"This is Mastermind to air control, how many Orca transports do you have
down there?" queried Masterson
"Air control to Mastermind" they replied "We've got 3"
Masterson kicked the table in frustration. "Send M' down" he mumbled "Mastermind, Over and out" This, my friends, was NOT shaping up to be Captain Roy Masterson's day at all.
Eric was mounted in the crawl position behind a giant mound of dead bodies, dirt, dislodged tarmac, destroyed cars, and the like, forming a great trench, from which they fired on the advancing brotherhood troops. He saw the 3 transports arrive from the southeast, the brotherhood made note to gun the central one down in a spectacular display of fireworks, and dealt some heavy damage to a second.
The transport landed, and some men in full uniform with M4 Carbines ushered the men into the portal in the side of the transport, they could accommodate about 100 people each; there were about 400,000 civilians in Waco. A tidal wave of people shrank slowly, then the guards began to push people back, one of the guards was grabbed by the arm, then by his hair, then his foot, he was dragged under.
They took off again, but aside from the far off sounds of battle, none could be heard. Then, a woman cradling a 3-year-old boy, with tears disproportionately streaming down his soiled face screamed:
"Wait, you cant just leave us here!!!!!!!"
Then they all opened fire with shouting, whistling, and high pitched screaming, just as a SAM site opened fire on one of the Orcas, bringing it down, killing the little over 100 people inside. The third one escaped the onslaught, but was forced to make an emergency water landing in the Gulf of Mexico, and eventually sank.
Eric jumped up and fired his .50 Desert eagle, 2 nod troops, and a black- hand sniper injured by the fire, he also struck a petrol barrel in an overturned truck that read "Oilcow trucking" there was a great explosion, and several GDI soldiers and some officers were killed; they were romping through the city like an angry bull at a Texas rodeo.
Eric shook his head, grimacing like he had a bad taste in his mouth; he knew what he had to do; he ran for the site, struggling to get through the masses of people; he saw a 16 year old boy drive off in his car,
Angered, Eric screamed after it "Get back here with my t-bird, you dirty sonuvabitch!"
Laura hung over her porch rail; she had a backpack full of neccessable necessities; Eric lifted her by the arms over the rail, they began to flee the city of flames; as it would become to be known.
They jogged along the panicked streets, bullets licking the blacktop as they ran; They came to a toll bridge out of the city, the arm was down, the attendant's corpse lay in the seat, he had been burned alive.
Eric struggled to hoist the great arm, Laura ducked and ran under, and Eric vaulted over the top. They ran as fast as could out of the city; when they came to the desert outside Waco, they could see aircraft whizzing about like gnats on a hot summer's day, the city smoked, skyscrapers collapsed in such a show that none had seen for 29 years.
It was 180 miles to Huston; the expedition would take 2-3 weeks to complete; but from there, the world was theirs
To command…
…And to conquer.
"Kill one man, they call you a murderer. Kill a million men, and they call you a conqueror"
-John Lithgow, Cliffhanger
"Air control to Mastermind" they replied "We've got 3"
Masterson kicked the table in frustration. "Send M' down" he mumbled "Mastermind, Over and out" This, my friends, was NOT shaping up to be Captain Roy Masterson's day at all.
Eric was mounted in the crawl position behind a giant mound of dead bodies, dirt, dislodged tarmac, destroyed cars, and the like, forming a great trench, from which they fired on the advancing brotherhood troops. He saw the 3 transports arrive from the southeast, the brotherhood made note to gun the central one down in a spectacular display of fireworks, and dealt some heavy damage to a second.
The transport landed, and some men in full uniform with M4 Carbines ushered the men into the portal in the side of the transport, they could accommodate about 100 people each; there were about 400,000 civilians in Waco. A tidal wave of people shrank slowly, then the guards began to push people back, one of the guards was grabbed by the arm, then by his hair, then his foot, he was dragged under.
They took off again, but aside from the far off sounds of battle, none could be heard. Then, a woman cradling a 3-year-old boy, with tears disproportionately streaming down his soiled face screamed:
"Wait, you cant just leave us here!!!!!!!"
Then they all opened fire with shouting, whistling, and high pitched screaming, just as a SAM site opened fire on one of the Orcas, bringing it down, killing the little over 100 people inside. The third one escaped the onslaught, but was forced to make an emergency water landing in the Gulf of Mexico, and eventually sank.
Eric jumped up and fired his .50 Desert eagle, 2 nod troops, and a black- hand sniper injured by the fire, he also struck a petrol barrel in an overturned truck that read "Oilcow trucking" there was a great explosion, and several GDI soldiers and some officers were killed; they were romping through the city like an angry bull at a Texas rodeo.
Eric shook his head, grimacing like he had a bad taste in his mouth; he knew what he had to do; he ran for the site, struggling to get through the masses of people; he saw a 16 year old boy drive off in his car,
Angered, Eric screamed after it "Get back here with my t-bird, you dirty sonuvabitch!"
Laura hung over her porch rail; she had a backpack full of neccessable necessities; Eric lifted her by the arms over the rail, they began to flee the city of flames; as it would become to be known.
They jogged along the panicked streets, bullets licking the blacktop as they ran; They came to a toll bridge out of the city, the arm was down, the attendant's corpse lay in the seat, he had been burned alive.
Eric struggled to hoist the great arm, Laura ducked and ran under, and Eric vaulted over the top. They ran as fast as could out of the city; when they came to the desert outside Waco, they could see aircraft whizzing about like gnats on a hot summer's day, the city smoked, skyscrapers collapsed in such a show that none had seen for 29 years.
It was 180 miles to Huston; the expedition would take 2-3 weeks to complete; but from there, the world was theirs
To command…
…And to conquer.
"Kill one man, they call you a murderer. Kill a million men, and they call you a conqueror"
-John Lithgow, Cliffhanger