Central Europe is in flames as fighting intensifies throughout the continent. U.N.LAW Tactical Team (U.T.T.) are called into action and sent to the worst areas of the war zones to try and stem the flow of battle. UTT Black Ops team were sent out three days earlier and have been on recon along with seek and destroy missions. Remaining UTT teams, Alpha led by Fenrir and Beta led by Pariah, are sent out to reinforce Black Ops and clear out the remaining enemy troops from the area.
28th March - 05:00 A.M.
"Ah, it's great to be back in the old gear again after eight long years." Pariah chuckled to himself as he strapped his bungie sling to his M4 rifle. "It feels like you never left, sweetheart." He looked down and patted the rifle Stock gently.
"Psycho!" Fenrir smiled as he hooked up his MP5 and and slung his M79 grenade launcher across his back.
Seconds later the radio blared out orders from command. Black Ops had stumbled onto an enemy heavily fortified base, made contact and were retreating to higher ground. Alpha and Beta teams were to land at the landing zone coordinates, which would be about three clicks from the Black Ops new position. Orders were to secure the LZ and then rendevous with Black Ops for the final assault…
Pariah walked up to his radio man and grabbed the radio. "Black Op Wolves, Black Op Wolves, this is Beta Wolf come in…"
The radio crackled with static, gun shots could be heard in the background as Heretic called back. "Black Op Wolves here, go ahead Beta."
"BOW, what's your sitrep?"
Engaged enemy base, have pushed back to ridge 297. Enemy backed up by mortar support. Have called in Aerial support, will await your arrival. Over."
"Roger that BOW, will ve moving East of your position, will signal with green smoke. Over."
"Roger that Beta. Good hunting. Over"
Alpha and Beta Teams moved out towards the ridge. Alpha moved out ahead on recon. The heat was starting to penetrate the tree cover and the sweat was building with every footstep. The radio man moved up closer to Pariah, the familiar screeching voice from central command wanting the usual 5 minute sitreps.
"Tell them we're doing our job and they can stuff their sitreps up their arse!" Pariah swatted a mosquito on his neck.
The radio man sent the usual standard ussue sitrep. 'Alpha and Beta moving to support BOW, nothing else to report'
Dutch unstraps his anti tank launcher and points it at the menace, but the T72 tank had already spotted him and fired its main gun at him. Na explosion soon followed, trees collapsed everywhere followed by a blinding light. Pariahwas thrown to the ground along with his radio man and Dutch had disappeared leaving only his smoking cigarette rocket launcher intact. Ricardo ran to the launcher, fired from the hip and was thrown back from its force. Another blinding light, flames, a huge explosion and one tank was down. Pariah staggered from the shock of the tank explosion, to the radio man grabbed the radio off him and screamed down the mic. "Alpha, Alpha come in, this is Beta."
"Alpha here go ahead." Fenrirs voice was screaming back at him.
"Enemy have armoured support. Have destroyed one T 72. Two more are on route. We need to move to that fucking ridge ASAP!"
"Roger that Beta. Fire support until we get clear and then we'll cover you. Over"
"Fuck this!" Pariah threw the mic at the radio man. "Fire support? Fuck!"
Everyone fired as they retreated on Alphas back. The enemy followed, so close at times that they managed to kill a few of Betas troops and steal they weapons as they fell. 'Now that´s fucking close!'
The enemy tanks fired randomly, followed by mortars. The ground shook as we backtracked and the forest disintegrated as they fired.
Mendes came running towards Pariah. Ducking and weaving until he reached him.
"Sir!" He gasped for air as he tried to regain his breath. "Black Ops have re-engaged the enemy to the north and are pushing them back. Alpha is connecting with us and Black Ops."
Pariah breathed a sigh of relief as he knew that Black Ops had saved their bacon. "Run back to Heretic. Tell him we´re dealing with the armour and get them to flank them as soon as possible."
"Right!" Mendes smiled as he turned around and ran back in the direction he had come.
Another explosion and another flashing light exploded to Pariahs left as Mendes disappeared from view.
"Shit!" Pariah mumbled as he saw another man evaporate from the explosion.
Every man and woman in Beta fired their weapons. Gun barrels were getting hot, ammo was running low but moral was running high as slowly but surely the enemy pulled back from the onslaught caused by a three flank maneuver. By the time Alpha and Black Ops had reached Betas position, the enemy had crumbled and disapated into the hills.
"Ah, it's great to be back in the old gear again after eight long years." Pariah chuckled to himself as he strapped his bungie sling to his M4 rifle. "It feels like you never left, sweetheart." He looked down and patted the rifle Stock gently.
"Psycho!" Fenrir smiled as he hooked up his MP5 and and slung his M79 grenade launcher across his back.
Seconds later the radio blared out orders from command. Black Ops had stumbled onto an enemy heavily fortified base, made contact and were retreating to higher ground. Alpha and Beta teams were to land at the landing zone coordinates, which would be about three clicks from the Black Ops new position. Orders were to secure the LZ and then rendevous with Black Ops for the final assault…
28th March 9:30 A.M.
