Now that I have done some research, I'll put in some other units besides
the ones we've seen in Red Alert 2.
Blood of Europe
Chapter 6: Retrieval
"General, I do hope you know what you're doing," said Dugan.
"I do sir," said Sharp, "I'm going in to try to retrieve possible survivals from a mission I commanded."
"Are you sure you can handle this?"
"Yes Mr. President," said Sharp, "We've confirmed the location of where they are holding a prisoner. We believe there is only one survivor."
"Where is this site?" asked Dugan.
"A very small base two miles outside of Paris," answered Sharp, "We'll be careful."
"All right," said Dugan, "You have authorization to carry out this mission."
"Thank you Mr. President."
The president terminated his end of the line. Carville was still on.
"You're pretty good kid," he said, "I just hope you know what you're getting yourself into."
"I know what I'm doing general," said Sharp. He really was young for a general. At twenty-six, he should still be a lieutenant or something.
"Good luck, and Godspeed General."
Carville went off.
Chekov got off the airplane. He hated traveling by plane, but he had to get used to it. The Soviet airlines were never very comfortable. The Chinese delegation was there to meet him.
"Hello," one said in Russian, "I am General Zhan Guo."
"General Klerk Chekov."
"It is a pleasure to meet you," said Zhan, "Come this way."
They got into a car and headed to the Defense Ministry Building.
They paradropped out onto the field. There were few enemy soldiers amazingly enough, and they didn't seem to have anything to worry about. Well, that was good. Sharp looked around. No enemy units in sight. There were going to be more soon. He was armed with the same weapons a SEAL had. Very nice rifles actually. Now, he just had to worry about any enemy snipers. For that, he had a British sniper rifle. The team approached the enemy base.
"Any patrols?"
"No."
"Okay. Let's make this quick and simple," ordered Sharp. Like he needed to remind them.
The two snipers waited away from the base. They would supply cover fire if needed. The rest of the team moved in closer. They sighted a few guards and brought them down. There were three sentry guns by the base entrance. Fortunately, they were pointed the other way for some reason. Three of the SEALs ran up and placed charges. One caught a bullet in his arm from one of the guns, but the others got very lucky.
"You okay?" asked Sharp over the radio.
"I'll live."
The others approached the base. The prison building was in the center of the base. There were other guards inside the base, but they were killed immediately.
"Blow the door," ordered Sharp.
A Delta placed charges and fell back. The door exploded and they charged throw. Suddenly, the Delta and a SAS officer exploded into a green cloud.
"What the hell!"
The others opened fire into the building and were rewarded with hearing a woman scream. They charged in, wearing their gas masks. Inside, there were several other Conscripts, but they fell to the team.
"Find Tanya," ordered Sharp.
They started knocking down doors. Suddenly, one of the SAS officers opened fire on them.
"What the hell are you doing!" yelled a SEAL.
Sharp was suffering from major headaches at the moment. He saw a man inside the room the SAS soldier had just busted down. He had seen the intelligence report. This man was Yuri, the head of the Psychic Corp. He opened fire immediately with the sniper rifle and dropped him with a head shot. The SAS soldier stopped firing and looked around confused.
"Hold fire!" screamed Sharp.
He walked into the room. Just then, a bullet scrapped past his arm and he dropped onto the ground. The Conscript then turned his gun towards Tanya.
"No!"
Sharp let loose his rifle and brought down the Conscript, but not before he too opened fire. Sharp tried to pull Tanya down, but she suddenly disappeared.
Sharp was not taking the failed operation well. Carville and Dugan could see that.
"It wasn't your fault General," said Carville, "Heck, you actually went down there to get her yourself. We don't even know what happened to her."
"General, she was a soldier under my command, therefore under my responsibility. Therefore, it was my job to see that she doesn't get killed. I failed in that."
"General Sharp," said Dugan, "We still have a war to win, and you are still one of the best officers we have for it. We can't afford to have you crack on us at a time like this."
Sharp sighed. They were right, and he knew it.
"Sorry sir. I'll continue with my command sir."
"Good. Now-"
Carville was cut off by Lieutenant Eva. "Mr. President, Generals, an Allied force has just appeared in San Francisco. They claim they came from the future."
That caught all three of the men off guard.
"What the hell?" exclaimed Sharp.
"They are requesting a meeting with Generals Sharp and Carville at San Francisco."
"This might be a trap," said Dugan. He looked at the two generals.
"Mr. President, we should investigate this," said Sharp, "If they are from the future, they'll be here for a reason."
After some contemplation, Dugan nodded. Sharp and Carville left for a transport to San Francisco.
