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[Amdrial]

Leang is from the nearby China-Tibet border, remember? (Zero Hour, Generals Challange)

Edited by {LP}Admiral-(NL), 19 July 2007 - 19:44.

[Razven]

And Vietnam snows, that explains the monsoons. *proceeds to beat you with a marshmellow* I was actually wondering where Leang would be in the Shockwavemod V.1 Campaign


It's Tibet, you silly, as the Red Guards says "We will claim it for China." ...so yah, Tibet's actually "Chinese territory" now.

Edited by People's Liberation Army, 05 July 2007 - 20:55.

[Razven]

Sorry for the unannounced hiatus, we were having some troubles connecting with the forward bases
New Update, yay.


"For fuck's sakes! Move you piece of fucking shit." Comanche pilot John "Tex" Mckenzie cursed and kicked and slammed his fist onto the flight control buttons as he waited the Comanche to have enough power to lift off. It was times like these when Murphy's Law suddenly seem to be universal truth.

"We'll cover you, go!" At first, John didn't recognize the voice, until he saw a man in a mechanic's outfit and a submachinegun trying to direct the helicopters and planes off the runway while providing covering fire, it was some Staff Sergeant in charge of ground controls, since he failed his pilot training exam back when they were both was just ordinary Airmen. It was common knowledge that most pilots never looked at their ground-based counterparts eye-to-eye, but for the first time in his life, John Mckenzie view that mechanic as his equal. "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

With that, John pulled in power and the Comanche rose into the air, giving him and the gunner a spectacular view of the battle raging on the ground. It was surreal, watching the battle beneath them rage on but without hearing the sounds of explosions nor the sounds of gunfire, the glass cockpit and helmet shielding much of the noise. It was almost like a training simulation with a pair of broken earphones. However, the unmerciful silence was thankful broken by the AP Sabot rounds firing from the helicopter's autocannon. Although relatively small and the explosions from the impact are minimal, rendering them not very useful against masses of infantry. The sabot rounds excel at doing damage to armoured targets, the devastating rounds unleashing their full potential damage as it tore through a combat technical, igniting the fuel tank which caused the the already wrecked hull to blast into the sky like GLA fireworks. As they turned around for another strafing run, they saw another Comanche rise into the air.

Then, the radio crackled with the familiar voice "It's good to see some air support. Try and hold them back, Flight Alpha, Bravo and Delta are already off. Flight Charlie and Golf are preparing for lift off. Flight 1 is doing medical evac."

"This is Hotel Two. Hotel One, we have spotted armoured targets at a number of locations. We're going to hit most of the ones near the Factory. Cover the Command Center." The other Comanche radioed in as they turned to strafe the area with another salvo of Hydra rockets, leaving smoking craters and wrecked hulls in wake.

"Roger that Hotel Two. We're going in." McKenzie replied as he steadied his helicopter and the gunner unleashed a hail of small yet deadly Hydra rockets enemy troops closing in on the Command Center. The fireteam leaders of Foxtrot and Echo gave a small cheer as the helicopter managed to hit a Sniper Quad in the more vulnerable engine compartment, the ensuing explosion make the burning truck do a small front flip before landing. A severed hand landed on a the Humvee's roof.

"This is the Airfield! We're under attack by enemy artillery! Requesting air support now!"

"They're hitting the evac choppers!"

"The Comanches are too far out!" A third panicking voice.

"This is Flight 2, we got it." Flight 2, although classified as a transport element was actually more of a armoured transport prototype. In addition to the fireports that was standard on the Combat Chinooks, the new prototype also sported a high velocity chaingun and two grenade launchers, which was a lethal combination, as proven by the fact that the Missile Defenders inside the moving death machine were merely spectating as the high velocity chaingun tore through the the FROG-7s desperately trying to drive away now that they have been spotted firing at the medical evac choppers with their missiles. A rocket buggy tried to race away, but the blast from a grenade launcher from the helicopter send it doing cartwheels down a sand dune missile rack side up. The crew crawled out and were in the middle of running away when the sniper spotted them from his firing port, but only one was shot. The other one go ran over by another panicked rocket buggy driver, bloody smattering on the buggy's windshield, blocking the driver's vision, which caused a deadly chain reaction as the buggy smashed into the tail of another Frog-7, the buggy's multiple rockets igniting, ending with both vehicles exploding in one spectacular heap. Even in the enclosed space of the Combat Chinook, the missile defenders could feel the blast wave as the entire helicopter rattled.

