How many of you have beaten the GDI campaign in C&C Gold? There's this
mission where you get landed with six grenadiers and an MCV and you have to
get past three turrets and a light tank. How do you beat that damn
mission! I personally hate that one. But in C&C Gold, I've noticed
something. Here is a game that requires you to use a combination of
infantry and vehicles to fight a war. You can't just use tanks to take an
enemy base, you have to support them with soldiers as well. Now that is a
good balance. I don't know how they did it, but they did.
Chapter 4: Recovery
Zach ducked again, barely missing being shot in the head. He looked up and fired his own burst, catching a Soviet soldier. Fritz was a few feet away from him, shooting at several other Soviet soldiers. Two Mark IV Panzer tanks appeared and fired upon the two Soviet tanks. The Soviets were using a new design based on their T-34 tank. Unlike the former, the new T-66 had two 105mm cannons. The Allied Mark IV Panzer was just as heavily armored, but didn't pack as much punch. Speed made up for that. He crouched down again. His hands were in heavy gloves, the burns having finally healed but still slightly sensitive.
The Soviet base they were assaulting was extremely close. Far too close for comfort. What Zach was really worried about was the V-2 missile launchers. Fortunately, after five more minutes, the newly promoted General Rommel would launch a major armored attack. Tanks were amassing south of both bases, and the Mark IVs should have no problem with the Soviet flame towers. The Tesla Coils might become a problem however. A team of Soviet engineers escorted by grenadiers approached the base. Unfortunately for them, they were approaching a position well guarded by camo-pillboxes. The powerful machineguns ripped apart the enemy troops before they even had a chance to react. Zach looked through his binoculars and saw a Tesla Coil fire off a blast of electricity. Smoke started to rise from where the bolt had landed, and he could only assume that the attack had already kicked off. Then he heard calls for reinforcements over the radio. The five tanks in the base raced over and joined in the attack. That was when all soldiers were ordered to board APCs. Zach ran onto an APC nearby and they charged into the base. The machinegun mounted on the APC was blazing away, chopping up Soviet soldiers as they futilely tried to fight back. The three Tesla Coils were in shambles and only one flame tower remained. It exploded after several direct hits from the tanks.
The soldiers charged out of their transports and opened fire upon the Soviet soldiers. Zach threw himself too the ground, dodging several shots aimed in his vicinity. An Allied infantry returned fire, killing two Soviets. Zach opened fire with his rifle as well, killing a few more enemy soldiers. That was when the cease fire order came. Zach was a bit confused at first but obeyed. Then two APCs rolled into base and each stopped by some odd looking structure.
"Secure the area!" Fritz ordered, "I want guards posted around those buildings. Let no Soviets in or out, but be careful. There are hazardous materials in them!"
Zach ran over and took his position. He looked and saw a team of engineers enter each building. After twenty minutes of tense waiting, they came out and nodded to Fritz. Just then, five Chinook helicopters appeared. They unloaded and a dozen of the SA, the German stormtroopers, came out. Several Apaches also appeared and fired upon a few Tesla Coils guarding the pass that led into the area. A dozen tanks and another MCV came down the pass.
"We're to board the Chinooks," Fritz said, "Let's go!"
Zach ran aboard the closest Chinook. One of the officers on board handed him a cup of coffee.
"Thanks," said Zach.
"You guys deserve it," replied the officer, "For what you did here."
"What did we do?"
"Well, technically I shouldn't tell you this, but you deserve to know what this base was for. It's the primary Sarin gas production site, and you guys just took it out."
Zach felt cold. One of the previous missions he had had was to lead a team down and destroy a Sarin gas storage compound. He had seen the Soviets test it on their own men. Well, at least they destroyed the primary manufacturing site. That was good. The Chinooks lifted off, taking the wearily warriors with them back to base.
He had just woken up after a restful sleep when Fritz started shouting.
"Zach! Suit up. We've got another assignment."
Zach sighed. No rest for the weary. He got into a uniform and followed Fritz to the briefing room. The major in command of their brigade was waiting for them as they all walked in.
"Allied Command has decided that we are going to take back Berlin," said Major Beckham.
That caught the soldiers off guard.
"Yes, we know that the Soviets have heavily fortified the entire area around the city, and we know that they have many troops inside the city. However, that does not mean that we cannot retake the capital. We'll retake the city and we'll keep it too. Yes Private."
