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Liberation of Rygard; A Dictator Falls
Topic Started: Sep 29 2010, 07:43:50 PM (4,324 Views)
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Dr. Justin Stan listened to the offer. "I want out of here. I mean I can't sleep at night or anything, knowing that my wife and kids might be killed if I don't obey the government. If you can get my family and I out of here, I'll gladly work for you. You just have to worry about the Commissars. Oh damn! I have to worry about the Commissars, too! If they find out that I'm trying to defect, I-I can't begin to imagine what they'll do to me and my family! Just get me and my family out of here!"

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Archibald Rivers was furious! How dare someone try to bribe him! Still, it wouldn't hurt to take some of these weapons. He contacted a Shadow Messager and told him what to do. Rivers then replied and accepted the offer, but he also wanted advanced weaponry too, like lasers and power armor. However, he smiled.

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(OOC: The scientists who accepted the offer are Dr. Adam Jacobson II, Professor Sarah Rosendale, And Dr. Kristy Davidson, and Dr. Justin Stan.)

The scientists and their families were getting ready to leave. Unknown to them they were being watched by the Shadow Messagers, elite assassins from the Republican Investigative Bureau Against All Threats (RIBAAT).
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The message that Archibald Rivers got back stated an agreement. As soon the plane left the humanitarian aid, he would be informed of the place. The same plane would then bring weaponry to the same spot, or a safer one of his choice - after all, this is the only plane that Serenitech can lend to this case. If it's lost, the deal is off.

At 6:13 scientists and their families found themselves on a glade. A white plane with red cross and letters "HUMANITARIAN AID" was there. Around the plane were 5 lightly armored soldiers in WA uniforms, and about 10 crewmen in light blue jumpsuits with the same letters on the back, as the plane had on a side. Most of the crates were unpacked, or in the process of unpacking. Food rations, bottled water, bandages and other stuff like this was visible inside the opened ones. 2 of the soldier, one of which looked as if he was the leader where discussing something. When they saw the scientists, the more important one yelled.
"Hey, walk around the plane and enter through the front entrance. Don't worry, you are safe now."
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"Daddy, I'm scared," a little girl told Dr. Stan.

"I heard some Crazies were spotted," Dr. Jacobson mumbled.

(OOC: Crazies are convicts or innocent civilians who were experimented by the Rygardi military and somehow they escaped. Crazies are ruthless and almost animal-like. They act like rabid beasts and they have only two goals: kill and eat. Yep, they're cannibals. The military used these poor souls as test subjects for a special type of drug that would give their soldiers superhuman and even psychic abilities. It didn't work and those who survived were transformed into the Crazies)

Suddenly, a group of Crazies appeared. "Food! Prey! KILL! KILL! KIIILLLLL! KILL!" They appeared to be dressed in rags and poorly patched up clothes. They were headed towards the plane, sensing live prey.

"Oh God! They're going to kill us!"

Dr. Rosendale's two-month old son cried.

"Everyone run!" The scientists and their families ran for the safety of the guards. There were twelve Crazies and they were getting closer. The Crazies' clothes were stained with blood and dirt.

A Dark Assassin secretly and quietly stowed away on the plane, his stealth suit keeping him from being seen.

"You're guards right? Then protect us please!"

The Crazies drooled with hunger. Dr. Kristy Davidson's teenage son tripped and fell. He screamed as a Crazy pounced on him trying to claw his face off. "Get away from my son you abomination!" Dr. Davidson struck the Crazy with her suitcase, knocking the rabid woman off her son. "Come on!" The Crazy growled.

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"Okay, thank you."

Grisky and the other soldiers were halfway up the stairs when Dr. Abdul Sanders' transmission came over Grisky's comms. He paused and responded to Sanders' transmission.

"How'd you get on this frequency? This is a closed military frequency." Grisky shook his head. "Nevermind. If you're in contact with them, I suggest you tell them to immediately surrender to the nearest Coalition forces before they ARE killed. We weren't planning on hurting them, but we can't say the same for any of the rioters or Rygardi troops. We can guarantee safe travel to one of the Coalition controlled areas, but they're in big trouble."

