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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Apr 20, 2012 21:19:34 GMT -6
Taking her pack, he walked down the street as his men secured the area ahead as he whispered to her; "Don't worry about getting your reports, the best ones come from the front lines and Longshot will keep you informed," handing her a few painkillers, "these might help out some."
Noticing marching from two streets away, he motioned everyone against the wall as he set the pack down beside him with his rifle in hand. Watching as a division on Centurions walked by them as if they didn't see them standing next to the wall. Ordering his Lieutenants to get behind the cars, he slid the pack into the building as he took cover by the doorway before they began firing on the Cylons; "They must've landed in behind our guys and looks like if we didn't stop them then the gardens base camp would have been compromised."
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Col. Rebecca Stonebridge
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Post by Col. Rebecca Stonebridge on Apr 20, 2012 23:46:36 GMT -6
Opening fire on a few Centurions that started to pour into the building till she ordered the doors to close up, knowing that Centurions were landing behind their lines. Tapping her radio as they heard the Centurions firing on the doors but she knew they weren't even scratching the door, "Michael and Sam, the 101st Air Group is just passing through according to the chatter we intercepted they are heading to recover the ships that went down around Corinth. They'll drop off automated AA guns but we have a problem here...I got Centurions at our doors and we can't afford to lose this spot please help us."
She knew with the building and the massive blind spot, her snipers couldn't hit the Cylons down below but continued working on bringing all the AA guns online.
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Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Apr 21, 2012 0:10:40 GMT -6
Coordinating with the offload of the AA guns, Thomas noticed something inbound towards the plane but it was too late; it was a raider inbound straight for the plane. Getting his men clear, he knew he wasn't clear as the raider impacted the plane's midsection as it exploded sending debris everywhere. In the black smoke, Thomas got up as he spotted the raiders tearing through the 101st Air group as the planes started going down with Centurions now landing on the runway; "Michael, I'm sorry, airport is lost. We'll hold out here long enough to rig the munitions along with the rest of the airport to explode...they're landing behind our lines and well if we hold we're going to be slaughtered. Suggesting Plan B...it'll definitely draw a line in the sand for us."
Ordering his men to begin unpacking the explosives, Jackel headed inside to pack up the computers as he loaded up on all the ammunition they had laid out. Picking up his pack, he ordered the men to hold out while his own men to finish the rigging and preparation for Plan B.
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Apr 21, 2012 19:38:41 GMT -6
Sam popped a few of the painkillers in her mouth and took a sip from her water bottle. No sooner had she done that, they all began taking cover to avoid the incoming gun fire from centurions. She returned fire and turned to look for Michael after hearing transmissions from both Rebecca and Thomas. She tapped her earpiece, "Sierra team, do not lose that command center." She cut the message short and looked back at Michael. "There's nothing else we can do for the airport. But Longshot does need help. I'll go if you can hold them off here."
Tapping the earpiece again, Sam said, "Rebecca, it's Sam ... sit tight, we're coming." With that, she and a marine ran for one of the buildings, ducking and dodging bullets as she continuing to fire at the centurions.
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Apr 21, 2012 20:37:56 GMT -6
Opening fire on the Centurions, he could hear the bullets hit against the wall as it took an hour to bring down the Centurion unit. Pulling the dog tags off two more of his men, they started in towards the airport as Jackel finished up the preparations for Plan B and the men were ready to detonate the hanger. Securing the building once more, Michael kept his rifle close but unknown to him that his radio was dying; "Jackel, ready to go?"
Watching him nod, they both started retreating as his men detonated the hanger which destroyed the airport but also set fire to the fuel reserves that they poured out down the Northern section as the Centurions burned. Turning to Jackel as the fires raged but knew they could hold off the Cylons here and now, "Let's get what explosives we have left rigged up and pump out whatever fuel you can find and get it on the ground...its time we fight a bit dirty now."
