Fort Triggering
--An Advance Wars Fan Fiction by StarFoxRocks--
Chapter VIII: The Defence of Hein
Jack, Crystian, and Corporal Everest stepped down the alley, crouching. The others had gone down farther, where they would attack after the trio have.
Pulling out a grenade from the strap on his uniform, Jack turned to Crystian and Ryan. "You two ready?"
They gripped their grenades, nodding.
The large marching group of Blue Moon Soldiers then passed, line after line of troops. After the tenth and line, Jack tensed his grip on his grenade.
"Alright, at the count of three, we pull the pin and cross the street, ducking behind that house. Ready... one, two, three!"
Pulling the pins, the three jumped up and ran out to the street, throwing the grenades into the marching group. There were screams, then explosions, incinerating Blue Moon Troops and launching others through the air.
Those not harmed turned and fired their weapons blindly at the pair. They fired back, while running across the street and diving behind the small house for cover.
The troops would have followed, but they were ambushed by the two privates that had gone down farther.
"Okay, that was good," Jack said, looking at them both. "Looks like we've got them on the run. But hear those explosions? A battle is going on down by the city. We need to take them from behind too."
He jumped as stray bullets rammed the side of the house he was next to. Looking around, he continued.
"We head for the front of the town, until we clearly see the Blue Moon Army. Crystian, Ryan, you two are going to go up into those hills and take out the Artillery canons. Kill the operators and push them down the cliff. I will speak with the other two privates about the plans with them. Understand?"
Crystian and Ryan nodded.
"Okay, lets move!"
As Crystian and Ryan ran down the path leading to the mountains, Jack went out to have a look around at what the results were.
The Blue Moon Soldiers were dead. The two Privates, James Rocco and Tom Meyer, were still alive. They had taken the troops by surprise.
"Good job, guys," Jack said. "I have a plan. We're going to sneak quietly to the front of the city until we see the Blue Moon Army fighting ours. Then, we take any grenades we've got left, throw them at them, take cover, then charge into the arena and do what we can do."
"Sounds fine," Tom muttered.
"I'll do it," James said. "For Orange Star."
"I hear that," Jack said. "Come on."
---
The three ran crouching alongside the small houses. The thick fog of battle was in the sky, the clouds a dark gray. Jack could barley see troops charging to and fro, either shooting their machine guns or getting shot themselves.
"Alright, I see them," Jack whispered. "Jump down into that ditch there!"
As they jumped into the ditch, Jack stood, watching. "We throw our grenades in seperate places," he explained, indicating which spots. "That way it'll have more effect."
"I'm surprised you aren't Sergeant, or something," Tom said, admiring Jack's plans.
"Trust me," Jack said, grinning. "After this war, I just might be."
"I mean, seriously though, after that event with Battleship OS," Tom continued. "You should at least be a Corporal."
"Yeah... but lots of people did more than me back then," Jack said. "Anyway, we need to focus. Got your grenades?"
He, Tom, and James pulled their grenades from their straps.
"Ready?" Jack said. "Three, two, one!"
They raised their arms and hurled the grenades with all their might in their chosen directions. Three seconds passed, then three explosions were heard. Screams and yells were among the Blue Moon troops as they ran in different directions, thinking they were in a mine field.
Jack, James, and Tom jumped up and fired their machine guns at nearby troops. They fell dead, pierced by bullets.
"Go, go, go!" Jack shouted. The three climbed out of the ditch and charged into the battle.
Jack dived forward to the ground and a Blue Moon Troop ran at him, shooting his weapon. Jack aimed up, and the infantry fell with a bullet in his head.
"Pitiful," Jack said as he reloaded.
---
Crystian and Ryan ran through the path going up the mountain, being blocked from view by the surrounding foilage and trees. Carrying freshly loaded rifles, they made their way, searching for any sign that the artillery were near.
"Not far!" Crystian said, as an artillery was heard firing. "It sounds really close!"
"There!" Ryan said, pointing down a turned path. They both stopped, clutched their rifles, and silently stepped down the path.
Crystian tapped Ryan on the shoulder, and pointed. There were the artillery. At least three of them, surrounded by trees. An Officer in a Blue Moon uniform was watching through a small hole in the foilage with binoculars.
"Aim 20 degrees left!" he shouted. "Ready... fire!"
The Artillery went off. Crystian and Ryan charged in, aiming their rifles and shouting.
"Hands up, you four! We're taking these artillery!"
The Officer turned and looked at them disbelievingly. "What the hell do you two think you're doing?"
"Taking these Artillery, of course," Ryan said. "Now hands up!"
The Officer did not put his hands up. Instead, he walked towards them. "I suggest you leave. Now."
"And I suggest you put your hands up and surrender, before you're shot," Crystian said, turning his rifle to the Officer. "Do it!"
The Officer laughed. Just then a man in one of the artillery whipped out a pistol and fired. Unfortunately for him, he missed. Crystian dived and blasted the man in the head with his rifle.
Ryan was taken by surprise by the sudden event, and the Officer took advantage of that. Whipping out a pistol of his own, the Blue Moon Officer shot Ryan in the chest. Ryan fell, eyes wide, still clutching the rifle. As he hit the ground, he accidentally pulled the trigger, hitting another artillery operator.
Crystian quickly turned on the ground and shot the Officer. Getting up, he pushed the man to the ground and shot him again.
The third and final Artillery Operator jumped out and tried to run. Crystian turned and aimed his rifle. "Don't move!"
The man obeyed, quickly putting his hands to his head.
Crystian lowered his rifle. "Finally, someone cooperative. Let's go."
