Terrorist Strike
Naval Yard - Vladivostok - Russia
It was a bad morning to be on guard duty, one of the Russian soldiers, Boris, thought to himself as he stood near the main gate of the military naval yard. It was colder then most mornings. He was wearing a grey trenchcoat and fur hat. Strapped over his shoulder was his AK-103. He had never been forced to use it, and he doubted he ever would.
The naval yard had a barbed wire fence surrounding the yard itself. Keeping out all non military persons was a top priority to the governement. At every corner of the barbed wire fence, even at mid points along the fence, were cameras. Being watched by security guards every minute of the day.
Boris was one of two guards whos job during day was to guard the main gate of the military naval yard. The other guard was Maksim, who was the only one who was allowed to open the gate to the naval yard. The usual system in place was that Boris would greet any vehicles that arrived at the gate, requesting to see clearence passes and any papers on their business at the naval yard. Once checked, Boris would signal to Maksim to enter the code in the panel to have the gate open.
It was around 9:17am when an unmarked white truck came to a halt outside the gate. Boris walked over to the driver's side window. Inside the truck was a man's face which was hidden behind sun glasses.
"Can I see your clearence pass?" Boris asked the driver.
The driver opened up the Truck's glove compartment and started rustling through the contents. Finally he pulled out a clearence card and handed it to Boris. Boris checked the card. It seemed fine. He handed the card back to the driver.
"Do you have any papers, giving the reason why you are here?" Boris asked. The truck driver returned to rustling through the contents of his glove compartment. This time he pulled out a signed contract, explaining the details of him being hired to perform repairs on an Akula class Submarine.
Boris accepted the information, and waved his hand at Maksim signalling to open the gate. Maksim entered the 10 digit code into the panel. A section of the barbed wire fence began to slide across behind another section. The main gate was open, and the white unmarked truck entered the naval yard.
Gennadi, one of the officers in the naval yard watched as the white truck drove towards the Submarine pen. Gennadi walked towards the truck just as the truck driver came to a halt and began disembarking from his vehicle.
"Excuse me, can I see your papers please?" Gennadi asked. The truck driver handed the same piece of paper he had showed Boris.
"Repairs on Akula class Submarines? This isn't scheduled... no repairs are needed... who are..." Gennadi didn't finish his sentence, as he was cut off after being shot twice in the chest by a silenced pistol from the truck driver. The truck driver knocked on the side of the truck a couple times. A preplanned signal for the group of terrorists riding in the back of the truck to disembark.
The terrorists emerged from the truck, instantly choosing targets and firing their AK-47's at the guards around the naval yard. Almost as soon as the gun fire started, the naval yard's siren started. The terrorist would have to act quick.
Boris heard the siren, and followed Maksim into the naval yard with their AK-103's ready. Gun fire was echoing from the Submarine pen.
"Shit" Boris cursed as he realised that the truck had been full of terrorists. Maksim ran straight towards the truck firing his AK-103 at the terrorists in the open. Within seconds he was hit on the leg, causing him to fall to the ground. Another shot finished the job, smashing through his skull and into his brain.
Boris took cover behind a group of barrels. He grabbed his radio off his belt and started yelling into it requesting backup. He was not heard, as the radio line was completely full of chatter already.
Boris stayed behind the barrels, not knowing what to do while constant gunfire was coming from the truck less then fifty meters away from him. After two minutes behind the barrels, Boris heard an explosion, followed by another explosion. Boris quickly emerged from his hiding spot. The gunfire had stopped. The terrorists were gone, no bodies left. Inside the submarine pen, Boris saw the wreckage of two submarines still on fire, parts breaking off them and sinking into the water. Another sub dock was empty. Not even the ruins of a submarine were found... the submarine had gone missing.
Boris realised that the truck he had let in was full of terrorists. He realised he had just allowed this terrorist strike, and it was his fault for a dozen people killed, two submarines destroyed and a submarine missing. Boris pointed his AK-103 towards his chin and pulled the trigger. A better end, then facing up to his superiors.
