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    ACST SF Campaign

    Post by shomu1 on Sun Jun 28, 2015 10:30 pm

    March 16, 2025
    Vistoc Joint Forces Base
    Pier 12
    Vistoc Estovakia
    1604 Hours Local


    Genghis, team leader of AFO Vampire, and Subro “Reaper” Sarkar, the commanding officer of the 426th SOAR, stood on the deck of the RFS Valkyrie, a modified Osea-class LHA as they watched the ship be loaded with an assortment of modified trucks and Humvees.  “Remind me again why we’re taking Valk to Yuktobania instead of just flying?” the short North Pointian asked.


    “Because the ALD's busy running relief flights into Sapin, Valk’s going south with the Estovakian Marines anyway, and because corporate told us to,” Reaper said.  


    Genghis frowned, “If the ALD can’t take us, why don’t we just use the MC-17s?”


    Reaper sighed, “Because in their infinite wisdom, corporate decided they want all of us to arrive at around the same time.  And since the fixed wing guys still have some last minute tests they need to run, they get the Maces so they can make up for lost time.  That, and the fact that they have less baggage.  Also it'd be a pain in the ass to transport the helos down by air, since we'd either have to do two or three lifts just for the birds and THEN another for you guys and your stuff, or have to fly everything down.  And I'd rather not be sitting in a Blackfoot for a day and a half when I can ride slightly slower on Valk.  We'll be getting the Maces come fun time anyway, and they can bring us more gear.”


    “Fair enough.  I just hope the damn war doesn’t start before we get there.”


    “You and me both.”


    Meanwhile
    426th SOAR Compound
    Vistoc Joint Forces Base


    “God, this is gonna be a long week,” Gale “Hurricane” Sarkar sighed, leaning against the fuselage of her MH-76M Blackfoot.


    Sarathi “Sharky” Sarkar, her husband and pilot for the 8th TFS “Basilisks” of the 456th MNFW, rubbed her shoulder and said soothingly, “Hey, it’s not that bad.”


    Gale fixed her husband with a look.  “A week cooped up all by myself with a bunch of Estovakians, with nothing but boring-ass overwater flights, pleasant thoughts of you, and my right hand to keep me occupied.  And it’s not like I’ll have Irina to keep me company either.  Explain to me how that’s not that bad.”


    Sharky frowned, “Hey, it’s not our fault we need Irina to help us set up the v3s on the Quickstrikes.  She can’t just be your fuckbuddy all the time.  She DOES have a day job, you know.  And you don’t have to just make do with memories.  Video chats ARE a thing, after all.”


    “Yeah, I know.  Just sucks that you get to have your fun with her while I’m stuck all by my lonesome.”


    Sharky shrugged, “Nothing I can do about that.  But hey, you could always see if Daciana wants to hang out with you.”


    Gale raised an eyebrow slyly.  “Trying to get me to bust the ole’ bunker, are you?”


    Sharky raised his hands defensively.  “Hey, in no way did I suggest that.  That was all you.”


    Gale chuckled, “I know.  Eh, we’ll see.  We do get along reasonably well.”


    “There ya go.  You got a friend to talk to if you get bored with my brother and Vampire.  So when do you guys head out?”


    “Valk leaves tonight, the helos are gonna rendezvous when it leaves the harbor.”


    “Alright.  I’ll let you get back to work.”

    “You sure?”


    “Yeah.  I should get back to Vrbas and actually finish the work on integrating those radars.”


    “Okay, babe.”


    “Have a safe trip.”


    “You too.  And don’t have TOO much fun with Irina when I’m gone.”


    Sharky chuckled, “No guarantees.”


    Gale rolled her eyes and she pulled Sharky into a hug, smiling as he reached down to cup her butt.


    Sharky said, “Stay safe.”


    “Always.”


    With that, Sharky left the hangar to catch a transport plane back to the MNFW’s base, as Gale returned to preparing for her imminent deployment.


    Later that night, the Valkyrie left port, followed by her two destroyer escorts and a pair of Estovakian amphibious ships.  As she left Vistoc harbor, she was joined by the SOAR’s collection of Blackfoots, Chinooks, Little Birds, and CV-22s, which were promptly secured and stowed on deck and in the hangar.  With the aircraft aboard, the small fleet set course south for Yuktobania.


