Formatting inspired by A Commander's Path: Road To Freedom by foldguy24
Command Center in a US military base, central Kazakhstan.
1300 hours.
He took a deep breath, closing his eyes, then opening them, looking upon all the military personnel, officers and even politicians sat or standing by the table.
General Kirkman began his speech.
"On January 8th 2010, the GLA attacked a small village outside of Akmola, Kazakhstan, they wouldn't be the first terrorist organization in that region, but there was something that set them apart from all the other terrorist organizations of that continent and even the world, they were smart. Slowly, the GLA amassed power, power that no terrorist organization in the history of man has ever been able to attain. China was the first to launch a full on offensive against the GLA, it was a success for the most part, they had retaken southern Kazakhstan, they then celebrated with a military parade in Beijing, and I believe that we all know what happened there."
On the screen behind Kirkman, images of buildings in Beijing burning down, crumbled and even dead bodies of Chinese soldiers and civilians. A somber look fell upon the people in the room
"We, the United States, at this stage had largely ignored the GLA, mainly due to the fact that they were doing us a favor by weakening and distracting the Chinese. But this was until March 2013, when multiple terrorist organizations in the Middle East pledged their allegiance to the GLA, and bases were suddenly popping up in Iraq, Afghanistan, Syria, North Africa, Saudi Arabia, and more. I don't need to tell you what happened after that." Kirkman paused. "But after a relatively short but bloody struggle with the GLA, we were able to beat them back to their Capital, Akmola, and on December 6 2013 we retook Akmola."
"After the destruction of the GLA's main HQ in Akmola back in 2013, the GLA was left fragmented, leaderless, and weak, they attempted to fully regroup at a different base in Kazakhstan, luckily our extensive satellite and surveillance network was able to pick up strange activity in Eastern Kazakhstan. We were able to put a swift end to that attempt. God knows what would have happened if they regrouped successfully."
The people in the situation room looked solemnly at the General with a speculative aura.
"Today, four years after the historic event that was the destruction of the Akmola HQ, we are about to attack the last major GLA base. The base currently holds GLA leader, prince Asad." Prince Asad being the brother of Prince Kasad, he took leadership what was left of the GLA after Akmola was taken back. Kirkman pressed something on a remote control, a view of the massive GLA base on the large screen behind him came.
"This was the base three days ago." He pressed a button again.
The screen now displayed the same GLA base, this time many buildings were broken down, burning, or even completely leveled.
"After airstrikes of key points and strategic bombings, we are now confident that we can send in a proper force. Right now there are multiple units stationed around the base ready to attack, all we are waiting for now is confirmation.
A phone then rang, one of the officers in the briefing room picked it up.
The officer spoke with the man for a second before saying "Thank you." And hanging up.
"That was the SecDef, we have confirmation, General."
Kirkman smirked "Great."
He stepped up to the desk in front of the screen, there was a microphone, and next to it, a button. He pressed it.
"All units, move in."
GLA base, Central Kazakhstan.
1320 hours.
"We are Oscar Mike. Go! Go! Go!" The sergeant commanded
An M1A4 "Paladin" tank began barreling down a hill, a squad of rangers and missile infantry by its side.
Their Job was simple, eliminate any stinger sites in that area to allow for helicopter support. They were one of the many squads assaulting the base.
They encountered a concrete wall in front of them, a ranger walked forward and placed two frame charges on the wall, all the soldiers stepped aside. The sergeant walked in front of him, preparing his M4A1. The charges blew up, creating a massive hole on the wall.
"Ramirez, take point." The sergeant commanded.
Private Ramirez stepped forward in front of the breach, bringing his M4 forward and leveling his sight in front of him, seeing a stinger site he opened fire, most of the bullets missed, but one struck one of the men on the neck, they all pulled out smaller arms and began to shoot at him. Ramirez took cover back behind the wall. "Stinger site twelve o'clock, one hostile down" Ramirez told the sergeant.
The sergeant then picked up his radio and said "Move!" The paladin drove forward through the breach on the wall.
