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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 19:54:26 GMT -5
From: Decapitated Da Bomb | Posted: 4/9/2004 11:17:13 AM | Message Detail His base was a structure of pride; it showed the world he was not a thug, or a petty criminal, but a serious enemy in this war. Above all else, DDB valued being infamous; he wanted to be the most efficient leader, the most bloodthirsty, the most vile, the most moral-less. He had been the target for assassination many times by his enemies, and now he wanted to give them some payback for all their years of making his life a miserable mess. Originally, yes, he was mentally unstable, but had it not been for police brutality, mob brawls resulting in near-lynching and beatings that would force you to tears, DDB would not have been such a grizzled, bitter individual.
But now his most precious belonging - his base - had been destroyed by the stupidity of an officer. His whole entire part in this war had been shredded in a fiery blaze, and he demoted to a survivor. That was not an end for DDB. That was not a worthy way of destroying his legacy, and his means of attack, after he had wiped out Olympia, taken over the CNN tower, shelled many munitions factories off the coast of Japan into oblivion and made such an impact on this war.
"We'll get 'im back some day, DDB," BFNJ comforted as he, his ally and several technicians made their way in a helicopter back to a base of kid's.
"With what?" DDB sneered, "We have nothing, BFNJ! No troops, no money, and nothing left to do in this war but survive.'
"We still have troops, DDB," BFNJ replied rather sternly, "We have 100 or so good men back in Fort Almighty, several submarines and battleships that survived the blast traveling back home now, several hundred medics, soldiers and control room officers accompanying us as we speak, and a few scores of troops left in the middle East," he explained.
"Good. With those troops we can easily mount a swift attack of revenge on Commando," DDB smiled with sincerity, "We can get to Australia unnoticed, free the Auzzies, and then attack the Orient," he laughed.
"DDB, we stand no chance with our lack of troops," BFNJ informed, "But your Australia idea intrigues me. A Naval base there would be a magnificent advantage."
"Who needs a base? Those Japan scum won't know what hit them if we attack now," DDB laughed.
BFNJ's expression dropped. It appeared DDB's mental instabilities were becoming too apparent. --- My girlfriend helped me get off drugs. For that, she is my heroin!
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 19:54:56 GMT -5
From: Templar Commando50 | Posted: 4/9/2004 11:54:20 AM | Message Detail "Sir." reported an Imperial UGFA field Marshall to commando. "Go on." replied the dictator without looking up from his computer. "DDB's main base has been destroyed, along with his army." "Really? That's great to hear." replied commando, shutting the laptop off and standing up. "How many did we lose?" "Our entire attacking force." commented the field marshall, "Including zombie commando." At this commando looked away for a momeent and then said "Thats a pity." before dismissing the Field marshall. Commando was very sad to hear of his so-called invincable clones death. He had been the second in command of the UGFA empire, and now he was dead. "At least he did his part" commando said to himself. Now kid nor DDB had an area to attack from besides South America. Finally, a large victory, thought commando. The troops need the moral anyway, he said before going back to read about history's best generals and study tactics.
--- Good job CJC! You finally closed Pipe mania! Good thinkin.
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 19:55:27 GMT -5
From: Decapitated Da Bomb | Posted: 4/9/2004 12:08:47 PM | Message Detail DDB and BFNJ strolled into the empty briefing room at kid's nearest base, where their allies were to meet and discuss the next course of action.
Field Medic: (Injecting a blue fluid into DDB's arm) Now, this should clear up those....mental clouds for you and settle your emotions a bit.
DDB: Thankyou, Doctor.
Kid: (Sitting down) Thankyou all for coming at such short notice. It is normally rather arduous to drag yourself from your bases or posts during such conflict we have seen recently, but it appears Commando' attacks - at least on the South and North American mainland have lessened.
DDB: Yeah, but what about our other bases?
Kid: Yes we are all deeply saddened by the attack on your base; but at least take comfort in the fact that zombie Commando, as well as several hundred of his troops perished in the explosion.
BFNJ: Kid, we have been thinking ahead, to a new base.
General Barnes: We cannot afford to create yet more bases at this time. We have drained many of our resources, and cannot waste money building.
DDB: (Angry) So, then what do we do, Barnes? Do we just sit tight, and hope our money appears? Do we hope Commando surrenders? What do we do?
General Barnes: Look, I know that you lost a lot because of that attack, and I know that another base would strengthen our defenses; but we simply don't have the money.
DDB: Then steal it.
