22-10-2025, 01:12 AM
I Can Move Mountains
Estostea, New Endralon | 6:54 PM
GET HIM, GET HIM!
The snow on the side of the mountain crashed on the team surveying the valley. It was snowing, the wind was cutting through skin like frozen knives--the situation intensifying. A long range battle was taking place. A unit of golden caps (OOC: Egelian Special Unit name) was ambushed by a kuzaki military group looking for blood, looking for death.
"COÑO HE'S ON THE CLIFF! USE YOUR TRACKING, MIERDA!"
"THEY'RE USING HEAT SIGNATURE. WE NEED TO GO AROUND THE CLIFF AND GET OUT OF THE LINE OF SIGHT."
"TARGETS SPOTTED. 500 METERS OUT, SIR"
"CALL IN AIR SUPPORT, OUR WEAPONS DON'T REACH. I NEED A SNIPER... PÉREZ, HERE!
"YES SIR!"
"I NEED VISUALS ON THE TARGET. NORTH-NORTH-WEST BY THE CLIFF!"
Bullets can be heard flying by. The sound of firepower was silenced be the howling wind from the north. Distant jets can be heard.
"I SEE THEM. 12 TARGETS, THREE HEAVY GUNNERS, FOUR AIR FORCE, ONE--"
A bullet goes through the lense of the soldier, creating a visible pool of blood so clear in the white snow.
"MIERDA! PÉREZ!.......... WHERE'S AIR SUPPORT?!"
"ON IT'S WAY"
A fighter jet is heard in the distance. Then a radio.
"This is Zeta-12. Ready to engage. Need target location, over."
"THIS IS SARGENT VILLANUEVA, COORDINATES SENT"
Suddenly, a bright missile lights up the sky. It soars across the sky. Its engines roar loudly. It hits the mountainside. The heat from the explosion is felt by the golden caps. The bodies of many dead are illuminated and recognized for a split second.
"Direct hit, Squadron 12. Awaiting confirmation."
The bullets stopped. There was dead silence thoughtout the mountainside. Suddenly, more bullets from the enemy.
"FUCK THEY'RE ALIVE, THEY'RE ALIVE. ZETA-12 WE'RE NEED MORE SUPPORT..... FUCK THIS...*radio static*..... ATENEA COMMAND EMERGENCY STRIKE. REGIMENT 3, PORTESTI MISSION. I NEED A STRIKE."
"ATENEA Command, Coordinates?"
"SENT"
"Strike sent. ETA 2 minutes. Clear the zone. Contesa Hypersonic deployed."
"SHIT. ALRIGHT FALL BACK! GO DOWN, ATENEA IS ON IT'S WAY'"
The golden caps begin going down a path knowing the incoming disaster. Soldiers trip in the chaos. Ammunition lost, weapons lost. Bullets still in the air, some hitting their targets.
"My faith is strong. My faith is strong.....*breathes*....You can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move. It will move... It will move...."
Suddenly, the ground began to shake. The sky illuminated. Then, a quick explosion ensued,followed by a large break in the sound barrier. The entire mountain side crumbled. Pieces of the cliff fell down several feet. The mountain which was once there, now remained half on the floor. Smoke reached the sky, a reminder of the death and the battle that took place.
"Men, we move on. Take what you can and we leave. We arrive at the capital in three days."
Estostea, New Endralon | 6:54 PM
GET HIM, GET HIM!
The snow on the side of the mountain crashed on the team surveying the valley. It was snowing, the wind was cutting through skin like frozen knives--the situation intensifying. A long range battle was taking place. A unit of golden caps (OOC: Egelian Special Unit name) was ambushed by a kuzaki military group looking for blood, looking for death.
"COÑO HE'S ON THE CLIFF! USE YOUR TRACKING, MIERDA!"
"THEY'RE USING HEAT SIGNATURE. WE NEED TO GO AROUND THE CLIFF AND GET OUT OF THE LINE OF SIGHT."
"TARGETS SPOTTED. 500 METERS OUT, SIR"
"CALL IN AIR SUPPORT, OUR WEAPONS DON'T REACH. I NEED A SNIPER... PÉREZ, HERE!
"YES SIR!"
"I NEED VISUALS ON THE TARGET. NORTH-NORTH-WEST BY THE CLIFF!"
Bullets can be heard flying by. The sound of firepower was silenced be the howling wind from the north. Distant jets can be heard.
"I SEE THEM. 12 TARGETS, THREE HEAVY GUNNERS, FOUR AIR FORCE, ONE--"
A bullet goes through the lense of the soldier, creating a visible pool of blood so clear in the white snow.
"MIERDA! PÉREZ!.......... WHERE'S AIR SUPPORT?!"
"ON IT'S WAY"
A fighter jet is heard in the distance. Then a radio.
"This is Zeta-12. Ready to engage. Need target location, over."
"THIS IS SARGENT VILLANUEVA, COORDINATES SENT"
Suddenly, a bright missile lights up the sky. It soars across the sky. Its engines roar loudly. It hits the mountainside. The heat from the explosion is felt by the golden caps. The bodies of many dead are illuminated and recognized for a split second.
"Direct hit, Squadron 12. Awaiting confirmation."
The bullets stopped. There was dead silence thoughtout the mountainside. Suddenly, more bullets from the enemy.
"FUCK THEY'RE ALIVE, THEY'RE ALIVE. ZETA-12 WE'RE NEED MORE SUPPORT..... FUCK THIS...*radio static*..... ATENEA COMMAND EMERGENCY STRIKE. REGIMENT 3, PORTESTI MISSION. I NEED A STRIKE."
"ATENEA Command, Coordinates?"
"SENT"
"Strike sent. ETA 2 minutes. Clear the zone. Contesa Hypersonic deployed."
"SHIT. ALRIGHT FALL BACK! GO DOWN, ATENEA IS ON IT'S WAY'"
The golden caps begin going down a path knowing the incoming disaster. Soldiers trip in the chaos. Ammunition lost, weapons lost. Bullets still in the air, some hitting their targets.
"My faith is strong. My faith is strong.....*breathes*....You can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move. It will move... It will move...."
Suddenly, the ground began to shake. The sky illuminated. Then, a quick explosion ensued,followed by a large break in the sound barrier. The entire mountain side crumbled. Pieces of the cliff fell down several feet. The mountain which was once there, now remained half on the floor. Smoke reached the sky, a reminder of the death and the battle that took place.
"Men, we move on. Take what you can and we leave. We arrive at the capital in three days."
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