"Sir, pardon my language, but how the hell are we supposed to retake Berlin with one division? The Soviets have at least three times that much protecting the city."
"Yes we know that," said Beckham, "But we're attacking with three Panzer divisions and our mechanized infantry division."
The soldiers were still a bit skeptic. The Soviet T-66 was a powerful tank, easily a match for any Allied unit.
"But the nice thing for us is that we won't be attacking the city directly. There's an enemy communications center that we have been assigned to take. It is lightly defended, so we should have no problem."
"Begging your pardon sir, but what exactly is lightly defended?" a soldier asked.
"No armored units, no Tesla Coils, though there will be flame towers. Any other questions?"
"Will we have any armored support?"
"No. This is a straightforward infantry assault. We move out in two hours. Get ready."
The soldiers stood and marched out of the briefing tent. With no armored support, this wasn't going to be too fun. They saw a dozen Rangers get gassed up, but that didn't really relieve them. Rangers were good for infantry, but taking down flame towers would be their job, no matter how difficult it would be.
Rommel nodded as he listened to General von Esling explain the mission's true objective.
"Certain communications have been routed through this base. We are aware of a spy in the High Command, and we cannot identify him. However, the radar dome in this base may very well point out who is the traitor. We need the information desperately."
"Understood," said Rommel, "My forces will move out immediately."
"Do not destroy the radar dome. We need it intact."
Just then, von Esling received a message from his comm pad. He read it and looked up grimly.
"One of Tanya's men. She's been taken. Tanya has vital information regarding a Soviet project that we must recover. General, you're being reassigned to retrieve her. We'll have another commander take over for the Berlin operation."
"Sir, I'd rather take my men with me to retrieve her."
"There isn't time. You'll be linked by satellite and coordinate our troops in the area. We need your forces where they are to take that comm base."
Stavros suddenly struck the table and stormed off.
"In this condition, he is of no use to us. General, go!"
Zach had just slung his M-16 over his shoulder when Fritz appeared.
"General Rommel was just assigned to another mission," he said, "A General Montgomery is taking over."
"Who is he?"
"British officer. He's supposed to be good, but I'll believe it when I see it."
The two were joined by three others, two of them rocket infantry. They got on board the APC and started on the road. They would be approaching a jump- off point for the main operation.
"Wonder why there are no armored units guarding the base," Fritz thought out loud.
"Rumor has it that General Rommel commanded a small team that went in and destroyed some bridges, disrupting the Soviet supply and reinforcement convoys."
"It'll make our job a bit easier."
The officers chatted as they drove along. They were still two miles from the base when suddenly an explosion knocked them onto the floor.
"What the hell?" Zach tried to open the door but it was jammed. He fired on the lock and the door gave way. The group charged out. Their APC was a wreck while the two behind them were unloading their troops and giving hell against a group of Soviet soldiers. Zach and the others joined the skirmish, charging the Soviet soldiers. The other soldiers joined them in the charge. Two soldiers went down before the group let loose their rifles, cutting up the enemy troops. Another was shot in the leg before one rocket infantry fired a missile into a group of enemy soldiers killing them. After a few more seconds of silence, the mini-battle was over.
"Ambush," said Fritz, "Body count. Now."
"Lost Wolfe and Hunter," said a soldier, "as well as the driver and gunner of your APC."
"Herman's shot in the knee."
"I'll be fine," the soldier said weakly. Two others assisted him into the one of the undamaged APCs.
"We still have a rendezvous to make. Drive around the wreckage."
Fritz, Zach, and the other three soldiers crammed into the two remaining APCs. It was a tight fit, but that was better than getting left behind. About five minutes later they arrived at base. The soldiers literally fell out of their transports.
"Report," said the base commander.
"Ambush," said Fritz, "We lost four soldiers, one wounded, and an APC."
"Get the wounded into the field hospital. We need rocket infantry to get ready for an attack. General Montgomery wants them to soften up the enemy base for us."
"Soften up the base? What half-ass idea is that?" said Zach.
"Don't question him," said the commander, "General Montgomery knows what he's doing. Unlike your General Rommel, he thinks before he jumps in."
Zach didn't have the rank to talk back, so he just glared at the commander.
"Is there a problem Corpora1?"
"No sir," Zach forced out. He was starting to greatly dislike the commander.
"Good. Because we're sending in two brigades of infantry to assist them. Move out."
Zach's face was red as he walked back to rejoin Fritz.
