War 2022 (Dragonfly & Amber MK)
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				Title: <strong>War 2022 (Dragonfly &amp; Amber MK)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragonfly7022003</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 01:29:01</strong>
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				The resistance is still fighting the good fight; they have been fighting a losing battle for almost a year now. There were no shortage of volunteers and patriots. Nevertheless, there is a shortage of highly trained personal and weapons, you can put a gun in an 18 year olds hand and show them how to fire it, but sending them aginsed highly trained Russian soldiers was as good as signing a death warrant for them.<br>&nbsp;<br>But the highly trained solders are around, snipers, commandos, Special Forces, unforutuly most of them were stuck somewhere in China and Korea, or KIA. Nevertheless, the resistance lives on, one of the biggest groups are hiding in the runes of Chicago, IL under the command of Captain John Malcom of the US Army he is the brains behind the resistance cell in Chicago. <br>&nbsp;<br>John held the rag tag cell together, even as the Russians marched their solders and tanks rolled through the ruins, they were unable to find and destroy the cell, thanks to Captain Malcom’s knowledge of the hidden tunnels under Chicago and strategic placement they were able to make small attacks aginsed military outpost around the through out the Midwest.<br><br>The Captain called Kase in to what most called the war room, but it was merely an easily transportable room, with digital maps used for briefing, and prepping for attacks. Usually the room was full of people but it was late and there was only the Captain and an old man with a long white beard. <br><br>He nodded to you as you stepped in, and the guard outside the door closed it, "Kase, I have a important mission for you, something your talents as a recon sniper will be able to do.” He paused for a moment and brought up a 3d map of the ruins of Chicago, “As you know, we are losing more troops than we are able to train and the Ruskies are bringing bigger and bigger weapons to the game.” He paused and looked up from the map and up at Kase, “How much do you know about the GSG9 program?”&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: War 2022 (Dragonfly &amp; Amber MK)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 00:22:56</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g194/daxionsfire/RP%20Girls/SniperGirl.jpg)</div><br>Kase didn't like being called to the war room for two reasons. One, it usually meant something big was up, and something big often meant that good people got killed by the droves. Two, she was usually called in when she was in the middle of kicking some Ruskie ass, which was exactly what happened today. She'd found a perfect spot high up in the skeletal ruins of one of downtown Chicago's skyscrapers, and had picked off 12 Russian soldiers so far today. But when Malcom called you in, you didn't exactly ignore him. She abandoned her position and reported as ordered.<br><br>With her sniper rifle slung across her back, sweat and dust still streaking her face, Kase snapped to attention and saluted Malcom shortly. "Reporting as ordered, Sir," she said. As usual, he didn't waste time on pleasantries, but asked her about the GSG9 program. She'd heard about it before, but it wasn't her job to know, and so hadn't paid too much attention to it. "Not a lot, sir," she answered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: War 2022 (Dragonfly &amp; Amber MK)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragonfly7022003</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 00:33:47</strong>
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				The captain looked up and nodded, “Well they were around before the war, the company known as Kentax at the time delvoped a super solder. There are old news feeds and classified documents we recovered. What we know is that they were troops that made our best forces look like children. They were a type of super solder” he paused for a moment looking to the old man, then back to Kase. <br><br>“The program was dismantled in the early 21st, due to a fault in the programming, of the solders, supposable all of them were killed along with the program.” He pointed to the map and it expanded and zoomed in showing an area about 500 feet wide. “This use to be Kentax’s research labs, before the company went bankrupt, I want you to go there and take this with you,” he took what looked like an old black box and an old key card. <br><br>“There is an entrance through the west side of the building he pointed it out on the map, if you can get in there, I want you to recon it and we will send in a team to gather any weapons we can salvage. The key card should give you full access to all the doors.” He paused and looked at the old man once again. “When you get inside, we believe there is a surviving GSG9 solder, her designation is Sara44, she is in cryo sleep and if you find her alive, you will wake her and hand her the black box, we have programmed what is inside it to fix the errors that are hard wired in to her. She will know what to do with it when she gets it and after wards, she will obey your commands, we want you to bring her hear.”<br><br>He finally stopped and looked at Kase, “do you have any questions?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: War 2022 (Dragonfly &amp; Amber MK)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 23:58:58</strong>