Da Bomb: Look, we could never generate enough money by stealing petty cash. Only massive stockpiles would provide enough money, but the security guarding those stockpiles is...impassible. You could never steal it all before they found you out.
BFNJ: We have done it before.
Kid: The circumstances are different, now.
DDB: I already have technicians, troops, ships weapons at my disposal; I don't need any of that, I just need the building materials, and safety while we build the base.
General Barnes; Safety?
BFNJ: DDB believes that Australia would be a advantageous place to create a base.
Kid: That's mad. You would be bombed to death.
Da Bomb: No....it could work. It would take a massive fleet of battleships, numerous SAM sites and a hell of a lot of troops, but a base could be built there, and could be maintained.
Kid: They would be open to attack; the base could never be finished before you were totally destroyed.
DDB: No. We would have the resources da Bomb mentioned as a defense. And anyway, they would not attack us if they thought we were on their side, or if they didn't know of our existance there.
General Barnes: This is ridiculous! We cannot expend what you ask for.
Kid: Especially since the South American drug trade was almost demolished.
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 19:55:57 GMT -5
From: Decapitated Da Bomb | Posted: 4/9/2004 12:11:58 PM | Message Detail Da Bomb: Look, this is a dangerous idea. It even borders on suicide, but think of what we could gain from this base. We could free the Australians, who would provide further support, and unleash Naval fleets on Japan from a short distance. It seems preposterous to even attempt, but you know as well as I do this war is not going our way. It will take years for Commando to conquer us, if we stay in our bases, and wait for him to come. For months now, we have sat quietly in America, and taken no risks. But, DDB seems to have a knack for unexpected, and effective plans.
DDB: The Olympia bomb was a success. The propaganda operation in the USA was a success. Why can't this be?
General Wason: The third time is the charm.
Da Bomb: Look, unless we start taking back what we have lost, this war will never result in a win for us. Commando will continue to force us into smaller and smaller areas, until he mounts a last attack that will crush us. The Middle east operation was a great idea, even though it was near enemy territory. Why can't this work?
DDB: Commando does not know of our plans. If we picked an area with no UFGA presense near by, we can easily create the base without him knowing. We can do this, if we honestly put our hart and soul into it.
Kid: We do have several million from raiding the middle-east camps of the UFGA. Their soldiers seems to have many expensive luxuries, that we swiftly sold. I suppose that could be used.
General Barnes: Look, this won't work.
BFNJ: Yes, it will this time. No longer to we wait in Commando's shackles. We hit him hard, when he least expects it. --- My girlfriend helped me get off drugs. For that, she is my heroin!
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 19:56:18 GMT -5
From: Templar Commando50 | Posted: 4/9/2004 12:27:18 PM | Message Detail Commando, who had gone through every UGFA intelligence agency he could find, had concluded that DDB's new base was in.....? he didn't know yet. He wasn't worried about an attack on China, Japan, Russia, or Korea right now. He was worried that kid would attack a more isolated UGFA country such as Germany, Austria, Israel, India, or America. And what about UGFA territories that had been captured and brutally secured such as Iran or Austrailia? The population loathed commando there, since UGFA troops or police consatantly tortured them or killed them for practice or fun. Commando decided that that was not a problem right yet. He had crippled the South American economy, so kid would not have any funds to give to DDb. He hoped. --- Good job CJC! You finally closed Pipe mania! Good thinkin.
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 19:56:55 GMT -5
From: Da Bomb | Posted: 4/9/2004 3:11:13 PM | Message Detail It seemed the plan for a new base being created was probable, but those in the briefing room continued to argue over the expenses. Many found it too expensive and a waste of precious human resources, while others felt that an Australian base would give kid and his allies the upper hand in the war. The conversations shot back and forth, with plans going nowhere, until kid finally intervened.
Kid: Be silent, my allies, be silent. We must express ourselves with order and formality, or not at all. What we need to do is find a way to fund the base, not ague whether it should be built.
General Watson: You mean it will be built?
General Barnes: I think this is insane; it will be impossible to manufacture but an outer wall without being found out.
Kid: Gentlemen, the plan is sound; building will be instigated as soon as we have available funds.
Da Bomb: Well, where to we get are money normally?
Kid: Unfortunately, we earn very little compared to what we spend. During my days of crime, I obtained billions through hostage dealings, theft, assassinations...
DDB: Well let's take someone hostage then. I did it before and got a cool $17 million.
Da Bomb: Though you almost were killed by the government and Sweet Tooth.