"That son of a bitch."
"We Germans don't care too much for the British way of war. Most of the attacking soldiers are Germans anyways."
"What are you suggesting?"
"I'm suggesting nothing. Yet."
Zach nodded. He had an idea of what Fritz was up to, but wouldn't voice it. They started marching for the Soviet base. Three Rangers were with their group, prepared to fire and kill any Soviet that showed their head.
A dozen rocket soldiers had fired their missiles, toppling the flame tower. Another such team was taking out the other flame tower, which exploded a few seconds later. The soldiers poured into the base. Soviet soldiers fired, trying to stop the flood of Allied soldiers. Several fell in the fierce firefight while the ones who got through were soon struggling in a brutal hand-to-hand battle with the Soviets. Fritz smashed a Soviet soldier's jaw with his rifle butt and elbowed another one in the stomach. He had his pistol out and used it when he could, but quickly ran out of ammo. Zach was a few feet away, struggling with another Soviet officer. He punched him in the eye and knifed the soldier in the side. Zach let him drop and joined another small battle.
"All units, fall back," the order suddenly came.
"Repeat," said Fritz, "Repeat order."
"All units fall back immediately. We're taking too many losses."
"Sir, if we fall back we'll give the Soviets time to regroup. We can't do that."
"Fall back Sergeant, that's an order."
Fritz looked around. The few British soldiers with them were retreating, but his fellow German officers were all staying to the end. Suddenly he had an idea.
"Unable to HQ. We're surrounded. Gustoff out."
Fritz heard the British commander swearing over the radio, but turned it off. He then started fighting again, killing two Soviets with a quick burst of his rifle. The remaining German soldiers followed suit and continued to fight, finally gaining the upper hand and killing the remaining guards. Once they had secured the area, Fritz called back to HQ.
"HQ, area is secured. Request backup to fortify immediately."
"Request denied. We don't know if the Soviets have reinforcements. You are ordered to pull back immediately. We'll move in with more forces in an hour or so."
"Sir, that's a mistake. If we give the Soviets that much time, they'll rush in armor and we won't be able to retake the base."
"Request denied. That is a direct order from General Montgomery. Fall back immediately."
Fritz turned off the radio and swore for a few seconds.
"All right. You two, go into the radar dome and copy all information in it. Once we're done, set charges and we'll be out of here. Move it."
He then turned the radio back on. "HQ, we're going for the objective. My men are copying the data from the radar dome, then we'll pull back."
"Sergeant, get back here immediately!"
Fritz again turned off the radio. The British were such fools at times. Their soldiers and generals were so inflexible and they had no initiative whatsoever. A few minutes later the soldiers came out with a box of disks.
"Move out," Fritz ordered.
Suddenly, three Yak fighters appeared.
"Down! Rockets! Open fire!"
The rocket infantry shouldered their launchers and let of five missiles. Three struck the lead Yak, disintegrating it in the ensuing explosion. The second Yak was struck by the other two missiles, losing one wing and crashing into the base. By this time, the other rocket soldiers were ready and fired their missiles. The machinegun on the Yak opened fire, chopping to pieces two soldiers in the way. The missiles found their mark and shredded the plane.
"Fall back now," ordered Fritz.
The soldiers followed him back to where the Rangers were supposed to be, but were gone. The Brits had taken them all when they had retreated. Just then, five APCs appeared. The soldiers crammed in and they were off.
"I thought we weren't supposed to get reinforcements," Fritz said to the driver.
"We're Germans," he replied, "We stick together and that bastard of a general can go to hell."
Fritz nodded. Montgomery had, in his opinion, shown poor tactical judgement and he was quite sure no German soldier would ever want to fight under him.
Fritz, Zach, and two other corporals were standing before a military tribunal. It seemed odd that the four of them would warrant so much attention from the High Command, but Montgomery was rather angry that they had disobeyed him. Now, he had put them on trial for mutiny. Fortunately for the four, the German Army was annoyed at Montgomery and wanted all German forces under his command transferred back to them and never wanted their soldiers to fight under him again. The judge nodded and the trial began.
End of Chapter 4
Also, how many of you have beaten the Nod campaign in C&C Gold? Well, there's this mission where you have to steal an Orca from a well-defended base. How are you supposed to do that with just the soldiers they give you? I seriously need help in that mission as well.