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				Kase listened carefully as she was given her instructions. Things were certainly taking an interesting twist. But as curious as she was about this super soldier, she wasn't sure what all the fuss was about. While having a new, skilled soldier was always a good thing, she didn't see how having just one of them would be of much use.<br><br>She nodded. "Yes, actually, I have two questions." She looked to the older man who was in the room. "First of all, who are you? And secondly, you say this Sara 44 likely had some programming faults. Having the software to update her is all well and good, but what if we wake her up and she doesn't want to be updated? What if she hops out of her cryopod and starts killing everyone? Do we have a contingency plan in place, sir?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: War 2022 (Dragonfly &amp; Amber MK)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragonfly7022003</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 00:42:09</strong>
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				The old man looked up at Kase and a small smile crosses his face, “He is of no importance to you at the moment, Sara44 is part of your goal, but also there may be stashes of weapons in the underground, weapons we need badly.” <br><br>The old man then walked over and stood next to the Captain and speaking in a calm tone of a man use to speaking clearly and plainly, ”there is no need to keep your best solder in the dark, I am a former researcher who worked on the GSG9 project, you may call me Gerick.” As for the GSG9 do not need to worry about Sara44, she will not shoot or harm you unless you attempt to harm her. After waking her up simply hand her the box and she will do the rest, after she has her new data she will obey your commands tell you get her back hear. As for the problem, it was simply a glitch in a few GSG9’s who got hacked by a terrorist group.” <br><br>“The new commands and orders stored in this hard drive will keep that from happing once again.” The old man paused for a moment to wipe his mouth with a handkerchief stored in his pocket, “She… is a weapon, treat her like one. For all purposes you are to think of her as no differnt than that gun you have on your back, she was born to be nothing but a weapon.” The old man coughed and covered his mouth with the handkerchief walking back to the seat to sit down.<br><br>The Captain unplugged a GPS unit made to be strapped to your wrist; he walked over to you speaking quietly in a low voice as to not be overheard, “This will guide you through the tunnels to with in three square blocks of the building, we know there are protrols so watch your self.” He handed you the GPS device and whispered low, “if this GSG9 solder gives you any problems or slows you down, deal with her.” He nodded at Kase putting his point across. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: War 2022 (Dragonfly &amp; Amber MK)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmberMK</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 19:29:17</strong>
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				Kase nodded at the old researcher. "All right, I'll buy your story for now. But if anything about this mission starts to look fishy, I'm calling it off. We can't afford to waste people on tech that may or may not even work right." She took the offered GPS unit and strapped it on, turning it on and making sure it was calibrated. "I'll leave as soon as I replenish my ammo supplies." She saluted the Captain. "Request permission to carry on, sir."
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				Title: <strong>Re: War 2022 (Dragonfly &amp; Amber MK)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragonfly7022003</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 15:54:55</strong>
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				The Captain nodded, “Refill your ammo and take anything you think you may need. Head out ASAP; we need the weapons stashes that may be there.” If was clear that the Captain could care less about the GSG9 that was hidden away there. He was more focused on the mission at hand and the possibilities of more weapons.<br><br>The old man held the handkerchief to his mouth looking up at you he nodded before coughing once again, some red visible on the cloth. Outside the war room and in the small armory was a 16-year-old boy who took care of all the weapons and kept a count of all ammo. <br><br>His name was Jason, he had a tuff of red hair on his head and aliased smelled of gun oil. He was a nice kid and he knew more about guns than men twice his age. He smiled as Kase approached him; he knew what she wanted as he found three boxes of the 50 cal rounds she used in her rifle, “that is 80 rounds, make them count there getting harder to find.” He looked up at her and placed a bucket he used to hold spent 50 cal rounds on the table, “Please tell me you managed to pick up all your spent brass?”<br>
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