It was immediately fired at by stingers, the laser on its gun made quick work of them. The rest of the squad followed the tank and used it as cover, firing at the stinger site when they could.
The paladin shot its powerful gun, two of them were smart enough to dive away, but it was pointless. The man manning the machine gun of the Paladin opened fire on the remaining stinger operators, killing them instantly.
The sergeant along with a few other rangers ran up to take cover behind the sandbags at the stinger site as dozens of GLA soldiers approached from the right. They came from within the ruins of a large palace, they crouched behind the palace walls and began firing upon the American troops.
The machine gunner at the tank opened fire, but was relieved of his right eyeball along with a small portion of his head.
"Man down!" One of the rangers said
The sergeant picked up his radio. "This is Hunter Two-One the stinger site is down, I repeat, the stinger site is down, requesting air support, over."
"(COMMS) Negative Sergeant, we detected another site north of your position directly behind the palace in front of you."
The sergeant put down his radio, as the rangers with him were in a mix of shock, anger, and fear.
"What the fuck?! That place is crawling with fuckin GLA, there's only twelve of us and a tank!" Corporal Dunn screamed out as a bullet whizzed above him, hitting a metal table in front of him.
He peaked above him, seeing guns protruding from barricaded palace windows. "Sarge, tell the tank to shoot the windows."
They then saw the tank's turret turn and move upward.
"I think they already are." The sergeant watched as the tank shot, the shell hit the windows, causing a massive crater to form.
"Can't we just call in artillery?" Asked the ranger
"The artillerymen are already busy with other parts of the base, we have no choice but to go in there." The sergeant readied his gun as the tank fired once more at the GLA soldiers held up by the windows. It hit, killing most of them, but suddenly two men in black uniforms appeared from behind the wall near the crater holding RPG launchers, they fired, the laser on the paladin destroyed the RPGs. They took cover to reload.
"(COMMS) Hunter 2-1, this is Rhino 4. Our laser defense system is gonna need to cool down soon, we need you to take down the RPG troops now."
"Roger that Rhino 4." Sergeant Foley said into comms. He looked to the twelve men hiding behind the sandbags with him. "It's now or never boys. Dunn, Ramirez, you're with me, the rest of you flank from the left." Multiple Yes sir were heard from the rangers.
Foley, Dunn, and Ramirez all stood up and began opening fire on the rebels on the ground. Ramirez levelled his red dot on the head of one the rebels and shot four times, blood and brains burst from the back of the rebel's head, he moved on to another and fired, this time hitting the body of the rebel multiple times, making him collapse.
The other rebels were also shot at and killed by the other rangers.
Ramirez saw as a ranger beside him fell upon being fired at by a rebel gunning them down from a window in the palace. The tank's turret aimed at the window the rebel was firing from and fired. Two RPGs suddenly came at the Tank. The laser destroyed one RPG but didn't destroy the other, it hit, causing damage to the tank, but it wasn't destroyed.
Foley said something over comms, but Ramirez didn't listen he brought his aim to the crater where the window used to be, seeing the two RPG troopers about to take cover, he opened fire, killing them both.
"RPG troopers down." He told Foley
"Good job Ramirez, we still have work to do noys." He vaulted over the sandbags, Dunn and Ramirez followed.
He could hear bullets plowing into the sand near him. The rangers to the left vaulted over the sandbags as well and started rushing forward, immediately a few of them fell. But most survived. The other rangers reached the leftmost door and entered, muffled gunshots could then be heard.
The three of them could only hope for the best.
The the three reached the main door. Immediately they spotted multiple rebels inside. One of them ran outside and rushed Foley with a knife, he slashed at Foley's side, Foley dodged, then smashed the stock of his gun into the rebel's stomach, making him cough and crouch over in pain. Foley backed away, brought up his gun and shot.
"Multiple tangos in the building!" Dunn shouted, as the three took cover by each side of the door.
Foley looked to Ramirez and Dunn. "On three." Dunn and Ramirez nodded.
"One… Two…" They took a step forward "Three!"