MAJOR ANNOUCEMENT
The first book of the Angel Chronicles is about to be put up by me. Trust me, this story is worth the wait for me to finish. The first few chapters might not seem like much, but the thing gets very exciting and is going to be long. Also, don't bother looking for it in the sci-fi section. Just connect to my profile to check it out.
Z98
Chapter 4: Recovery
Zach ducked again, barely missing being shot in the head. He looked up and fired his own burst, catching a Soviet soldier. Fritz was a few feet away from him, shooting at several other Soviet soldiers. Two Mark IV Panzer tanks appeared and fired upon the two Soviet tanks. The Soviets were using a new design based on their T-34 tank. Unlike the former, the new T-66 had two 105mm cannons. The Allied Mark IV Panzer was just as heavily armored, but didn't pack as much punch. Speed made up for that. He crouched down again. His hands were in heavy gloves, the burns having finally healed but still slightly sensitive.
The Soviet base they were assaulting was extremely close. Far too close for comfort. What Zach was really worried about was the V-2 missile launchers. Fortunately, after five more minutes, the newly promoted General Rommel would launch a major armored attack. Tanks were amassing south of both bases, and the Mark IVs should have no problem with the Soviet flame towers. The Tesla Coils might become a problem however. A team of Soviet engineers escorted by grenadiers approached the base. Unfortunately for them, they were approaching a position well guarded by camo-pillboxes. The powerful machineguns ripped apart the enemy troops before they even had a chance to react. Zach looked through his binoculars and saw a Tesla Coil fire off a blast of electricity. Smoke started to rise from where the bolt had landed, and he could only assume that the attack had already kicked off. Then he heard calls for reinforcements over the radio. The five tanks in the base raced over and joined in the attack. That was when all soldiers were ordered to board APCs. Zach ran onto an APC nearby and they charged into the base. The machinegun mounted on the APC was blazing away, chopping up Soviet soldiers as they futilely tried to fight back. The three Tesla Coils were in shambles and only one flame tower remained. It exploded after several direct hits from the tanks.
The soldiers charged out of their transports and opened fire upon the Soviet soldiers. Zach threw himself too the ground, dodging several shots aimed in his vicinity. An Allied infantry returned fire, killing two Soviets. Zach opened fire with his rifle as well, killing a few more enemy soldiers. That was when the cease fire order came. Zach was a bit confused at first but obeyed. Then two APCs rolled into base and each stopped by some odd looking structure.
"Secure the area!" Fritz ordered, "I want guards posted around those buildings. Let no Soviets in or out, but be careful. There are hazardous materials in them!"
Zach ran over and took his position. He looked and saw a team of engineers enter each building. After twenty minutes of tense waiting, they came out and nodded to Fritz. Just then, five Chinook helicopters appeared. They unloaded and a dozen of the SA, the German stormtroopers, came out. Several Apaches also appeared and fired upon a few Tesla Coils guarding the pass that led into the area. A dozen tanks and another MCV came down the pass.
"We're to board the Chinooks," Fritz said, "Let's go!"
Zach ran aboard the closest Chinook. One of the officers on board handed him a cup of coffee.
"Thanks," said Zach.
"You guys deserve it," replied the officer, "For what you did here."
"What did we do?"
"Well, technically I shouldn't tell you this, but you deserve to know what this base was for. It's the primary Sarin gas production site, and you guys just took it out."
Zach felt cold. One of the previous missions he had had was to lead a team down and destroy a Sarin gas storage compound. He had seen the Soviets test it on their own men. Well, at least they destroyed the primary manufacturing site. That was good. The Chinooks lifted off, taking the wearily warriors with them back to base.
He had just woken up after a restful sleep when Fritz started shouting.
"Zach! Suit up. We've got another assignment."
Zach sighed. No rest for the weary. He got into a uniform and followed Fritz to the briefing room. The major in command of their brigade was waiting for them as they all walked in.
"Allied Command has decided that we are going to take back Berlin," said Major Beckham.
That caught the soldiers off guard.
"Yes, we know that the Soviets have heavily fortified the entire area around the city, and we know that they have many troops inside the city. However, that does not mean that we cannot retake the capital. We'll retake the city and we'll keep it too. Yes Private."
"Sir, pardon my language, but how the hell are we supposed to retake Berlin with one division? The Soviets have at least three times that much protecting the city."
"Yes we know that," said Beckham, "But we're attacking with three Panzer divisions and our mechanized infantry division."
