Time for some serious flashbacks are part of Dimas past and to make sure we get too much love in a primay action fic!.
This bit is based on what my Spetsnaz cousin told me about when he went through a dummy run on a old power station,Dimas actions is basically his..and my COUSIN IS FUCKING AWESOME!
Croatia-Ilyushin Il-76:Sargent Dima SPZ.
"Подготовка дроп будьте готовы стоять у нас есть входящие низового пожара".(Preparing drop be prepared to stand, we have incoming ground fire).The heavy transport aircraft that was supposed to carry over 100soliders instead carried a single sargent and his squad of 10 men.
Thier objective was simple:Destroy a key Croation nuclear was thier misson to do and they would carry it out.
Dima stood up,as per the pilots instructions that ground fire was coming up. He walked to the thin wall that seperated him from the air,pressing a ear agasint it he could hear massive fragmentaion bursts exploding the air,thier steel rain sometimes ricoheoting inside the plane but it was no problem.
"Запуск контрмеры!."(Starting countermeasures!).That was the sign that they were getting deep inside enemy airspace,the Il-76 was being targeted by ground launched surface to air missles batteries.
The pilot then launched flares,a high energy source that distracted the heat seeking projectiles. It sometimes worked,sometimes didnt.
*BOOM!*.
Dima was thrown backwards,the ramp at the end of the plane opened without warning,most likely the plane had been hit by a missle and the mechinally operated ramp had been damaged.
"AGGHHHHH!".Two of his men failed to grab onto something in time and they were thrown out of the plane and without a parachute...they would come to a messy end when they hit the ground.
Dima swore in his native language,he had managed to grip onto a secure bench,but sheer luck it was the one that had contained a parachute.
"Shit,better get out of here".The Spetsnaz cursed again and grabbed the parachute,slipping it on before letting go and was sucked by the air pressure.
He was suddenly falling through the air.
"COME ON,COME ON YOUR BARSTARD!"He shouted at his cord which would deploy the parachute.
Sixteen thousand feet and he was struggeling.
Ten thousnad feet and the cord rebelled agasint him,refusing the pull.
Five thousand feet and the Sargent sweated,not wanting to look at the rapidly approaching ground.
Two thousand five hundread feet till he was splattered on the ground,resorting to deadly measures Dima pulled out his combat knife,the fast flowing air pulled at his hand but he kept reaching for the pulled it out he then loosened the cord and seemenling giving up the fight,the cord decided to realease the life saving device.
Dima slowed down and soon landed on the floor with a he was preapred to procced to the power plant.
In the satillate view that he had looked at a few hours ago,there was a old castle for sniping and perfect for a meet up was two men down already,he had three left including himself.
Croatian castle wall:Dima.
Although they were given free reign to destroy everything and anything in thier path,Dimas team had just one rule.Speak English and only English,act English and wear Englishclothes.
To make sure Russia was not seen as the attacker,Dima was the only one armed with a Russian weapon,the remaing two had a sniper rifle and a G36 Assualt rifle,the other man was armed with a M240 light machine gun and a Enfield assualt rifle.
Dima had just a combat knife and a AK47 as his weapons,the C4 explosives in his pockets would be used for the power plant.
"Ready guys?".He stood ontop of the castle wall,the power plant was around a few hundread feet below.
To enter the heavily defended compound,the Spetsnaz would have to enter by force,one man sniping while the other two would charge in and destroy the plant in a few do this,Dima and his teamate would need to parachute down again.
Problem was,there was only ONE parachute and it wasnt built for two men.
"So one man only then?".The operative asked not really bothered.
"Yeah,Ill go"Dima replied.
"Serve as his spotter,as soon as I reach halfway down start sniping".
The three men looked at each other for a few seconds,then nodded without knew his part.
The powerplant
The Spetsnaz sargent was soon rapidly approaching the power plant in his contraption of a parachute.
dima...