DDB: That operation consisted of 2 people, a gun and a clown disguise; how hard could it be now?
General Watson: Well, who would we take hostage?
Kid: Commando's high-ranking officers; he may pay a lot for their return.
Da Bomb: Or just rescue them himself.
General Barnes: Look, I doubt taking hostages will work. Thousands of people die every day from air raids, naval bombardment and terrorist attacks; even if we capture 100 citizens, no one will care. We would need to do something incredibly risky to get enough money.
BFNJ: Look, hostages won't work. But theft does seem like a good possibility.
DDB: From who? We've held up stores before, but we get mere thousands - never enough to fund a base.
Kid: Well, whenever we take out a garrison of enemies, our troops seem to enjoy taking the belongings of their adversaries. Some of my more honest soldiers give it to me.
Da Bomb: How much does that generate?
Kid: Well, we have killed over 7 million soldiers to date, but many were either blown up or sent to the bottom of the Ocean.
DDB: Yes, but we do get some stolen merchandize, right?
Kid: I do not advocate robbing carcasses. I find it rather petty, but occasionally it bring in much needed supplies. We sell some of the weapons to neutral countries, and sell the luxuries, such as exquisite cigars, fine silk, cocaine, heroin, precious metals and the like to rich dignitaries. That brings in a couple of thousand every few months.
Da Bomb: Still, not enough.
BFNJ: Kid, how much do you have left stashed away?
Kid: A few million, but that is to last for quite some time.
BFNJ: I see. Then couldn't we divert resources from other bases? We could send scrap metal, along with a few troops and weapons from each base over to Australia. From what I have heard, you have at least a dozen bases across America.
Kid: True.....very true. Gentlemen, I think we have made progress today. I will work with my Military advisors, and hopefully within the next few days my forts, as well as DDB's entire force and Sanchez's spare personnel will supply all that we need for this new base. Meeting adjourned.
--- Behind every great man is a woman rolling her eyes ~ Bruce Almighty
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 19:57:28 GMT -5
From: Templar Commando50 | Posted: 4/9/2004 9:04:53 PM | Message Detail UGFA special assasin Lt. Chan sat in a tree outside the presidential parade grounds, wearing a green camoflauged uniform and a black kevlar vest. He was wearing a ski mask and X-ray goggles, not to metion carrying a silenced tactical sniper, along with a silenced P2k. Chan had been here for two hours, waiting for the presidents convoy to drive out onto the public roads. The plan was simple. A UGFA undercover agent had paid a random American criminal with no UGFA association whatsoever to kill the president in public. This way it would look like some random crook killed the president, not the UGFA. Once the murder was complete, Lt. Chan was to blast the criminal who had killed the president through the head, and then escape. This way all evidence of the deal would be gone when the crook was shot, not that he knew the UGFA hired him in the first place. And, if the worst happened and Lt. Chan was caught after he shot the murderer, he could just say he was protecting the president. Case closed.
The crowds cheered as the president, waving from atop his limo, drove down the busy road. Star-Spangled banner was playing, and policemen in squad cars and on motorcycles followed. Secret service agents n SUV's also tagged along, in plain sight. Chan, looking through his scope, saw the president shouting to the crowds as the limo pulled along. It was almost at the target destination.
An African-American man in a bandanna suddenly jumped out from the crowd, revealing an uzi from his coat, and sprayed the limo with a burst of gunfire. Glass flew all over the road and the president collapsed back in his seat, covered in blood. The SUV behind the president stopped, and a secret service agent with a pistol stuck his hand out the window and fired a clip into the murderer, causing his dead body to collapse upon the pavement in a pool of blood. The crowd began running in all directions, causing great confusion.
Lt. Chan shrugged. The secret service agent had done his job for him. "Oh well" thought the UGFA assasin. He had a clip full of bullets in his rifle, and he wanted to shoot someone. He looked through his scope, and saw the Vice president being escorted out. BAM. The Vice President fell over with a bullet in his head. Chan aimed the scope this time at the ambulence rushing over to the presidents limo. He looked at the wheel and fired, causing the ambulence to spin out and crush 2 secret service agents next to it. Chan took his last shot on a random policeman on a motorcycle. The cop took the bullet in the neck, spewing blood everywhere. He fell off, the motorcycle doing a 180 turn before skidding into the crowd. Chan then slung his rifle over his shoulder, and as the crowds created a diversion by running around everywhere, he ran across the opposite street to an FBI car, where two agents loyal to Brooks picked him up. Commando and his UGFA empire would surely reward him.
