Operation Blue Pearl
Nobody is quite sure how the Chinese got involved in the feud over oil in the Middle East. Many say that the Middle Eastern Coalition made a pact to share their oil. And when the Americans conquered it, China's advance was brutal, slaughtering many brave Americans fighting for freedom of their own country. It is here that the story of private Groener comes in. He was a member of the USMC strike team that attacked a critical port along Southern China. Their objective was to capture the port, and then the city. A strike force 500 men is not enough to conquer an entire city. Especially because of the under trained men. The battle which went horribly wrong showed one man the horrors that await those who dare to fight for a country of which would ultimately abandon them behind enemy lines.
Chapter 1
The sun came up slowly, casting a golden glow on the waters of the Men'uiea Harbor. Private Jonathan Groener was leaning over the rail of the U.S.S Saint Helens. His gut told him something was horribly wrong. The harbor which should have been bustling with people selling fish, vegetables, rice, was all gone. Not a whisper was heard. It was then his sergeant walked up. Something, wrong Groener he said. He replied, I have been to fish markets back home. Children were laughing, playing; I could hear people talking selling everything you could imagine. But here, it is silent, almost as if everyone's dead. They probably are Sarge said. Sarge was a tall man, with black skin. He was often called the most intimidating man alive, except for the frigging Admiral. Were set to land in about ten minutes, so grab your gear. Groener walked to his cabin near the mess hall and grabbed his armor, and then went to the ships armory for the weapons. He selected an M4 carbine, 92FS Beretta, 6 HE grenades, three pounds of C4,
And one standard issue knife. As he walked out of the armory, he thought: God, I hope I don't have to use this knife, it will make one hell of a mess. Next he walked to get his squad mates. There was Crabsen the demolitions man, a short beefy man of about twenty-five, Sholksor, the teams sniper, his grim look on life was as intense as his concentration when aiming. And last but not least Dalert, the support. He was the only one on the team allowed(other than sarge) to carry the M249 SAW HMG. He also carried all the ammunition. He was tall, strong, and able to run thirty feet with one hundred pounds of bullets.
Groener said to the lot, Okay, guys sarge says we move out now get to the boat station. Crabsen said screw that we should just go AWOL, I ain't gonna waste my head on some stupid harbor. Dalert stood up and yelled at him: You didn't have to do this you joined up so shut up, pack up, and move out soldier.
I still don't get it Crabsen said muttering as he walked to the boat station. Sholksor had remained silent this whole shout off and quietly said, He runs I shoot him in the back, and got up and walked towards the armory. Dalert said to Groener I swear of all the people in the military I get stuck with those two. I feel the same way Dalert was his reply. Now let's go to boat dock.
Groener was surprised to see how fast time went when you are on a boat going straight to hell. He thought it would be slow painful, now he wished it had been dragged out. Quiet men, Sarge said. Our first objective is to capture the town square once were down that we take the market, then fish market, then the construction yards. Roger that, they all said simultaneously. They captured the square without a hitch no Chinese nothing. Is China even here muttered Dalert to himself, peering through the sights of his machine gun. Okay men to the mark- everything suddenly was a blur, the hut next to him exploded, suddenly the Chinese soldiers were swarming. Son of a bitch yelled Sarge where that's danm air support. Groener looked to his left and shot a charging soldier and shot the man's friend who tried to help him. He suddenly felt a wave of incredible guilt, why did I do that he just wanted to save his friend? He thought before the battle ripped him back into the real world. He took cover near Sholksor who was shooting at several Chinese at once with his sniper. I'm too danm close to be effective, cover me while I get to that building there gesturing to a small concrete house. Groener jumped out of cover and fired at the soldiers who tried to hit Sholksor as he ran towards the house. As Sholksor reached the house an APC came up carrying 4 Chinese soldiers who leapt out and started firing at some other Marines. Two of the Marines fell down, and yelled MEDIC! Shit, Groener thought at his rate we won't be able to get into the city. One of the Chinese men was cut down by a bullet to the brain from Sholksor's M24 rifle. The man's blood flew into a fellow Chinese soldier blinding him and he too was killed by Sholksor. Groener could hear Sholksor over his radio, f***ing Chinese men die faster! Sarge was seen throwing a colored grenade marking an airstrike on the APC which was chewing through marines with its cannon. Groener as well as the rest of the marines and, his squad took cover. Not five seconds later the roars of an A-10 Warthog came in. The APC blew up in an explosion which was more than sufficient to penetrate the APC thin armor. But the battle wasn't over yet. A few Chinese spec ops were attempting to kill Sarge from a building. Groener said into his radio Dalert, do you see those men sneaking up on Sarge, shoot there brains all over that wall. Roger that, was Dalert's only reply. Seconds later, the ground was thrown up and the two spec ops men were thrown off their feet. Sarge said "what kind of s**t" are you trying to pull with that Dalert you nearly shot me! Sorry sir it was my fault I told him too. Yeah I know and thanks. Now let's end this battle and get the hell to that market. Crabsen said through the chatter of the battle well, you guys fought I rigged this place now move! They all knew to do exactly to what he said. There was an unfortunate incident involving Crabsen and a rookie. All that needs to be said is that the rookie was in the hospital for months. Move, move, move Sarge yelled. They cleared the square. And Crabsen chuckled and pressed the red button on the remote detonator. The entire square went up in an explosion. A few men flew in the air then everything was silent. Sholksor walked up and said to them all we should rest, and then move on to attack the market. I agree said Sarge. He radioed into command and said we are requesting a three hours rest sir. A voice cackled over the radio permission granted. Rest up boys then move on to your next objectives. Roger that Sarge said then he turned the radio off. Groener was suddenly very tired. He slipped into sleep. And dreamed about the men he had just killed. And every second he regretted it. But he told himself you had too. They would have shot you. But his guilt didn't listen.
