Rsquared Posted May 16, 2015 Report Share Posted May 16, 2015 (edited) (Note* - This directly follows the previous re-creation of the "Larry asked for it" timeline) Field Report Operation : Spring Shibi (Extended)Date : ClassifiedLocation : Somewhere in ArizonaTOD : Approximately 0230 (Exact times are still classified to date)Extraction Time : Approximately TOD + 15 minutes (Classified) The three Blackhawks sped away from the extraction point. Accelerating to maximum speed while staying at "Nap of the Earth" altitudes. Drew was grinning at Shibi as he barked out a "Welcome back Brother!". With that, he pushed his way from the frontal command seat towards the, still open, port side door. With a maniacal laugh, he grasped the handhold, leaned out of the speeding craft and started yelling at the top of his lungs back towards the crumbling, smoldering building. He was Yelling..............."DON'T FUK WITH MY BROTHERS!"........"DON'T EVER FUK WITH SHIBI!"........."DON'T FUK WITH ANY OF US EVER AGAIN!"........."AND DON'T EVER, EVER, FUK WITH MY CATS!". With the last statement, even 98 did a double take towards Robo with a "what the fuk?" look on his face. Robo......was just being happy that this was happening before his twins were born. Though, that only lasted a moment......before all of Alpha team started laughing. The group looked around to each other as they laughed. They had done it. They and the other teams had pulled Shibi out of the $hit. And that was all they needed for the moment. The group felt secure as a unit. They felt that the OP was nearly accomplished. They all relaxed as they sat back to the rumblings of the HELO as it sped towards it's next waypoint. The smoking lamp was lit. After a brief time, the pilot turned in his seat and yelled out "10 MINUTES!". Drew, Shibi and the rest of Alpha team just stared at each other for a moment. And Stain was thinking......"Why the fuk is this guy yelling? We all still have our earpieces in place?" The HELO's were speeding towards an undisclosed airstrip. They were flying nose-to-tail, in a straight line so as to minimize any frontal profile to any enemy insurgents. Even though.....yes it was a moonless night. AKA dark as $hit. Don't ask me.....I just report em as I see em. THE PLAN.....was for the HELO's to haul ass from the extraction point to the (undisclosed) airstrip. Yeah......the same one that alot of the guys were enticing a member (of Asian decent) to use as a shooting range. Anyway.....the choppers would do an assault-type landing......the team members would egress from the craft.....and proceed to board another blacked-out C-130. With all of the S & R team members aboard......the C-130 would then proceed to an area of safe harbor. And NO......Shibi would NOT, I repeat, would NOT be at the helm. After all........we all know the thing about Asian drivers. THAT WAS THE PLAN. SO.....the choppers approached the airstrip quickly. The onboard lights went out...along with the smoking lamp. Unforgiven and R2 bitched as they ground out their last butts. After all.......you have any idea what smokes cost these days? Anyway....the teams knew it was almost over. Just this last small hurdle to jump.....and with the boarding of the plane......it would be just about complete. The three HELO's came in hard and fast. As soon as the skids hit the ground, the team members were pouring out of them. The entire unit moved quickly towards the idling aircraft. It was at that time, that Planeflyer moved to the front of the advancing "mob" of men. The entire group approached, what they expected to be a slick C-130........and then stopped DEAD in their tracks. The sound......was different. The look.....was different. Something....just....wasn't ....right. The silhouette of the rumbling craft.....looked like something that nobody expected. YEP......what was supposed to be a top-of-the-line, dark, stealthy C-130.........instead......turned out to be a black krylon painted C-47. ..............................FUK!!!!!!!!!!!! Planeflyer turned slowly around to the crowd of men that had gathered up behind him. He set his pack on the ground gently.....leaned on his 308AR (well....an RRA.....but we'll let him pass this time).....and proceeded to yell out the following (in his best Samuel L. Jackson voice). I want one of you MUTHAFUKIN A$$HOLES....to tell me what happened to my MUTHAFUKIN PLANE....right MUTHAFUKIN NOW! Team-members glanced back and forth to each another. Everybody had that non-plussed kinda look on their faces. The awkward silence lasted for what seemed like forever. Then, Armed Eye Doc stuck his head out of the open door of the "Skytrain" bird. He jumped out and came up in front of Planeflyer (who was still busting a gasket). He blurted out "I know what happened Jon". Planeflyer spun on his heels at the sound. His boiling fury was almost to the breaking point. But he belted out an "OUT WITH IT MAN!". With that....Armed Eye Doc simply stated "I traded it Jon". Planeflyer, barely able to contain himself, barked "FOR WHAT?". Armed Eye Doc stood there, crossed his arms, and said.............................."For....a Microphone". Rene.....being from close to Chicago......and totally getting the Blues Brothers reference.......just said...... "Oh!"