--- Good job CJC! You finally closed Pipe mania! Good thinkin.
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 19:58:13 GMT -5
From: Da Bomb | Posted: 4/10/2004 12:23:46 PM | Message Detail Kid stormed from his room shortly after glancing at the Breaking News headline. The President was dead, and so too were his plans of keeping resources from the UFGA. It appeared Commando had started his American conquest early; unfortunately, kid's bases were weakened after sparing some of their troops and building materials; within a matter of a few days the war had become much more arduous and bleak for kid and his allies. They needed their Australian base now more than ever.
"Signal every base to be on medium alert at all times," kid stated as he tramped into the control centre, "I want no surprises when Commando attacks."
"Yes, sir," was the obedient reply, "But your base in Arizona is calling for reinforcements. Apparently one of the outer Defense structures was obliterated early this morning," the communication officer informed with a grim look.
"****!" kid hissed, "Fine. Send....100 or so troops from this base to them," he continued after an awkward silence, "And keep them on total alert at all times!"
With that, kid called another meeting in the briefing room, and stormed off to his destination. Contrary to the norm, the meeting was short and to the point. Kid informed his officers of the death of the President, and then requested ideas for the next course of action.
"How about more disinformation?" DDB advised, "I bet one of those UFGA filth assassinated the Pres."
"It was a civilian who killed him; there is no evidence that the UFGA was involved," kid replied.
"So? We make the evidence. We convince the public that the UFGA caused the death of their leader," DDB shot back.
"Yes, yes, but I doubt we will get another signal to broadcast over Global TV," Da Bomb intervened, "So how will we spread this disinformation?"
"We broadcast the news via television satellites in orbit, correct?" DDB asked.
"Yes, so?"
"We can create our own signal, and piggyback theirs," DDB explained, "I'm no computer expert, but I believe our hackers could accomplish the feat."
"What would we say?"
"We can simply say the UFGA are trying to lie to the public, by staging all that,"
"Again, there is no evidence the UFGA were involved," kid fired back.
"Kid, the public do not require evidence to have their opinions change. They need rumors and hearsay, and manipulation. The public already suspect the UFGA, but since Commando created a memorial just for the President, doubts are lessening. We need to reinforce what we have told the public; make connections, lie, make up evidence. Just as long as we get the message across."
"Good," kid laughed, "Well, DDB, prepare your speech. We'll be in the air within the hour."
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 19:58:45 GMT -5
From: Templar Commando50 | Posted: 4/10/2004 12:46:56 PM | Message Detail "Look Brooks, I want to go home to China!" Chan shouted at the secretary of Defense. They were in the Sprawling UGFA secret police complex under Washington DC, just after the presidents assasination. "I'm doing everything I can" replied Brooks, rubbing his eyes. Apparently Chan was paranoid that someone had seen him, but obviosly no one had. And if someone did, big deal. Chan was "protecting" the president. Brooks took a sip of his can of soda and watched the meeting at the house of Congress. Commandos UGFA representative party had just entered, and was expressing their sorrow for the murder.
UGFA- We are sorry for the circumstances in which we must appear. The president was a good friend of our leader, and will be missed. Monuments are being built around the country, and commando is donating millions of dollars to Secretary Brooks, who will be taking over, correct?
Congress- Yes, that is right.
UGFA- About the murder, we have reason to belive that DDB was behind it. We think that he destroyed Olympia, and now has brutally murdered your beloved president. We will not stand for this and will agressivly hunt down the culprits.
Congress- What evidence is there that DDB has done this?
UGFA- The murder's gun was South American made, the kind of weapon soldiers in Fort Almighty use. We belive it may be revenge for our destroying DDB's main base.
Congress- Is that it? Thats the evidence?
UGFA- For now, yes.
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 19:59:11 GMT -5
From: Da Bomb | Posted: 4/10/2004 3:57:32 PM | Message Detail DDB paced back and forth across the room, his eyes locked on his cue cards. He was a solider, not a newscaster, but he was able to adapt quickly to many circumstances. Years ago, he would never have viewed himself as an important party in this war, and broadcasting his speech across the world.
Hacker: DDB, we're ready to go!
DDB: (Stepping up to the camera) Ladies and Gentlemen of the world, we have yet further breaking news regarding the assassination of the great and wise President.
Hacker: (Typing) Sorry, DDB, we are having minor problems. Our signal is being disrupted.