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Post by Col. Rebecca Stonebridge on Apr 21, 2012 20:45:44 GMT -6
Sam popped a few of the painkillers in her mouth and took a sip from her water bottle. No sooner had she done that, they all began taking cover to avoid the incoming gun fire from centurions. She returned fire and turned to look for Michael after hearing transmissions from both Rebecca and Thomas. She tapped her earpiece, "Sierra team, do not lose that command center." She cut the message short and looked back at Michael. "There's nothing else we can do for the airport. But Longshot does need help. I'll go if you can hold them off here."Tapping the earpiece again, Sam said, "Rebecca, it's Sam ... sit tight, we're coming." With that, she and a marine ran for one of the buildings, ducking and dodging bullets as she continuing to fire at the centurions. Finally getting the Naval Office AA guns online, she could still hear the Centurions continue at it with no success. Hearing Sam coming over the radio, she wondered what happened instead to Jackel and Thrax's radio considering both of theirs went dead soon before the fire broke through the Northern Section; "Roger Sierra, pull them away from the doors and my snipers can pick them off from there." She knew with the Northern front on fire, the Cylons would have to resort to landing their troops instead of marching which meant this is something both Thomas and Michael can take care of.
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Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Apr 21, 2012 21:00:12 GMT -6
Opening fire on the Centurions, he could hear the bullets hit against the wall as it took an hour to bring down the Centurion unit. Pulling the dog tags off two more of his men, they started in towards the airport as Jackel finished up the preparations for Plan B and the men were ready to detonate the hanger. Securing the building once more, Michael kept his rifle close but unknown to him that his radio was dying; "Jackel, ready to go?" Watching him nod, they both started retreating as his men detonated the hanger which destroyed the airport but also set fire to the fuel reserves that they poured out down the Northern section as the Centurions burned. Turning to Jackel as the fires raged but knew they could hold off the Cylons here and now, "Let's get what explosives we have left rigged up and pump out whatever fuel you can find and get it on the ground...its time we fight a bit dirty now." Grinning, he set down a case as he pulled out a larger rifle than what he usually carries; "Well I'll take care of the sky and you cover the ground," stepping into the building with the massive .50 caliber gun with a few of his men. Climbing up the stairs, he kicked open the top door as he setup a small canvas tent before looking down at Michael as his men prepared as well.
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Apr 21, 2012 21:44:54 GMT -6
Finally getting the Naval Office AA guns online, she could still hear the Centurions continue at it with no success. Hearing Sam coming over the radio, she wondered what happened instead to Jackel and Thrax's radio considering both of theirs went dead soon before the fire broke through the Northern Section; "Roger Sierra, pull them away from the doors and my snipers can pick them off from there." She knew with the Northern front on fire, the Cylons would have to resort to landing their troops instead of marching which meant this is something both Thomas and Michael can take care of. Sam and the marine finally reached the building where Rebecca was, they ducked behind an overturned car to avoid being spotted. Giving him the signal, they both opened fired on the centurions, enough to draw their attention away. The centurions began firing back, taking down the marine. She grabbed his tags and shoved them into her pocket, and continued firing as two of the toasters went down. Soon enough, the snipers began taking care of the rest. With all of the centurions taken out some time later, Sam set her weapon down and tapped her radio. "Sierra to Charlie, it's all clear. Repeat .... clear .... open .... doors." The message went through a bit garbled before shutting off. She growled and walked over towards the building, an uneasy feeling rushed over her as she waited by the doors.
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Post by Col. Rebecca Stonebridge on Apr 21, 2012 21:59:22 GMT -6
Ordering the doors to be opened, she got down from her perch as her men along with herself walked outside to greet Sam; "Great job, sir, I've got a sit rep for you considering we now have control over Terran Intelligence's 4 out of 20 satellites. Plan B was basically setting the Northern section on fire with all types of combustible fuels which is kinda smart meaning the Cylons can't come from the North or South anymore leaving them to land their troops. Lost communications with Michael and Thomas but the orbital satellite that we've been using for orbital strikes might have enough for one more shot."
Holding onto her rifle as she peered over the woman, "welcome to come inside, we can setup a communications line between Darious and the Atlantia if you wish," pausing as she received a report from inside, "plan B has succeeded but out of the hundreds of thousands of troops that were fighting in the northern section only 200 or so survived and they're most likely with Michael."
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Apr 21, 2012 22:10:06 GMT -6
Feeling the rain pouring down once more, he listened carefully as he sat next to the window with his rifle ready; noticing a clanker platoon was getting closer. Taking aim, he gave the count in his head as they all flipped on their lasers; killing the Cylons within seconds and listening out for the raiders now flying between the buildings. Taking aim at a raider, he shot it in the head as it smashed into the ground before exploding.
