Fort Triggering
--An Advance Wars Fan Fiction by StarFoxRocks--
Chapter XXII: War has just Begun
Orange Star City: Defense
Friday, 8th of September
The Squad
Leader: Cpt. A. J. Ferris
Co-Leaders: Sgt. Ryan Bowser (X), Sgt. Wilson Lamondo
Pvt. Will Atkins
Cpl. Bill Basington (X)
Pvt. Sammy Beegar (X)
Pvt. Jack Brady
Pvt. Seth Caddling (X)
Cpl. Crystian Evans
Lt. Tim Ferrel (X)
Cpl. Sean Fratrick (X)
Pvt. Ray Gemm (X)
Pvt. Ian Irmandez (X)
Pvt. Arnold Jackson (X)
Pvt. Seth James
Pvt. Cliff Kinnear
Cpl. John Lemons (X)
Lt. Arnold Murphy (X)
Sgt. Basil Orinn (X)
Sgt. Jake Rayson
Cpl. Ryan Richens
Cpl. Larry Smith (X)
Lt. Ernie Townelly (X)
Cpl. John Zuck (X)
"I believe we're looking at a total loss, ma'am. Any moment they will be attacking Fort Triggering."
General Zack Ghramn was standing at the meeting table, his face an unpleasant one. Nell was staring at the report she was handed. Was this true? Orange Star City in ruins?
"This can't be..."
"I'm afraid it is, Lady Nell. What do we need to do?"
Nell was silent for a moment that seemed to last forever, until...
"How many men do we have left?" she asked.
"Around 30," Ghramn replied. "Enough to hold out an assault from Blue Moon? I don't think so."
"Max..." Nell said. "Do you still have some tanks?"
"I believe so..." Max said.
"And I can assist repairing them!" Andy said.
"What about you, Sami?"
"I have no better duty than to fight in combat with my soldiers," Sami said.
"What! Absurd!" Nell said, trying to convince her otherwise. "Proposterous! I dissaprove!"
"I do not care if you approve or not, Nell," Sami said, standing. "I will help win this war, if not, then I will die in combat with my men!"
Nell sighed, her head falling onto the table. "Yes... it is your choice... I'm sorry..."
"Gee, Nell's really taken in by all this war stuff," Andy said sympathetically.
"War causes grief to many," General Ghramn said. "But to others it is a game of chess. Life or death does not matter to those Blue Moon cowards..."
---
Jack and Crystian were back in the HQ lounge. Crystian wasn't reading. It was too bad of a time to be reading...
"Jack..." he said. "What happened? You went all berserk... it wasn't like you..."
"I know..." Jack said. "But the man who had taught me all I know today had died, Crystian. I watched him die with my very own eyes. Something inside me just... snapped..."
Paul Thompson strolled through the glass doors, catching sight of them.
"Hey, guys," he muttered.
"Paul, whats up?" Crystian said. "Long time no see. So who's taking Bowser's command?"
"Me... I think," Paul replied. "They've promoted me to Sergeant. They need all the men they can get for defending Fort Triggering."
"Defending? Whats going on?" Jack asked.
"Oh, you didn't find out?" Paul asked. "Well, they've confirmed Fort Triggering as a target for the next assault. We're all gonna be cooped up here defending when they arrive with their strike forces. Luckily, we've got plenty of guns and ammuniton for machine guns, rifles, and bazookas, so we can hold out well if we work together."
"Damn... this is going to be tough," Crystian said.
"Better catch up on sleep," Paul said. "Tomorrow will be a hell of a bad day."
"Like we can sleep knowing this," Jack muttered.
"Yeah, well... you can try."
---
"CO Olaf!"
The night's darkness fell over Kanbrik Base. Lieutenant John Cillian ran up to the large Commander, holding a report.
"Sir, we're ready to assault Fort Triggering!"
"What?"
"Its official, sir..."
Colonel Grant, Captain Ramzini, and Colin were called out at hearing this.
"Whats the big news?" Ramzini asked.
"Are we ready for battle?" Colin asked eagerly.
"Indeed we are," Lieutenant Cillian said. "On your order, Olaf."
Olaf stood thinkinh for a second. "We just had a big battle over Orange Star City... lets wait until tomorrow. Give the foe some time before their horrible demise, eh?"
Ramznini nodded in agreement. "Absolutetly, sir."
"Our troops do need rest," Grant said. "But will it be enough rest?"
"You worry too much," Olaf said. "Come on, let's all hit the hay. We've got a big battle ahead of us."
---
Captain Ferris was with General Ghramn. It was later that night in the meeting room.
"So, who do we have positioned here?"
"Well, according to this, we have Survivors from the Orange Star City battle, like Corporal Richens, Private Brady and Private Atkins... we've got Sergeant Rayson and Sergeant Lamondo... even Junior Sergeant Tucker is lending a hand. We've got 'em all, sir."
"The best of the best..." Ghramn muttered, staring at the list. "But are they up for the task?"
"We don't have a choice, sir," Ferris said. "We're stuck here, with no way out but the way Blue Moon will be bearing down on us upon..."
"I fear death is knocking on our doorstep," Ghramn said. "But if he does, I'll be ready. One way, or another."
"Noble words, sir," Ferris said.
Ghramn put the paper back into the file folder, and stuffed it into a file cabinet. He then shut it, drenching it in darkness.