DDB: Can you get our signal back?
Hacker:...yes, I just have. It appears the UFGA are tightening their technological security. Fortunately for us, they have not dealt with kid's hackers yet, and so cannot adapt.
DDB: Good. Are we rollin'?
BFNJ: ...Yes
DDB: There has been much confusion regarding the death of your wise and bold leader of America, your President, and I, DDB, am here to clear it up. Ladies and Gentlemen, the UFGA empire has once again lied to you. You see, it was not a mere civilian that killed your President; no, it was a UFGA assassin, who had been involved in their organization for months, training for his task.
BFNJ: (Whispering off camera) Good....
DDB: Now, as I explained in my earlier broadcast, the UFGA has a lot to gain from brutally murdering your President. The Olympia bomb was their first attempt to assassinate him, and unfortunately, their second attempt was successful. People of America, and all over the globe, you cannot let this stand! The evil Commando has lied to you, killed your President, and in due course will begin denying your individuality and turn this wonderful country of America into a Tyranny! Of course, that is if you live to see such a time. BFNJ, please roll the tape.
BFNJ: (Slapping the tape into the VCR) Good to go!
DDB: The images you are seeing are highly graphic in content, ladies and gentlemen, but they illustrate how sick Commando is. This tape was sent to us several weeks ago, when Commando began to slaughter innocents in retaliation of our brave attempts to keep your freedom. The UFGA may have lied to you again, and labeled me a terrorist, but I fight only for the good. Commando will bring only terror to this world, starting with killing the leaders of the free countries. I beg you, do not let Commando conscript your sons, tax you into poverty, and rob you of your freedom. Make a stand! Show those UFGA bastards that you will not be trampled on by a cruel Tyrant!
Hacker: We...we're losing the signal!
DDB: Ladies and Gentlemen, as I speak, the UFGA is trying to drown out the truth! Don't let them ruin this haven you call America! Don't let those biological freaks he unleashed on the South American population, or the psychotic clown he used to murder civilians get to you! Don't let him!
Hacker: (Typing furiously) Sir!
DDB: I am a patriot, fighting for the right cause: against the evil UFGA. Please, join with us, and retain your freedom, and your lives. Commando murdered your President; you, the public may be next!
Hacker: Sir, we lost the signal.
DDB: Damn. Did you get that last part?
Hacker: Yes, sir. But I doubt we can hack onto the news system again.
DDB: Don't worry. I think I got my message through.
--- Behind every great man is a woman rolling her eyes ~ Bruce Almighty
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 20:01:18 GMT -5
From: Da Bomb | Posted: 4/10/2004 4:49:01 PM | Message Detail DDB's new Australian base was far from completion, but at least the basic structure of the compound had been created. The plans for the base would no doubt be changed to suit the tactical and environmental needs, but the rudimentary idea was to encircle the basic compound and metal perimeter with a river, small mine patches and traps hidden underground. Connecting to the river would be the Naval base, which would hopefully be able to churn out a small ship every week or a battleship every fortnight. Maintaining this base would not be easy, but DDB hoped that it could be an important step in the conquest of the Orient. He just had to sit and wait, while his technicians worked.
Of course, the base as it was could not even stand an air strike, so the majority of the time was used to create defenses; the first SAM sites were manufactured (to prevent such a strike), and small outposts were placed in the vicinity, to defend against ground forces. These outposts were only sandbag walls with a machine gun fixed to the ground, but they would hopefully prove useful in the coming months. Finally, DDB's entire Naval fleet had assembled near the construction site, in case their services were required. Though several subs were blown apart by a small minefield off the coast of Australia (no doubt the work of Commando), DDB still had a force to reckon with.
Now all he could do was hope, and wait for its completion. --- Behind every great man is a woman rolling her eyes ~ Bruce Almighty
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 20:02:05 GMT -5
From: Templar Commando50 | Posted: 4/10/2004 9:41:15 PM | Message Detail The mob had been throwing rocks at the UGFA embassy since DDB's public speech. The UGFA had forts and embassy's all over the USA to keep order and stop rebellion. Forts and bases were extremely well defended. However embassies were more for a political purpose. Ambassador Wu, the head of the embassy, was very rich and had his embassy full of priceless Chinese treasure. He did not want the mob breaking in and yelled at Captain Xiao, the embassy's military commander, to seal the compound off. Xiao had the guards and soldiers protecting the embassy shut the gate and get in the towers to aim at the mob. Xiao was a veteran soldier who had participated in the conquest of Austrailia and knew how to deal with mobs. Live fire.