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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by Ronin201 on Mon Jun 29, 2015 10:33 am

    March 18, 2025
    Fort Beckwith, North Osea
    1600 Hours

    Captain Bradley Shawn, known more commonly as "Knight", stopped to watch as the BAE Joint Light Tactical Vehicle, Recon (JLTV-R) was eased into the back of the C-17. His second in command, Staff Sergeant Rhory "Crusher" Dilkin, was waiting for the machine to be loaded so he could get back to packing the team's gear.

    "Afternoon, sir." He said as his dark-haired commander approached.

    "Afternoon, Sarge, any complaints?" He asked.

    "Other than my ex-wife?"

    "Are we taking her to Verusea?"

    "We'd resolve this thing in a day if we did."

    The two grinned. the bald NCO then shook his head.

    "All gear's aboard, just waiting for our TVs." He reported.

    "Good, I'll be reviewing intel if anyone needs me. Make sure the team has all their shit squared away before we leave." He said before walking off.

    The commander of B Squadron's Team 2 had too much on his mind. His genius of a girlfriend had, for the first time, show serious emotional distress at his leaving, he was in the midst of a very large deployment that was being pushed along very fast, and he was heading towards what was looking like a World War. For the several small-time ops, hostage rescues or swiping a badguy from his bed, nothing could prepare him for a prolonged conflict.

    He looked down at the patch on his shoulder. For now they wore patches of the Osean Army's 1st Special Operations Force, Detachment Delta (or Delta Force), but as soon as they were airborne they had a small disinformation exercise to put on. The men would change their patches to appear as members of the 8th Mountain Division. The method behind the madness was to keep the Veruseans unaware of where Delta would be and how many of them there would be. Simply not wearing any patches was about as bad as wearing the 1st SFOD badge, intel had figured. This way the Rusies would be thinking more regular units were inbound while in fact some of the best operators in the business would be coming. Yeah this was serious; enemy intel had never been seen as being this good.

    Knight found a corner of the hangar where he could be found when the C-17 was ready to go and opened up one of the dossiers handed out by Major Keith. The first page read "Report on Verusean Persons of Interest Within Government". A quick glance at the second revealed it was titled "Rosenthal Security, Special Forces Units".


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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by Phantomphanatic10 on Thu Sep 03, 2015 5:09 pm

    March 18th, 2025
    Tiger AFB
    1609 Local

    The only group that looked different from the gathering pilots was a small team of four men. Three sat gathered around a collapsible table, playing poker, while the tallest of the group sat alone, 
    cleaning a Glock 19.

    "What!?! Another Royal Flush, I should gouge your eyes out Kir!" exclaimed the team medic, Kostya Yenin.

    Kir Bukin's thin face contorted into a light smile and he said nothing.

    "You are going into more debt than the government Kostya." said the short JTAC, Ruslan Zubov, lighting a new cigarette. 

    "Fuck you, at least I came from a place that knows what a one hundred ruble note looks like." retorted Kostya sharply.

    "Bring it back a notch," intoned a deep, yet loud voice from behind. "You keep that up and I'll have you clean out the back of the Mi-17, blindfolded and wearing manacles." 

    "Yes captain!" exclaimed the young Sergeant. Nobody wanted to clean out the back of the Mi-17, as the floor was coated with several resilient layers of dust, grease, gunpowder, blood and oil. 

    "Why are we even out here with all these fly boys anyway sir?" asked Kir. 

    "Remember, were here to act as innocent liaisons!" said Ruslan. 

    "That is our official assignment, but we all know that is BS." said the captain. "We are waiting to meet our colleagues from Osea and a PMC group called Rosenthal. Together, we will be observing Verusean movements."