Chekov looked at the battle plan. It was ambitious. The Chinese were going to strike at Pearl Harbor like his own nation had during the Second World War. Unfortunately, that adventure had turned into a disaster. But right now, they needed to disable the Pacific Fleet. The American Pacific Fleet had six carriers, each with ninety F/A-18A/C Hornets. The Chinese Shenyang J-8 fighters weren't exactly top of the line, but they would have to do. The Chinese would be sending all three of their carriers as well as eight of their Dreadnought battleships with an escort of several Typhoon submarines and destroyers and a cruiser or two. It was unlikely they would attempt to seize the islands, but they would want to cripple the enemy fleet badly. The loss of the aircraft carriers would seriously hinder the US navy's ability to assist Japan, Australia, and the Philippines.
"What you propose to do is very dangerous," warned Chekov, "We also did this, but it didn't accomplish the objective of destroying the Philadelphia Project."
"We know," said Admiral Xu Li, " Our navy can handle the Americans."
"I doubt it," said General Guo, "You have never fought against the Americans. They are still activating all of their forces. They have patrols all around Pearl Harbor as well as several fighter bases."
"That may be," said Li, "But the Americans will be caught by surprise and we will crush their fleet."
Of the two, Guo had the more realistic view, thought Chekov. That might get him killed. But he was probably alive because he was a superb general.
"We have no way of assisting you in this," said Chekov, "Our forces are currently engaging Allied troops in Europe and Africa."
"We will crush American by ourselves," said Li. Guo just stood there, staring at Li as if he was a fool.
Carville and Sharp were taking a Bradley Fighting Vehicle M-2/M-3 to where the Allied base was located. It might have seemed a bit of overkill, but they didn't really know who the people were. The base commander had agreed on holding the meeting at a building away from his base. He was allowed to bring three assistants or guards. The American troops would supply security. They got out of the Bradley and walked into the building.
"General Carville, General Sharp," said a GI saluting. They returned it. "You two are not going to believe this."
"Leave that to us son," said Carville.
The two walked in and froze. Inside the room stood Field Marshal Erwin Rommel, the German commander that had stopped the first Soviet invasion cold in its tracks and pursued the enemy forces all the way back to Moscow. What was even more amazing was that Agent Tanya was with him. Sharp restrained the urge to walk over and hug her in relief. She'd probably shoot him. To their surprise, Tanya walked over and hugged him. His body immediately became stiff, but he relaxed and hugged her back. She let him go a few seconds later and, with a smile led them to the table. All four of them sat down.
"I'm sure the hug from Agent Tanya was unexpected," said Rommel. His English was impeccable. "Let me explain why we're here. We come from approximately one year in the future. The Soviet invasion is stopped with the use of the Chronosphere technology and we force the Soviet Union to surrender. However, Yuri slips through our fingers."
"Yuri," said Sharp, "You mean the man in charge of the KGB and the Psychic Corp."
"Correct," said Rommel, "During the war, while we were busy fighting the Soviets, Yuri constructed five devices we call a Psychic Dominators. They are located in Moscow, Cairo, Vladivostok, Mexico City, and one that he plans on building in Alaska."
"Wait, you're telling us we lose Alaska?" said Carville.
"Yes," answered Rommel, "The Canadian forces hold out long enough for us to defeat the forces in Moscow. Unfortunately, we didn't destroy the completed Psychic Dominator. At the time, we didn't know what it was."
"So what the Sam Hill does this Psychic Dominator do?" asked Carville.
"It unleashes a massive wave of psychic energy," Tanya took that one, "This network of five can cover the entire planet and make everyone permanently mind-controlled and under Yuri's will."
Sharp and Carville took a deep breath in trying to absorb all that. However, Rommel continued.
"We nuked the one in Mexico City, but we didn't get any of the other ones," said Rommel, "That's why we came back in time. However, Yuri launched a massive attack on us at our San Francisco base in an attempt to disable us. General Sharp, I must commend you for your actions. They saved us."
Sharp was silent for a few seconds. "So why didn't I come along?"
That caused an even longer silence to fall."
"Yuri nuked us," said Tanya, "You stayed behind to hold off the last of the enemy troops attacking us. There were too many. If you hadn't taken personal control, we might not be here."
"The free world owes you giving them another chance to stop Yuri," said Rommel.
"But Agent Tanya. You're alive."
Tanya smiled. "You did save me in France. Even if I got a bullet in the arm."
Sharp breathed a sigh of relief. Then he turned serious.
"We have to take those sons of bitches down."
End of Book One.
So, how many of you actually expected me to put Erwin Rommel as the old Allied commander? I could have put in Richard O'Connor, or even Archibald Percival Wavell. Both were good generals, even if Churchill said Wavell wasn't. Simple truth, he was forced to fight too many different fronts without enough resources. Well, this ends the first book of my series. The next one will take some time in getting up. It will involve the Pacific and South American battles. Until then, see ya!