Michael knew the Cylons were on the ropes considering they were expecting to march right through them instead they've been taking extremely heavy losses and they weren't going to let out anytime soon.
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Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Apr 21, 2012 22:20:57 GMT -6
Taking down a heavy raider as it collided with a nearby building, he too noticed the Cylons weren't coming back as hard as he pulled out an emergency radio; "Jackel to Charlie and Sierra, I think we won considering we haven't seen a single raider," pausing as Michael shot down a raider, "okay not as many raiders as before. We'll hold our position for the next couple hours before falling back but I repeat I think we won."
Loading up a fresh belt of bullets, he knew it was a little too early to proclaim it but it seems like Darious took on the full bulk and survived for the most part. Feeling the cold rain against his skin, he stood firm knowing that once again his training and will brought down an enemy that the Colonials feared more than they did. Yelling over to Michael, he had a lieutenant send a radio over to him as he kept his posture; "After this, wanna go find the President and shake the man's hand before welcoming him back to his office?"
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Apr 21, 2012 22:41:13 GMT -6
She followed Rebecca and took a seat to rest. "Thanks, and you don't have to call me sir." She smiled and winked at the other woman. Sam tossed her radio to the side, it was of no use anymore. Waiting while a few of the Terrans set up a comm link to Atlantia, she looked over at Longshot. "You're sure they survived?" Whether their back up plan succeeded or not, all she cared about was making sure that Michael was alright.
Hearing one of the radios crackling, followed by Jackel's voice, she sighed a bit. Something still felt stange. "It shouldn't have been that easy. Something's off..." The Colonial's had been fighting the Cylons for years, and it was never this easy. Even with the combined forces, she felt like there would be more to come.
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Post by Col. Rebecca Stonebridge on Apr 21, 2012 22:52:56 GMT -6
Kneeling down as she picked up the radio before handing her a fresh one, "I can tell them to stay in the field longer but let's be honest, they threw everything at us," pausing as a new report came in concerning their main weapon in space. Rushing past her and into the main room, an operative whispered into her ear as others began packing up before she came over to Sam, "the Cylon virus has hacked into the satellite and well they're bringing it down right on top of us. We can't stop the satellite and when it does take out the building, we'll be blind which means one last push for them."
Feeling the rush of wind as the soldiers moved behind her as she kneeled down in front of Sam; "Stay close and don't worry, I'll stay at your side but we need to get to moving now considering that satellite will hit the ground in 10 minutes."
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Apr 21, 2012 23:40:43 GMT -6
Picking up the radio, he slipped it onto his vest as he connected his earpiece; "Thomas, I don't they stopped coming considering it takes time to change tactics," pausing as he heard yells down the corridor as he got off of his post and went to the other side which was now filled with Centurions. Firing back, he kept his aim constant as he ejected and put another in as quickly as he could; hearing his men rushing to stop the Cylons like he was.
Doing an immature mistake as he turned his back to the enemy, he felt a pain is his shoulder once more as he was thrown to the ground unsure on what happened. Dragging himself around the corner, he watched the blood trail behind him as he watched him men take down the Cylons before turning to him. Trying to get up, his entire left arm wasn't responding even more he could feel it as his men helped him up informing him something that he knew would limit him now; "Sir, your left shoulder blade is shattered and the bullet didn't go any further but the patching up is only good for a short time we need to get you out of here."
Ordering them to patch him up as he held is rifle in his right hand as he opened up on the radio; "Jackel, I'm down one arm...if Longshot retreats I need her here to take over for me."
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Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Apr 21, 2012 23:53:07 GMT -6
Hearing Michael is one arm down, he knew even back in the day it took a lot to take him down so having him say he was arm down meant they were in trouble if the Cylons continued to push. Pulling out a flair, he watched while 4 heavy raiders parked down below with Centurions running out into the street. Tossing the flare down, he set fire to the ground as his men dealt with a heavy raider landing on their rooftop; opening fire on the Cylons as raiders tried to pick them off as well but instead they bit the dust.
Tapping his radio as he sent the call out to Longshot, "Longshot, Tango is down one arm situation on his end unknown but I need a sniper here and with Tango down in this condition we may lose our ground."
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