    All the soldiers nodded, and returned to their cards.The captain was tall man with an extremely thick beard and arms that appeared to be able to rip an oak in half. His name was Dima Agopov. His team was part of the 98th Detached Reconnaissance Regiment, an elite portion of the Yuktobaninan VDV airborne unit. All of he and his men had fought though many quite campaigns, mostly internally, wiping out terror cells and the like. But Dima knew that what ever the Veruseans were planning would throw them for a terrible loop. Sliding the slide back onto the frame and racking the pistol to make sure it functioned a few times, he lay it down on the crate he sat upon. Whatever it was, he would be as ready as possible. Looking over at his men, who were happily ensconced in the poker game, he hoped they would be too.
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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by Ronin201 on Tue Sep 08, 2015 12:05 am

    March 19, 2025
    On approach to Tiger AFB
    0330 Hours

    The First of several C-17 landed without any fanfare at the head of ARIA's forces in the region. In the back, the men of Outlaw 2-2 were mostly asleep still. They had no reason to be awake until the Loadmaster told them to get out of his airplane. Everyone was tired, but everyone knew sleep would become rarer as time went on. Every minute of shut-eye was valuable.

    When they finally did stop and the Air Force enlisted man ordered them off the plane, Brad was quick to get up. As he walked, his mind was already plotting. He didn't have to worry about the setup of things; that was above him. His main interests were their HVIs in theater and the guys at Rosenthal. The CIA had names and former assignments for all the Oseans, but the others, Yukes Useans and the like were enigmas. They worked closely with their own special aviation unit, the 426th SOAR.

    Brad weighed the idea of mercs being allowed to do this. He was very neutral on PMCs, and Rosenthal had an okay rep, save for Anea in 2015. Their commitment to this conflict was a bit of a plus for them; Verusea was being it's bastard self. If they did good, they'd do good. If not...well he wouldn't be surprised if he was ordered to snatch Rosenthal corporate types from their villas and beds.

    The Verusean leadership especially piqued his interest. Of note were the leaders of the paramilitaries, who were essentially criminals handed a uniform and a pardon, and the directors of intelligence work for the country. These two groups presented key targets, as the Maroon Tigers were unpredictable and dismantling anyone's intel base was a serious victory. Of course Verusea's Special Forces also had his attention, but that was something for another manila folder. The dark-haired man stepped onto the tarmac to make room for the JLTVs being offloaded and examined the base, at least what he saw from his position. He set his beret, black to go with the disguise, on his head and adjusted his Oakley Juliets at the same time.


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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by Phantomphanatic10 on Tue Sep 08, 2015 5:46 pm

    The team watched the aircraft circle and land. Dima rose and walked over to where Brad stood. Noting the 8th Mountain patch, he said, "Aren't you a little early for the 8th Mountain? Anyways, I assume your our contacts. I am your lead liaison, if that is what you wish to call it. You can call me Dima If you and your men would follow me, I'll introduce you to the rest of my men."
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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by Ronin201 on Wed Sep 09, 2015 3:53 pm

    Brad recognized who'd he'd been told would be his liaison for ops in this region and extended a hand.

    "We're the advanced guys, come to talk and get the shit set up for our firebase." He said. The captain then whistled to the others on the team.

    "Hey ladies, found our liasion!" He called.

    The men, lead by Crusher, walked towards the man and followed after him, duffle bags over their shoulders. In the meantime ground personnel got to work unloading boxes, keeping the JLTVs inside for now until the planes were brought to hangars.

    "Captain Hatch, by the way." Brad added, sticking to his alias until they were behind secured doors.


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    Post by Phantomphanatic10 on Wed Sep 09, 2015 4:25 pm

    "Good to meet you Captain," said Dima. Arriving at the table, all of his men stood and saluted their leader. 

    "Men, this is Captain Hatch." he said. 

    The Spetsnaz soldiers saluted the Osean, as Dima introduced hem. "The short one is our FAC Ruslan, the one who won't stop yammering is the medic Kostya, and the skinny one is Kir, he handles explosives."

     Kostya began reshuffling the deck and returned the cards to their pack and Dima said, "Now Captain, we should probably go somewhere more private to discuss our upcoming ops. Kotya, get a couple of bottles of vodkas to share with our guests." 

    "Yessir!" he exclaimed, and dashed off. 

    Chuckling, Dima said, "He has more energy than he knows what to do with." reverting to his serious tone, he continued, "Follow me, we shall go to our hangar."