"Stingers!"

"Evasive maneuvers!" The pilot yelled as the helicopter quickly traded speed by decreasing altitude, it was then when the pilot heard a round enter the engine and the twin rotors give way.

"You must be joking, we just got hit by some fuck's gun right in the rotor. Prepare for emergency landing!" The helicopter crash landed cockpit first onto the desert sand. The pilot, gunner and crew chiefs died instantly, but most of the passengers managed to crawl out of the wreck before a wayward spark ignited the leaking jet fuel, incinerating the remaining survivors, it wasn't until the fire reached a still primed grenade that the screaming human torchs were put out of their misery.

Jarmen Kell grinned as he packed up the bipod for his new KSVK sniper-rifle and disappeared back into the desert. Most regard Jarmen Kell as a sadist, shooting things and watching them die. Personally, he did enjoy the thrill of the game, like how Americans enjoy hunting or fishing, but he enjoyed the fact that he hit his target, like any other person being satisifed with a job well done, not the fact that the target was dying. It was the only reason Jarmen Kell was sane after years in the desert hunting Americans and it was probably the reason why he tried to make sure his shots counted, a quick and painless death was the only thing that Jarmen Kell can give them.

"Flight Foxtrot, you have you orders."

"Roger that." The Flight leader replied. Flying at a low altitude was dangerous, especially when there were reports of Stinger missiles being fired in the area less than a minute ago, but orders were orders. As they neared target "Tango Kilo", all 3 B1Cs armed their missiles and launched in unison. There was no time to look back, but judging from the explosions from the cluster munitions going off, nobody was going to know what crash landed and no dead bodies of their fellow airmen were going to be recovered, the wreck of the Chinook and the bodies of the men blasted to a million bits. But orders were orders and there was no time to be sentimental in the armed forces, prototype or no prototype.

Edit 1: Article concluded

Edited by People's Liberation Army, 11 July 2007 - 19:53.

[Soul]

Looks like Jarmen likes that new rifle of his.

[Judgement]

Thats some amazing stuff there Bud. Keep it up

[Razven]

Personal Reference on information of current base depicted story:

1 Infantry Company + 1 Tank Company + 1 Air Squadron
4 squads x3 + (60mm Mortar section + Assault Section + Med. MG Section.)
+ 12 Tanks + 24 Aircraft

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Infantry Company breakdown:
3 x ( 4 x 2 fireteams ) = 24 Fire teams = 96 Men
3 on Mortar, 4 on Rockets, 3 on MG = 3 Fire teams = 10 Men


Infantry Command Element:
1 Captain
4 2nd Lt.

111 Men. 5 Officers. 106 Enlisted and NCOs.

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Tank Company:
12 Tanks = 48 Crews
8 Maintenance crew

Tank Command Element:
1 Captain
3 2nd Lt.

Total = 52 Men
Enlisted and NCO = 48
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23 Aircrafts + 4 Helicopters

12 F-22B = 12 Pilots
4 F-117C = 4 Pilots
3 B-1C = 12 Crew
4 Supersonic Auroras = 4 Pilots
2 Comanche Longbows = 8 Crew
1 Chinook (CH-47F) = 3 Crew
1 Experimental Combat Chinook = 4 Crew
Total Maintenance crew and technicians = 78
1 Colonel (HEAD OF BASE)
2 2nd Lt.
2 Captains

Officers: 5
Crew & Pilots: 47
Total: 130
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Patriot Batteries and Firebase:
Patriot Control Crew: 15
Firebase Operators: 10
Other staff: 3
2 Captains
1 Major

Total: 31

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Total available force: 324 Men, 12 Tanks, 20 Humvees, 24 Aircraft, 4 Helicopters, 5 Patriot Batteries, 3 Firebases.

