Rsquared Posted September 29, 2016 Report Share Posted September 29, 2016 R2 had already hit the ground and started moving. The entire MO of him dropping before the rest of the team was for him to secure ground transport. And that, was exactly what he was moving towards. He had moved, through some long open fields in the tall grass for approximately almost 2 clicks. The bright October moon was casting tall shadows in the empty field as he came upon the vehicle that had been placed for him beforehand. It was tucked just under some tree cover, in the darkened shadows of the moonlight. He recognized it instantly. It was a black, 95 F-150. Similar to the one that he had owned before. He laughed to himself as he settled into the drivers seat. Hell....it almost felt the same as his old ride............almost. With that....he fired the engine. He sat there for a moment......then started laughing to himself, realizing the humor of the brothers who had found this vehicle and placed it here for him....as he stared at a cheesy bi-pod that had been placed on the dash (yeah...I get it). With nothing but the sound of the engine idling, and the discreet sounds of nature in the background, he said "Fuk it....Time to go". Then....jamming it into gear, the truck moved off into the darkness. Heading for it's rendezvous. THE APPROACH: The team was approaching the small emplacement (target). The area had been cleared of trees, obviously, just enough for the structure to be built, with a small clearing around it. Matt was at flank left. Rene (unforgiven) at flank right. With Tom (98) at the "6" position. Edge and Robo were lead center. They were spread approximately 5 yards apart as the entire team came upon the "outer perimeter" that had been defined in the mission OP. Upon hitting that line....everybody came to a halt....and then waited for the signal from the team leader. The building was a small, one story structure. Nothing really extravagant. There was a porch the width of the front of the structure. It had a single door on the front side. No lights on....but you could almost make out 2 figures standing "security" on either side of the door. There was one other door on the back side of the structure with a set of stairs that led to the grassy "backyard" area. The building had a pair of windows on each side....with curtains (or blankets) closed over them from within. The entire team was still in the patrol "T" shape at the outer perimeter marker. Edge held out his right arm at chest level. First with the closed fist "STOP" motion. Then, hand flat and palm down, he motioned it lower to his waist. The team members, keeping an eye on the team leader, lowered themselves to a "one knee" kneeling position as Edge assesed the situation. They were close enough that they could just about here sounds from within the structure. Edge, being the closest, was making out the sounds. It sounded like a pair of wet leather gloves being thrown onto a hard floor. It only took moments before he realized, that it was the sound of a human body being beaten....again and again. The sound of fists, on sweaty or bloody flesh. Edge keyed his mic and quietly whispered "This is it boys". The team members responded by "clicking" their mics (in sequence) back at him one by one. No words. Silence. After he counted the four clicks, he looked towards Matt, giving him the quick clockwise swirl motion with his hand. Letting Matt know that he was going in from his left flank position into that left window of the structure. Matt began to move off quitely into his position. He then looked over to Rene and gave him a quick counter-clockwise swirl motion. Meaning he was going in opposite of Matt from the right flank position. Rene began to move off silently. He turned to Robo, and gave him a wide-gesturing slow counter clockwise swirl. Indicating that he was to move around to the "back door" of the structure. Rob gave a downward "chop" hand motion and proceeded to silently move off, working his way around and to the opposite side of the structure. With that, Edge turned around towards 98. Their eyes locked, Edge pointed at him....layed his hand out flat again....and then pointed at his ass. 98 got the message of (stay on his ass).....gave a shortened "two-fingered" quick salute back in his direction and started to move up closer. The time was at hand. Edge looked at his watch......counted off another 30.....and then keyed his mic and whispered "R2....SitRep". The earpiece of all team members crackled "Less than two clicks out.....and closing fast. On-site in 90 seconds"! Edge keyed his mic again, and whispered "Team ready"? All that was heard was the four sequential clicks of acknowledgement. He knew that this would all be resolved in that 90 seconds..........more than likely. He keyed his mic and whispered "GOD......you got the two up front?" A brief moment. Then the response from Stain (hope you didn't forget that he jumped last). "God is watching"......and then a soft "Thud"! And the guy to the right of the front door had one side of his skull sheared off. A second later......and another soft "Thud". And the guy to the left had the top of his head ripped off. A few brief moments passed until Stain hit his mic and simply said "The sea is parted". Hearing that, Edge hit his mic and said " Now, Now, Now"! WE'RE GOING IN! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
planeflyer21 Posted September 29, 2016 Report Share Posted September 29, 2016 GO GO GO!!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DNP Posted September 29, 2016 Report Share Posted September 29, 2016 Well 98 is outside, so it's not him dislocating a hip, and Robo is outside....so it's not him on the receiving end of MaDuce's affections.... nice job as always! I will be anxiously awaiting the next chapter. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
edgecrusher Posted September 29, 2016 Report Share Posted September 29, 2016 Knock, knock... Who's there? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tripledeuce Posted September 29, 2016 Report Share Posted September 29, 2016 eagerly awating the next instalment! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
98Z5V Posted September 29, 2016 Report Share Posted September 29, 2016 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sisco Posted September 30, 2016 Report Share Posted September 30, 2016 Good one. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Armed Eye Doc Posted September 30, 2016 Report Share Posted September 30, 2016 Waiting for more. Where's that popcorn smiley? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sketch Posted September 30, 2016 Report Share Posted September 30, 2016 Suspence is killin me ? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
planeflyer21 Posted September 30, 2016 Report Share Posted September 30, 2016 2 hours ago, Armed Eye Doc said: Waiting for more. Where's that popcorn smiley? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
unforgiven Posted October 1, 2016 Report Share Posted October 1, 2016 On the edge of my seat..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
