The Us Army Special Forces Team Had Been On Fort Gordon

Force CCT Chapman. The aircraft was able to insert the team but again came under heavy fire

Sergeant Major Valliant was happy to finally receive a tasking; he got Alpha Company, 2nd Battalion, 501st PIR to give up a platoon to escort himself and General Cook out to the transportation museum. They loaded up several of the armored Humvees that had M-249 MG mounted in their turret. The others were loaded in old M-35 2.5 tom trucks, each one of them had M-2 .50 Caliber MG mounted in their turrets.

After the venting session was complete, Colonel Cord moved the meeting forward to the situation of Colonel MacKenzie and the two men were surprised about the amount of support and respect they garnered among the special operations community. First, on the agenda, Colonel Cord covered the promotion list and described in detail Jackson’s arrest and subsequent flight home that almost killed him. These incidents shocked the officers, and they wondered how someone could get away with denying a wounded man medical treatment. Due to their knowledge of classified special operation missions and how they were carried out, none of the officers present accepted the army’s fabrication of lies because it didn’t fit with Jackson’s record of service and after

After the men shook hands with the President they continued to walk down a red carpet shaking more hands with people they didn’t know. They were escorted into several Humvees that were heavily armed and left for the Pentagon. It was a quiet twelve mile ride for everyone; it was the day that the Union had been reunited if only in name. They entered the underground parking lot which had been secured by the 3rd Infantry Regiment, they weren’t expecting any attack but everyone saw the B-29 coming into Fort Belvoir it was easy to figure out it was quite the event. Anyone or group with bad intentions would be able to figure out it would be a hell of a target to take out.

He chose to tell the students about the fight that happened at Losano Ridge, very close to the Pakistan border, this fight was in Afghanistan in 2003. Mr. Mullaney wanted to tell the story in two ways so the students could see the difference. First he told his students the normal or expected version. He went over the basics, like movement after contact and under fire, medical evacuation, and so on. But it did not do justice to the chaos, noise, fear, and exhilaration they went through.

General Magnus had promoted Lt Layton to full Colonel and made him his new Executive Officer/ the other one had been killed by a sniper a week earlier. General Magnus knew it was those SF bastards because the round was a .50 Caliber and had to have been fired from an M107 possibly a mile or so away. It gave everyone pause, thinking now that every single senior officer was a target. What they didn’t know was that it was one of the 28th ID scout platoons that took the shot. Some of them had gone to

“Frequently over this tumult could be heard the grim jokes of the critical veterans: but the retreating men apparently were not even conscious of the presence of an audience.”

The two forces headed into Norfolk, right through town, one heading north and the other east; it was quite a sight for the civilians that had seen so much. Never in their wildest dreams did they expect to see thousands of Marines heading off to battle in their own country. The Marines sang cadence as they marched through town and the suburbs. People lined the streets to see the spectacle because never had they been more proud; it sent shivers up their spines. The force heading north would encounter town after town and finally cut through Washington DC itself. Once they entered town they at first would be escorted through by the 3rd Infantry Regiment, then half way through they would be handed off to the 82nd Airborne. Not one Marine thought it was necessary that they needed Army escorts.

The two forces headed into Norfolk, right through town, one heading north and the other east, it was quite a sight for the civilians that had seen so much. Never in their wildest dreams did they expect to see thousands of Marines heading off to battle in their own country, it was all surreal. The Marines sang cadence as they marched through town and the suburb’s, people lined the streets to see the spectacle, never had they been more proud, it sent shivers up their spines. The force heading north would encounter town after town and finally cut through Washington DC itself. Once the entered town they at first would be escorted through by the 3rd Infantry Regiment, half way through they would be handed off to the 82nd Airborne. Not one Marine thought it was necessary that they needed Army escorts.

An example being that most American and Allied soldiers would often listened to the German “Sally and George” propaganda programs that were on the air. The men of the Fifth Army Mobile Radio Station always had to carefully pack their broadcasting equipment and moved. By the time the radio station had been set up, the Fifth Army had already moved, and the station had to be immediately taken down and the men prepared to move again with the Allied advance. Both setting up and breaking down the station took two days.

“Thank you,” Petersen said proudly. “Funding over the years has been very good. Certain Presidents, Senators, the DIA, and the CIA have all expressed a surge of interest in our otherworldly methods of spying since 9-11. That is why our agency is kept secret from the public.”

The chopper pilot weaved his way into the streets. Brayzack watched the myriad of infected as they staggered their way aimlessly through the ruins. Their enervated demeanor reminding him of a robot vacuum he had back at home. When turned on it would just head in one direction until it ran into an obstacle, then aimlessly change to a new direction and go that way until it hit another obstacle, as if searching for something that could never be found.

Outside of the town I found a couple of Brotherhood of Steel soldiers next to a bunker door. “Is this the entrance to the B.O.S bunker?” I asked looking at them. “You are correct, now what business do you have here?” He said in a strict tone. “Sorry to bother you, I was told that you might be able to help me by General Tullius,” I replied. “You may proceed, the leader of our squad is just inside,” the said as they moved out of the way of the door. Inside, it looked like it had once been a reasonably well kempt building, but now it was run down and in shambles. It was quite obvious who the leader was, as he was wearing a gleaming set of T-51b power armor and had a laser rifle strapped to his back. I walked up to him and asked, “sir, are you

Buried deep beneath the ground, in the far edge of Kaa-Lya, Arten Damon and his commanders looked at the situation board. He wished he could be up there with his men, but it was far safer down here. Seventeen minutes, when they’d launched the attack, there had been six enemy tanks in the city, out of the fifteen working ones planetwide. They’d gotten five, but three more had flown in, and they’d lost more than thirty tanks of their own to take them down. On a screen to their side, Arten looked through the camera of an improvised tank. The whole force, a thousand men and more than six dozen “tanks” even after the losses they took, was advancing down the street, to the central computer 5 miles away. Their slow pace was necessitated by the infantry, who had to take more conventional transport. This battle seemed to be going far better than the one up there. The enemy infantry had fled from their barracks in disarray. They had not yet thought to bring new ones in. The government center came into view around

The entire security detail paused for a moment as they slowly took in the contents of the message. They laughed nervously and glanced at each other before turning their attention back to what awaited them on the other side of the glass. No words could describe the feelings that passed through them as they gazed in awe at how far the humans had come. According to their standards, it wasn’t possible—what the humans had accomplished defied logic. They shouldn’t have been able to colonize other planets and construct space ships in such a small amount of time!