Fort Triggering
--An Advance Wars Fan Fiction by StarFoxRocks--
Chapter XXIII: The Final Battle
Fort Triggering, Orange Star
7:01 A.M.
Saturday, 9th of September
The entire troupe that was to defend Fort Triggering that day was consisted of 31 soldiers - some veterans, some new - even some familiar faces, such as Joseph Tucker and some soldiers from the Fermanta battle.
General Ghramn was on the balcony. All the soldiers stood below, watching him with tense silence. The General did not say anything for several moments, until he cleared his throat, and coughed.
"Soldiers... for the past five days, Blue Moon has been terrorizing our country. But today, when the forces come to take over Fort Triggering, we will either barge through to our victory, or die fighting bravely. Through thirty one soldiers to Blue Moon may be like a mere short battle, but what I see is a platoon of brave troops, eager to fight for our cause. Today we fight for our right to live. Today we prove to Blue Moon that we are not a country to simply invade and take over, but something they will regret for the rest of their lives - we will make them pay! We will go on with our lives, and not surrender Orange Star to those bastards! Today we will celebrate our freedom from terrorism!"
The soldiers cheered long and loud at the words of their General. When peace was restored, he chose to make an announcement.
"Well... I'd say Nell has an announcement, but... she isn't feeling too well, so..."
"That will do, Zack."
General Ghramn turned to see Nell stepping onto the balcony.
"Ma'am?"
The soldiers exchanged glances.
Nell stood into view on the balcony.
"I just want to say one thing..."
She fell silent.
"Tell us!" A soldier encouraged.
"Yeah, what do ya have?" another shouted.
Nell sighed, then spoke loud and clear. "Kick their asses!"
The soldiers cheered, some laughing in disbelief on what Nell had just said.
"Troops!" Captain Ferris said, making the troops fall silent. "Lets ready ourselves for battle."
---
Guns, ammunition, and grenades were handed out to each soldier as they stepped forward for theirs. There were extra crates of each stocked in the tank garage, which had tanks being prepared, as well as one artillery cannon.
Hachi was in the garage, watching Andy fiddle with the artillery with his wrench.
"Hey, Andy!" Hachi called, making him turn. "What are ya doing to that? Max'll go bonkers if he sees you messing with his armored units!"
"Max hates artillery," Andy shrugged, turning back around.
"Even so," Hachi said. "Say, what are you doing to it, anyway?"
"You'll see," Andy said. "Lets just say it'll be a big surprise!"
---
Jack saw about five soldiers looking at a paper posted up against the HeadQuarters wall. Crystian happened to be one of them.
"Yo, Crys!" he called, running over. "Whats this?"
"Just a note of the 31 soldiers who are all gonna die today," Crystian muttered, walking off. He hadn't really spoken to Jack since last night. Jack was begining to wonder if he ever would again.
He took a look at the paper. It read as the following:
Fort Triggering Assault
Saturday, 9th of September
Orange Star Soldiers
Pvt. Ken Anderson
Pvt. Will Atkins
Pvt. Jack Brady
Cpl. Wess Brown
Lt. John Cizemann
Sgt. Tyler Emery
Pvt. Carl Enderson
Cpl. Crystian Evans
Pvt. Tim Farr
Cpt. A. J. Ferris
Lt. Freddy Gold
Cpl. Jason Gunnerson
Cpl. Sean Higgins
Pvt. Wilfred Inuendez
Sgt. Aaron Jackman
Pvt. Seth James
Cpl. Rick Jenkins
Pvt. Cliff Kinnear
Lt. Rob Karlson
Sgt. Wilson Lamondo
Sgt. Jack Munro
Pvt. Xavier Nuwvie
Pvt. James Opall
Cpl. Lee Perkins
Sgt. Jake Rayson
Cpl. Ryan Richens
Lt. Bill Smith
Sgt. Paul Thompson
Sgt. Aaron Town
Jr. Sgt. Joseph Tucker
Pvt. Chris Xue
Jack didn't see too many familiar names, but some caught his eye. He turned and walked towards the main doors.
The doors were metal, and only budged whenever someone was in the Control Tower, which was located somewhere in the HQ building. It was easy to find, since it was the only tower part of the whole building.
There was a sniper tower on both sides of the gate, with a ladder that went down to the ground, enabling them to climb up in case of defence situations such as the one they were all about to witness.