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The BTR commander ducked back inside the BTR and proceeded to give orders to the other BTRs. "Fire at will, fire at will!" The BTRs aimed at the Battle Guards, using both the coaxial machine gun and 30mm autocannon.
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Dr. Sanders begged Grisky to forgive both his daughter and Bentley. "Please. Forgive them. It was a misunderstanding. It was--" He is cut off as gunshots are heard. "Oh no. The Battle Guards are trying to get through! Everyone! Quickly! Hurry to the next level! We must hurry! Dr. Irvinson! Dr. Irvinson!"

Someone screams. "Oh God! They got me! THEY GOT ME! HELP ME!" A spinechilling scream is the last thing Dr. Irvinson says.

"Close the Barrier Door! CLOSE IT!" The sound of a massive door, like a bank vault door slamming shut is heard. "The Rygardi military is determined to kill us. They believe that they will are traitors. They are ruthless, but this is beyond even them. I---" The frequency is soon cut off.

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Metacia was scared. She knew Dr. Irvinson and he had been a good friend of her family for many years. When her father's link was cut off, she was scared.

Bentley sighed. "Come on. There's another way onto that island."

"Metacia!"

"Dad!"

"Listen, the Vulshainian and Southern Yugoslavian soldiers want you and Bentley to turn yourselves in..."

"Damn, the line went dead again," Metacia cursed.

"Well, we should probably..."

"No. I want to save my father. And that's final."

The two of them had to find a way onto that island. "Hey what's that?"

"It's a news copter. Much of have been abandoned. Must be our lucky day."

They boarded the news helicopter and flew towards the island. Unfortunately, the Rygardi soldiers fired upon the helicopter, hitting the tail. "Brace yourself!" The helicopter crashed, it's blades acting like a blender as they chopped up several Rygardi soldiers. Meanwhile, the Vulshainian soliders were already landing on the island via helicopters. They rushed to the news helicopter.

"You two! Don't move! Drop the weapon Officer Bentley!"

The Vulshainian soldiers grabbed both of them and took them away. "NO! Please my father is in there!"

"Damn it, kid! OUCH!" The Lobo yelled out in pain as she bit his tail. She then kicked the other soldier between the legs. "Damn!" He dropped down too. "Come on," Metacia said.

Bentley and Metacia headed towards the Military Intelligence office building trying to avoid getting killed in the crossfire between the Rygardi and Vulshainian soldiers as they entered the building.

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The Battle Guards turned and fired at the Southern Yugoslavians and Rygardi police officers. One of them went down. However, one of them charged. Three police officers fired like crazy. "Look out!" The Battle Guard ran them over, crushing them underneath its armored feet. He then rammed into one of the BTRs and began to slowly rip open the BTR like a can opener. A police officer inside the BTR screamed. "It's going to kills us!" He turned his weapon on himself and pulled the trigger.

(OOC: I'll let you decide what happens, but he just killed himself)
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"What are those people, captain?"
"Who cares, just shoot the fuck out of'em" yelled the leader of the soldiers.
Every one of them started shooting at the creepy visitors.
"Steve, you tell the bastard in the cockpit to start up the engines, then come down here and help the scientist get inside." One of the soldiers went to do what he was asked to do.
"Ok, everyone, cover your eyes and ears" yelled captain, just before shooting a flashbang grenade from his launcher. Sure, it wouldn't kill them, but they wouldn't be able to do any harm for a minute or two. The remaining eleven attackers would then be easier to kill off, plus this would allow the scientist and crewmen to get safely on the plane.


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The attackers were on the ground, holding their heads, and yelling with pain and fright. The bullets were tearing apart their flesh. The plane's engines were already working, so the guards quickly climbed onto the plane, and closed the doors. Plane started to taxi.

"Well, it can't get any worse, boys, ain't I right?" said the captain to the crewmen and soldiers. "So, scientists. How do you like Serenitech's airlines?"
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The Crazies having overcome their fear returned to the hunt. A few of them tried to break into the plane. One of them was trying to tear the door off. One fell off and was killed by the engines (OOC: Ouch!).

The scientists and their families were scared. "Why the hell didn't you kill them all! They won't stop until either they're dead, or they eating us alive!"

"Do something!"

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Metacia and Bentley had entered the compound now. Bentley used a shotgun, firing it off at several Rygardi soldiers. The lights were flickering on and off. "Reminds me of a very scary horror movie I saw a teenager," Bentley said.

Battle Guards paced around the lobby and conference hall. They killed several of the staff. The Rygardi soldiers were also doing the same thing.

"Must be killing witnesses," Bentley whispered. "We need some help if we are to rescue your dad."