Infantry, Armour & Aircrew breakdown:
Alpha (1 Humvee) = Sniper Quads, 4 KIA, 1 Humvee Lost
Bravo (1 Humvee) = W. Scorp., 4 KIA, 1 Humvee Lost
Charlie (1 Humvee) = W. Scorp, 4 KIA, 1 Humvee Lost
Delta (1 Humvee) =
Echo (1 Humvee) =
Foxtrot (1 Humvee) =
Golf (1 Humvee) =
Hotel = Infantry, 1 WIA
India = Infantry, 2 WIA
Juliet = Infantry, 2 KIA, 2 WIA
Kilo =
Lima =
Mike =
November =
Oscar =
Papa =
Quebec =
Romeo =
Sierra = +Helicopter crash, 1 KIA
Tango (1 Humvee) =
Uniform (1 Humvee) = Sniper Quads, 4 KIA, 1 Humvee Lost
Victor (1 Humvee) = Sniper Quads, 4 KIA, 1 Humvee Lost
Whiskey (1 Humvee) = Sniper Quads, 3 KIA, 1 WIA
X-ray (1 Humvee) =

Alpha Section (1 Humvee) (Mortar) =
Bravo Section (Rockets) = +Helicopter crash 4 KIA
Charlie Section (1 Humvee) (Heavy Machine Gun) = 3 KIA

Infantry 2nd Lt. = 1 KIA
Infantry Cap. =
________ Total: 111 Dead: 29 + 5 Wounded: 7 Casulties: 33 5 Humvees Destoryed

Tank (Platoon) (5 Tanks) Alpha = W. Scorp., 19 KIA, 1 WIA 5 Tanks lost
Tank Bravo (5 Tanks) = W. Scorp., 20 KIA 5 Tanks lost.
Tank Charlie (2 Tanks) =

Maintenance Crew (1 Humvee) = 2 KIA, 1 WIA

Tank Captain = 1 WIA
Tank 2nd Lt =
________ Total: 52 Dead: 41 Wounded: 3 Casulties: 44 10 Tanks Destroyed.

Flight Alpha (4 F-22B) = Left Sector
Flight Bravo (4 F-22B) = Left Sector
Flight Charlie (4 F-22B) =
Flight Delta (4 F-22B) = Left Sector
Flight Echo (4 F-117C) =
Flight Foxtrot (3 B1C) = +Classified as left the sector
Flight Golf ( 4 SSA) =
Flight Hotel (2 Commanche Longbows) =

Flight 1 (2 Chinooks) = 1 WIA + Frog-7, 3 WIA
Flight 2 (1 Combat Chinook) = +"Freak Accident". 4 KIA

Maintenance Crew (3 Humvees) = 3 WIA

Air Colonel =
Air Major =
Air Captain =
________ Total: 130 Dead: 0 Wounded: 4 + 3

Alpha Battery (1 Patriot) =
Bravo Battery (1 Patriot) =
Charlie Battery (1 Patriot) =
Delta Battery (1 Patriot) =
Echo Battery (1 Patriot) =

Foxtrot Battery (2 Firebase) =

Staff (2 Humvees) =
Defence Captain = 1 KIA
Defence Major =

Total: 31 Dead: 1 Wounded: 0
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God, I'm such a nerd

Meeting at 5:30pm, leave at 4pm. - Done.

Edit 1: + = Article 2

[Razven]

Keep your author happy to increase motivation to write some more!

Seriously, your feedback counts.