Wu hurried down the hallway and into his private quarters, opened a chest, and took out a silenced 12mm pistol. He put it inside his suit coat before shoving his briefcase full of money and UGFA records before hurrying outside to the courtyard where he waited for the chopper to pick him up. He was anxious to leave. He hated this godamned country and wanted to be back home in China, where he was respected and among fellow countrymen. That was not the case in America at all.
Xiao got up on the wall and raised his megaphone before begining to speak-
Xiao- Citezens, this is unlawful dispers..OW!
Xiao cluched his bleeding head as a rock hit him in the face. A sniper in a tower immediatly blasted a teenager outside the embassy through the head for throwing the rock at Captain Xaoi. The angry mob immediatly charged the gate with bats and chains and began whacking away at the metal bars. The guards behind the gate tossed several grenades over, which exploded and sent shrapnel in every direction and killed the closely packed protesters. The mob started to run in all directions when Xiao ordered the troops to fire on the retreating citezens. Many were shot in the back as they ran away to the street. Xiao lowered his sniper rifle and glared at the bloody yard. This would atrract bad publicity all right. And the mob might come back more armed this time. And where had the DC police been? The UGFA was apparently not liked in America anymore. --- Good job CJC! You finally closed Pipe mania! Good thinkin.
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 20:02:54 GMT -5
From: Da Bomb | Posted: 4/11/2004 12:59:06 AM | Message Detail As the mob began to ransack the nearby stores in search of weapons, such as chainsaws, small firearms, axes, sledgehammers and even Molotov Cocktails, the gates sealing Wu's building were being smashed down by a powerful truck. As it reversed once more, and drove head first into the iron gates, crumpling the bonnet of his car even more and denting the gates, a sniper blasted down the driver, whose blood splattered over the car seats upon impact. Unfortunately, the mob returned, and immediately began to attack every UFGA officer in sight. The snipers on the top of the building were set alight by a barrage of flaming whiskey bottles, while the ground units were maimed by axes and knives. Meanwhile, the gates were slowly being pried open, until at last they swung open, and the mob burst through.
Bullets were sprayed at the attackers, mowing many down, but the relentless mob began to smash in the doors of the building, and hurl rocks at all who opposed. As they entered the building, a UFGA police team intercepted the mob, and began to fire. Everywhere they looked, the outraged Americans were mauling their enemies, burning precious Chinese artifacts and smashing all in sight. As police cars began to surround the area, and take out the mob, the Americans continued to rash the place, and steal what they could. Once the building had been totally destroyed, the mob turned on the police, and charged toward the UFGA scum. Scores were blasted down, but more followed, and slashed their enemies all through the night, leaving a path of utter destruction behind them. A rebellion was at hand.
"Sir, we have pulled our policemen back to the general area, but even with their numbers our police will not hold long. We must leave!"
Secretary Brooks glanced over his shoulder at his nervous companion, "I know, I know. But we have no means of aerial transportation; we are utterly surrounded by those insane rebels who call themselves patriots. DDB speaks lies, yet they listen to him; I speak the truth, and they ignore me! Their own Secretary of Defense for God's sake!"
"Then whatever shall we do?"
"Are there police vehicles outside? Cars, trucks, vans?" Brooks asked as the unnerving sound of screams neared.
"Yes, but only a few."
"Good. Load up all that you can into those vehicles, and get the hell out of here!" Brooks ordered.
"Sir, what of the mob? And what of you?"
"I'll be staying," Brooks answered as he took out a magnum, "And if the mob gets in your way...run in into the ground. Understand?" --- Behind every great man is a woman rolling her eyes ~ Bruce Almighty
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 20:03:39 GMT -5
From: Da Bomb | Posted: 4/11/2004 10:56:36 AM | Message Detail *run it into the ground --- Behind every great man is a woman rolling her eyes ~ Bruce Almighty
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 20:04:22 GMT -5
From: Da Bomb | Posted: 4/13/2004 9:51:34 PM | Message Detail McKinley strolled into the warmth of Sanchez's quarters, looking for a second opinion. The structure was separate to all others, and was lit only by candlelight; apparently Sanchez preferred having rustic conditions, regardless of his wealth.
McKinley: Sir, the troops are becoming weary; continuous medium alert becomes highly fatiguing after a short while, and it seems you men have endured all they can.