......and moved towards the open door of the plane. The rest of us started talking amongst each other (and agreeing that he had probably made a good deal) as we followed Rene in the door of the aircraft. Everybody piled onto the idling craft (while grossly overloading it's carrying capacity) and pushed themselves into some corner.....some nook.....or any spot that they could find that their a$$ would fit. Jon stood on the tarmac shaking his head.....mumbling to himself. Nobody could make out what he was saying over the gurgling of the engines of that old plane. But you could almost read his lips.......something about a Muthafukin plane.........and a Muthafukin microphone. Then.....Drew, being the next to last in line, clapped Jon on the shoulder. He pointed off into the (still dark) distance. A line of big, black suburban's were speeding in our direction. He simply stated, "It's time to go Brother!". Magwa, who had been covering the rear (somebody has gotta be tail end Charlie) agreed......and they climbed on board. Operation Spring Shibi was a success! (Don't miss the next exciting episode of the 308AR company) Edited May 16, 2015 by Rsquared Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
98Z5V Posted May 16, 2015 Report Share Posted May 16, 2015 I FUCKIN' LOVE IT!!! :hethan: I know my Asian Brother is safe - I had to go to his damn house just to make sure! <lmao> Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shibiwan Posted May 16, 2015 Report Share Posted May 16, 2015 (edited) meh .....no tits or asses. Edited May 16, 2015 by shibiwan Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ChaseFan9 Posted May 16, 2015 Report Share Posted May 16, 2015 Not yet.... Apparently I've got a lot to catch up on. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
planeflyer21 Posted May 16, 2015 Report Share Posted May 16, 2015 :rant2: Four turbines and light-tracked vehicle capacity for a MUTHAFUKIN' microphone?!?! There'd better be miniguns. Love it! :hethan: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
planeflyer21 Posted May 16, 2015 Report Share Posted May 16, 2015 Like this: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shepp Posted May 16, 2015 Report Share Posted May 16, 2015 :rant2: Four turbines and light-tracked vehicle capacity for a MUTHAFUKIN' microphone?!?! There'd better be miniguns. Love it! :hethan: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Armed Eye Doc Posted May 16, 2015 Report Share Posted May 16, 2015 Sorry for the last minute change in rides. But when you get that kind of deal, you can't pass it up. I did take time to paint it though. <laughs> Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
wetncold Posted May 16, 2015 Report Share Posted May 16, 2015 Ah yes. My first trip to Viet Nam, Republic of. Sitting on the roof of our hotel consuming copious amounts of "33" beer and watching the gunships. Looked like they were puoring molten metal on the ground. Awesome sight! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
planeflyer21 Posted May 16, 2015 Report Share Posted May 16, 2015 (edited) This thread has the bearded 308AR stamp of approval! Edited May 16, 2015 by planeflyer21 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blue109 Posted May 16, 2015 Report Share Posted May 16, 2015 Nice!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sketch Posted May 17, 2015 Report Share Posted May 17, 2015 Awesom! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shibiwan Posted May 17, 2015 Report Share Posted May 17, 2015 Still no titties or asses. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
planeflyer21 Posted May 17, 2015 Report Share Posted May 17, 2015 (edited) Still no titties or asses. You don't want to see that bro. Edited May 17, 2015 by planeflyer21 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shibiwan Posted May 18, 2015 Report Share Posted May 18, 2015 You don't want to see that bro. Actually the thing I don't want to see is this: Before & after Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
unforgiven Posted May 24, 2015 Report Share Posted May 24, 2015 Outfukinstanding brother Ron. :ecs: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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