Next: Ground Attack
Naval Yard - Vladivostok - Russia
It was a bad morning to be on guard duty, one of the Russian soldiers, Boris, thought to himself as he stood near the main gate of the military naval yard. It was colder then most mornings. He was wearing a grey trenchcoat and fur hat. Strapped over his shoulder was his AK-103. He had never been forced to use it, and he doubted he ever would.
The naval yard had a barbed wire fence surrounding the yard itself. Keeping out all non military persons was a top priority to the governement. At every corner of the barbed wire fence, even at mid points along the fence, were cameras. Being watched by security guards every minute of the day.
Boris was one of two guards whos job during day was to guard the main gate of the military naval yard. The other guard was Maksim, who was the only one who was allowed to open the gate to the naval yard. The usual system in place was that Boris would greet any vehicles that arrived at the gate, requesting to see clearence passes and any papers on their business at the naval yard. Once checked, Boris would signal to Maksim to enter the code in the panel to have the gate open.
It was around 9:17am when an unmarked white truck came to a halt outside the gate. Boris walked over to the driver's side window. Inside the truck was a man's face which was hidden behind sun glasses.
"Can I see your clearence pass?" Boris asked the driver.
The driver opened up the Truck's glove compartment and started rustling through the contents. Finally he pulled out a clearence card and handed it to Boris. Boris checked the card. It seemed fine. He handed the card back to the driver.
"Do you have any papers, giving the reason why you are here?" Boris asked. The truck driver returned to rustling through the contents of his glove compartment. This time he pulled out a signed contract, explaining the details of him being hired to perform repairs on an Akula class Submarine.
Boris accepted the information, and waved his hand at Maksim signalling to open the gate. Maksim entered the 10 digit code into the panel. A section of the barbed wire fence began to slide across behind another section. The main gate was open, and the white unmarked truck entered the naval yard.
Gennadi, one of the officers in the naval yard watched as the white truck drove towards the Submarine pen. Gennadi walked towards the truck just as the truck driver came to a halt and began disembarking from his vehicle.
"Excuse me, can I see your papers please?" Gennadi asked. The truck driver handed the same piece of paper he had showed Boris.
"Repairs on Akula class Submarines? This isn't scheduled... no repairs are needed... who are..." Gennadi didn't finish his sentence, as he was cut off after being shot twice in the chest by a silenced pistol from the truck driver. The truck driver knocked on the side of the truck a couple times. A preplanned signal for the group of terrorists riding in the back of the truck to disembark.
The terrorists emerged from the truck, instantly choosing targets and firing their AK-47's at the guards around the naval yard. Almost as soon as the gun fire started, the naval yard's siren started. The terrorist would have to act quick.
Boris heard the siren, and followed Maksim into the naval yard with their AK-103's ready. Gun fire was echoing from the Submarine pen.
"Shit" Boris cursed as he realised that the truck had been full of terrorists. Maksim ran straight towards the truck firing his AK-103 at the terrorists in the open. Within seconds he was hit on the leg, causing him to fall to the ground. Another shot finished the job, smashing through his skull and into his brain.
Boris took cover behind a group of barrels. He grabbed his radio off his belt and started yelling into it requesting backup. He was not heard, as the radio line was completely full of chatter already.
Boris stayed behind the barrels, not knowing what to do while constant gunfire was coming from the truck less then fifty meters away from him. After two minutes behind the barrels, Boris heard an explosion, followed by another explosion. Boris quickly emerged from his hiding spot. The gunfire had stopped. The terrorists were gone, no bodies left. Inside the submarine pen, Boris saw the wreckage of two submarines still on fire, parts breaking off them and sinking into the water. Another sub dock was empty. Not even the ruins of a submarine were found... the submarine had gone missing.
Boris realised that the truck he had let in was full of terrorists. He realised he had just allowed this terrorist strike, and it was his fault for a dozen people killed, two submarines destroyed and a submarine missing. Boris pointed his AK-103 towards his chin and pulled the trigger. A better end, then facing up to his superiors.
Next: Ground Attack