    Leading the Delta men to his hangar, he sat down on a folding chair.
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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by Ronin201 on Thu Sep 10, 2015 2:48 pm

    "Booze already? Man this place knows how to roll out the red carpet." Tobes remarked with a grin.

    "Hey we're in theater; don't get hammered just yet." Totoro interjected.

    "Who're you? My mother?" the LMG man asked.

    "Enough grabass you two." Crusher hissed.

    Brad in the lead, the rest followed their Captain as he followed the VDV man. Brad wondered if the Yuke paras knew their real identity; he hoped or else the reveal was gonna be very awkward. They went into what was a standard-looking aircraft hangar, well out of the way. Once they were sure things were safe. Brad took off his beret and laid down his bag.

    "Okay Mr. Dima, seeing as we're out of earshot, let's get to business." He said, dropping the disguise. The man extended a hand.

    "Captain Shawn, Osean Special Forces." He said, dropping his alias. He gambled his last name was common enough to reveal.

    "Captain Dima, 98th Detached Reconnaissance Regiment." Dima replied, accepting the gesture.

    "So seeing as how the Veruseans are ready to jump into Tara any day now, we might as well get to the skinny. Anything significant happen in the past day? At all?" Brad asked. Dima shook his head.


    "The imbeciles that run our government are jumpy about cross border recce patrols. We have only been able to set up on the border upon occasion. When we've been there, we've seen large infantry and armor movements." He revealed. Brad sat down and let out a sigh.

    "We've also encountered enemy SF teams on the other side of the border. They've been rather aggressive." Dima added.

    "Right, we'll need to see if we can get that restriction changed. Anything new about the Verusean formations? Or same old maneuvers?" the Osean went on.

    "The infantry units seem docile, as does the armor. Hell, the infantry seems to have a lot of fun drinking and singing." The Yuktobanian pointed out with a dry smile. He offered the Vodka to Brad alongside a small glass. The officer declined, but allowed his own men a shot each.

    "Hmm...probably not much value to us on the surface, but it may mean they intend to stay. In other news, what of our accommodations in theater when we aren't out in Indian Country?" Brad asked.

    "Here at Tiger unless we get overrun. I believe they have a set of barracks for you and your men. For relaxation, we have this hangar, or a variety of bars." Dima replied, motioning about the hangar. Made sense; they'd be close to any support as well. Speaking of which...

    "Finally we have Rosenthal. You can add your opinion if you want, but I assume you've looked over their dossier if your intel handed that off?" Brad asked, leaning forward.

    "Yes, I've dealt with PMCs like them. They seem fairly clean, despite the job in Estovakia. Then again, they do have to make a living." his counterpart confirmed.


    "That they do, and I hope they're as good as intel paints them. They should be due to arrive in a few days." the dark-haired operator replied.

    With any serious business done, Kostya poured the Deltas their shots so the two groups could simply talk.


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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by Phantomphanatic10 on Wed Sep 30, 2015 3:33 pm

    March 22, 2022, 0900

    Dima shuffled the cards again. 

    "How long is it going to take for these PMC guys to get here?" asked Kostya. 

    "Well, they are coming by sea, then helicopter," responded Kir "Kind of takes a while."

    Dima dealt the cards again, and the men took them up. A smile spread across Kostya's face.

    "Kostya, you have the world's shittiest poker face," said Ruslan, throwing down a set of cards.
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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by shomu1 on Wed Sep 30, 2015 10:31 pm

    March 25, 2025
    Off the Coast of Yuktobania
    Near Tiger NAFB
    RFS Valkyrie
    0800 Hours Local


    “Alright, the fast movers are due to land in about an hour.  We will be docking later in the day.  Hurricane, Reaper, I want you to take Vamp and Miss Iones- Miss Ionescu, are you listening?” Senior Vice President of Tactical Operations John Clark, the head of Rosenthal Incorporated’s Applied Tactics Division and the ranking Rosenthal representative for the company’s commitment to ARIA, looked across the table in the Valkyrie’s flag briefing room at a dark haired Estovakian woman.  


    ‘Y-yes, sir.  Sorry.”  Daciana Ionescu, who had been brought along as a liaison between the 456th MNFW and the ATD units as well as as Mr. Clark’s backup, started as she was called out. “Apologies.”