"Who are we---oh no. No no no no."

"No choice. We have to get the Vulshainians and Southern Yugoslavians to help us."

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Captain Kiviana Marshara requested assistance from any units nearby to help her break into the MIO Building.
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Plane was set in the correct place. The engines were trembling, more and more.
"Do not worry. Even if those freak were twice as strong as you and me, and I seriously doubt that a bunch of tarzans can achieve that over a soldier with 15 years of training, they won't be able to open the doors by force, or brake the windows."
Plane has suddenly launched, when engines caught thrust. As plane was coming to the end of the glade, it begun lifting. The captain turned back to the scientists.
"You see, we at Serenitech know, that some people, especially in anarchic states, might get violent over the things we are bringing them. Huh, I remember one time, during Listonian independence war, where two groups literally were fighting to death over Humanitarian Aid we brought them. We were trying to rebuild our image." He added the last sentence as if no Serenitech's action came from the good of the heart alone. Which is kind of true.
"You see, windows are bullet-proof. They won't get through. Especially now, when we rising. It will get colder, and colder, they will feel more and more uncomfortable because of the pressure, and we will be going faster and faster. There is no way they can hold on, and even if they can, they can't do anything until we land in Crystvodia, near Vodrak. And we can always inform personnel there to bring weapons. In Crystvodia, you will be packed to smaller planes, and or helis. They will carry you to the place of your new job. See, I said everything will be nice and easy. Nothing can go wrong now!"
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The scientists sighed. "Thank you for getting us out of there. You have no idea what they do to defectors!"

"If the Commissars found out, we would all be dead!"

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(OOC: Vulshain, I have a feeling you recently watched The Crazies.)
The BTR was ripped in half by the Battle Guard and tossed aside like a scrap piece of paper. Moans of the wounded were muffled by the gunfire and shouting of orders by those who were still alive. The Battle Guard turned on another BTR and prepared to rip it in half as well. Suddenly, a column of Type 10 Prowlers rolled into the square. The tanks came to a stop beside each other and proceeded to fire multiple armor piercing rounds into the remaining Battle Guards, dispatching them. Nikov emerged from his torn apart BTR and approached the tanks, coughing and holding his arm. A tank commander emerged from his tank and approached Nikov.

"About time the heavy armor got here."

"Yeah, sorry about that. We met heavier resistance than we anticipated. One of those guys too."


The tank commander motioned towards a destroyed Battle Guard.

"Took out one of our tanks before we figured out how to kill it."

"Well, you're here now. At least we'll have heavier cover so we can MEDEVAC our wounded."

"They're already on their way."
Two lobos appeared from a crumbling building, dressed in urban colors with SR-91 sniper systems slung over their shoulders. "We saw that BTR get ripped apart, and the lieutenant here saw the tanks a few blocks away. After directing them to you, we called for a MEDEVAC."

"Well, thanks."
Nikov replied to the two snipers.

"Captain Priznok and Lieutenant Mikovich." Priznok shook Nikov's hand.

"So how long have you and Mikovich been in that building?"

"A few days. We're forward scouts. And now that you're here, we'll be moving up. Now if you'll excuse us, we need to collect our stuff. Good luck Lieutenant."


Priznok and Mikovich headed back into the building, and two Mi-8s arrived overhead, dropping Stokes baskets to the BTRs. The tank commander climbed back onto his tank. "Well, good luck lieutenant. And be sure to get that arm checked out."

"Will do."
The tanks began moving once again to other hotspots, and Nikov headed towards his crippled BTR to receive treatment.


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A group of Vulshainian T-90 tanks rolled up. The tank commander, a golden furred vulpine with a brown eye and a blue eye stuck his head out. "Looks like it was some party. You folks need any help here?" The tanks were escorting some medics along with some TOS-1 multiple rocket launchers and BM-30 Smerch MRLs. "Podpolkóvnik Alexander Karlovnik of the Vulshainian Ground Forces' 21st Tank Division." He said something in Unonian.
OOC: Unonian will be in Green.

"I want medics to our Southern Yugoslavian comrades pronto!"

Several medics then ran towards the damaged BTRs.

Alexander looked at the downed Battle Guards. "Damn, I've seen only one of those beasts, but I've never seen them in a group! Rygard must be getting desperate." He then noticed the Rygardi police officers. "Hey, what are they doing here?" He wasn't angry or mad, just merely surprised.