"Imagine if someone actually got up there," Jack said, looking at the towers. "That would make my day..."
"Mine too, Private."
Jack turned and saw Sergeant Lamondo standing next to him.
"Uh, sir!" he saluted.
"At ease, Private," Lamondo said with a wave of his hand. "I was just thinking of Sergeant Bowser... that man deserved Lieutenant..."
"Yeah... I think that, too..."
"You scared the hell out of us when you did what you did," Lamondo continued. "But it had to be done. Just don't do it again..."
"I'll try not to, sir," Jack said, turning away.
When he turned back, the Sergeant had gone.
---
An alarm rang as Blue Moon soldiers rushed to their vehicles. People dashed to and fro as Olaf, Colin, and Lieutenant Cillian made way through the large crowd.
"How will we get there?" Olaf asked.
"We'll be taking an APC in the middle of the platoon, sir," Cillian responded, pushing an infantry out of his way. "We've got one reserved for you, Colin, and Colonel Grant. The others will have other means of travel, such as recons, tanks, md tanks..."
"I get the picture," Olaf muttered. "Well, as long as we don't walk, its fine by me."
"Understandable, sir," Cillian said. "There it is."
He pointed at an APC, which was being ran by as though nobody noticed it.
"Well, god speed, sir," Cillian said. "I must catch an APC of my own."
He turned and disappeared into the crowd. Without a hesitant move, Olaf entered the APC, Colin in his trail.
---
Private Opall and Private Atkins were already up in the towers. Other soldiers were standing by.
"Any sign of them, Privates?" Lieutenant Karlson called up.
"Not a single one yet, sir!" Atkins yelled down. "They might have chickened out!"
"No, thats not possible," Private Opall said, looking around with his binoculars. "That isn't like Blue Moon."
Sergeant Emery was directing the soldiers on their positions, looking at a piece of paper he was given to by those of a higher rank. He stepped up to Jack's side, looking at the paper.
"Brady! Uh... it says here you're on tank duty with Munro, Rayson, and Farr. Snap to it, soldier!"
As Jack sighed and walked towards the hangar, a shout rang out, catching everyone's attention.
"I see them! They're coming!"
--An Advance Wars Fan Fiction by StarFoxRocks--
Chapter XXIII: The Final Battle
Fort Triggering, Orange Star
7:01 A.M.
Saturday, 9th of September
The entire troupe that was to defend Fort Triggering that day was consisted of 31 soldiers - some veterans, some new - even some familiar faces, such as Joseph Tucker and some soldiers from the Fermanta battle.
General Ghramn was on the balcony. All the soldiers stood below, watching him with tense silence. The General did not say anything for several moments, until he cleared his throat, and coughed.
"Soldiers... for the past five days, Blue Moon has been terrorizing our country. But today, when the forces come to take over Fort Triggering, we will either barge through to our victory, or die fighting bravely. Through thirty one soldiers to Blue Moon may be like a mere short battle, but what I see is a platoon of brave troops, eager to fight for our cause. Today we fight for our right to live. Today we prove to Blue Moon that we are not a country to simply invade and take over, but something they will regret for the rest of their lives - we will make them pay! We will go on with our lives, and not surrender Orange Star to those bastards! Today we will celebrate our freedom from terrorism!"
The soldiers cheered long and loud at the words of their General. When peace was restored, he chose to make an announcement.
"Well... I'd say Nell has an announcement, but... she isn't feeling too well, so..."
"That will do, Zack."
General Ghramn turned to see Nell stepping onto the balcony.
"Ma'am?"
The soldiers exchanged glances.
Nell stood into view on the balcony.
"I just want to say one thing..."
She fell silent.
"Tell us!" A soldier encouraged.
"Yeah, what do ya have?" another shouted.
Nell sighed, then spoke loud and clear. "Kick their asses!"
The soldiers cheered, some laughing in disbelief on what Nell had just said.
"Troops!" Captain Ferris said, making the troops fall silent. "Lets ready ourselves for battle."
---
Guns, ammunition, and grenades were handed out to each soldier as they stepped forward for theirs. There were extra crates of each stocked in the tank garage, which had tanks being prepared, as well as one artillery cannon.
Hachi was in the garage, watching Andy fiddle with the artillery with his wrench.