When Groener awoke, he was stiff all over and the rest of his squad, except for Sholksor. Dalert was dozing, as well as Crabsen and surprisingly Sarge too. Groener picked up the radio Sarge's command radio and asked for any side orders or secondary objectives. All they said was that they needed some Chinese weapons and fragments of metal from the junked APC. When he asked why, they said classified. All I can say said the man is that we need to study it. Okay thought Groener. Let's find some metal. He walked out of the concrete building and walked to where the APC wreckage was. When he inspected the metal, he found what looked like pieces of clay on the inside in between two layers of metal.. Is this what there studying? He thought. Then it dawned on him, it was C4 wired up so that if the APC was damaged it could be detonated at a key position. The crew would probably die but they would strike one final blow. He picked up several pieces of plating then put it into a bag and stuck a radio transmitter in it. Now high command would find it. He picked up a Chinese Bachira handgun, QBZ Carbine. He stuck those in the bag as well. By then Sholksor had returned. Groener inquired to where he went. I woke up early and I went scouting, I learned about the enemy positions near the fish market, and the fresh food market. They have another APC set up, and an anti tank ground weapon. I'm also pretty sure I saw a few Chinese with an ERYX handheld rocket weapon. There obviously expecting an armored assault. We should tell Sarge Groener replied. I already told him. He must have dozed off again Sholksor said. Dalert and Crabsen had just woken up and Sarge was about to. Sarge walked up and said, I just got orders to attack the fresh fish, and fresh food market. Sholksor, your Intel was invaluable and as we speak a squad of commandos, have taken the fresh food market for us. So, let's move out to the fish market. They proceeded down an alley towards the fresh fish market. As they neared a street in the small town, a squad of Chinese Special Forces pulled up in a jeep. Quickly, Groener and his squad readied themselves for an ambush. Sarge yelled now, and they all jumped out of cover and fired on the Chinese soldiers. Three of the five fell immediately when the other two took cover behind a stone wall. Crabsen snuck up and jumped around the corner and blasted the two men with his M16. The team then took the Chinese vehicle. They drove along for about five minutes before they reached the fish market. The market was dead and no Chinese were in sight. They walked up all looking through the sights of their weapons there wasn't a whisper. Where's the rest of our forces Dalert said aloud. Then they walked around a large stone wall holding up a building around the corner were dead marines. Their blood had stained the waters of the canal. They had all been shot and were obviously thrown into the canal. That has to be at least the one fifth of the expeditionary force Sarge said sadly. A fellow squad walked up and the squad leader said, Saw the whole bloody thing, a couple of squads tried to sneak up and were shot and the Chinese threw their bodies into that canal. We shot them so, you don't have to worry. They finished capturing the market, and were met with minimal resistance. Groener and his squad walked into a nearby house and fell asleep.
He awoke to a scene of carnage. The building he had been in was burned out and destroyed. The roar of a jet was barely audible to him. He realized that a jet had launched an attack and hit the building he had been in. He was suddenly very worried that his friends were dead. Sarge ran up with the rest of his squad and a wave of relief flooded over him. Sarge yelled three Chinese squads six, eight, and twelve o'clock, let's give him hell. Groener ran into the ruined building and found his carbine and joined the fray. An American was shot and he flew into the canal. A Chinese was shot in the head and it exploded in a burst of blood. He fell down and a pool of blood collected around his head. Sholksor's gravelly voice came over the comm. got that bugger! Groener fired at a charging soldier holding an AK-47. The man went down riddled with bullets. Dalert ran bye and fired his gun into a jeep. The crew were all killed. Sarge fired his M203 grenade launcher at two soldiers in cover. The grenade travelled over the short wall and the two Chinese men flew over the wall, one landed and clutched his leg which had a piece of shrapnel in it. Sarge walked up and pulled out his pistol. He shot the man in the head and followed up on the guys buddy. Sarge yelled "only good Chinese soldier is a dead one". Another Chinese soldier jumped out of cover and fired his ERYX rocket at another squad of marines. The four men flew in the air and landed several of them were missing limbs, screaming in pain. The Chinese soldier charged with his type 85 machine gun and fired it into the Marines that were still alive. The anti-tank soldier was ripped of his feet by Dalert's heavy machine gun. The market was in total chaos. Soldiers were being shot left and right, American and Chinese. Then Groener saw Sarge pull out one of those colored smoke grenades. He threw it perfectly into the enemy positions. An A-10 jet unloaded hundreds of pounds of bombs on the enemy positions. What little strategic value was left of the market wasn't really worth defending. The entire market and some buildings around it were completely destroyed. It was just flat black land. And then he heard it a few steps behind him and he felt a cold object slide between his lower ribs, searing pain and then black…..
To be continued……
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