Chapter 3: Operation Rupa dupe, part 1
AN: I've been getting a few pms asking about the uniforms the Headhunters wear. The best comparison I can make is the Russian assault class on bf3 (The fatigues tan while the helmet and vest along with the rest of the equipment is black) as I sort of just made it up. A helmet cover is just a thin material that envelops the top of the helmet. Don't hesitate to pm me questions as I love answering them and it inspires me to write faster. Review you lazy turds! :P
Crazygamer921: Will do lol I think this is the first of its kind on here, I know I need a beta reader.
[Ruben fields, Four]
Three let out a long whistle "You know me and my family use to come here when I was little." He kicked the rusted frame of what use to be a part of an Enforcer MBT "The army really got there asses kicked."
"Men died here Three show a little respect." Snarled Lt
"Just sayin" Four years prior the Army had its largest engagement in history, unfortunately we lost. The battle turned this once beautiful place filled with wildlife, grass, into just another pile of dirt. There was so many dead and MIA that we couldn't even send a body back to most families.
We were currently waiting for orders to mobilize, like its predecessor this operation was quite large. A full company of men not counting our vehicles which consisted of fast moving Geckos equipped with HMGs. Including us there was only three detachments of Headhunters; each consisting of five men. We were to be on standby and act as support for the rest of the ground forces.
"Were moving out!" Captain Ramirez yelled to his men. Lucky bastards get to have all the fun while we wait to wipe their ass if they shit themselves.
I don't like standing around here it leaves me to my thoughts and this is a place I'd like to forget if possible. It was my first taste of real combat; I was still in the Army back then. The battle itself was a real eye opener for the world when it came to replacing men with machines on the battlefield. Machines don't think which means they don't care who's giving the orders. The great 'Hero of Vale' capitalized on this and gained a nice little robot army for himself.
"Soooo Four who's this lovely lady Leo was telling me about?" shit I knew it was only a matter of time "I was starting to think you were gay"
"Silence is golden" I tried to walk away but he draped his arm around my neck before I could make a proper retreat
"Don't be like that man; you left me hangin with those marines to play with her so I think you owe me at least a name."
"I was showing her how to properly use a gun." It was the truth "I did not 'play' with anyone "
"Daaaamn you work fast, not even twenty minutes and you were already showing her your gun!" The question of how this man outranks me is always present. I remove his hand off me and go to find Five the oldest of the five of us; a fact made apparent by his graying hair. He was sitting in the front seat with half of his body in the Gecko; his legs hanging out.
I liked Five, His experience had saved our asses more times than I could count. Being the oldest he was also much more mature then the others, not that he didn't like to pick every once in a while. On his lap was the tool of his trade. The autorifleman of our team he was armed with a M249. When the enemy was breathing down your neck he was the best friend you could ever have.
"How's it going Four?" I simply shrugged and climbed into the backseat to escape the sun. He arranged the mirror to where I could see him looking at me. "Might as well get comfy it's just a small FOB, nothing the army can't handle." Had to give the White Fang some credit they had really grew over the last eight years. They changed from a large terrorist group to an organized fighting force. Many believe this was with the help of an unseen outside force but none of that concerned me. I was paid to follow orders not to make hypothesizes about who was supplying the enemy. If there was someone supplying the Fang though, I hope they continue to do so. Without the Fang who else is there to fight?
"So that girl you was you was enlocked in a lover embrace with." If looks could kill I would have to clear my schedule for this weekend to attend Five's funeral. To think you were my favorite.
I opened the top hatch to check the HMG on the top and to ignore Five, I could hear the smug bastard cackling below. From up here I can see lot more of the land, brings back memories.
[Ruben fields four years ago, Pvt. Snow]
"Hostiles open up!" Ordered gunny, we were all too happy to comply. From our trenched in position we unleashed hell on the incoming Atlesian knights. This was the third attack today! For every one we destroyed three more took its place. This was fucking suicide! I emptied the rest of my magazine into the metal shells of these walking death machines. The 5.56 rounds passing through doing little damage.
A few of them had broken through our lines, a few was enough. The knights slung the soldiers around like they were mere play things. I pulled out my sidearm and took aim at the closest one to me and placed my shots in the neck area where the neural drive was located. Now aware of a new target the machine took off towards me. My shots became less accurate as my heart picked up. My weapon clicked dry and I turned to run but my caught something and I fell.
Jayden Watkins, my best friend ….laid at my feat. His face in a eternal mask of fear. His eyes stared back me unblinking. The knight had no remorse for my situation that much was clear as he took aim at my head. Why the fuck did I enlist in the military! "Leave me alone!"
The knights head exploded in a series of sparks. His bod fell on the ground next to me. "On your feet boot!" My feet wouldn't work. Only nine of our original seventy-five remained, they walked around making sure the machines were really 'dead'.
"Get on the radio and tell command we are pulling out" He took survey of the surviving members of his unit. "Pack up girls we are heading ho…" A hand had shot through his stomach and hoisted him in the air. He stared at the hand with wide eyes.
"That won't be necessary"
Its…him
[Ruben Fields present day, Four]
"-The enemy has dug in machine gun nests in surrounding hills surrounding the base we need you to eliminate them, how copy?"
"We are to eliminate enemy machine gun nest in the hills surrounding the objective" Lt said into his radio before turning to us. "Get your thumbs out of your asses and mount up"
"Yeah! Time to kick some ass" Shut up Three
Alpha and Bravo teams would take care of the west while we took the east. Damn Army can't do anything right.