"Hey, Andy!" Hachi called, making him turn. "What are ya doing to that? Max'll go bonkers if he sees you messing with his armored units!"
"Max hates artillery," Andy shrugged, turning back around.
"Even so," Hachi said. "Say, what are you doing to it, anyway?"
"You'll see," Andy said. "Lets just say it'll be a big surprise!"
---
Jack saw about five soldiers looking at a paper posted up against the HeadQuarters wall. Crystian happened to be one of them.
"Yo, Crys!" he called, running over. "Whats this?"
"Just a note of the 31 soldiers who are all gonna die today," Crystian muttered, walking off. He hadn't really spoken to Jack since last night. Jack was begining to wonder if he ever would again.
He took a look at the paper. It read as the following:
Fort Triggering Assault
Saturday, 9th of September
Orange Star Soldiers
Pvt. Ken Anderson
Pvt. Will Atkins
Pvt. Jack Brady
Cpl. Wess Brown
Lt. John Cizemann
Sgt. Tyler Emery
Pvt. Carl Enderson
Cpl. Crystian Evans
Pvt. Tim Farr
Cpt. A. J. Ferris
Lt. Freddy Gold
Cpl. Jason Gunnerson
Cpl. Sean Higgins
Pvt. Wilfred Inuendez
Sgt. Aaron Jackman
Pvt. Seth James
Cpl. Rick Jenkins
Pvt. Cliff Kinnear
Lt. Rob Karlson
Sgt. Wilson Lamondo
Sgt. Jack Munro
Pvt. Xavier Nuwvie
Pvt. James Opall
Cpl. Lee Perkins
Sgt. Jake Rayson
Cpl. Ryan Richens
Lt. Bill Smith
Sgt. Paul Thompson
Sgt. Aaron Town
Jr. Sgt. Joseph Tucker
Pvt. Chris Xue
Jack didn't see too many familiar names, but some caught his eye. He turned and walked towards the main doors.
The doors were metal, and only budged whenever someone was in the Control Tower, which was located somewhere in the HQ building. It was easy to find, since it was the only tower part of the whole building.
There was a sniper tower on both sides of the gate, with a ladder that went down to the ground, enabling them to climb up in case of defence situations such as the one they were all about to witness.
"Imagine if someone actually got up there," Jack said, looking at the towers. "That would make my day..."
"Mine too, Private."
Jack turned and saw Sergeant Lamondo standing next to him.
"Uh, sir!" he saluted.
"At ease, Private," Lamondo said with a wave of his hand. "I was just thinking of Sergeant Bowser... that man deserved Lieutenant..."
"Yeah... I think that, too..."
"You scared the hell out of us when you did what you did," Lamondo continued. "But it had to be done. Just don't do it again..."
"I'll try not to, sir," Jack said, turning away.
When he turned back, the Sergeant had gone.
---
An alarm rang as Blue Moon soldiers rushed to their vehicles. People dashed to and fro as Olaf, Colin, and Lieutenant Cillian made way through the large crowd.
"How will we get there?" Olaf asked.
"We'll be taking an APC in the middle of the platoon, sir," Cillian responded, pushing an infantry out of his way. "We've got one reserved for you, Colin, and Colonel Grant. The others will have other means of travel, such as recons, tanks, md tanks..."
"I get the picture," Olaf muttered. "Well, as long as we don't walk, its fine by me."
"Understandable, sir," Cillian said. "There it is."
He pointed at an APC, which was being ran by as though nobody noticed it.
"Well, god speed, sir," Cillian said. "I must catch an APC of my own."
He turned and disappeared into the crowd. Without a hesitant move, Olaf entered the APC, Colin in his trail.
---
Private Opall and Private Atkins were already up in the towers. Other soldiers were standing by.
"Any sign of them, Privates?" Lieutenant Karlson called up.
"Not a single one yet, sir!" Atkins yelled down. "They might have chickened out!"
"No, thats not possible," Private Opall said, looking around with his binoculars. "That isn't like Blue Moon."
Sergeant Emery was directing the soldiers on their positions, looking at a piece of paper he was given to by those of a higher rank. He stepped up to Jack's side, looking at the paper.
"Brady! Uh... it says here you're on tank duty with Munro, Rayson, and Farr. Snap to it, soldier!"
As Jack sighed and walked towards the hangar, a shout rang out, catching everyone's attention.
"I see them! They're coming!"