OOC: Yep. I saw the modern remake of Crazies several weeks ago with my dad.
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Nikov looked up at Alexander from the destroyed BTR. "Most aren't putting up a fight against us. We've got their support."
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"Well that's good. What with all these zealot soldiers, fanatical commisars, and rioters, it's good to have some help from the local cops. Wait..."

He listened to his com. "Seems my fellow Vulshainians need some help near the city hall. You game?"
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A medic got on one knee next to Nikov and began cutting away at his sleeve and revealed Nikov's arm. A large gash ran from his shoulder down to his elbow, and a fractured forearm. Nikov looked up at Alexander.

"Well, I'm not game for anything except a bed in a MASH in Esteroak, a purple heart and a few weeks leave. The other guys over there might be up to it." Nikov motioned towards the other BTRs. The medic placed gauze on the wound and placed his arm in a splint. "Good luck." The medic helped Nikov up and they moved over to a low hovering helicopter.
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Alexander nodded. "Sure. I hope you get better. And don't worry. We'll give them hell."

The Vulshainian and Southern Yugoslavian convoy started to get ready to move.

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Meanwhile the same propraganda was still being broadcasted across the airwaves.
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Once the wounded were evacuated, the convoy began moving towards the pinned down Vulshainians at City Hall.
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The convoy eventually arrived where the Vulshainian Ground Forces were besieging the City Hall. A captain was waiting. "Nice of you folks to join us. We got a few countersnipers and snipers helping to clean out any problems we might have. We can't destroy the City Hall as High Command wants us to storm the place. I've called in the Ground Forces' Delta Red Team to help us out."

There were a group of Vulshainian soldiers wearing red berets, waiting to move in. "That's Captain Nicholi Elenru. If any of you Southern Yugoslavians want to go in there, he's the vulpine to talk to."
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The lead BTR's hatches popped open and let seven soldiers climb out, each wearing a Ranger shoulder patch. They approached Captain Nicholi Elenru, the squad leader in front.

"Captain Elenru." The squad leader shook Elenru's hand. "Captain Andrei Lebel, 32nd Ranger Regiment, 1st Battalion. We'd like to assist in the capture of City Hall."

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Captain Nicholi Elenru smiled as he shook the Southern Yugoslavian's hand. "Glad to have your help. We are planning to move in when they give us the signal. Should be any minute now. So, get your Rangers ready to move the moment we get the signal. And don't worry, you can't miss it."

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The Vulshainians around the Military Intelligence building were still having trouble taking the building, although, they did have the Rygardi trapped inside. A snipers took out the enemy one by one, allowing the Vulshainians to take the area one step at a time.
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Lebel walked back to the waiting Rangers, and they began preparing to launch the assault when the signal was given.
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One of the Vulshainian snipers, hidden behind some cover, launched a flare.

"There's the signal! Move! MOVE!"

Captain Nicholi Elenru yelled out to the Southern Yugoslavians to start moving as well as they made their way towards City Hall, while being given cover fire by their comrades. Captain Nicholi took down some Rygardi soldiers as they headed towards a side entrance.
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The Rangers followed close behind the Vulshainians, eliminating enemies as they moved to the side of the building, and stacked up next to the door.
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"Alright, blow the knob off!" The Vulshainian Delta Red soldiers attached some explosive gel to the door, not enough to hurt them but enough to blow the lock off. The door blew off. "Go! Go!" The Vulshainians filed in, after checking to make sure there were no surprises first. They did a quick sweep of the entrance and went inside, eliminating a couple of Rygardi soldiers. The stairs leading to the second floor was clear, except for a few scared and terrified city employees. "Okay, second floor is clear. We're moving up to the third and fourth floors. A Rygardi general is located on the fifth floor. We are to eliminate him and the comissar that's with him. We need some people to stay here on the second floor and provide cover just in case the Rygardi decide to fall back inside City Hall. Any volunteers?"
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Lebel pointed to another Ranger. "You're with me. We'll go up and help the Vulshainians. The rest of you keep us covered and start getting these people out of here."
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The Vulshainians led the way. One of them tossed a flashbang around the corner. Screams and curses could be heard. "Go! Go!" The Vulshainians took down several guards. A commissar wearing goggles and a gas mask appeared with several other guards. "Kill them! For Rygard!"