--An Advance Wars Fan Fiction by StarFoxRocks--
Chapter XXII: War has just Begun
Orange Star City: Defense
Friday, 8th of September
The Squad
Leader: Cpt. A. J. Ferris
Co-Leaders: Sgt. Ryan Bowser (X), Sgt. Wilson Lamondo
Pvt. Will Atkins
Cpl. Bill Basington (X)
Pvt. Sammy Beegar (X)
Pvt. Jack Brady
Pvt. Seth Caddling (X)
Cpl. Crystian Evans
Lt. Tim Ferrel (X)
Cpl. Sean Fratrick (X)
Pvt. Ray Gemm (X)
Pvt. Ian Irmandez (X)
Pvt. Arnold Jackson (X)
Pvt. Seth James
Pvt. Cliff Kinnear
Cpl. John Lemons (X)
Lt. Arnold Murphy (X)
Sgt. Basil Orinn (X)
Sgt. Jake Rayson
Cpl. Ryan Richens
Cpl. Larry Smith (X)
Lt. Ernie Townelly (X)
Cpl. John Zuck (X)
"I believe we're looking at a total loss, ma'am. Any moment they will be attacking Fort Triggering."
General Zack Ghramn was standing at the meeting table, his face an unpleasant one. Nell was staring at the report she was handed. Was this true? Orange Star City in ruins?
"This can't be..."
"I'm afraid it is, Lady Nell. What do we need to do?"
Nell was silent for a moment that seemed to last forever, until...
"How many men do we have left?" she asked.
"Around 30," Ghramn replied. "Enough to hold out an assault from Blue Moon? I don't think so."
"Max..." Nell said. "Do you still have some tanks?"
"I believe so..." Max said.
"And I can assist repairing them!" Andy said.
"What about you, Sami?"
"I have no better duty than to fight in combat with my soldiers," Sami said.
"What! Absurd!" Nell said, trying to convince her otherwise. "Proposterous! I dissaprove!"
"I do not care if you approve or not, Nell," Sami said, standing. "I will help win this war, if not, then I will die in combat with my men!"
Nell sighed, her head falling onto the table. "Yes... it is your choice... I'm sorry..."
"Gee, Nell's really taken in by all this war stuff," Andy said sympathetically.
"War causes grief to many," General Ghramn said. "But to others it is a game of chess. Life or death does not matter to those Blue Moon cowards..."
---
Jack and Crystian were back in the HQ lounge. Crystian wasn't reading. It was too bad of a time to be reading...
"Jack..." he said. "What happened? You went all berserk... it wasn't like you..."
"I know..." Jack said. "But the man who had taught me all I know today had died, Crystian. I watched him die with my very own eyes. Something inside me just... snapped..."
Paul Thompson strolled through the glass doors, catching sight of them.
"Hey, guys," he muttered.
"Paul, whats up?" Crystian said. "Long time no see. So who's taking Bowser's command?"
"Me... I think," Paul replied. "They've promoted me to Sergeant. They need all the men they can get for defending Fort Triggering."
"Defending? Whats going on?" Jack asked.
"Oh, you didn't find out?" Paul asked. "Well, they've confirmed Fort Triggering as a target for the next assault. We're all gonna be cooped up here defending when they arrive with their strike forces. Luckily, we've got plenty of guns and ammuniton for machine guns, rifles, and bazookas, so we can hold out well if we work together."
"Damn... this is going to be tough," Crystian said.
"Better catch up on sleep," Paul said. "Tomorrow will be a hell of a bad day."
"Like we can sleep knowing this," Jack muttered.
"Yeah, well... you can try."
---
"CO Olaf!"
The night's darkness fell over Kanbrik Base. Lieutenant John Cillian ran up to the large Commander, holding a report.
"Sir, we're ready to assault Fort Triggering!"
"What?"
"Its official, sir..."
Colonel Grant, Captain Ramzini, and Colin were called out at hearing this.
"Whats the big news?" Ramzini asked.
"Are we ready for battle?" Colin asked eagerly.
"Indeed we are," Lieutenant Cillian said. "On your order, Olaf."
Olaf stood thinkinh for a second. "We just had a big battle over Orange Star City... lets wait until tomorrow. Give the foe some time before their horrible demise, eh?"
Ramznini nodded in agreement. "Absolutetly, sir."
"Our troops do need rest," Grant said. "But will it be enough rest?"
"You worry too much," Olaf said. "Come on, let's all hit the hay. We've got a big battle ahead of us."
---
Captain Ferris was with General Ghramn. It was later that night in the meeting room.
"So, who do we have positioned here?"
"Well, according to this, we have Survivors from the Orange Star City battle, like Corporal Richens, Private Brady and Private Atkins... we've got Sergeant Rayson and Sergeant Lamondo... even Junior Sergeant Tucker is lending a hand. We've got 'em all, sir."
"The best of the best..." Ghramn muttered, staring at the list. "But are they up for the task?"
"We don't have a choice, sir," Ferris said. "We're stuck here, with no way out but the way Blue Moon will be bearing down on us upon..."
"I fear death is knocking on our doorstep," Ghramn said. "But if he does, I'll be ready. One way, or another."
"Noble words, sir," Ferris said.
Ghramn put the paper back into the file folder, and stuffed it into a file cabinet. He then shut it, drenching it in darkness.