They stepped in front of the door, five rebels in the room. Dunn was the first to fire, popping the head of one of the rebels with his SCAR-H.
They continued firing, killing everyone off.
"Where're the others?" Dunn asked.
Suddenly a door next to them swung open, they all aimed at the area
"Hold your fire! Hold your fire!" They were American troops, turns out they made it.
They all lowered their guns.
"Search the rest of this floor." Foley ordered. "Dunn, Ramirez, with me."
They ran up the stairs with their guns at the ready. As they ran Foley spoke "We're gonna take out the RPG troopers first on the second floor, then we'll take out the stinger site from the windows on the other side."
Once they reached the top of the stairs, they were immediately assaulted by two rebels holding AK-47s. But before they could open fire, Foley took them both out with a shot each.
"Check the corners and clear out all the rooms!" They spread out
Ramirez walked over to the rightmost room, there was a door blocking the way, he shot at the hinges before kicking it down. Time seemed to slow for him as he shot at his assailants. First he shot the one at the middle, the bullets hit his chest then head.
There were two more, he looked to his left, and shot thrice, the first bullet hit his shoulder, the next two hit his head, then he turned to the right, then fired his gun at the final man.
"Clear!" Ramirez shouted.
He heard multiple gunshots. "Clear!" Dunn's voice could be heard from the room he had breached.
More gunshots came, then the sound a rebel's pained grunt before Foley's "Clear!" Could be heard
"Last room, this should be the one with the RPG troopers." Dunn stared at the large door, as Foley and Ramirez walked over.
"Alright, you ready?" Foley asked.
Ramirez simply nodded while Dunn said "Always, sir"
Foley banged on the door heavily, multiple voices began to shout, he opened it lightly and tossed in a flashbang, he closed the door immediately. A loud bang was then heard as Foley kicked down the door. There were three RPG troopers in the massive room, with four rebels holding a mix of AKs and M16s.
Most of the wall in front of the room was now a crater courtesy of the paladin tank.
All seven of them had been stunned by the flashbang, their guns rang in tandem with the hail of bullets that hit all the GLA mercilessly, bodies fell, blood spurted out, it was almost too easy.
"Rhino 4, do not fire at the window, we're here. RPG troopers are eliminated, moving on to the stinger site."
"Roger that Hunter 2-1, good luck."
"Stinger site should be on the other side, we'll fire at them from the windows, Ramirez, grab an RPG, we'll use it."
Ramirez did as told and walked over to the dead body of one of the RPG troopers, with both hands he attempted to move the RPG, but he noticed that the RPG trooper was still breathing, he unholstered his pistol and finished him off. He then grabbed the RPG.
"Let's go!" Dunn told Ramirez.
They ran towards the other side of the building, to the room that Dunn had cleared. They walked inside, there were bodies of two rebels there
There were three windows that overlooked the stinger site. Foley and Ramirez walked over to one, he pushed it open. "Fire your RPG!" Foley shouted. Ramirez brought the backside onto his shoulder for support, he saw the stinger, aimed down at it, then pulled the trigger. The rocket launched forward. The stinger operators seemed to finally notice them, but it was too late, the rocket propelled grenade hit the ground, killing all four of them. It was then that all three of them took notice of the barracks and two arms dealers with dozens of rebels along with scorpion tanks and quad cannons in front.
They were in danger
Ramirez threw the RPG, As Foley ran up to him and threw him aside. Dunn dove away. Foley dove away as well just as the shell of the scorpion Tank hit the wall. Foley was blasted back, their ears began to ring as dust and debris filled their surroundings.
"Sarge! You okay there Sarge!" Dunn yelled into the dust."
He got his answer when Foley spoke into comms.
"This is Hunter 2-1. Stinger site down, I repeat stinger site down! Requesting air support!" The ringing wore off and the things that filled their ears now were the familiar sounds of gunfire being aimed at their room.
"(COMMS) Sir, the scorpions and quad cannons are firing at us sir, they got Mikey!" A bullet could then be heard whizzing and embedding itself into something. "Ah FUCK! I'm hit." Something could be heard collapsing.
