You shouldn't have been at war

[Fizzydog]

The Generals and Wenzel were blinded by the light, and jumped on the ground.

They were all screaming, unable to see or move.

Edited April 17, 2010 by Fizzydog

[Zoot Zoot]

The soldiers ran into the room and realised these were NOT the terrorists.
The lead officer helped the NTR officials up and threw on an English accent.
"Sorry mate, wrong room, we read the command bunker was the other direction, we believed this to be the room where your President was being held and was going to rescue him"

As he said this, the SAS team secured the door and kept watch.

OOC

A breaching charge wouldnt kill anyone mate, its on the otherside of the door for a start so the energy is released in the other direction after fracturing the lock, IRL, your guy would be fine.

[Fizzydog]

OoC: Kay, changed.

IC: Wenzel and Tojo stood up, fazed and dizzy. They realized these were just troops attempting to help. Tojo said to them, "Thank you, but we do not need you help. Just stay here until we get Yiroshi. We already have a plan."

[Zoot Zoot]

"With respect General, if you dont need our help, we are leaving, if you try and stop us, well, it wont end well.
Have a nice day and for the love of God, keep your goddamn special weapons in a storage bunker deep under the earth and given the recent security breach involving one of them being stolen, a Battallion strength guard unit."

With that, the team exfilled back up the tunnel and dismantled their booby traps.
Sprinting back up the tunnel, the team laid several pounds of C4 around the tunnel near the breaching entrance before belting it back into the swewers and running for all their worth before drtonating the explosives, sealing that end of the tunnel and concealing their entrance breach.

Apon reaching the open air, the soldiers carried on running towards the NTR/NR border, sticking to woodland and animal paths to move.

[Zoot Zoot]

The special ops team had been moving now for hours at a forced march and the sun was now high in the sky, forcing them to lay low in the woods again until darkness, and then Darkness came.
The soldiers moved towards the coast now and were picked up by a Canadian naval asset disguised as a fishing boat and they made their way home.

The AC130 also made it home without incident.

[Silhouette]

[quote name='Fizzydog' date='18 April 2010 - 01:49 AM' timestamp='1271512151' post='2263838']
Wenzel and a large amount of very important guards stepped out of the ground.
"we have an announcement." He said. "NTR has got this under control. Attacking any NTR buildings will be a declartion of war. WE are not terrorist. WE are trying our best. Please do hit or kill any NTR civilians, soldiers, or persons of NTR unless engaged first. Please, thank you if you are hepling." And with that, they disappeared to the undergrounds.
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After a moments hesitation, Winters ordered his team to search the immediate area. It didn't take them long to find the tunnel entrances. A few minutes later they were following Wenzel's path down the tunnel. Conveniently enough, it led them in exactly the direction they wanted to go. After a long time walking down the damp, dreary tunnel, they stopped dead at the muffled crack of explosives. They moved as one, huddled as close to the ground as their legs would allow, and staying in the dead centre of the tunnel. It was a common misconception that bullets ricocheted like rubber balls. On the contrary, they hugged walls, so squeezing yourself against one was as good as a death sentence in a firefight.

They arrived just in time to see the SAS team retreating. These lads had already made a perfect breach for his team to use. A few brief hand signals later, and they were storming through the breach, weapons tight to their shoulders.

"Nobody moves!" Winters cried, aiming his weapon at the nearest occupant of the room.

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In the skies above, the C-130 made one final pass over the target before retreating to refuel. Charleston was a frightful mess. Fires were burning all over the city from what the pilot could only assume was some sort of bombardment. In fact, he could have sworn he saw muzzle flash in the distant sky, followed by a brilliant detonation on the ground. Whoever this mysterious flier was, his gunner was on lethally accurate son of a !@#$%*. One low pass over the coast later, and his final package had been deployed. With any luck, nobody would get in the way of the RHIB now drifting down towards the sea. It would be a bloody bad day for anyone who did.