--An Advance Wars Fan Fiction by StarFoxRocks--
Chapter VIII: The Defence of Hein
Jack, Crystian, and Corporal Everest stepped down the alley, crouching. The others had gone down farther, where they would attack after the trio have.
Pulling out a grenade from the strap on his uniform, Jack turned to Crystian and Ryan. "You two ready?"
They gripped their grenades, nodding.
The large marching group of Blue Moon Soldiers then passed, line after line of troops. After the tenth and line, Jack tensed his grip on his grenade.
"Alright, at the count of three, we pull the pin and cross the street, ducking behind that house. Ready... one, two, three!"
Pulling the pins, the three jumped up and ran out to the street, throwing the grenades into the marching group. There were screams, then explosions, incinerating Blue Moon Troops and launching others through the air.
Those not harmed turned and fired their weapons blindly at the pair. They fired back, while running across the street and diving behind the small house for cover.
The troops would have followed, but they were ambushed by the two privates that had gone down farther.
"Okay, that was good," Jack said, looking at them both. "Looks like we've got them on the run. But hear those explosions? A battle is going on down by the city. We need to take them from behind too."
He jumped as stray bullets rammed the side of the house he was next to. Looking around, he continued.
"We head for the front of the town, until we clearly see the Blue Moon Army. Crystian, Ryan, you two are going to go up into those hills and take out the Artillery canons. Kill the operators and push them down the cliff. I will speak with the other two privates about the plans with them. Understand?"
Crystian and Ryan nodded.
"Okay, lets move!"
As Crystian and Ryan ran down the path leading to the mountains, Jack went out to have a look around at what the results were.
The Blue Moon Soldiers were dead. The two Privates, James Rocco and Tom Meyer, were still alive. They had taken the troops by surprise.
"Good job, guys," Jack said. "I have a plan. We're going to sneak quietly to the front of the city until we see the Blue Moon Army fighting ours. Then, we take any grenades we've got left, throw them at them, take cover, then charge into the arena and do what we can do."
"Sounds fine," Tom muttered.
"I'll do it," James said. "For Orange Star."
"I hear that," Jack said. "Come on."
---
The three ran crouching alongside the small houses. The thick fog of battle was in the sky, the clouds a dark gray. Jack could barley see troops charging to and fro, either shooting their machine guns or getting shot themselves.
"Alright, I see them," Jack whispered. "Jump down into that ditch there!"
As they jumped into the ditch, Jack stood, watching. "We throw our grenades in seperate places," he explained, indicating which spots. "That way it'll have more effect."
"I'm surprised you aren't Sergeant, or something," Tom said, admiring Jack's plans.
"Trust me," Jack said, grinning. "After this war, I just might be."
"I mean, seriously though, after that event with Battleship OS," Tom continued. "You should at least be a Corporal."
"Yeah... but lots of people did more than me back then," Jack said. "Anyway, we need to focus. Got your grenades?"
He, Tom, and James pulled their grenades from their straps.
"Ready?" Jack said. "Three, two, one!"
They raised their arms and hurled the grenades with all their might in their chosen directions. Three seconds passed, then three explosions were heard. Screams and yells were among the Blue Moon troops as they ran in different directions, thinking they were in a mine field.
Jack, James, and Tom jumped up and fired their machine guns at nearby troops. They fell dead, pierced by bullets.
"Go, go, go!" Jack shouted. The three climbed out of the ditch and charged into the battle.
Jack dived forward to the ground and a Blue Moon Troop ran at him, shooting his weapon. Jack aimed up, and the infantry fell with a bullet in his head.
"Pitiful," Jack said as he reloaded.
---
Crystian and Ryan ran through the path going up the mountain, being blocked from view by the surrounding foilage and trees. Carrying freshly loaded rifles, they made their way, searching for any sign that the artillery were near.
"Not far!" Crystian said, as an artillery was heard firing. "It sounds really close!"
"There!" Ryan said, pointing down a turned path. They both stopped, clutched their rifles, and silently stepped down the path.
Crystian tapped Ryan on the shoulder, and pointed. There were the artillery. At least three of them, surrounded by trees. An Officer in a Blue Moon uniform was watching through a small hole in the foilage with binoculars.
"Aim 20 degrees left!" he shouted. "Ready... fire!"
The Artillery went off. Crystian and Ryan charged in, aiming their rifles and shouting.
"Hands up, you four! We're taking these artillery!"
The Officer turned and looked at them disbelievingly. "What the hell do you two think you're doing?"
"Taking these Artillery, of course," Ryan said. "Now hands up!"
The Officer did not put his hands up. Instead, he walked towards them. "I suggest you leave. Now."
"And I suggest you put your hands up and surrender, before you're shot," Crystian said, turning his rifle to the Officer. "Do it!"
The Officer laughed. Just then a man in one of the artillery whipped out a pistol and fired. Unfortunately for him, he missed. Crystian dived and blasted the man in the head with his rifle.
Ryan was taken by surprise by the sudden event, and the Officer took advantage of that. Whipping out a pistol of his own, the Blue Moon Officer shot Ryan in the chest. Ryan fell, eyes wide, still clutching the rifle. As he hit the ground, he accidentally pulled the trigger, hitting another artillery operator.
Crystian quickly turned on the ground and shot the Officer. Getting up, he pushed the man to the ground and shot him again.
The third and final Artillery Operator jumped out and tried to run. Crystian turned and aimed his rifle. "Don't move!"
The man obeyed, quickly putting his hands to his head.
Crystian lowered his rifle. "Finally, someone cooperative. Let's go."