--Northern Border, China--
'Talk about BORING!.' moaned private Lang.
Him and his superiors, 1st Dragon Corporal Kang were basking in the warm sun. Along the Northern border, were squadrons of BattleMaster tanks and Dragon tanks. Not far behind were camps of Red Guard. totaling 10,000. Lang, using his Dragon tank as a beach chair, struck up a conversation.
'Shouldn't they know that the GLA won't use Mongolia's Karron Pass as a point of entry. I mean, why did they station us here with nothing going on. All the action is on the Eastern Front. That border is hot.' He rambled.
'Will you quiet down.' Kang whispered. 'Not too loud. You know how the Red Guard Captains are. If their attention is brought over here, they'll report to our superiors that we are at ease. Which we are not supposed to be.'
'Well,' Lang continued, ' Have you heard of that Jarmen Kell, guy?'
'Yeah.' Kang responded.
'I hear he's some kind of sniper. Really good at it too. His name has been mentioned in the papers.'
Just then, a Red Guard Captain yelled. 'What do you think you're doing?!'
Both Private Lang and 1st Dragon Corporal Kang looked down at him, embarrassed.
'Wait till your superior finds out....'
Just as he finished, a shot rang out and the Captain fell to the ground with a hole in his head.
'Holy Shit!' Lang yelled as he jumped into his Dragon tank. Kang, already inside dispatched the alarm signal...the Dragon Tank's cannon pointed upwards and fired the fiery black napalm into the sky. Shouts could be heard from every where...the RedGuard were dispatched and sent to the front. Random voices filled the air.
'Tighten up the left side of those BattleMasers!'
'Hold your position!'
'Red Guard, to the front!'
After all the commotion had died down, the tanks and troops stared into a frozen desert. nothing could be seen. As they began to calm down, an explosion struck one BattleMaster and the tank was out of service...the Red Guard, impatient, began to fire into the fog. Just as they began to fire, masses of rebels stormed the border...the first wave was easily disposed of, and the Chinese taking minimal casualties...then more rebels charged , but this time followed by Technicals. The Red Guard were mowed down and the remaining survivors took refuge behind the tanks...the Technicals were no match for the BattleMasters. One shell blew the Tech off the ground. After awhile there was silence. A deep rumble was heard in the distance...
'Oh no.' Kang uttered.
'What!' Lange asked
'That sounds like the SCUD vehicle...' Kang whispered...
As he was talking a slight whistle could be heard...moments later a massive explosion fell on the line. Three BattleMasters were taken out. One Dragon tank rolled over. The Remaining Red Guard got into their troop crawlers and headed to the nearest communications center to report their distress.
...The War Had Begun...
'Talk about BORING!.' moaned private Lang.
Him and his superiors, 1st Dragon Corporal Kang were basking in the warm sun. Along the Northern border, were squadrons of BattleMaster tanks and Dragon tanks. Not far behind were camps of Red Guard. totaling 10,000. Lang, using his Dragon tank as a beach chair, struck up a conversation.
'Shouldn't they know that the GLA won't use Mongolia's Karron Pass as a point of entry. I mean, why did they station us here with nothing going on. All the action is on the Eastern Front. That border is hot.' He rambled.
'Will you quiet down.' Kang whispered. 'Not too loud. You know how the Red Guard Captains are. If their attention is brought over here, they'll report to our superiors that we are at ease. Which we are not supposed to be.'
'Well,' Lang continued, ' Have you heard of that Jarmen Kell, guy?'
'Yeah.' Kang responded.
'I hear he's some kind of sniper. Really good at it too. His name has been mentioned in the papers.'
Just then, a Red Guard Captain yelled. 'What do you think you're doing?!'
Both Private Lang and 1st Dragon Corporal Kang looked down at him, embarrassed.
'Wait till your superior finds out....'
Just as he finished, a shot rang out and the Captain fell to the ground with a hole in his head.
'Holy Shit!' Lang yelled as he jumped into his Dragon tank. Kang, already inside dispatched the alarm signal...the Dragon Tank's cannon pointed upwards and fired the fiery black napalm into the sky. Shouts could be heard from every where...the RedGuard were dispatched and sent to the front. Random voices filled the air.
'Tighten up the left side of those BattleMasers!'
'Hold your position!'
'Red Guard, to the front!'
After all the commotion had died down, the tanks and troops stared into a frozen desert. nothing could be seen. As they began to calm down, an explosion struck one BattleMaster and the tank was out of service...the Red Guard, impatient, began to fire into the fog. Just as they began to fire, masses of rebels stormed the border...the first wave was easily disposed of, and the Chinese taking minimal casualties...then more rebels charged , but this time followed by Technicals. The Red Guard were mowed down and the remaining survivors took refuge behind the tanks...the Technicals were no match for the BattleMasters. One shell blew the Tech off the ground. After awhile there was silence. A deep rumble was heard in the distance...
'Oh no.' Kang uttered.
'What!' Lange asked
'That sounds like the SCUD vehicle...' Kang whispered...
As he was talking a slight whistle could be heard...moments later a massive explosion fell on the line. Three BattleMasters were taken out. One Dragon tank rolled over. The Remaining Red Guard got into their troop crawlers and headed to the nearest communications center to report their distress.
...The War Had Begun...