Fort Triggering
--An Advance Wars Fan Fiction by StarFoxRocks--
Chapter XXIV: Bearing Down Upon Them
"Battle stations!"
"Prepare for war!"
"They're coming!"
"Ready those tanks!"
"Try to snipe 'em!"
Privates Opall and Atkins grabbed their sniper rifles.
"Man, they're going to fast!" Opall exclaimed. "I can't get a clear shot!"
"Fire anyway!" shouted Lieutenant Karlson.
As Sniper Rifle fire rang, the troops below began finishing the prepriations of the battle ahead.
Jack quietly snuck from the hangar as the tanks moved out as well, while the artillery stayed inside. He looked for Crystian, but he wasn't in sight.
"Load your weapons!" Lieutenant Gold was ordering. "Thompson! Get those grenades ready!"
"Right, Lieutenant!" Paul said.
"They're coming closer!" shouted Opall. "We can't-"
A bullet was lodged into his head. He fell from the tower.
"Shit!" Sergeant Lamondo said. "Someone get up on that tower!"
Private Inuendez began to climb up the ladder, but a tank fired at it. The tower exploded, sending flaming wood splinters everywhere. The ladder snapped, and Inuendez fell to the ground.
"Damn! My back!" he shouted.
The large metal gates began being fired upon.
"They're attacking the gates!" Sergeant Rayson said. "Throw some grenades over! Stop them at all costs!"
Bullets flew through the gaps between the gate bars. Corporal Brown was struck down by a bullet. He fell to the ground.
"Shit, my leg!" he said. "I'm hit!"
Sergeant Jackman attempted to drag him to safety, but he was hit as well. He fell down next to him.
"Keep your head down, Corporal!" he ordered.
Grenades flew over the gates. Blue Moon Infantry were sent flying, but it did the tanks none. They kept firing upon the gates.
"Damn it! It's not working!" shouted Corporal Jenkins. "What'll we do?"
"Wait for them to bust through!" Lieutenant Smith said. "We'll have bazookas, and take 'em down as they enter! We can't lose."
Private Atkins was having trouble of his own in the only remaining tower. He didn't dare take the ladder down, because he would be seen and killed.
"Atkins! You still alive up there?" his radio buzzed. Atkins slowy responded.
"Uh... yeah... I'm kinda pinned here..."
"Slide down the ladder!"
"You're insane!"
"Do it!"
Private Atkins sighed. "Fine..."
He slowly grabbed hold of the ladder, then began sliding down, picking up speed.
"Ha hah! They won't be able to-"
A tank shell burst the tower apart. Atkins reached the ground, but when he looked up, he saw the flaming remains of the tower falling towards him!
"Oh, f-"
Private Atkins was crushed instantly.
"No!" Sergeant Lamondo said. "Damn it..."
---
"Blow down those gates! Smash the Orange Star bastards!"
Olaf turned away from the tanks to Colin and Grant.
"Good job with the towers, Grant."
The Colonel shrugged. "I figured they'd be trouble. Who was the moron who decided it had to be made of wood?"
"I know... sir!" Colin said. "It's really stupid, sir."
"That's the spirit," Olaf said.
Lieutenant Cillian was giving orders to the troops.
"Keep firing! You mean, throw some grenades over!"
"This is too easy," Olaf said. "We'll have this place in no time."
---
The gates were getting more and more wrecked.
"We can't hold 'em!" Private Nuwvie yelled. "Clear the way! It's gonna blow!"
"Get those tanks ready!" Paul shouted.
Corporal Perkins armed a bazooka. "I'm ready for 'em! Common, assholes!"
The gate began to creak. Then..
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!
It burst into many pieces of scrap metal, rendered to nothing. Through the flames came blue moon tanks!
"They're in!" shouted Lamondo. "Open fire!!!"
--An Advance Wars Fan Fiction by StarFoxRocks--
Chapter XXIV: Bearing Down Upon Them
"Battle stations!"
"Prepare for war!"
"They're coming!"
"Ready those tanks!"
"Try to snipe 'em!"
Privates Opall and Atkins grabbed their sniper rifles.
"Man, they're going to fast!" Opall exclaimed. "I can't get a clear shot!"
"Fire anyway!" shouted Lieutenant Karlson.
As Sniper Rifle fire rang, the troops below began finishing the prepriations of the battle ahead.
Jack quietly snuck from the hangar as the tanks moved out as well, while the artillery stayed inside. He looked for Crystian, but he wasn't in sight.
"Load your weapons!" Lieutenant Gold was ordering. "Thompson! Get those grenades ready!"
"Right, Lieutenant!" Paul said.
"They're coming closer!" shouted Opall. "We can't-"
A bullet was lodged into his head. He fell from the tower.
"Shit!" Sergeant Lamondo said. "Someone get up on that tower!"
Private Inuendez began to climb up the ladder, but a tank fired at it. The tower exploded, sending flaming wood splinters everywhere. The ladder snapped, and Inuendez fell to the ground.
"Damn! My back!" he shouted.
The large metal gates began being fired upon.
"They're attacking the gates!" Sergeant Rayson said. "Throw some grenades over! Stop them at all costs!"
Bullets flew through the gaps between the gate bars. Corporal Brown was struck down by a bullet. He fell to the ground.
"Shit, my leg!" he said. "I'm hit!"
Sergeant Jackman attempted to drag him to safety, but he was hit as well. He fell down next to him.
"Keep your head down, Corporal!" he ordered.
Grenades flew over the gates. Blue Moon Infantry were sent flying, but it did the tanks none. They kept firing upon the gates.
"Damn it! It's not working!" shouted Corporal Jenkins. "What'll we do?"
"Wait for them to bust through!" Lieutenant Smith said. "We'll have bazookas, and take 'em down as they enter! We can't lose."
Private Atkins was having trouble of his own in the only remaining tower. He didn't dare take the ladder down, because he would be seen and killed.
"Atkins! You still alive up there?" his radio buzzed. Atkins slowy responded.
"Uh... yeah... I'm kinda pinned here..."
"Slide down the ladder!"
"You're insane!"
"Do it!"
Private Atkins sighed. "Fine..."
He slowly grabbed hold of the ladder, then began sliding down, picking up speed.
"Ha hah! They won't be able to-"
A tank shell burst the tower apart. Atkins reached the ground, but when he looked up, he saw the flaming remains of the tower falling towards him!
"Oh, f-"
Private Atkins was crushed instantly.
"No!" Sergeant Lamondo said. "Damn it..."
---
"Blow down those gates! Smash the Orange Star bastards!"
Olaf turned away from the tanks to Colin and Grant.
"Good job with the towers, Grant."
The Colonel shrugged. "I figured they'd be trouble. Who was the moron who decided it had to be made of wood?"
"I know... sir!" Colin said. "It's really stupid, sir."
"That's the spirit," Olaf said.
Lieutenant Cillian was giving orders to the troops.
"Keep firing! You mean, throw some grenades over!"
"This is too easy," Olaf said. "We'll have this place in no time."
---
The gates were getting more and more wrecked.
"We can't hold 'em!" Private Nuwvie yelled. "Clear the way! It's gonna blow!"
"Get those tanks ready!" Paul shouted.
Corporal Perkins armed a bazooka. "I'm ready for 'em! Common, assholes!"
The gate began to creak. Then..
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!
It burst into many pieces of scrap metal, rendered to nothing. Through the flames came blue moon tanks!
"They're in!" shouted Lamondo. "Open fire!!!"