Rsquared Posted May 1, 2016 Report Share Posted May 1, 2016 DREW has resurfaced! Mission Op : Drew's New Diggs Location : Classified MIssion Debriefing as follows - CLASSIFIED Hemi sat in his living room. He sat there and thought about the upcoming "dance", as he snapped every round into an AR mag (300 black was his choice for the OP). He knew that everything, and everbody was going to be vital in making this mission a true success. There had been crucial moments with every mission prior to this.......proper planning......proper equipment......proper recon.....proper team assignments. But THIS time.......HE was in charge of the mission. AND....he had it all figured out. It all hinged on the proper timing. BUT, he had been trained throughout his entire career for OP's just like this. HE was ready...........and he silently laughed to himself as he snapped another round into a mag. He stood up (his tall ass) and called out to the old lady, and simply said "We'll be back later honey". And with that, a young man (named Josh I think?) snapped to his side (with a 308 AR), and they walked towards the door. Stopping at the doorway.....Hemi pulled his radio from his belt.....keyed in the code....and simply said "Green light gentlemen". With that.......him and this unknown young man in Marine garb hurried out of the door and into the waiting vehicle. After all.......they had a plane to catch........................ A lone darkened plane (stealthed out of course) sat at the edge of an undisclosed small airstrip in the southwest. The engines were idling at a low hiss (as most small CEO class Bombardier jet aircarft do). Planeflyer sat at the controls in the dimmed cockpit going over all of his pre-flight checklist. He was muttering to himself something about a god damned microphone as Robo, 98 and Bubba came up behind him. Robo asked if everything was checking out, while Jon just kept mumbling to himself. Armed Eye Doc appeared, and slid into the co-pilots seat. Planeflyer glared over at him.....and continued to mumble to himself. Hard to make out. Something about a Muthafukin microphone for a Muthafukin C130............or something like that. Armed Eye Doc stared at the console. Finally saying, "at least I made the other trade for this bird...right Jon?" Planeflyer continued mumbling to himself........................................... Hemi's ride pulled up and stopped beside the waiting aircraft. Farkle, Bubba, Mikedaddy, Blue and Shibi were waiting for them. Sketch was saying something about football, but the team members were ignoring him. Hemi and the young guy (Josh?) hopped out. Hemi simply said "Load the cargo gentlemen" as he strode towards the waiting idling aircraft. He climbed aboard, as the others started to unload the vehicle behind him. While this was happening. A small, tiny car (A Smart car I think) came rushing up towards the secured area. Within moments, the puny matchbox sized vehicle spun to one side and came screeching to a halt.....parralel to the plane just behind Hemi's vehicle. Multiple team members instanly drew down on the vehicle as it came to a halt. Moments passed........until DNP emerged from the little tiny clown car.....hands up (laughing)....saying "it's ok guys". He continued "Hey.....I'm from California.....this was all I could appropriate". Still laughing....he headed for the waiting craft (as he dropped a lit road flare into the drivers seat of the car). Finally, once everything was loaded on-board, and everybody was accounted for, they pulled the door shut on the small craft. It had really only been minutes since Hemi had arrived. He tapped Planeflyer on the shoulder with one hand, as he gave the upward finger swirling motion and said "I want to be in Idaho in 30 minutes. Magwa's expecting us." Planeflyer's response........."Hold on to your Ass!". With that....he firewalled the craft. The small jet screamed off into the night................................. The plan.....after picking up Magwa (of course) ,was to dip down into the mid-west at a central rally point. Yep....YOU GUESSED IT. This time the team was meeting in the happening town of Franklin, Nebraska. The exciting part of the country (save your comments for later). Right about where route 10 and 136 come together. Though the teams would be gathering outside of town, just about all of the team members would be joining in. They were all closing on a central location for quick and easy extraction. One time only. Wheels down. Come to a halt.....the clock begins.....then, hatch closes and wheels up towards the objective. On time, as with true professionals, the other members were already waiting for the approaching craft. As the plane touched down, Unforgiven was grinding out a smoke. Shepp, Zebra, Wash, Jtallen and Beach were standing with him as they all watched the small craft come to a stop. Moments later, the hatch swung down, and the column of men climbed aboard. As the men moved into their seats, the hatch was already being pulled back closed.....as the engines quickly ramped back up to full power. The young Marine-lookin-guy named Josh (who the hell is this kid?), threw the handle of the door to the secured position and hollered out "HOLD ON!" Once again.......the aircraft screamed as it launched off of the small runway. The small craft, being pushed to it's limits, vibrated violently as it launched off of the ground. The engines being pushed to their maximum (if not well past design) howled as the small aircraft (with no designation or external lights) accelerated into the darkened night. All that was left now.........was to head east at maximum power. And Planeflyer, having endured this before, was more than willng to keep the throttle to the wall for the entire ride. After all, He'd done it before and survived. And there was a chance, that he would be able to pull that off again. So, needless to say...........he was commited to the cause. 