The soldiers were still a bit skeptic. The Soviet T-66 was a powerful tank, easily a match for any Allied unit.
"But the nice thing for us is that we won't be attacking the city directly. There's an enemy communications center that we have been assigned to take. It is lightly defended, so we should have no problem."
"Begging your pardon sir, but what exactly is lightly defended?" a soldier asked.
"No armored units, no Tesla Coils, though there will be flame towers. Any other questions?"
"Will we have any armored support?"
"No. This is a straightforward infantry assault. We move out in two hours. Get ready."
The soldiers stood and marched out of the briefing tent. With no armored support, this wasn't going to be too fun. They saw a dozen Rangers get gassed up, but that didn't really relieve them. Rangers were good for infantry, but taking down flame towers would be their job, no matter how difficult it would be.
Rommel nodded as he listened to General von Esling explain the mission's true objective.
"Certain communications have been routed through this base. We are aware of a spy in the High Command, and we cannot identify him. However, the radar dome in this base may very well point out who is the traitor. We need the information desperately."
"Understood," said Rommel, "My forces will move out immediately."
"Do not destroy the radar dome. We need it intact."
Just then, von Esling received a message from his comm pad. He read it and looked up grimly.
"One of Tanya's men. She's been taken. Tanya has vital information regarding a Soviet project that we must recover. General, you're being reassigned to retrieve her. We'll have another commander take over for the Berlin operation."
"Sir, I'd rather take my men with me to retrieve her."
"There isn't time. You'll be linked by satellite and coordinate our troops in the area. We need your forces where they are to take that comm base."
Stavros suddenly struck the table and stormed off.
"In this condition, he is of no use to us. General, go!"
Zach had just slung his M-16 over his shoulder when Fritz appeared.
"General Rommel was just assigned to another mission," he said, "A General Montgomery is taking over."
"Who is he?"
"British officer. He's supposed to be good, but I'll believe it when I see it."
The two were joined by three others, two of them rocket infantry. They got on board the APC and started on the road. They would be approaching a jump- off point for the main operation.
"Wonder why there are no armored units guarding the base," Fritz thought out loud.
"Rumor has it that General Rommel commanded a small team that went in and destroyed some bridges, disrupting the Soviet supply and reinforcement convoys."
"It'll make our job a bit easier."
The officers chatted as they drove along. They were still two miles from the base when suddenly an explosion knocked them onto the floor.
"What the hell?" Zach tried to open the door but it was jammed. He fired on the lock and the door gave way. The group charged out. Their APC was a wreck while the two behind them were unloading their troops and giving hell against a group of Soviet soldiers. Zach and the others joined the skirmish, charging the Soviet soldiers. The other soldiers joined them in the charge. Two soldiers went down before the group let loose their rifles, cutting up the enemy troops. Another was shot in the leg before one rocket infantry fired a missile into a group of enemy soldiers killing them. After a few more seconds of silence, the mini-battle was over.
"Ambush," said Fritz, "Body count. Now."
"Lost Wolfe and Hunter," said a soldier, "as well as the driver and gunner of your APC."
"Herman's shot in the knee."
"I'll be fine," the soldier said weakly. Two others assisted him into the one of the undamaged APCs.
"We still have a rendezvous to make. Drive around the wreckage."
Fritz, Zach, and the other three soldiers crammed into the two remaining APCs. It was a tight fit, but that was better than getting left behind. About five minutes later they arrived at base. The soldiers literally fell out of their transports.
"Report," said the base commander.
"Ambush," said Fritz, "We lost four soldiers, one wounded, and an APC."
"Get the wounded into the field hospital. We need rocket infantry to get ready for an attack. General Montgomery wants them to soften up the enemy base for us."
"Soften up the base? What half-ass idea is that?" said Zach.
"Don't question him," said the commander, "General Montgomery knows what he's doing. Unlike your General Rommel, he thinks before he jumps in."
Zach didn't have the rank to talk back, so he just glared at the commander.
"Is there a problem Corpora1?"
"No sir," Zach forced out. He was starting to greatly dislike the commander.
"Good. Because we're sending in two brigades of infantry to assist them. Move out."
Zach's face was red as he walked back to rejoin Fritz.
"That son of a bitch."
"We Germans don't care too much for the British way of war. Most of the attacking soldiers are Germans anyways."
"What are you suggesting?"
"I'm suggesting nothing. Yet."
