So chapter 2 this one's got alot of action enjoy

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Registration office; Moscow, Russia.

The office was loud with the talk of soldiers and commissioners. Paul got in line carrying a long wrapped bundle. When he finally got to the table;

"Name?" Asked the commissioner

"My name is Paul Paul Von Relienburg."

"Weapons?"

He laid his bundle on the table. The commissioner unwrapped it.

"What is this?" Asked the commissioner holding up his weapons.

"My weapons." Said Paul

"These things are ancient."

"But they work; besides your brochure says I can use any weapon I want."

"You're not going to last five minutes."

"I've trained with them for months; I can fire them better than most of the soldiers who originally use them."

"We don't have the ammo for these things." Said the commissioner

"Don't worry; I've modified them to fit your bullets."

"Whatever. Next." The commissioner called

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Four months later

RRN (Russian Republic Navy) Cruiser.

"Soldiers." The commissioner said, as hundreds of soldiers began to gather around him including Paul. "You are soldiers of the fifth Regiment of Moscow." He pointed at a map of St. Petersburg. "You will be a first Regiment that assaults the walls." He pointed to a series walls on the map. "These were constructed about five years ago. They are 6 feet of concrete. It is planned that you will make amphibious landings from Baltic Sea. The walls surround the outskirts of the city that face the sea. Each squad has an engineer; they will be in charge of blowing up the walls. Bear in mind that he will be fired on by machine guns and artillery. We attack in 3 hours. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir comrade." All the soldiers responded.

"After the battle you will be under the command of Hernando Vargas." The commissioner said

"Hernando Vargas" (see previous story for references to Hernando Vargas) Paul said to himself he hadn't heard or thought of that name in a long time.

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Day of the attack; 10 minutes till landing.

Paul and about 100 other soldiers were packed into a transport, a small one fit for maybe 60 soldiers. Far off everyone could hear the sound of artillery pounding the sea, probably to take out the transports, however the artillery they were using was far to outdated and couldn't hit them. That's what the commanders said.

Suddenly an explosion was heard, everyone looked to the left as one of the transports was engulfed in flames, and men sent flying in all directions.

"Guess they can hit us." Muttered Paul

"That isn't good." another solider muttered.

" 3 minutes!" Called the driver

Paul gripped his gun harder. He felt his hands become slippery from the sweat on his hands. He looked around the other soldiers mostly had some kind of semi-auto an AK or M-16. One person had a PSG-1 a Semi-auto sniper rifle. One person had only 2 pistols but was covered in ammo. The engineer of every squad wore a yellow helmet to distinguish them from the rest of the men. the Engineer of this squad had and Oozy as his weapon. They kinda looked like an army of mercenaries, mostly because they could use any weapon they wanted.

"Oh crap." Some one said

Everyone looked up and there it was the wall. It looked about as big as the commanders had said. But that had been describing it, seeing it gripped you with fear.

"30 second!" Screamed the driver

The walls were 6 feet highs lined with bunkers and machine guns, most of which were way out of date. but that didn't seem to have any affect on the soldiers. Suddenly without warning the front of the transport dropped and the order to charge was given. Immediately all the soldiers in the transport charged. Paul felt he was being pushed out and hit the water face first, he managed to surface and he could see the soliders all around him charging towards the wall. He quickly jumped to his feet and ran throuht the water. He could feel the bullets whizzing by and saw bodies falling all around him. he finally hit the sand it felt good to be on solid ground it allowed him to move faster. He dashed up and down the beach in a zig-zag to avoid getting shot. He looked around and then ducked into a hole that had been created by a shell from a ship's gun. After resting for a second he rasied his rifle and fired it at the wall. He soon realized that it was no good because the machine guns were only fired out of niches only an inch or to wide, impossible to hit from his distance, he needed to get closer. He looked to his right and saw squad of soldiers running up, get mowed down by fire. He decided he needed to move. He leapt out of the hole and ran towards the wall. It was at least a 50 yard dash. After what felt like forever he hit the wall literally crashing into it. He looked to his left and saw about 7 soliders each with and AK-47 or some variation of it, to his right were about 3 people one had a rocket launcher the other 2 carried ammo for it. The engineer had a blow torches and was cutting a hole in the concrete within about 15 minutes it had cut a big enough hole (blow torches were more powerful in the future). all 12 of them dashed inside. They had cut into a room of some sort, it was barren and had ammo crates stacked in the corner. Above them they heard the sound of heavy gun fire, not hand held fire but artillery. Suddenly there was a huge boom that didn't come from the artillery above them. All of he men rushed up to the second floor, the room was smoking and there was a hole n the roof because apparently a shell had hit it, all the occupants were dead. the room itself was centered around one K-9 howitzer a cannon given to the communists by the North Koreans. From their position the soldiers and Paul could see the machine gunners and other artillery, one after another the were shot or destroyed and by the end of the day the beach was clear.

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