"Damn! I love the smell of napalm on a Saturday afternoon!" Fenrir laughed as he stepped of the Chinook and stared out into the distance as a trail of flames roared across the dense forest ahead of them.
"You say that every time we go into action mate, it´s starting to get boring now." Pariah looked around as the other twin engine helicopters touched down letting out a flood of troops and screaming sergeants.
"Yeah well, it´s become a tradition now. A bit of good luck!" Fenrir grinned.
The Chinooks continued to land, empty and leave one after another as the dust was whipped up into the air. Seconds later, an artillery shell exploded two feet from where the last Chinook had left.
"Do you think they've spotted us?" Pariah shouted sarcastically as three more shells exploded around the LZ.
"Head for the trees!" Fenrir screamed as he pointed to the tree line away from the clearing.
Shell after shell screeched before they hit the ground, exploding and regurgitating the earth around them. The air was sucked out of Cortez´s lungs as an explosion landed close to his feet lifting him five feet into the air and collapsing into a bloody pile to Fenrirs right.
"Bloody shame that!" Fenrir shouted as he ran past, pointing at the remains of Cortez. "I used liked him."
Artillery after artillery round hammered into the ground, clouds of dust filled our lungs and made breathing harder and harder. Finally into the forest, we regrouped and noticed smoke trails from the enemies artillery up on a ridge. Pariah called in an airstrike to knock them out and within minutes of confirmation, six UTT air to ground fighters, lit up the ridge, lighting up the sky and destroying the enemy artillery.
The radio crackled with static, gun shots could be heard in the background as Heretic called back. "Black Op Wolves here, go ahead Beta."
"BOW, what's your sitrep?"
Engaged enemy base, have pushed back to ridge 297. Enemy backed up by mortar support. Have called in Aerial support, will await your arrival. Over."
"Roger that BOW, will ve moving East of your position, will signal with green smoke. Over."
"Roger that Beta. Good hunting. Over"
Alpha and Beta Teams moved out towards the ridge. Alpha moved out ahead on recon. The heat was starting to penetrate the tree cover and the sweat was building with every footstep. The radio man moved up closer to Pariah, the familiar screeching voice from central command wanting the usual 5 minute sitreps.
"Tell them we're doing our job and they can stuff their sitreps up their arse!" Pariah swatted a mosquito on his neck.
The radio man sent the usual standard ussue sitrep. 'Alpha and Beta moving to support BOW, nothing else to report'
With an hour into the march, Alpha spot the enemy rear guard. With in seconds they start their engagement which in return is responded by a handful of RPGs being fired into our general direction. The forest was breaking apart in front of us. Trees were collapsing, branches falling at our feet and a confetti of leaves fell on our heads. Alpha attacked them head on as Beta moved to their right to flank them. What seemed like artillery fire, shocked both teams, but the sudden realization that the ground shook around us and the unusual purr of a heavy engine, brought on the realization that the enemy had tank support and were making their way towards us.
"Shit, shit, shit!" Pariah screamed as he pointed to the camouflaged menace, working its way towards us with its turret swinging its way slowly in Pariahs direction. "Dutch!" Pariah shouted over the engine noise. "Get your M136 and blow that fucker away!"
"Alpha here go ahead." Fenrirs voice was screaming back at him.
"Enemy have armoured support. Have destroyed one T 72. Two more are on route. We need to move to that fucking ridge ASAP!"
"Roger that Beta. Fire support until we get clear and then we'll cover you. Over"
"Fuck this!" Pariah threw the mic at the radio man. "Fire support? Fuck!"
Everyone fired as they retreated on Alphas back. The enemy followed, so close at times that they managed to kill a few of Betas troops and steal they weapons as they fell. 'Now that´s fucking close!'
The enemy tanks fired randomly, followed by mortars. The ground shook as we backtracked and the forest disintegrated as they fired.
Mendes came running towards Pariah. Ducking and weaving until he reached him.
"Sir!" He gasped for air as he tried to regain his breath. "Black Ops have re-engaged the enemy to the north and are pushing them back. Alpha is connecting with us and Black Ops."
Pariah breathed a sigh of relief as he knew that Black Ops had saved their bacon. "Run back to Heretic. Tell him we´re dealing with the armour and get them to flank them as soon as possible."
"Right!" Mendes smiled as he turned around and ran back in the direction he had come.
Another explosion and another flashing light exploded to Pariahs left as Mendes disappeared from view.
"Shit!" Pariah mumbled as he saw another man evaporate from the explosion.
Every man and woman in Beta fired their weapons. Gun barrels were getting hot, ammo was running low but moral was running high as slowly but surely the enemy pulled back from the onslaught caused by a three flank maneuver. By the time Alpha and Black Ops had reached Betas position, the enemy had crumbled and disapated into the hills.
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