    “It’s fine.  Pay attention.  Anyway, as I was saying.  Hurricane, Reaper, you’ll take Vamp and Miss Ionescu ahead of us to meet up with our Delta and Spetsnaz counterparts as well as get a gauge on what sort of facilities we have available and establish contact with the big ARIA pooh-bahs.  Questions?”  Gale, Reaper, and Genghis shook their heads.  “Good.  I want you wheels up in forty five, so Genghis, get that band of degenerates you call a team ready to go.”


    Genghis, the leader of AFO Vampire, chuckled, “Aye aye, sir.”


    Clark nodded, “Dismissed.”


    As everyone filed off to prepare for the flight to Tiger, Gale pulled Daciana aside.  “Getting distracted, are we, Daci?”


    Daci said sheepishly, “I got carried away…”


    Gale chuckled, “That much was obvious.  Thinking about someone we know?”


    “That obvious?”


    “And then some.”


    Daci sighed, “This is starting to become a problem…”


    Gale smiled, “Ah, don’t worry about it, Daci.  You gotta loosen up.  Anyway, we’ll be seeing your dear blackfish in a couple hours regardless, so come on.  Get your stuff.  I’ll meet you in the helo.”


    “Right.”  With a sharp nod, Daci walked off towards her quarters to grab what she needed.

    Chuckling, Gale headed to the ready room to pick up her gear before pre-flighting her helo for the flight to Tiger.


    Two Hours Later


    The Yuktobanians' conversation was interrupted by the clatter of rotors approaching from the direction of the ocean.  Before anyone could say anything, a large black mass screamed over the flightline, just fifty feet over the assorted airmen’s heads.  As the people on the flightline gawked, the MH-76M Blackfoot turned sharply and flared, coming gently in for a landing next to the Rosenthal C-17s.  The moment the wheels touched down, 8 large men in polo shirts and Multicam pants carrying large kitbags disembarked, followed by a trim brunette in business attire and a lanky dark-skinned man in a flight suit.  The members of AFO Vampire took a moment to take stock of their surroundings before noticing the VDV troops.



    The group made their way over to the table. Setting his bag down, Genghis, who happened to be the shortest of the group, removed his sunglasses and said, “Morning.  Since you guys are the only non-flyboys around, I'm assuming you're our liaisons?”


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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by Phantomphanatic10 on Thu Oct 01, 2015 3:34 pm

    Dima raised himself off of his crate, and was duly surprised to find one of the PMC operators looking down at him. At 6' 5", he wasn't used to this. 

    Nodding, he said in his accented English, "Yes, that is us, if you would like to follow me, we can do introductions in a more private setting." Turining to Kostya, he nodded, and the medic quickly walked to get the customary vodka. Turning back to the gathered PMC operators, he said, "This way please." He and his team led the way to their old hangar. 

    "Our Delta comrades should be waiting for us at our hangar." stated Dima casually.
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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by shomu1 on Thu Oct 01, 2015 5:10 pm

    Genghis nodded, "Lead on."  Motioning to the rest of Vampire to follow, he walked after Dima.


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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by Ronin201 on Thu Oct 01, 2015 7:42 pm

    Brad was outside the hangar, now wearing more SF-oriented patches, though neither really distinguished he was Delta. The place had been given the proper counter-espionage treatment, so for now the place was relatively secure. Some KGB types had set up on base to support the effort against the Veruseans. As the VDV leader approached, contractor in tow, Brad removed his Oakley sports and extended a hand after tucking them in a pocket.

    "Genghis, I presume? We've been waiting. Name's Knight, "Osean Special Forces"." Brad smiled.


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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by Phantomphanatic10 on Sat Oct 03, 2015 4:12 pm

    "And I am Dima, 98th Detached Reconnaissance Regiment." said the Yuke, also extending his hand. "It is a pleasure to meet you."
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    Post by shomu1 on Sat Oct 03, 2015 7:05 pm

    Genghis accepted the proffered hands.  "Genghis, Rosenthal.  Behind me we've got Preacher, my assistant team leader, Voodoo, M60 gunner, Dingo the medic, Tick, SAW gunner, Zeus, RTO, and finally Odin and Dusty, team marksmen."  Turning to Brad he said, "Ah, Mr. Shawn.  I've heard good things.  I was wondering when Delta was going to get involved in this party."