[Rayburn]

I really like those writings. They're easy to read, not too long yet detailed and some of the references you had in the past lightened it up. The latest stories are more serious, more violent but the atmosphere is conveyed nicely. Feels like the script of a war movie or something. The dedication you put into this is commendable as well, I mean who would be arsed to write a list about how many soldiers are where, how the squads are organised and so on? Good stuff, well planned, well executed, keep 'em coming.

Edited by Rayburn, 06 October 2008 - 12:05.

[Razven]

Ya, I'm trying a series of different styles of writing, helps me at school, you know. Anyway, I'm glad that you all are enjoying it, it's good to see your work being appreciated.

[Soul]

I know, it makes you feel more important right ?

[Razven]

Makes me feel that my existence matters to some degree.

[Zeke]

NIce story

[Areze]

Want. MOAR. WRITINGZ.

[Razven]

I originally was planning to leave Washington to take a Transatlantic flight to England and then straight into Baghdad when I met with former CIA director General Michael Vincent Hayden. He was waiting for a flight to Atlanta in a airport cafe when I first spotted him. I barely recognized him at first, now that he is completely bald and his look much less confident than we I last saw him giving his last press conference, announcing his resignation. Naturally, without much to do, I attempted to start a conversation with him by introducing myself.
Within minutes into the conversation, it was quite obvious he quite clearly knew who I am and he didn't really bother with the formalities anymore.
"It is a common misconception, that the CIA is some sort of all-knowing, all-seeing organisation, becuase it's not. It's wasn't when it was formed, it wasn't during the Cold War, it wasn't during the War on Terror and it still isn't now. Surprising, isn't it? But it's the truth, 35 plus million dollars a year does not guarantee intelligence supremacy. It's just impossible to track everything. We had the War on Terror, where we spent hundreds, if not thousands of men all over the world searching for any signs of GLA activity. We had intelligence analysts, linguistic experts, politicians, Middle East religious leaders, Muslim moderates and every mullah and his camel from all around the globe all telling us different things and when that's going on, it's not easy to track down what those Russians are up to, even though we do have the largest budget out of all known intelligence agencies in the world, we can only do so much.
It's like trying put together a jigsaw puzzle when you you've got half a million pieces coming in everyday and all of the pieces may possibly lead to a new picture, some may never fit together, some may seem obvious later when it's too late. Like 9/11...."

With that, he took a deep breath, as if hesitating to continue. I decided that he might not wish to continue the conversation. "It's quite alright.." He spoke again.

"No, I'm sorry. It's just that I'm quite stressed and I never really expected to talk about it again after I retired. I'm fine. Where was I?
Oh yes...It was a hard time for the agency back in the early days of the WoT. We were told to justify the cause of a going to Iraq, we did. Then when we found out that our 'Government endorsed' sources were faulty, who got the blame? We did and we had to take all the crap they kept piling on us."

I pressed on with the question. "Why didn't you try and clear it up?"

"It's very simple, the CIA could not, cannot and will not release information that will damage the security and integrity of our nation and information sources." He strains to think of an example. "Like the Stealth Fighter, the F-117, I think. If we just placed all the stats and a entire how-to guide on how to make one, then we will lose our edge and we might as well scrap our entire stealth bomber force. It would just be suicide for the country to do something of that magnitude unless not doing so would cause another World War."

"What about the conspiracy theories?" I asked.