Z98
Blood of Europe
Chapter 6: Retrieval
"General, I do hope you know what you're doing," said Dugan.
"I do sir," said Sharp, "I'm going in to try to retrieve possible survivals from a mission I commanded."
"Are you sure you can handle this?"
"Yes Mr. President," said Sharp, "We've confirmed the location of where they are holding a prisoner. We believe there is only one survivor."
"Where is this site?" asked Dugan.
"A very small base two miles outside of Paris," answered Sharp, "We'll be careful."
"All right," said Dugan, "You have authorization to carry out this mission."
"Thank you Mr. President."
The president terminated his end of the line. Carville was still on.
"You're pretty good kid," he said, "I just hope you know what you're getting yourself into."
"I know what I'm doing general," said Sharp. He really was young for a general. At twenty-six, he should still be a lieutenant or something.
"Good luck, and Godspeed General."
Carville went off.
Chekov got off the airplane. He hated traveling by plane, but he had to get used to it. The Soviet airlines were never very comfortable. The Chinese delegation was there to meet him.
"Hello," one said in Russian, "I am General Zhan Guo."
"General Klerk Chekov."
"It is a pleasure to meet you," said Zhan, "Come this way."
They got into a car and headed to the Defense Ministry Building.
They paradropped out onto the field. There were few enemy soldiers amazingly enough, and they didn't seem to have anything to worry about. Well, that was good. Sharp looked around. No enemy units in sight. There were going to be more soon. He was armed with the same weapons a SEAL had. Very nice rifles actually. Now, he just had to worry about any enemy snipers. For that, he had a British sniper rifle. The team approached the enemy base.
"Any patrols?"
"No."
"Okay. Let's make this quick and simple," ordered Sharp. Like he needed to remind them.
The two snipers waited away from the base. They would supply cover fire if needed. The rest of the team moved in closer. They sighted a few guards and brought them down. There were three sentry guns by the base entrance. Fortunately, they were pointed the other way for some reason. Three of the SEALs ran up and placed charges. One caught a bullet in his arm from one of the guns, but the others got very lucky.
"You okay?" asked Sharp over the radio.
"I'll live."
The others approached the base. The prison building was in the center of the base. There were other guards inside the base, but they were killed immediately.
"Blow the door," ordered Sharp.
A Delta placed charges and fell back. The door exploded and they charged throw. Suddenly, the Delta and a SAS officer exploded into a green cloud.
"What the hell!"
The others opened fire into the building and were rewarded with hearing a woman scream. They charged in, wearing their gas masks. Inside, there were several other Conscripts, but they fell to the team.
"Find Tanya," ordered Sharp.
They started knocking down doors. Suddenly, one of the SAS officers opened fire on them.
"What the hell are you doing!" yelled a SEAL.
Sharp was suffering from major headaches at the moment. He saw a man inside the room the SAS soldier had just busted down. He had seen the intelligence report. This man was Yuri, the head of the Psychic Corp. He opened fire immediately with the sniper rifle and dropped him with a head shot. The SAS soldier stopped firing and looked around confused.
"Hold fire!" screamed Sharp.
He walked into the room. Just then, a bullet scrapped past his arm and he dropped onto the ground. The Conscript then turned his gun towards Tanya.
"No!"
Sharp let loose his rifle and brought down the Conscript, but not before he too opened fire. Sharp tried to pull Tanya down, but she suddenly disappeared.
Sharp was not taking the failed operation well. Carville and Dugan could see that.
"It wasn't your fault General," said Carville, "Heck, you actually went down there to get her yourself. We don't even know what happened to her."
"General, she was a soldier under my command, therefore under my responsibility. Therefore, it was my job to see that she doesn't get killed. I failed in that."
"General Sharp," said Dugan, "We still have a war to win, and you are still one of the best officers we have for it. We can't afford to have you crack on us at a time like this."
Sharp sighed. They were right, and he knew it.
"Sorry sir. I'll continue with my command sir."
"Good. Now-"
Carville was cut off by Lieutenant Eva. "Mr. President, Generals, an Allied force has just appeared in San Francisco. They claim they came from the future."
That caught all three of the men off guard.
"What the hell?" exclaimed Sharp.
"They are requesting a meeting with Generals Sharp and Carville at San Francisco."
"This might be a trap," said Dugan. He looked at the two generals.
"Mr. President, we should investigate this," said Sharp, "If they are from the future, they'll be here for a reason."
After some contemplation, Dugan nodded. Sharp and Carville left for a transport to San Francisco.
