Kaede Alexeivich Posted May 9, 2010 Report Share Posted May 9, 2010 "Have they begun the operation yet?" A scratchy, metallic voice, sounding more like it came from a metal box than a human, reached the ears of the man, who winced at the sound. Not far in front of him, there was some rustling, a click, and a dim light alighted; a cigarette that was the only thing now that lit up the otherwise completely dark room. Of what the man could see from the cigarette's small light, the smoker was a middle-aged man. His face was wrinkled and hung like jowls, and his mouth was thin and looked almost angry. "Er, yes." the man straightened up at the question. "Today is the scheduled moment. They should be starting soon..." "Well done." The smoker complimented as a ring of wispy smoke rose from his lips. "With the arms we have provided, the guards should be quickly overtaken..." "Yes sir." "I expect a report on their success soon, so we can then make our move." He held the smoke in his mouth for several seconds, and then silently it poured out. "If it all does not go completely according to plan, we will certainly fail, and I will get to see Gregor for the last time..." --Within the Bleeding Woods, Khador, Isara Alliance-- "And that is the first of many good soldiers to die today." As this was said, the body of an Isaran soldier hit the dirt ground. From his stomach area, blood flowed over the mud and dust that covered the ground of the labour camp. Above him, a man in a white t-shirt and stained and dirty jeans held a knife that had blood in it right down to the hilt. Below his bald head was something that could hardly be called a face. Behind him were many similarly dressed people, carrying assault rifles and shotguns. "After this, we'll be free to be out of this godforsaken forest..." he growled. "After we've killed all these !@#$%^& guards..." Behind him, hardened criminals, ruthless and hateful, roared in approval. By now, it no longer mattered if the soldiers patrolling the camp would hear their call. With the savagery and brutality only criminals who had been forced to work their lives in Isara's labour camps could muster, they attacked the guards, who, in spite of their technological and numerical advantage, faced a merciless and furious army of murderers and assaulters. By that evening, the battle had ended. The troops had called in reinforcements, and the rebels were ruthlessly run down by heavy machine guns and tanks. Of the original workforce, none were left alive, no prisoners were taken by the Alliance troops. However, across the secluded regions of Isara, similar uprisings were occurring. The rebels spilled from the labour camps, and set up camps and bases within the remote forests of the Alliance. Meanwhile, Isara was mobilizing to counter the rebels. Soldiers, tanks, APCs rumbled through the forests while helicopters scouted the woods from above. The hope was to contain the rebellion before it reached the cities and populated regions of the Alliance. However, rumours of combat and rebellion in the forests of Isara soon reached the ears of the people, and these rumours began to spread across the Alliance and over borders, of a possible rebellion. OOC: Feel free to comment OOC or IC, but be aware that almost all of this is classified except for rumours of a rebellion. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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