edgecrusher Posted November 18, 2016 Report Share Posted November 18, 2016 I think I need to find you some time off and a case of beer..... The suspense is kiling me Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DNP Posted November 18, 2016 Report Share Posted November 18, 2016 (edited) I'm still searching the manual for the fairly certain wild-assed guess of the more or less kinda sorta theoreticaly potential definition of "approximately almost". Edited November 18, 2016 by DNP Had to add another word. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Magwa Posted November 18, 2016 Report Share Posted November 18, 2016 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sketch Posted November 19, 2016 Report Share Posted November 19, 2016 I actually lost my beer... It was next to my time card! Best seller... R2! We gotta stop building Once and a while, dude gets writers block easy! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rsquared Posted November 19, 2016 Author Report Share Posted November 19, 2016 On 11/17/2016 at 11:43 PM, edgecrusher said: I think I need to find you some time off and a case of beer..... The suspense is kiling me Now THAT's fukin funny. Yeah. Been busy lately. But I should be throttling back here soon. We'll get this one wrapped up, and we'll all head back to the clubhouse/racetrack/stripjoint/bar. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
edgecrusher Posted November 19, 2016 Report Share Posted November 19, 2016 Home sweet home! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
washguy Posted November 19, 2016 Report Share Posted November 19, 2016 kill em all take no prisoners Wash Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MikedaddyH Posted November 27, 2016 Report Share Posted November 27, 2016 On 9/29/2016 at 0:27 AM, Rsquared said: R2 had already hit the ground and started moving. The entire MO of him dropping before the rest of the team was for him to secure ground transport. And that, was exactly what he was moving towards. He had moved, through some long open fields in the tall grass for approximately almost 2 clicks. The bright October moon was casting tall shadows in the empty field as he came upon the vehicle that had been placed for him beforehand. It was tucked just under some tree cover, in the darkened shadows of the moonlight. He recognized it instantly. It was a black, 95 F-150. Similar to the one that he had owned before. He laughed to himself as he settled into the drivers seat. Hell....it almost felt the same as his old ride............almost. With that....he fired the engine. He sat there for a moment......then started laughing to himself, realizing the humor of the brothers who had found this vehicle and placed it here for him....as he stared at a cheesy bi-pod that had been placed on the dash (yeah...I get it). With nothing but the sound of the engine idling, and the discreet sounds of nature in the background, he said "Fuk it....Time to go". Then....jamming it into gear, the truck moved off into the darkness. Heading for it's rendezvous. THE APPROACH: The team was approaching the small emplacement (target). The area had been cleared of trees, obviously, just enough for the structure to be built, with a small clearing around it. Matt was at flank left. Rene (unforgiven) at flank right. With Tom (98) at the "6" position. Edge and Robo were lead center. They were spread approximately 5 yards apart as the entire team came upon the "outer perimeter" that had been defined in the mission OP. Upon hitting that line....everybody came to a halt....and then waited for the signal from the team leader. The building was a small, one story structure. Nothing really extravagant. There was a porch the width of the front of the structure. It had a single door on the front side. No lights on....but you could almost make out 2 figures standing "security" on either side of the door. There was one other door on the back side of the structure with a set of stairs that led to the grassy "backyard" area. The building had a pair of windows on each side....with curtains (or blankets) closed over them from within. The entire team was still in the patrol "T" shape at the outer perimeter marker. Edge held out his right arm at chest level. First with the closed fist "STOP" motion. Then, hand flat and palm down, he motioned it lower to his waist. The team members, keeping an eye on the team leader, lowered themselves to a "one knee" kneeling position as Edge assesed the situation. They were close enough that they could just about here sounds from within the structure. Edge, being the closest, was making out the sounds. It sounded like a pair of wet leather gloves being thrown onto a hard floor. It only took moments before he realized, that it was the sound of a human body being beaten....again and again. The sound of fists, on sweaty or bloody flesh. Edge keyed his mic and quietly whispered "This is it boys". The team members responded by "clicking" their mics (in sequence) back at him one by one. No words. Silence. After he counted the four clicks, he looked towards Matt, giving him the quick clockwise swirl motion with his hand. Letting Matt know that he was going in from his left flank position into that left window of the structure. Matt began to move off quitely into his position. He then looked over to Rene and gave him a quick counter-clockwise swirl motion. Meaning he was going in opposite of Matt from the right flank position. Rene began to move off silently. He turned to Robo, and gave him a wide-gesturing slow counter clockwise swirl. Indicating that he was to move around to the "back door" of the structure. Rob gave a downward "chop" hand motion and proceeded to silently move off, working his way around and to the opposite side of the structure. With that, Edge turned around towards 98. Their eyes locked, Edge pointed at him....layed his hand out flat again....and then pointed at his ass. 98 got the message of (stay on his ass).....gave a shortened "two-fingered" quick salute back in his direction and started to move up closer. The time was at hand. Edge looked at his watch......counted off another 30.....and then keyed his mic and whispered "R2....SitRep". The earpiece of all team members crackled "Less than two clicks out.....and closing fast. On-site in 90 seconds"! Edge keyed his mic again, and whispered "Team ready"? All that was heard was the four sequential clicks of acknowledgement. He knew that this would all be resolved in that 90 seconds..........more than likely. He keyed his mic and whispered "GOD......you got the two up front?" A brief moment. Then the response from Stain (hope you didn't forget that he jumped last). "God is watching"......and then a soft "Thud"! And the guy to the right of the front door had one side of his skull sheared off. A second later......and another soft "Thud". And the guy to the left had the top of his head ripped off. A few brief moments passed until Stain hit his mic and simply said "The sea is parted". Hearing that, Edge hit his mic and said " Now, Now, Now"! WE'RE GOING IN! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rsquared Posted November 28, 2016 Author Report Share Posted November 28, 2016 Damn. You spoiled the ending. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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