Chekov looked at the battle plan. It was ambitious. The Chinese were going to strike at Pearl Harbor like his own nation had during the Second World War. Unfortunately, that adventure had turned into a disaster. But right now, they needed to disable the Pacific Fleet. The American Pacific Fleet had six carriers, each with ninety F/A-18A/C Hornets. The Chinese Shenyang J-8 fighters weren't exactly top of the line, but they would have to do. The Chinese would be sending all three of their carriers as well as eight of their Dreadnought battleships with an escort of several Typhoon submarines and destroyers and a cruiser or two. It was unlikely they would attempt to seize the islands, but they would want to cripple the enemy fleet badly. The loss of the aircraft carriers would seriously hinder the US navy's ability to assist Japan, Australia, and the Philippines.
"What you propose to do is very dangerous," warned Chekov, "We also did this, but it didn't accomplish the objective of destroying the Philadelphia Project."
"We know," said Admiral Xu Li, " Our navy can handle the Americans."
"I doubt it," said General Guo, "You have never fought against the Americans. They are still activating all of their forces. They have patrols all around Pearl Harbor as well as several fighter bases."
"That may be," said Li, "But the Americans will be caught by surprise and we will crush their fleet."
Of the two, Guo had the more realistic view, thought Chekov. That might get him killed. But he was probably alive because he was a superb general.
"We have no way of assisting you in this," said Chekov, "Our forces are currently engaging Allied troops in Europe and Africa."
"We will crush American by ourselves," said Li. Guo just stood there, staring at Li as if he was a fool.
Carville and Sharp were taking a Bradley Fighting Vehicle M-2/M-3 to where the Allied base was located. It might have seemed a bit of overkill, but they didn't really know who the people were. The base commander had agreed on holding the meeting at a building away from his base. He was allowed to bring three assistants or guards. The American troops would supply security. They got out of the Bradley and walked into the building.
"General Carville, General Sharp," said a GI saluting. They returned it. "You two are not going to believe this."
"Leave that to us son," said Carville.
The two walked in and froze. Inside the room stood Field Marshal Erwin Rommel, the German commander that had stopped the first Soviet invasion cold in its tracks and pursued the enemy forces all the way back to Moscow. What was even more amazing was that Agent Tanya was with him. Sharp restrained the urge to walk over and hug her in relief. She'd probably shoot him. To their surprise, Tanya walked over and hugged him. His body immediately became stiff, but he relaxed and hugged her back. She let him go a few seconds later and, with a smile led them to the table. All four of them sat down.
"I'm sure the hug from Agent Tanya was unexpected," said Rommel. His English was impeccable. "Let me explain why we're here. We come from approximately one year in the future. The Soviet invasion is stopped with the use of the Chronosphere technology and we force the Soviet Union to surrender. However, Yuri slips through our fingers."
"Yuri," said Sharp, "You mean the man in charge of the KGB and the Psychic Corp."
"Correct," said Rommel, "During the war, while we were busy fighting the Soviets, Yuri constructed five devices we call a Psychic Dominators. They are located in Moscow, Cairo, Vladivostok, Mexico City, and one that he plans on building in Alaska."
"Wait, you're telling us we lose Alaska?" said Carville.
"Yes," answered Rommel, "The Canadian forces hold out long enough for us to defeat the forces in Moscow. Unfortunately, we didn't destroy the completed Psychic Dominator. At the time, we didn't know what it was."
"So what the Sam Hill does this Psychic Dominator do?" asked Carville.
"It unleashes a massive wave of psychic energy," Tanya took that one, "This network of five can cover the entire planet and make everyone permanently mind-controlled and under Yuri's will."
Sharp and Carville took a deep breath in trying to absorb all that. However, Rommel continued.
"We nuked the one in Mexico City, but we didn't get any of the other ones," said Rommel, "That's why we came back in time. However, Yuri launched a massive attack on us at our San Francisco base in an attempt to disable us. General Sharp, I must commend you for your actions. They saved us."
Sharp was silent for a few seconds. "So why didn't I come along?"
That caused an even longer silence to fall."
"Yuri nuked us," said Tanya, "You stayed behind to hold off the last of the enemy troops attacking us. There were too many. If you hadn't taken personal control, we might not be here."
"The free world owes you giving them another chance to stop Yuri," said Rommel.
"But Agent Tanya. You're alive."
Tanya smiled. "You did save me in France. Even if I got a bullet in the arm."
Sharp breathed a sigh of relief. Then he turned serious.
"We have to take those sons of bitches down."
End of Book One.
So, how many of you actually expected me to put Erwin Rommel as the old Allied commander? I could have put in Richard O'Connor, or even Archibald Percival Wavell. Both were good generals, even if Churchill said Wavell wasn't. Simple truth, he was forced to fight too many different fronts without enough resources. Well, this ends the first book of my series. The next one will take some time in getting up. It will involve the Pacific and South American battles. Until then, see ya!
Z98