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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by Ronin201 on Sat Oct 03, 2015 8:53 pm

    "I'm sure you have, Mr. Shimada, at least what they declassified. Read my fair share too. Hell, you guys have been around the block. Read Mr. Rhodes over there was a Ranger during Belka and Mr. Dingo used to run down druggies trying to run in his days outside the military." Brad nodded, showing he'd done his homework.

    He lead the men inside the hangar to meet the others. Already they had "rooms" for the Delta teams set up inside, consisting of tarps supported by wood for walls. Lighting was provided by lanterns and chem-lights positioned strategically. Several different songs were conflicting with each other and a TV set playing some Yuktobanian game show, and coolers were abound. Outside of that, many of the men were training and keeping their abilities sharp howevere they could from re-reading training materials to doing martial arts on some mats. Brad's team was together near the end closest to the hangar doors, which had been reinforced against attack.

    "Oy, Crusher, where are you? The contractors are here." Brad said, taking off his fatigue blouse. The bald NCO emerged from his current living space.

    "Shit, they look my age sir." He whistled wryly.

    "Now Sergeant, play nice."

    "With all do respect, sir, that stuff's for the new pansy Osean Army. I'm oldschool."

    The rest of Outlaw 2-2 shuffled out of their living quarters to say hello.

    "Mower, Dodo, Roadkill, Tobes, Screwball, and Totoro." The officer said, pointing to each member as he said their moniker.

    "And no, I don't wear his ears with my ghillie suit." Teiji commented.

    "Though we'd like to think it'd be funny as fuck." Dodo added.


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    Post by shomu1 on Sat Oct 03, 2015 9:54 pm

    Genghis frowned as the Delta captain mentioned his knowledge of their pasts.  "I'd appreciate it if you kept that knowledge to yourself."

    Dusty, ever so amicable, chuckled at Crusher's introduction and said, "You know what they say.  Age is just a number."

    Meanwhile, having greeted the Delta team, Voodoo and Zeus walked around the hangar, taking stock of the surroundings.  Clicking his tongue in disappointment, Voodoo said in his deep Bana dockyard accent, "Man, you Delta boys hate creature comforts or something?  Little buddy, whaddya think?"

    Zeus nodded, "You're right, Big V.  We gotta spruce this place up.  And quick.  Feels like the 90s in here.  Blech."

    Dingo and Tick simply rolled their eyes, with the stocky SAW gunner saying, "You know, Voodoo, if I didn't know you any better I wouldn't think you were a SEAL in your past life."

    Voodoo retorted, "Hey, just because I gut people for a livin' doesn't mean I can't appreciate the finah things in life."

    "Says the guy who spends every waking moment criticizing 'lazy zoomie pukes' for their 'soft and decadent lifestyles.'"

    Voodoo growled, "You watch yer mouth, Tick.  I'm nowhere NEAR that bad yet.  'Sides.  Not like I'm sayin' we need to turn this place into a fuckin' Hilton or someshit like the zoomies would try to."

    Tick shrugged, "Eh, you've got a point.  This place is kind of a shithole."

    Dingo said flatly, "I've seen drug dens classier than this place."


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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by Ronin201 on Sat Oct 03, 2015 11:03 pm

    "That it is, a number you feel in your back and knees every so often. Anyways we have a big-ass BBQ we use. You're free to it so long as you provide your own meat. Same with drinks, but we're willing to barter and trade. Higher ups are keeping us pretty strict on booze, so don't expect us to be opening up a bar every night. We most often have to trade sodas." Crusher said, gaining a sour expression at the end. His officer nodded at the PMC leader in regards to the request.

    "The VDV guys have been insisting we get some sort of firing range set up, but we most likely won't have time. If you have intel people and they wanna meet with ours, those Conex boxes have been tricked out back home to be like little skiffs." Brad added, pointing towards said objects in the far corner.

    "Other than that feel free to set up and mingle. We tend to do a lot of training, swapping stuff from home, or playing card games. TV over there has a pretty sweet hookup, and one of our guys brought along most of his DVD collection." He went on.