The Vulshainians and Southern Yugoslavians fired back, taking the commissar and guards down. "Alright, we are also to where the Deputy Mayor is..." Shouting could be heard.

"I told you for the last time, I don't know of any secrets! I'm just the Deputy Mayor!"

"Damn it! Where are the documents!?"

"I don't know!"

"You idiot! Those mongrels will kill us both!"

"I'm innocent! It's the Mayor you want! Not me!"

"You knew what the Mayor was doing!"

The Vulshainian Captain whispered to his men and the Southern Yugoslavians. "Okay on three we kick the door down and move in fast."

"One..."

"If I don't find those documents, my organization is finished!"

"I told the Mayor it wasn't a good idea."

"You know where there are!"

"Two..."

"Where are they!?"

"Behind the painting of Merrill Rivers in a safe! Please don't kill me!"

"Three!" The Vulshainians and Southern Yugoslavians burst down the door. "Everyone freeze---Oh Hell!"

The man who was with the Deputy Mayor was a Vulshainian DIEIS Agent. "Oh damn."
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OOC: EM gave me permission to use his ships in this attack.

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Danorcius, Capital of the Armed Republic of Rygard, 11:45 PM November 22, 2011

The East Malaysian warships powered up their weapons and fired on the Prototype Lasers just as the lasers began to reach critical. The lasers blew apart, taking a few Rygardi soldiers with them. Thankfully, the lasers weren't close to any civilian buildings.

Inside the gargoyle decorated Office of the Republican Military Forces, located a few blocks away from the Presidential Stronghold, Secretary of Defense Constantine Atellus was horrified at what he was told. The East Malaysians had destroyed the three Prototypes. What did this mean, he was unsure of.
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Captain Andrei Lebel lit a cigarette as he looked down on the burning city below. A few other Rangers napped on top of the BTRs as a stream of armored vehicles passed heading towards Dorden. He looked up and blew smoke as transport and attack helicopters flew over. Another Ranger, Sergey Basov, walked up to him taking a drag from his cigarette. He leaned against the BTR and looked over to Lebel.

"Some hellhole we get to go into, huh Captain?"

Lebel sighed. "Yeah. That should be fun." He finished his cigarette and put it out on his boot. He tossed it into the road between vehicles. He picked up his rifle and slung it across his back. A few explosions occurred inside the city, the boom echoing throughout the valley. Barov tossed his cigarette into the road and kept his rifle slung on his back. Lebel slid his visor down and looked at the map on the HUD.

"How much is ours?" Barov asked, climbing on top of the BTR.

"A few blocks in." Lebel replied. "We'll probably be called up in a few hours."

Barov sighed. "Alright. Let me know when we get moving." He took his helmet off and started to doze off. Lebel slid the visor up and walked to the other side of the BTRs, where some of the Rangers played cards in the light of a small fire. He sat next to them and watched.
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Inside Dorden



The scene inside was something straight out of an apocalyptic movie. Ruined buildings were on fire, cars were overturned, and other such features were present. And the people, were more like animals or monsters, than people. Most of them were dressed in orange prison uniforms, although some were wearing straitjackets and masks. One of them was bald and appeared to have killed several Rygardi civilians and was busy tallying the number of people he killed by scarring his right arm. Another wore a tin fold hat while shouting out utter nonsense and jibberish.

Some of the prisoners were even more outlandish, some dressed up as crazy clowns and others dressed in tuxedos and tophats while killing Rygardi citizens and soldiers with machine guns while sipping tea. One was busy making a shirt made out of the hairs of her victims.

A criminal was busy spraypainting on the 'Welcome to Dorden' sign, adding:

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Welcome to Dorden: Psycho City!  Stay because we are crazy for you...TO DIE!



One criminal wearing a straitjacket that had been cut loose, waved the very long sleeves about, yelling, "It's a beautiful world! Oh dead bodies all around us! Happy! Happy! Joy! Joy! It's party time people!"

Dorden had literally fallen into chaos.

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Near the Southern Yugoslavian controlled area of Dorden

The police, wearing riot gear, were busy falling back. "Fall back! Fall back!"

"There's too many! ARRRRGGGGHHHH!" The officer was cut down by an orange jumpsuit psycho wielding a butcher knife and a tommy gun. Blood splattered over the orange jumpsuit.

"They got Paul!"

"Fall back damn it!"