"What about them?" There was a brief moment of silence. "Oh, I see where you're coming from, I understand your question. In simple terms, it's another pile of crap that the media and movies make, they paint us as some omniscient, omnipotent shadowy organisation that has hidden agendas and secret motives. Like I said, we can't clear it up, becuase of the nature of the CIA demands secrecy to ensure national security, the byproduct of all that is an enduring myth of powers that we don't have and that secrecy acts like a vacuum and nothing fills up that vacuum faster than paranoid and outlandish speculation. You hear about some guy being assassinated, most people go "Must be the CIA", you hear that the GLA got hold of old Stingers missiles, they go "Must be the CIA."
It's ridiculous if you think about it, our ability to scour the globe for every conceivable threat and the illusion that we have to power to take it out before when we know it. It wasn't a bad myth, since it also scares the bad guys. We want them to be afraid of us and think twice before they bring harm to America and his allies. And it was also this very myth that often makes us get the blame when something does happen and the blaming and finger pointing begins; 'How did Russia go back to Communism? Where was the CIA? How did the GLA get nukes? Where was the CIA? How come when a ICBM loaded with a multi megaton biological warhead was stolen and only noticed if after it was launched? Where was the fucking CIA!?'"
"The truth is, that when you have Arabs in your backyard, you're not going to have time to worry about the ChiComs showing up with a nuke in their hands and the last thing you're going to do is look over your shoulder to see the Soviets break down the backdoor. It's just impossible to have eyes and ears at every street corner, every back alley, every brothel and every shadow, even with ancient or alien technology, which we don't have. We are just like any other organisation in the world, we are governed by the laws of physics, we have a finite amount of time and a finite amount of assets to chase a overwhelmingly infinite amount of leads and threats.

With that, it was obvious that he was attracting unwelcome attention to the cafe and it we decided best to end the interview there, since both of our flights were already boarding.

Edited by People's Liberation Army, 15 July 2007 - 00:42.

[Razven]

Interview concluded. I added this to test out my "Interview style", obviously, there's still a few things I may need to improve on. I picked this topic to be the subject of my interview to promote some debating and controversy. As usual, read and review.

To those who may have read World War Z by Max Brooks, yes, the resemblance is not coincidental.

Edited by People's Liberation Army, 15 July 2007 - 17:36.

[Soul]

This is getting good.

[Rayburn]

Good stuff, the concluded version is great. I especially love the last paragraph because it contains some sort of conclusion and some good imagery.

Edited by Rayburn, 15 July 2007 - 10:16.

[Strategia]

In the words of good ol' Havoc.....

"Keep 'em comin'!"

[Amdrial]

Sorry, my bad.

[Razven]

Next up, Operation Foxhound, the first major operation mounted by the newly reformed USSR on the Euro front. It ended miserably, with the USSR proceeding with a massive bombing campaign, known as "B.O.B" (Bombs over Britain) and NATO, Chinese and US forces proceeding with Operation Ravager.

Damn, If I can't work your real names into my work, I'll use your forum name. And no, I will not use Bob Hoskins.

Watch this space for details.

[Soul]

Cool, can't wait to see how you will add everyone.

[Razven]

Operation Foxhound has been delayed due to lack of information on current Soviet military build up, as of now, we know that it will be the first time Kodiak tanks be used in large scale combat and the Sentinel will be test as it faces a Allied armoured spearhead with support from Tao's best artillery regiments stationed in Europe

"B.O.B" is refers to two incidents, the bombing of Beijing and the bombing of Britain as a country itself, massive casualties are to be expected.

Operation Ravager's location is now pinpointed towards the Si no/Soviet Border, the European Border and possibly even a invasion via airlift from Canada into the Siberian tundra. Massive armoured battalions amass in Inner Mongolia and all civilian population seems to have been evacuated. Mines fields are being disarmed to make way for Tao's nuclear tank army in the USSR's South and Kwai himself is commanding the elite tank divisions just West of the USSR's border. Hints are that the USSR will try divert US airlifting resources by supplying terrorists with Cold-War era technology and possibly and third nuclear warhead.

[̀̀̀̀█]

Very nicely done PLA. I am greatly looking forward to more of this story. Very creatively done, and well explained for things such as 1 man tank crews and ejection pods with pilots inside. You have successfully filled in the hole that was there when anyone tried to explain them.

Edited by pyrobob, 22 July 2007 - 02:35.

[Razven]

The only cure for EA's laziness is the hard work of the fans. A prime example would be here, E-studios, we try and make sense of whatever EA puked out. It's kind of fun, really. More of a intellectual challenge and creativity training more than anything else.

[Soul]

Regardless, you've done a great job.