12 HOURS EARLIER............................................... SS and Easy climbed into thier vehicle. They were going over the equipment list. They pretty much had everything accounted for. SS was talking about some new "load data" that he had come up with, as Easy was just laughing, shaking his head, and saying "HIT IT". With that, SS dropped the vehicle (one of the diesel expiditions) into gear and proceeded to head north. Easy, riding shotgun, was talking to himself, saying how they should make Georgia in no time. Afterall, they had to pick up Stain. Then, it would be off to the Carolina's, to pick up Matt. Then, a little more north to pick up R2 (another of the team who had chosen 300 black for this OP). And then.....it was balls out until the rendezvous point. If all was right......the teams should come together at just about the same time. SS kept quietly thinking about his perfect load data.......................................... THE RENDEZVOUS........................................................................................................ The expidition with SS, Easy, Stain, Matt and R2 came to a halt in a small grassy field, in line with 3 other empty vehicles of the same make. SS had pulled his into the trailing position of the other 3. Then.......they waited. But not for long. Moments later, a sound cracked the sky. A small aircraft, with no classification lights (or any other external lighting), came screeching towards the silent, grassy field. At the last moment, the forward lights snapped on (to give the pilot some sort of reference), as he forced the small aircraft down onto the field. The small field erupted with the sound of the engines going into full reverse "BEFORE" the craft actually touched down. The pilot, "Crazy Jon", slammed the plane on the deck. Stood on the brakes. And, somehow, brought that thing to a halt in a field that was only, roughly, 500 meters long. And THAT!.......is why he's the wheelman. He's FUKIN CRAZY! The hatch popped open. Hemi was the first one out and down the stairs. Adrenaline was still pulsing through his veins from the fukin landing. It only took moments before he called out the order, "Unload....and disembark!" With that, team members started pouring out of the, now smoking, aircraft. They quickly began the process of moving the "cargo" out of the aircraft and into the waiting vehicles. Hemi climbed into the shotgun seat (command) of the lead vehicle, while affixing his earpiece. He gave the "Let's move it ladies" order, as the team members continued loading the cargo into the waiting trucks. I think it took about 3 minutes. And everybody was in place. Cargo was loaded. Communications were placed (everybody else had put their earbuds in). And the small convoy was ready to move out. The other 3 vehicles fired..............................and simply idled. There was still something missing. R2 sat in the trailing ride. Thinking that something was wrong. Not quite sure at first........but something "felt" wrong. A minute passed before he let out a "I knew it!"........and moments later......Edge came roaring up on a motorcycle. He came to a tire screeching (in the dirt no less) halt. He pulled his helmet off.....threw it to the side.....pulled his Mega SBR (It's about damn time MuthaFuka) from over his shoulder....and walked to the trailing vehicle. Once the door slammed closed, the signals rang out. "Victor4 ready".........."Victor3 ready"........"Victor2 ready". Hemi sat there for a moment. Contemplating everything that was happening around him. Then sounded out, "Cargo secure?". All coming back with a "check" acknowlodgement one by one. With that, he paused, and then gave the "Victor1 ready". The trucks moved out. Nose to tail, they moved quickly until they hit a paved road. Then, Hemi gave the order to move........ "normally". So, they all gave a slight spread in between vehicles, as they moved toward thier target area. The teams approached thier target in the "New Haven" area. As they approached, the vehicles split up as to approach the target from all four compass points. After all, the best offense was to approach the objective from all sides. Surrounding the objective gives you the presence of firepower superority. And if nothing else......this crowd knows how to have FIREPOWER SUPERORITY! The teams moved into position. Blocks away from the target, the trucks came to a stop. The teams started filtering out of vehicles 2 through 4 . The team members disbursed to thier pre-designated locations. Everybody got themselves in place.....and waited for "the call" on the earpiece. Now, with all in position....Hemi calls out the "Ready" signal. With that, every team member racked the charging handle on thier weapon. The time IS at hand. Everybody awaits the "go" signal. Hemi signals his driver (the same young guy in Marine garb), and he hits the gas. The vehicle comes speeding up to just outside of the door of the objective. As soon as the vehicle comes to a stop, we all move in. Hemi is the first out of the vehicle. He runs and kicks at the door.....slamming through it. At that same time, the other 3 teams are breaking through windows and doors also. We, as a whole, assault the emplacement with perfect execution. All movement is machine-like. You couldn't ask for a better execution of a planned operation. Hemi runs toward the prime objective......breathing heavily.........he comes to a halt in front of HIM. Hemi stares down (as he does with most of us) at his objective. The man, simply sat in his chair. Staring back up at him, while gently petting his cat (in a doctor NO kinda way). Adrenaline is still running through Hemi's system as he breathes heavily..........And then............he says.........FUK! And then Drew says, "You know, you've got to replace my doors and windows Larry". And Larry replies........"Yeah, but I've brought a couple barrels of beer as my cargo". "And, a couple of assholes to help." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sketch Posted May 1, 2016 Report Share Posted May 1, 2016 man i love that shits! Thanks R2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shepp Posted May 1, 2016 Report Share Posted May 1, 2016 Perfection! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bubbas4570 Posted May 1, 2016 Report Share Posted May 1, 2016 Nice. That wasn't all that long, just enough to get the feeling correct, and tell the story. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
planeflyer21 Posted May 1, 2016 Report Share Posted May 1, 2016 Smart Car!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
unforgiven Posted May 1, 2016 Report Share Posted May 1, 2016 Smooth ......another happy ending. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
washguy Posted May 1, 2016 Report Share Posted May 1, 2016 And no shots fired ?.....smooooothe ! Wash Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DNP Posted May 1, 2016 Report Share Posted May 1, 2016 This is bullchit....fuckin clown car. Another great one to add to the pile. Thanks for the story R2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
survivalshop Posted May 1, 2016 Report Share Posted May 1, 2016 Did I ever tell you guy's about my load data ? Nice job ! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Armed Eye Doc Posted May 1, 2016 Report Share Posted May 1, 2016 6 hours ago, washguy said: And no shots fired ?.....smooooothe ! Wash You don't know what it took to get the plane and keep my microphone. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
washguy Posted May 2, 2016 Report Share Posted May 2, 2016 Lol. I forgot bout that part ! Ha. Wash Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rsquared Posted May 2, 2016 Author Report Share Posted May 2, 2016 Oh.......and sorry for the newer guys (you know who you are). You'll get vetted as time goes on. 5 hours ago, Armed Eye Doc said: You don't know what it took to get the plane and keep my microphone. That's called consistency my brother. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
392heminut Posted May 2, 2016 Report Share Posted May 2, 2016 Great one Ron! BTW, the beer in the kegs is some stuff Josh's father-in-law just brewed up. It's called 'Shenanigans' (seriously!) and is GOOD beer! You and Rene need to get down here for some Shenanigans! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
planeflyer21 Posted May 3, 2016 Report Share Posted May 3, 2016 5 hours ago, 392heminut said: Great one Ron! BTW, the beer in the kegs is some stuff Josh's father-in-law just brewed up. It's called 'Shenanigans' (seriously!) and is GOOD beer! You and Rene need to get down here for some Shenanigans! Heck, I was impressed with the beer he had before Shenanigans! But I'm easy. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dane Armory Posted May 3, 2016 Report Share Posted May 3, 2016 Great R2 ! Clown car ! Lol HEMI out first... NO , he had a rope around his waist. We tossed him out as an anchor! Planeflyer21 can't do STAL in a C130 ! Lol You told me it was going to be the Federal building built on the Newtown Elementary school lot ???? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Magwa Posted May 3, 2016 Report Share Posted May 3, 2016 Awesome stuff there thanks man you made my day and all you other peeps keep it cool we ain't done yet we still got it even if it is just on paper.... LOL Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wolfgang1952 Posted May 3, 2016 Report Share Posted May 3, 2016 Great story, now when’s the movie? Wolf Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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