    "Though unfortunately no pornos." Roadkill shrugged.

    "We could always bum shit off the locals." Tobes suggested from his space.

    "You ever seen a Yuke pornos? They're weird, man." Dodo countered.

    "Watch alot of em, Dodo?" Teiji asked, setting his rifle's case on his lap to pull it out and examine.

    He pulled out the HK 417 DMR and began to examine it much like a chef did his dish at a restaurant in downtown November City or Oured. A hand tapped against the tarp on the far side of his quarters. He opened the flap nearby so Tobes could poke his face in.

    "What do you think of em?" He asked in a hushed voice.

    "A bit rough around the edges, but that's no surprise. Guess we'll see if they can still do their thing when we go out into the field." He shrugged in the same manner of voice.


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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by shomu1 on Sat Oct 03, 2015 11:06 pm

    Genghis nodded, "Good to know.  We've got a SCIF on the boat as well, so looks like we're pretty solid in that regard."

    Preacher spoke up, "Does the base not have a range we can use?"


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    Post by Ronin201 on Sun Oct 04, 2015 9:33 am

    Brad shook his head.

    "Place is an old facility that just got reopened and spruced up with this crisis blowing up. They don't have a range, but they have plenty of room to make one."


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    Post by shomu1 on Sun Oct 04, 2015 11:54 am

    Genghis sighed, "I guess the logistics guys have their work cut out for them."


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    Post by Ronin201 on Mon Oct 05, 2015 8:32 am

    "Best place for a range is gonna be a patch of ground at the far northeast corner of the base. It's about as far from the jet activity as we can get. Some of the old facilities may also be good for practicing breaching techniques, but considering the overall situation, we may not find ourselves doing very much of that, at least for now." Brad replied.


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    Post by shomu1 on Mon Oct 05, 2015 9:24 am

    Genghis nodded, "Agreed, but it doesn't hurt to practice.  Especially if the facilities we're going to be breaching are similar to the ones we have here.  Now if you'll excuse me, I have to make a call."  Pulling out a sat phone, Genghis walked outside the hangar and called Mr. Clark.  "Mr. C?  Genghis."

    "You guys in place?"

    "Yessir.  VDV and Delta have themselves a nice little hangar set up.  We can set up shop in the buildings adjacent."

    "Excellent.  How are the facilities?"

    "In a word, rusty.  This place looks like it hasn't been used since the 80s.  Logistics guys are going to have plenty to keep them busy, sir."

    "Eh, figured as much.  What do you think of the Delta team lead?"

    "First impression, he seems capable enough.  But we'll have to see how it goes."

    "Good.  Make sure your boys play nice."

    Genghis chuckled, "Aye aye, sir.  Voodoo and Zeus are already making plans for renovations."

    Mr. Clark huffed in amusement, "They would.  Tell Zeus if he tries to put another hot tub in the squad space I'll hang his behind from the radar mast."

    "Hehe, yes sir.  Anyway, how far out are you?"

    "Few more hours."

    "Copy that."

    "I'll be in touch.  Clark out."


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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by Phantomphanatic10 on Mon Oct 05, 2015 12:21 pm

    Rusland grinned at the PMC operators chatter. "Yes, we just got here earlier this week. Haven't had a chance to make it a true home, as we've been rushing up and down the border from some time. 

    Extending his hand, he said, "My name is Rusland, I'm Dima's FAC and RTO." 

    Dima himself had joined the Delta team lead as the conversation about logistics trailed off. 

    "I see you are already making plans to set up a range. That north east corner is definitely the best. My team has already been able to grab some Verusean weapons through some... less than legal channels. Anyways, we will have those and other weapons to train with, both Osean and Yuktobaninan."
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    Re: ACST SF Campaign

    Post by shomu1 on Mon Oct 05, 2015 5:03 pm

    Zeus accepted the handshake, saying, "Zeus, Vampire's JTAC.  This ugly motherfucker is Voodoo, our favorite grown up delinquent and M60 gunner."

    Voodoo simply nodded in greeting.  "'Sup."

    Meanwhile Genghis said, "Ordnance isn't going to be a problem."


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