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Fanfic: Weitere Storys
Chapter: The vengeance of the dead
The vengeance of the dead
Töber looked over the battalions of the infantrymen to the horizon where the attack helicopters were circling incessantly. The three armies literally flowed around the hill, armored divisions pushed past. "Lieutenant!", Töber looked around and into the face of his Commander-in-Chief "Major General?". Genetic waved his officer over to the card table and explained his plan to him. The bandages of one of their allies had already arrived, but some would only join them later. The radio operator clearly reported the ZED1 submarines, and a second distributed instructions to the air squadrons. Neo stared at the green-marked satellite phone, which was standing a little to one side, but he still didn't know whether the march would end in an attack at all.
*
Häme sat casually in the exit of the reconnaissance tank, his MP rested securely on the edge, the right hand loosely gripped her grip. His gaze wandered over the expansive plain, forty kilometers away the skyscrapers of the metropolis Shanryu jutted out of the fog, somewhere behind were Ryuyasha and Ganryu, then Tolingen and Sandstadt, all of this area used to belong to Ryuugan and {Platzhalter}.Today was the day of retribution for the lost battles at home. A few commands rang out, and Häme slid down and closed the hatch. Serke's fingers tripped nervously on the steering wheel, not out of fear but out of tension and anticipation.
*
ZED2 was reported as finished, still no shrill people from the important management, but the message about units from 1406, which were also to be advancing into enemy territory. The tension in Genetics stomach seemed to want to tear it apart, suddenly it shrieked. "Major General Genetic." he answered with a firm voice, "It's good that you are about to turn, Neo.", the calm, dark voice of the deputy defense minister announced, Genetics hand trembled but his voice betrayed little of his excitement: "Commander, the troops are in position we are waiting for your order. ". The rustling in the phone indicated that Sortil was pulling something out, "Good Genetic, you know what to do, the ministry is giving you a free hand!", Neo let out a sigh of relief:" Thank you sir, goodbye. "," Goodbye major in general. ". Neo put the phone down:" All hands on position, we proceed as discussed! "It was getting hectic around him, Neo's gaze fixed on the holocard on the table in front of him.
*
An order rushed through the radio, Baker's "Marylin" tips over to the side and joins the attack formation of the other helicopters, the squadron is approaching the border with the others, today they are the only air support to their infantry comrades.
Machine gun fire rattled over, Bakers pulled his bird backwards after he had fired between the air-to-surface missiles in the direction of the attacker, he now looked almost vertically into the sky before he swung sideways in a slight arch and, a little higher than before, flew on parallel course.
*
The two rockets lifted the machine-gun nest that they had taken under fire, now the captain jumped up and stormed into the trench, he wanted to roll it up from one side, over them the heavy machine-guns of the helicopter squadrons hammered coldly, each shredding dared to show.Even their own MGs and MPs now vocabulary a clear language made up of short, quickly repeating sounds. A bullet hissed just under a millimeter past Sörensen's cheek, he felt the burning pain of the frictional heat on his face, targeted bursts of fire rattled on him, one broke his shin.
*
The tank made full speed, somehow the enemy suffered malice who were literally overtaken by them, he could easily hear the cracking of knobs from the noise of the engines. The medium-range missiles of the ZED1 squadron had already hit Dürben in Shanryu, a skyscraper bent to one side and hit a front of slightly less high buildings. "Nine!" shouted the driver, Häme clamped himself behind the machine-gun, and turned the armored explosive device into a pulpy mass of broken bones, flesh, lead and blood.
*
"Major General ?!", the first lieutenant looked worriedly at Genetic, because he was bent over the map as if spellbound, then he started up: "What is it?" he asked sullenly.The lieutenant put a receiver into his hand: "The Deputy Minister of Defense, he said a little anxiously. Genetic dismissed him with a nod:" Yes, sir? ".
*
Sortil leaned back in his chair while he let the Genetics report melt on his tongue, this boy was boisterous but in a way also brilliant, but at least he was reliable! He kept what he promised and he had promised to run down the enemy and now he did. , this battle had already been won, but the war was not over yet. Sortil wished the major general luck and hung up, shortly afterwards one of his military advisers stepped in: "Sir, the elite troops are ready, the minister's reinforcements will also arrive soon." Ilkum turned to the window, a snap of his fingers called the guest To remove, he took a sip of the wonderful Ryuugan cherry blossom tea. > Soon it will be over!
