Hi, I'm back at CNC writing again.
After my 'long' absence' I've decided to once again take up the fight against oppression in the communist-capitalist war.
Chapter three. "San".
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We were going just fine, over the soviet-held ruins of San Francisco, when we accidentally went over a large group of patrolling flak troopers.
We lost all 3 of the Nighthawks carrying the engineers. They gave a good fight though, shooting the flak troopers, then smooshing them.
Thank god we still had my chopper, the special ops one.
Even if I didn't know most of the others in there.
I saw an engineer, my friend, a guy with a long gun and yellow camouflage, and a girl.
I'm guessing she was Tanya. She did have the 'take-no-prisoners/ask-no-questions' look, and the dual guns. And she kept staring kind of hatefully at me.
I guess its cause I fought against her.
I was going to say sorry when we we're forced to land.
At least we weren't shot down. Like the group of helicopters in front of us.
20 GIs, all gone, in a moment. Because of a HUGE black cloud of exploding flak.
We landed, with the 2 other copters full of GIs behind us.
"Well, isn't this just great! Now, we have to walk in addition to avoiding patrols. Even Tanya can't take out tanks!" said a panic stricken GI.
Most agreed with him.
The only ones NOT willing to go give up were Tanya, my friend, the sniper, and me.
And since Tanya outranked pretty much everyone, we voted her leader.
So, the sniper went first, because of his long vision, then Tanya, to keep him covered from surprises. Then my friend, the spy. And the engineer was a must, so the 10 GIs protected him. I brought up the rear.
We only saw conscripts and dogs.
No tesla anything, no tanks, no buildings.
After all the walking around, we finally found the bridge, which had a huge amount of pillboxes and prism towers.
"I'm sorry sir, I know we were to come by helicopter, and with more people, but most of it was shot down. And we sent the last 3 helicopters back." Said Tanya.
Our command showing-colors-turned from light blue to blue.
And our engineer was put to work repairing the very, very, very long bridge.
My friend met more spies, who told him the tricks of the trade.
Tanya kept bossing around poor GIs and eyeing a few.
The original GIs were bunkered down with the majority of their kind at the front, ready to repel any sort of invasion.
The sniper joined one of his brothers-at-arms from England, a bit behind the GIs.
A battle lab was erected.
Then I remembered there were no buildings. Ithought I should tell the commander that we had seen none.
"Uh, Dash, sir?"
"Yes, my new soldier?"
"I thought you might like some intel."
"What is it?"
"We didn't see any buildings from section 30 to here sir."
"Ahh, good, this will make my job much easier." He said to me.
A minute later, I saw a Prism Tank roll out of the War Factory.
Followed by another one. And another. And another. Yet another.
And 45 more.
Dash split them into 2 groups, on to cover the north half, one to cover the south half.
Cover it all in Dash's light.
But, before he sent them, he made a Nighthawk and 5 engineers.
"Just in case you find any buildings." he said, and i could feel him eyeing me from his super-satilite
And off the Prism Tanks went.
And they looked so polite, letting each other go first.
Not like Rhino tanks, who seemed to push and shove, and then turn helplessly when stuck.
They wasted all the infantry, no tanks, and they found a barracks, a war factory, a Battle Lab, a radar dome, and an old, very-damaged construction yard.
No power plants or sentry guns, so it was easy to take over with the 5 engineers.
So, I laid back and waited for my call.
Which didn't come in this fight.
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Well, that was chapter three.
Even I don't know what his weird ability is.
I just go with the flow.
I get to read my own writing …… as an alpha reader-thingy.
Till next time, I'm dash, commanding 600 GIs to destroy a limousine.