"Corporal Simmons! Corporal, come in!" Foley's face warped into one of worry, not for himself, but for his men.
"Overlord, this is Hunter 2-1, where the hell are they?!"
The sounds of helicopter rotors were then heard.
Twelve Comanches flew in
The three rangers immediately ran to the window
Firing their rocket pods at all the buildings, arms dealers, barracks and more, completely destroying most of them. Their machine guns killing the rebels. With some of the rockets hitting the quad cannons and two scorpions.
"Wooo! Fuck yeah!" Dunn yelled with a smile as he raised his arms up
There was one more quad cannon, aiming high at the helicopters, but before it could fire, a tank shell hit it, destroying it instantly.
They looked to the right, to see the paladin tank driving.
"Hell yeah! Did you fucking see that?!" Dunn yelled once again.
"Easy there, Corporal. We still have a battle to fight." He tapped Dunn lightly on the shoulder.
"Damn right we do."
The General watched from his seat as multiple camera feeds were shown on the screen. He smiled. Kirkman had been fighting the GLA for years, from the Mazar free fire zone, to now. This was finally it. The sounds of gunshots, explosions and men screaming filled the room, the sounds of victory.
1451 hours.
An hour later the situation room was filled with cheers, the Base had been completely destroyed and the United States was victorious. The US and China had been in a cold war of sorts for global dominance, and had been using the war with the GLA as a means to fight for this global dominance. But with this victory, the United States had gained much influence over China, especially after their humiliation at the battle of Sichuan two years ago, wherein the fragmented GLA forces were somehow able to completely beat Chinese forces, capture a nuclear weapon and aimed it at the west coast, luckily the NMD was able to shoot the ICBM down.
But not without a national panic which caused millions of dollars worth of damage.
Kirkman breathed a sigh of relief, and began to laugh, he had done it. He cheered along with all the officers around him, they had won.
He would be flying out back to D.C. to do a press conference with the president soon. The president already made an announcement that the GLA base was destroyed and with it, Prince Asad. Which led to mass celebration all across the globe.
He looked at the cheering staff. "Quiet down please. I'd like to say a few words" He asked
"I would like to thank you all for your tremendous help, we just made history today." He smiled "I'm sure we've all lost something to these monsters who have terrorized our nation and this world for nearly a decade. Family, friends, time. But today, justice has been dealt."
Those around him clapped and cheered.
He excused himself and left the room, he had to be in a flight in less than three hours.
Two weeks later.
General Kirkman's home, Virginia.
0600 hours
The sounds of an alarm woke him up.
He groggily woke up and slammed the alarm clock.
Kirkman stood up and began to do what he usually would do, shower, brush his teeth, put on his uniform, the usual.
Two weeks since the battle with the GLA, two weeks since what was arguably his greatest achievement, and two weeks since the last time he feared the loss of American troops to the GLA.
The press conference from weeks ago and the subsequent work he had to do had been exhausting to say the least, the point where all the happiness from his defeat of the GLA was practically sucked out.
He looked at the mirror. At only 48 years old, he is the youngest four star general in the history of the armed forces, or at least used to be, until that bitch Alexander took his spot a few years back. He was tall, handsome and muscular. Just about anything you could want in a guy. But he preferred not looking for a woman and he hated to settle down.
He adjusted his collar and walked out the door. His phone rang, Kirkman picked it up.
"Hello?" He recognized the voice immediately, it was the national security advisor, Herman Lynch. Getting a call from the national security advisor usually denoted to something important, very important.
"We need you to come down here quick, it's an emergency" No other words were needed
"Understood." The general hung up the phone as a look of worry came upon his face. He wasted no time going to the White House.
He got in his car and started to drive.
He wondered what this emergency was. Did the GLA make a return? Did the Chinese attack? Or worse yet did a new terrorist league come about from the ruins of the GLA? His worry grew as he came closer and closer to his destination.
White House, Washington D.C.