Zach nodded. He had an idea of what Fritz was up to, but wouldn't voice it. They started marching for the Soviet base. Three Rangers were with their group, prepared to fire and kill any Soviet that showed their head.
A dozen rocket soldiers had fired their missiles, toppling the flame tower. Another such team was taking out the other flame tower, which exploded a few seconds later. The soldiers poured into the base. Soviet soldiers fired, trying to stop the flood of Allied soldiers. Several fell in the fierce firefight while the ones who got through were soon struggling in a brutal hand-to-hand battle with the Soviets. Fritz smashed a Soviet soldier's jaw with his rifle butt and elbowed another one in the stomach. He had his pistol out and used it when he could, but quickly ran out of ammo. Zach was a few feet away, struggling with another Soviet officer. He punched him in the eye and knifed the soldier in the side. Zach let him drop and joined another small battle.
"All units, fall back," the order suddenly came.
"Repeat," said Fritz, "Repeat order."
"All units fall back immediately. We're taking too many losses."
"Sir, if we fall back we'll give the Soviets time to regroup. We can't do that."
"Fall back Sergeant, that's an order."
Fritz looked around. The few British soldiers with them were retreating, but his fellow German officers were all staying to the end. Suddenly he had an idea.
"Unable to HQ. We're surrounded. Gustoff out."
Fritz heard the British commander swearing over the radio, but turned it off. He then started fighting again, killing two Soviets with a quick burst of his rifle. The remaining German soldiers followed suit and continued to fight, finally gaining the upper hand and killing the remaining guards. Once they had secured the area, Fritz called back to HQ.
"HQ, area is secured. Request backup to fortify immediately."
"Request denied. We don't know if the Soviets have reinforcements. You are ordered to pull back immediately. We'll move in with more forces in an hour or so."
"Sir, that's a mistake. If we give the Soviets that much time, they'll rush in armor and we won't be able to retake the base."
"Request denied. That is a direct order from General Montgomery. Fall back immediately."
Fritz turned off the radio and swore for a few seconds.
"All right. You two, go into the radar dome and copy all information in it. Once we're done, set charges and we'll be out of here. Move it."
He then turned the radio back on. "HQ, we're going for the objective. My men are copying the data from the radar dome, then we'll pull back."
"Sergeant, get back here immediately!"
Fritz again turned off the radio. The British were such fools at times. Their soldiers and generals were so inflexible and they had no initiative whatsoever. A few minutes later the soldiers came out with a box of disks.
"Move out," Fritz ordered.
Suddenly, three Yak fighters appeared.
"Down! Rockets! Open fire!"
The rocket infantry shouldered their launchers and let of five missiles. Three struck the lead Yak, disintegrating it in the ensuing explosion. The second Yak was struck by the other two missiles, losing one wing and crashing into the base. By this time, the other rocket soldiers were ready and fired their missiles. The machinegun on the Yak opened fire, chopping to pieces two soldiers in the way. The missiles found their mark and shredded the plane.
"Fall back now," ordered Fritz.
The soldiers followed him back to where the Rangers were supposed to be, but were gone. The Brits had taken them all when they had retreated. Just then, five APCs appeared. The soldiers crammed in and they were off.
"I thought we weren't supposed to get reinforcements," Fritz said to the driver.
"We're Germans," he replied, "We stick together and that bastard of a general can go to hell."
Fritz nodded. Montgomery had, in his opinion, shown poor tactical judgement and he was quite sure no German soldier would ever want to fight under him.
Fritz, Zach, and two other corporals were standing before a military tribunal. It seemed odd that the four of them would warrant so much attention from the High Command, but Montgomery was rather angry that they had disobeyed him. Now, he had put them on trial for mutiny. Fortunately for the four, the German Army was annoyed at Montgomery and wanted all German forces under his command transferred back to them and never wanted their soldiers to fight under him again. The judge nodded and the trial began.
End of Chapter 4
Also, how many of you have beaten the Nod campaign in C&C Gold? Well, there's this mission where you have to steal an Orca from a well-defended base. How are you supposed to do that with just the soldiers they give you? I seriously need help in that mission as well.
MAJOR ANNOUCEMENT
The first book of the Angel Chronicles is about to be put up by me. Trust me, this story is worth the wait for me to finish. The first few chapters might not seem like much, but the thing gets very exciting and is going to be long. Also, don't bother looking for it in the sci-fi section. Just connect to my profile to check it out.
Z98