A/N: Thanks for at least opening the story up. Please, R&R. I know the first chapter is a little short so I am sorry…
Chapter
One: Out of No Where
Just Outside of Baghdad, Iraq, 200
Hours
Forward Base: Gamma
"What the hell?" American Private John Linkin thought aloud, "Holy Crap!" He ran to the phone in the radar room. "Get me the Brigadier General," He told the yeoman who picked up on the other end.
"What is it?" the Brigadier asked as he yawned. "Sir there are approximately fifty GLA-" The line went dead as GLA shells hit the building. An alarm sounded all throughout the base. Soon, ten Crusader tanks had taken up defensive positions around the base. While there was only a small number of them, the infantry was the bulk of the American force stationed there. Nearly two hundred Missile Defenders had taken up positions as well.
The enemy tanks started to come. There was nearly twice the amount of hostiles as they had thought, but the Missile Defenders were ready. In a few minutes the GLA tanks were cut down to seventy-five and the number was dropping quickly.
A Few Miles North
"The Purifier is nearly over its target," A GLA pilot said over his radio, "Permission to launch?" "Permission granted," Came the reply. Soon the plane was above the poorly defended base, within seconds the base was covered in a mix of deadly toxins.
The Missile Defenders quickly fell to the murderous anthrax while the Marauder Tanks made short work of the American Crusaders. Rebels waited for the toxins to clear, when they finally did the rebels charged in to claim the American buildings for their glorious cause.
Soon the base was repaired and in GLA hands. Production started quickly. Scores of Humvees and Crusader Tanks were being prepared. The only building that had been lost was Strategy Center which would take a little time to rebuild.
