Commandos

Morgoth

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Okay, I want to start a commandos thread. But before I do, I need to gather your opinions. Gulf War, World War 2, or a futuristic World War 3?
 
hey morgoth I really like the idea that it could be ww2 based. If it doesnt get off the ground dont trash the idea..please?? Grovel grovel...smiles.
 
I know that I am in a lot of threads with you Morgoth and I hope that you don't mind me joining this one. And a World War 2 one would be the best way to go.
 
OOC: Okay then. some of my best(winking) friends say World War 2. World War 2 it is!

IC: Dima crawled through the slim sewer that led to the Nazi bunker. Behind him was a squad of Commandos, the best of their kind, and the most efficient.
 
OOC: Pick your best "subject". Dima's is using guns of all types, whether it's sniper rifles, machine guns, or pistols, he is good at it.
 
OOC: My character, Alex's is best at using any type of explosive although he is a little bit on the crazy side.

IC: Alex crawled down the sewer after Dima and looked around. He hated places like this but he knew it was the best way to get to the bunker without being seen. He just wanted to get to the bunker and blow it to hell and gone as he hadn't blown up anything in a while and he was starting to get a little bit jumpy.
He looked forward and whispered, "Sarge, when the hell are we going to get there. The war is going to be over before we have the chance to hit this bunker."
 
"Soon Alex", sighed Dima at the impatient demolitions expert. They went forward a few yards and Dima looked up. There was the sewer grate. "Alex, we'll wait for the others to catch up(wait for cheekyminx) and then you can blow this place to hell", whispered Dima through the gloom.
 
"That sounds good to me sarge."
Alex then turned and looked down the sewer to try and see where the rest of the team was.
 
Laura

OOC Laura Wilson is an Australian that was going to school in France when the Germans invaded. Like many others she escaped over the mountains and into Spain. From there she returned to England to be with her Aunt and Uncle.

IC Mumbling and cursing to herself as she crawled up the sewer. OH if the headmistress of her finishing school could see her now, she would die of a heart attack on the spot.
On reaching Alex and sarge she relaxed and waited for the others to catch up.
Shaking her head at herself - looking back on just how she managed to get recruited into the SOE..Special Operations Executive. The War Office in England had asked for any maps or photos of France. She had plenty..so she sent them in. Then a phone call came. It was Colonel Buckmaster - head of the SOE. She snorted, 'could she come in for a chat'. Of course she went...and now look where it got her. Crawling up a stinking sewer.
"Sarge, remind me when we get back to put in my resignation" I said. Knowing full well that I wouldnt do it, and it wouldnt be accepted. The SOE had spent a long time training me. I was trained in hand to hand combat, but most importantly I had a knack of reading people - and that came in very handy for recruiting.
 
OOC: Oh, that reminds me. Dima is Russian with a tinge of Hebrew(just like me). This gives him an exceptional zeal in killing Nazists.

IC: When the rest of the squad catched up, Dima lifted up the grate. He pushed it to the side and pulled himself up. He snapped out a pistol and screwed on the supressor. He jumped to the side, and waited for the others to climb through. He looked around, meanwhile, and saw that this was a heavily fortified bunker. On top of it, would rest the castle of the general. He let out a low whistle, then turned back to the group sneaking out of the sewers and fixing their weapons.
 
Alex looked around and pulled his machine gun off his back and looked around. He began twirling his tooth pick around in his teeth and looked at the bunker, judging exactly what it would take to blow the thing sky high. He turned and looked at Dima and whispered, "Hey Sarge, when the hell do I get to blow that thing up?"
 
Laura

Pulling myself up through I heard Dimas low whistle. That would mean a lot of hard work. Grumbling again to myself, I readied my pistol. I squatted down and saw why Dima whistled.
This was going to be tough. It was heavilly fortified. Thinking we could use some over head help tonight, wishing we had a radio, and hoping the radio operator was still waiting at the safe house when this was done.
Squatting and waiting for Dimas instructions.
 
Dima smiled at unsupressable molitions-man. "You can blow this place when we get the Field Marshall. Now, remember. No one gets left behind. I want to know that if I fall, I'm going to get your bullet in the head, not get tortured then get their bullet in my head, understand? Also remember, that this is the Field Marshall of Nazi. A man to be reckoned with. He is heavily protected and a hard target to eliminate", said Dima in a whisper.
 
"That sounds good enough to me. But how do we get past the bunker to get to the castle to get the Field Marshall because I for one do not wish to jump back into the sewer, I am going to be washing out the stink for weeks to come already."

He then heard a slight laugh and looked behind him to see Laura crouched behind him, her pistol in one hand and her other hand over her mouth. He grinned at the intelligence officer and then turned to look at the bunker, wondering if he could blow the inside of it without damaging the outside but knew that Dima would have a plan- he always did.
 
"We won't crawl out of the sewer", laughed Dima. "We're going to exit via aircraft. They have theor own docking bay in here", said Dima. He cocked the machine gun. "Follow my lead", he said, his face turning to one of seriousness. He gently opened the door, and looked out on both directions. He saw a Nazi marching away from him. He pulled out a heavy knife and snuck up behind him, one hand going over the Nazi's mouth and the other one inserting the knife into the soldier's stomach. The Nazi's eyes snapped open, trying to scream. He began to fall, but Dima grabbed him by the collar. Alex ran over and caught the gun before it could hit the ground.
 
Laura

Laughing at Alex and teasingly said "why Alex, ruin your sex life?" He turned to see me grinning with my hand over my mouth trying not to make too much noise. A couple of the blokes behind me grinned as well. Just as well they couldnt see Alex's eyes.
Ick..aircrafts. Damn I hate them. Just my luck to pull this off and then get shot down by one of our own fighters.
Watching the Nazi fall to the ground, one down, God knows how many more to go.
Waiting for the go ahead we nestled close to the ground in the shadows.
 
Dima grinned as he pulled away the corpse. "If all of them are like this, this is going to be very easy", whispered Dima.
 
As Alex crawled along the ground his eyes scanned the bunker and knew that he would like to see the thing get blown sky high. He watched as Dima crawled along and scanned the area around them then stood next to a building and looked around before waving the squad forward. Alex rushed up and stood next to the building and said, "Okay, what do we do next?"
 
"There is 5 tanks and 50 Nazis coming twards us right about now. Hourly patrol. I suggest we hide", calmly whispered Dima.
 
Alex looked around before he saw an open door and ran towards it. He tapped Dima on the shoulder and pointed towards the door then whispered, "We should try for the door. If it is open now I doubt if anyone will look in there."
 
Laura

Follows the men to the open door, wondering if its such a good idea. Waiting for the all clear she stood at the corner of the building keeping an eye out for any nasties that may come around the corner.
 
Dima rolled into the room. The rest of the squad followed him.

OOC: CM, what color hair does Lara have again?
 
Alex stood near the door and watched as the Germans and tanks moved near them. As he watched them he noticed that they were very alert and looking everywhere as if looking for something. He heard a noise behind him and turned to see Dima standing there.
 
OOC: Perfect! If you want to go along with my plot twist, just have Lara say a simple yes. That's all. Then wait for the twist.

When the Nazis were gone, Dima turned to Lara. He glanced at her hair quickly. "Lara, hate to do this to you, but it's for the team. Now Lara, as you know, we did not expect that large of a patrol, not nearly as large. Therefore, we need troop numbers and formations. Only the cournals know that. If you want to help us out, that's fine. But it's going to be a hell of a lot harder getting out and in here", said Dima.
 
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