Sanchez: Yes, I have noticed that many of them have shorter tempers, and foggy minds. But, I never like to let down my guard; Commando strikes at the most surprising of times.
McKinley: I do realize that we must keep rigid, but these harsh protocols they follow by are tiresome. I believe a few reinforcements, and shorter shifts would be useful in keeping our men refreshed.
Sanchez: Reinforcements are almost impossible at this time. And as for the shortened duty shifts...they may not aid the situation much.
McKinley: Sir, we must give them a break some time. I think it best it be soon.
Sanchez: We have to keep up our guard.
McKinley: Yes, but it has been proven through the ages that keeping your soldiers well rested and more focused will improve your chances of winning a battle.
Sanchez: McKinley, we cannot be governed by the past, especially when so much changes.
McKinley: How do you mean?
Sanchez: So much has changed within the past months; so much that was once as familiar as yourself has vanished in the wake of Commando - the virus that plagues this world. Lands that once blossomed with life are now endless graveyards and wastelands; leaders that were once wise have become crippled by bribes; my once wealthy life has been destroyed, and the tattered remains form my life now, as a faceless leader, battling other faceless leaders; morals that once stood tall in our lives have been ignored for the sake of efficiency; no longer to we value human life, but rather we throw it away in a heartbeat. Our last heartbeat. Even in myself, I have noticed that I care only for the cause, not for anyone else; even in the sky, the clouds of ash and dust gather in front of the sun.
McKinley: Those cloud are from the nukes dropped nearby. Nuclear Winter may be upon us.
Sanchez: Yes. Our lands are now changing; our societies of love and teamwork have been abandoned too. The most wise have become corrupted; the most moral have megalomaniacs bent on murder; those who felt they fought for a good cause have lost all hope in their peers and in themselves.
McKinley: And those who refuse to change?
Sanchez: Those who refuse to change, die.
McKinley: I understand, sir.
Sanchez: Thankyou, McKinley. Your opinions are often helpful.
McKinley: Very good sir. I'm sure our troops can manage for a while longer. --- Behind every great man is a woman rolling her eyes ~ Bruce Almighty
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 20:05:26 GMT -5
From: JeanLuc5000 | Posted: 4/16/2004 8:29:22 PM | Message Detail bumparooni
--- "War is a hard business." ~ Char Aznable
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 20:05:59 GMT -5
From: Commando500 | Posted: 4/16/2004 10:02:33 PM | Message Detail Captain Xiao walked through the brned embassies ruins. He had been shot and left for dead, but his bulletproof vest had saved him. Xiao walked past the dead bdies of UGFA soldiers and security personal who had died fighting bravely to protect the embassy. And they had killed hundreds of angry protestors before losing. They had fought well, thought Xiao as he closed a dead soldiers eyes. Xiao continued throughout the hallway, looking at the smashed pictures of commando on the walls and broken Chinese artifacts everywhere. This was sick. These upstart American rebels would learn commando's wrath the hard way. Xiao walked out into the courtyard and in shock saw ambassador Wu lying on the ground in a pool of blood. All around him dead riotiers law about, showing he had put up a fight before going down. Xiao found Wu's briefcase and immediatly took it. The angry mob had been to ignorant to take this. Inside was the location of all 600 UGFA embassies throughout the US. 3 had already been destroyed, and one more badly damaged, although it had prevailed. It also showed the 300 or so UGFA bases and forts throughout America and their garrison strength. And it even had secret locations such as the UGFA secret police base under DC and many others. Xiao had to get rid of this. He was about to throw it into the fire when he knew Commando's generals would not approve. Xiao took the briefcase and ran out of the flaming UGFA embassy. He had to get back to China or some other UGFA friendly territory. But how?
Meanwhile commando, back in Hong Kong, was briefing his generals on the strategy to resucure America. The US National guard and Army was to fight alongside Imperial UGFA troops to crush the rebels. Meanwhile Brooks, commandos puppet, would become president and do whatever commando said. Commando's plan was to take the 2 or 3 million American troops and have them protect DC. Then Imperial UGFA troops, the ones ordinary folk feared, would go about and brutally put down the revolt. Commando preffered to have the rebel leaders publically dissected alive, but he left that choice to his generals.