A womans voice filled his head,he shook it off after deducing that it must have been the alcohol.
"First target,one thousand six hundread metres...on that wall see?".
"Shot".
Behind him,his sniper and spotter began to do thier work.A 12.7mm bullet travelling at over 500ms per second whiselted past and a second later,it blew open the ribcage of a patrolling guard.
"Second target,fuel tank,range one thousand seven hundread metres,by that...uh...sentry tower".
"Da,shot". A set of fuel tanks was sniper blow the first one open and the oil leaked out before catching fire and causing the multiple pipelines around it to explode.
The air now smelt of thick burning oil and the screams of Croation soldiers as they were burned alive.
"Approaching power plant,switch to rapid fire and engage distant targets".Dima used his earpiece and a fake English accent of course to report to his squad.
"Affirmitive".
"Third and fourth targets,range one thousand and sixty seven metres,and seventy the glass windows in the building next to them to create panic".The spotter found more targets and instructed his sniper to shoot a window.
"Shot".The sniper reported as Barrets bullet hit the window and shattered it,causing the people around to be bombared by deadly pieces of glass.
Dima...
Dima finally hit the earth again and the first thing he did was slap himself,clearing his toned brain of the womans voice...it was teenageish.
That almost was a mistake,imeddialty and just a few seconds after hitting the ground Dima was greeted by the sounds of weapon fire.A heavy machine gun roared and he threw himself behind a nearby wall of barrels.
Unfortuantly the heavy machine had no problem in cutting through such weak material and Dima was forced to combat run,vaulting his way over barricades the Spetsnaz unclipped his AK47 and widly fired on the to suppress a squad of soldiers infront of him.
He missed all of shots,all 30 7.62mm rounds either hit the ground or the air.
"That was shit".He commented before diving out of the way as the squad of soldiers returned fire.A single 5.56mm round hit his cheast and although the Sargent wore body armour,the knockdown power was enough to flip him on his back.
DIMA.
The womans voice became louder as Dima got to his feet,seeing far and wide the Spetsnaz saw that the power plants main control room was in a that tunnel was right next to him.
Unclipping a borrowered grenade from his lobbed the grenade into the six seconds later the explosive device "exploded,sending shrapnel and body parts everywhere.
"Dis engage,Ill handle the rest".Dima radioed in,making sure his men could escape.
Thats when he started to take things seriously.
Dima braced himself,reloaded his weapon and with a cold stare at the tunnel,he ran down any survivors with a 7.62mm round.
DIMA!
Dima woke up.
Swimming pool:Dash.
They had both swam together,he had taught her to swim..badly of course but it was start.
But to Dashes suprise,Dima had fallen asleep while still in the pool,so for the last five mintues she had supported him.
Although she was still not used to being human,she could feel the sexual side of a female want to overpower her as she held him had fought the desire to drape her arms over his body,to kiss him fully on the lips and to rub a sly hand down his legs and feel what layinside.
"dima...".She rubbed her head agasint his,feeling the warmth inside.
"Dima..."Still he didnt respond,Dash put a hand agaisnt his muscly cheast,feeling the slow heavy enough,when she said his name again the heartbeat quicked and Dima grew a little he was responding.
"DIMA".She almost shouted,producing a slighty twitch from his hands.
She put her head up agasint his,now they were VERY close.
"DIMA!".She whispered into his ear and all of a sudden and like a woke up.
The two teens heads were previously side by side,now they were staring into each others eyes...just a few milimetres away from a kiss...
Dash grew hot,feeling her hair with one hand and putting another on Dimas cheast.
The Spetsnaz man did the same,except he didnt have much stared into those killer eyes for a while.
Dash likewise stared back into Dimas once cold eyes,now they were saying something else to her...though she couldnt really think about it.
She wanted to kiss him,a little cuddle and maybe...sex.
"Two cokes right?".Dima suddendly broke off and almost smiling he asked Dash if she did indeed...want a coke.
"Yeah..."
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