The escaped prisoners had taken weapons and armor from fallen soldiers and police officers. A M1A1 Abrams tank, painted to look like a mermaid, rolled over and crushed several squad cars. An escaped convict was busy wielding two swords, cutting down cops, while he disco danced.
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Somewhere inside Dorden, 2312 hours 03 March 2012

Lebel walked inside the abandoned hotel lobby, his exhausted troops already laying down and relaxing on the various stained couches and chairs scattered throughout the lobby. A few spoke silently and played cards on a coffee table while others napped on the ruined couches and the floor. A hard rain had begun, forming puddles quickly while flashes of lightning cracked open the sky. Occasionally gunfire and explosions could be heard through the thunder, but the fighting had calmed down during the storm. Lebel walked to the receptionist desk while broken glass from the massive windows cracked under his steel-toed boots. With a sigh of exhaustion, Lebel set his helmet on the desk and sat down in the black leather rolling chair. He pulled out a small brown book and began to write.

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March 3, 2012

Dorden is one hell of a mess. Psychos running around everywhere and the riot police have done nothing. Rain's finally come, and it's calmed things down around here. We can still here gunfire every once in a while, and a jet fly over followed by an explosion. We found an abandoned hotel to stay in, we've got the BTRs in the first floor of the parking garage right across the street so they're still visible to us. There's a few guys over there too, so the BTRs should be safe.

We encountered a few of those psychos earlier today, before the rain. Killed them. It wasn't a difficult decision to make considering they had blood soaked clothes and fucking machetes. We hooked up with 1st Armored shortly after that. Met a sergeant by the name of Riskotov. Said they were off to clear out some mall downtown. I wouldn't be heading downtown, I've heard stories about it already. Worst criminals are down around there, and I'm sure the mall is filled to the brim with them. Wonder if they'll just drive the tanks right through, or even hit it with enough explosives to collapse it. Either way, shitty place to go.

We'll probably stay here for a few hours at least until the rain lets up. The men deserve a rest, you can see how exhausted they are. Hell, I could use a nap too.


Lebel put the book back in his pocket and walked over to a vacant couch. Lebel lay down and placed his rifle next to him, barrel pointing down, and his helmet on his chest. He finally dozed off to the sound of rain a few minutes later.
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Dorden Mall

The mall was infested with criminals and street gangs. Dorden was always a cesspool for Rygard's criminals, but what with the invasion and civil war, the cesspool had overflowed. The street gangs went by such names as the Bloodstained Skulls, the Demons, Hell's Clowns, Eagle Screamers, and the Amazon Bikers.

The mall's gangs were apparently run by a man named the Skullface Don. The Skullface Don wore a pinstripe suit like a 1920s gangster. But what was quite unusual was a white metal skull mask that seemed fused to his skin. He had his lackeys lay up defenses. And to make sure no goody-to-shoe soldier decided to make a charge, he had taken several hostages.

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Mike the Scarred was used to this. He didn't see himself as a villain or a monster. No. He was salvation incarnate, sent by God to save the wicked from themselves. Each time he saved someone's immortal soul, he would scar his body to keep track of how many people he had saved. It was a neverending job, but God needed someone to do it. He was once Mike Evermoore, a low-management accountant, who lost everything. He was going to kill himself, but a mugger tried to rob him. Without thinking Mike slashed opened the mugger's throat with the mugger's own knife. Mike then realized that God didn't want him to die, and what had happened was a message from God to go out in the world and free God's Children from their sinful bodies of flesh and blood. They could not go to Heaven if they were trapped in such sinful bodies. It was his job to save them. Still, he was confused by these non-humans. He knew that God created Humans, so maybe God had created non-humans too, right?

He spotted his sinner to save. He grabbed the woman's hair. She screamed. They were near where Captain Andrei Lebel and his men were. She screamed her last.

Nearby a giant of a man wearing some sort of skintight bodysuit smashed Rygardi tanks and police cruisers like a child having a tantrum. (OOC: Think Bane from DC Comics) Tubes attached to some sort of backpack pumped eerie green liquid into the man's body.

A homeless man sleeping in the same building as Captain Andrei Lebel was suprised by the strangers in his house. "Most people knock when they want to crash at someone's house, but if I kick you folks out into the streets where the crazies are, well, what kind of person would I be." His clothes were ragged and dirty. He offered some stale bread and moldy cheese to the Southern Yugoslavians.
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