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 20:06:59 GMT -5
From: Commando500 | Posted: 4/17/2004 10:27:44 AM | Message Detail Xiao ran down the war-torn streets of DC. The white house had been destroyed by commando years ag, then rebuilt, and now damaged by the mob. Xiao jumped over dome rubble, and took refuge in a looted store as some angry rebels ran by armed with AK-47s. Xiao knew that his UGFA officers uniform would cause him great pain if captured, and this suitcase must not fall into enemy hands. Inside the looted store was a dead body, most likely a UGFA sympethizer. Xiao searched the dead body and took his wallet with 300 dollars in it. He felt bad robbing corpses but he figured he may need it. Xiao's only weapon was a standard UGFA officer pistol, a reliable gun. Xiao, clutching the pistol in one hand and the suitcase in the other, ran back out to th streets. He jumped over a burning car and sprinted down a sidewalk to another row of smashed stores. In the roads here dead rebels were hanging from telephone poles in large groups. Xiao smiled, knowing the UGFA soldiers had killed these stupid rebels. Xiao laughed at the hanging bodies and kept walking. Inside a smashed police car he found a shotgun, which he slung over his back. UGFA soldiers had been fighting rebels for days now, and no side was clearly winning in the battle for DC.
Xiao continued to walk, and had killed one rebel who had attempted to slit his throat with a knife. Xiao took out the map, and looked for the closest UGFA outpost. The secret police station. Xiao sprinted a few blocks and came to the buetiful apartment complex. Xiao entered, came to a door, and knocked three times. A little keypad then appeared on the wall and asked him to type in his code. Xiao hit 5763949 and the iron door opened. Xiao entered down a long flight of stairs and came into the huge main room. Computers lined the walls and many UGFA employees were using these. Secret police officers sat at tables discussing what to do with annoying suspects, and UGFA soldiers patrolled around. Xiao knew he was safe for now and asked a nearby soldier were the local General was. The soldier said General Han was up in his office. Xiao thanked him and began walking towards the office section.
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 20:07:23 GMT -5
From: Da Bomb | Posted: 4/17/2004 10:46:24 AM | Message Detail Brooks was of course grateful for the position of President that had been given to him, but as soon as he seated himself in the white house, he knew that something was wrong. Something inside was constantly warning him of things to come, for him and America. First and foremost, he knew that the rebels would have to be slaughtered if they continued the attacks; killing American civilians, who want to do what is only best for their country, just turned Brooks's stomach. Secondly, he knew that he would have to do all that Commando said, or suffer the consequences of death. The former President had been assassinated (according to DDB) because he had stood in Commando's way; would Brooks be next?
A sudden knock at the door broke Brooks's thought. He allowed the person in, hoping for some positive news. "Mr. President, the rebels appear to be organizing, and taking up arms, not simply burning anymore. The destruction of a fifth embassy has just been confirmed, and at least 20 police officers have been killed within the past hour," informed the Intelligence officer with formality.
"How many citizens are dead?" Brooks replied, having wondered enough about the death toll.
"80 or so have been eliminated to day, and at least 600 from the beginning of the rebellion," the officer answered. Brooks shut his eyes in guilt and anger, and involuntarily began to think of each way one of those 600 could die. He felt as if he were to vomit.
"Where are they headed," Brooks sighed as he buried his face in his hands.
"They seem to be organizing into small groups, and so they are headed in many different directions. Their patterns are erratic, but we believe that they will unite attack this city any day now. But, there are civilians here too. They may catch on."
"Damn. Tell the camera crew to prepare to broadcast a speech; this rebellion has gone on long enough."
"But sir, what will you say."
"At this point, I would prefer to lie rather than see another 600 bodies littered over American streets, and blood streaming into the drains."
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Post by Kid Game on Aug 22, 2004 20:07:45 GMT -5
From: Commando500 | Posted: 4/17/2004 7:42:59 PM | Message Detail Xiao walked through the long hallways until he became lost.Due to the fact that the UGFA spoke several languages, he wasn't able to ask the Germans or Austrians for directions. Japanese and Indians also had no idea what he was saying. Only Chinese or Americans. Xiao started asking a Morracan patrolman, but then stopped. This secret policestation was to large for its own good. Xiao opened a steel door to find a hallway of jail cells that seemed to go on forever. Inside were all kinds of prisoners, some dead, being interrogated and tortured. Xiao saw a man on a stretching rack in one, on another someone was being forced to eat his own flesh. Xiao greeted the interrogators, mostly Chinese, and asked for directions. One took a minimap out of his pocket and gave it to Xiao. Xiao glanced at it then gave it back. Walking away, he went up a staircase to another hallway where he got in an elavator. After entering a new section with a key card, he sat down in the section lobby, where a tv showing Books speach was on.
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