Töber looked over the battalions of the infantrymen to the horizon where the attack helicopters were circling incessantly. The three armies literally flowed around the hill, armored divisions pushed past. "Lieutenant!", Töber looked around and into the face of his Commander-in-Chief "Major General?". Genetic waved his officer over to the card table and explained his plan to him. The bandages of one of their allies had already arrived, but some would only join them later. The radio operator clearly reported the ZED1 submarines, and a second distributed instructions to the air squadrons. Neo stared at the green-marked satellite phone, which was standing a little to one side, but he still didn't know whether the march would end in an attack at all.
*
Häme sat casually in the exit of the reconnaissance tank, his MP rested securely on the edge, the right hand loosely gripped her grip. His gaze wandered over the expansive plain, forty kilometers away the skyscrapers of the metropolis Shanryu jutted out of the fog, somewhere behind were Ryuyasha and Ganryu, then Tolingen and Sandstadt, all of this area used to belong to Ryuugan and {Platzhalter}.Today was the day of retribution for the lost battles at home. A few commands rang out, and Häme slid down and closed the hatch. Serke's fingers tripped nervously on the steering wheel, not out of fear but out of tension and anticipation.
*
ZED2 was reported as finished, still no shrill people from the important management, but the message about units from 1406, which were also to be advancing into enemy territory. The tension in Genetics stomach seemed to want to tear it apart, suddenly it shrieked. "Major General Genetic." he answered with a firm voice, "It's good that you are about to turn, Neo.", the calm, dark voice of the deputy defense minister announced, Genetics hand trembled but his voice betrayed little of his excitement: "Commander, the troops are in position we are waiting for your order. ". The rustling in the phone indicated that Sortil was pulling something out, "Good Genetic, you know what to do, the ministry is giving you a free hand!", Neo let out a sigh of relief:" Thank you sir, goodbye. "," Goodbye major in general. ". Neo put the phone down:" All hands on position, we proceed as discussed! "It was getting hectic around him, Neo's gaze fixed on the holocard on the table in front of him.
*
An order rushed through the radio, Baker's "Marylin" tips over to the side and joins the attack formation of the other helicopters, the squadron is approaching the border with the others, today they are the only air support to their infantry comrades.
Machine gun fire rattled over, Bakers pulled his bird backwards after he had fired between the air-to-surface missiles in the direction of the attacker, he now looked almost vertically into the sky before he swung sideways in a slight arch and, a little higher than before, flew on parallel course.
*
The two rockets lifted the machine-gun nest that they had taken under fire, now the captain jumped up and stormed into the trench, he wanted to roll it up from one side, over them the heavy machine-guns of the helicopter squadrons hammered coldly, each shredding dared to show.Even their own MGs and MPs now vocabulary a clear language made up of short, quickly repeating sounds. A bullet hissed just under a millimeter past Sörensen's cheek, he felt the burning pain of the frictional heat on his face, targeted bursts of fire rattled on him, one broke his shin.
*
The tank made full speed, somehow the enemy suffered malice who were literally overtaken by them, he could easily hear the cracking of knobs from the noise of the engines. The medium-range missiles of the ZED1 squadron had already hit Dürben in Shanryu, a skyscraper bent to one side and hit a front of slightly less high buildings. "Nine!" shouted the driver, Häme clamped himself behind the machine-gun, and turned the armored explosive device into a pulpy mass of broken bones, flesh, lead and blood.
*
"Major General ?!", the first lieutenant looked worriedly at Genetic, because he was bent over the map as if spellbound, then he started up: "What is it?" he asked sullenly.The lieutenant put a receiver into his hand: "The Deputy Minister of Defense, he said a little anxiously. Genetic dismissed him with a nod:" Yes, sir? ".
*
Sortil leaned back in his chair while he let the Genetics report melt on his tongue, this boy was boisterous but in a way also brilliant, but at least he was reliable! He kept what he promised and he had promised to run down the enemy and now he did. , this battle had already been won, but the war was not over yet. Sortil wished the major general luck and hung up, shortly afterwards one of his military advisers stepped in: "Sir, the elite troops are ready, the minister's reinforcements will also arrive soon." Ilkum turned to the window, a snap of his fingers called the guest To remove, he took a sip of the wonderful Ryuugan cherry blossom tea. > Soon it will be over!