0701 Hours
Kirkman walked through the elevator doors into the Command Ops center. A specialized room under the White House, mostly for briefing and situation viewing of classified and small to large scale operations, crises, and the such. The first person to greet him was of course national Security Advisor, Herman Lynch.
Lynch brought his hand forward for a handshake. Kirkman accepted and shook his hand.
They both walked forward together.
Kirkman saw multiple other military and high government officials sitting around the table, all in a mix of arguments, conversations and more.
Herman signaled to an empty seat in the table. Kirkman walked over and took a seat.
"Excuse me." Lynch quietly stated, trying to get everyone's attention, but nobody seemed to hear him.
"Everyone quiet down!" Now this got everyone's attention. Lynch continued "I'm sure that all of you already know about the situation, but some people here only just got the call to be here, that includes General Kirkman, who is the reason why we're all here in the first place.
'Reason why we're here?' Kirkman asked himself
"You see, fourteen days ago, the near complete destruction of the last major GLA base thanks to General Kirkman's efforts led to us uncovering a massive GLA tunnel network, which in fact still had some GLA agents within. But a small force of navy seals were enough to take them down." He paused, then typing on the keyboard on the table, the screen beside them lit up, showing the layout of the tunnel.
"We then conducted an extensive search and investigation of the tunnels, wherein we found this strange room."
It zoomed in on the room which was larger than any other rooms the tunnels led to.
"And they found this."
An image appeared on the screen, showing a dimly lit room, but at the front was this massive square structure that took up the back part of the cave, the cave itself being around the same size as an aircraft hangar. This was met with many awes and gasps from the people who seemed to not be briefed of it yet.
Still, Kirkman didn't get why this was an emergency? So what if the GLA made a giant structure in a giant cave?
"Upon examination, the material appeared to be metallic, and there were many engravings on the metal." The image zoomed in, and indeed there were engravings on the metal, like one would find on classical architecture.
"On Its sides were what appeared to be inlets of sorts, obviously, immediately after this discovery, we set up a base above ground to begin testing, because this didn't show any signs of being built by the GLA." It zoomed out, showing the newly built base, it had wired fences, Patriot Missile Systems, fire bases, the whole nine.
"We first connected it to a powerful generator, and this was the result." A video displayed on screen, bringing everyone's focus to it.
There were people in lab coats all around, then suddenly a loud shock came and the engravings on the structure lit up for a split second and emanated a wavy sound, then nothing.
"What are you trying to show us? A light show?! I can show you a better one with my laser weapons?" General Townes voiced his opinions loudly.
"Respectfully, General, I believe that it's best you continue listening." Lynch responded, as Townes grumbled in his seat.
"So then we built a cold fusion reactor and connected it directly to the structure."
A video played again, same men and women in lab coats, then a shocking sound. The engravings glowed once more, this time much brighter, the sound came back louder than before, and then for some reason the space in the middle of the structure filled with a green light, it looked like one of those portals in sci-fi movies. The entire room was now filled with gasps from the different generals and officials in command ops center.
All the lights suddenly flickered away, and it was all gone
"I think you can guess what we did next."
Everyone unanimously nodded.
"You connected a second reactor?" General Alexander asked
Lynch nodded "Yes."
"And this time." He played the video. "It stayed that way." The lights all shone brilliantly and the sound was soothing yet somehow terrifying at the same time.
'It really does look like a portal' Kirkman surmised
"I think you all know what it looks like. So our first reaction was to send a few scout drones in. Which revealed these."
Pictures appeared of an expansive forest. There were even videos, there was a visible sun, and a lot more.
The gasps and awes grew louder, this was insane, nothing like this had ever been seen before.
"The portal also existed on the other side, and we could still connect to the scout drone likely thanks to the portal. The weird thing was, we couldn't track it using any radar maps we have, which leads some of the scientists to believe that this portal leads to somewhere…" he took a pause as if contemplating what he was about to say.
"…Outside of Earth"
So that was the first chapter. Please tell me what you think in the reviews.