Rumbles in the jungle

[boatwarrior]

As the helicopter approched the LZ, Captain Sean McCorrmick addressed his men, shouting to be heard of the whoop whoop of the rotor blades, "Ok listen up ladies, we got a 5 mile hike to the camp, we are expecting mid to heavy resistance, and an unknown number of hostages, so let's look alive out there, and get everyone home, OK?"
"Aye sirs" rang out through the helo as it touched down.
Exiting the helicopter the 6 man team formed a perimeter before heading off into the jungle.

{A week earlier }
"Captain we have a mission for you and your team, and this one is of utmost importance."
"What is it sir?"
"It seems a terrorist group called "the Machetes" has abducted the U.S. Womens Soccer Team, and we need them back. The last known area they were in is a right here, just out side Lima Peru. Go in, grab them, and get them out. Your extraction is the USS Ronald Reagan just off the coast."

{Back in the Jungle }

"Let's move out." Capt. Mac whisper.
but thinking of those tight soccer ladies had awoken his "Little Soldier"
"Great this is going to be harder then I thought."

 

[Asa]

Marina Ortiz

Marina Ortiz

A Peruvian Born American

Deep Rich dark eyes
Long black hair
5'8"
36B
Slight accent from being raised part of her life in Puno Peru
Long legs and tone form almost a dancers form
She was the official Interpretor for the US WOmens Soccer team and had done all she could while they were captured to keep the girls safe

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*She sat with the girls trying to comfort them and encourage them not to lose hope in rescue. Brushing the hair back from one of the girls faces who had been so scared she had taken ill and was unable to eat without becoming more ill. Marina had made deals to get the girls food and a change of clothes. While the Girls ended up seeing her at least once stumble out of a room barely able to stand from the torture and who knows what all. Most of the girls dared not think what all She had endured to get them things they needed from these monsters*

*Once more one of the Generals of the Machetes walked over trailing a finger along Marina's jaw to make her lift her face to his leering glare as she quickly turned away from him he backhanded her and spat mumbling something about Half breed Bitch*

 

[boatwarrior]

"Hey Skipper, the camp's just ahead."
"Roger that Sargeant, deploy the team and get ready to move."
"Aye Sir."
After the team was in place, Capt. Mac and his NCO in charge,Sgt. Tallbull crawled up to the edge of the encampment. The perimeter defence wasn't the best they had seen. After cutting their way through the wire, they moved on to where the hostages were believed to be held. Then the screams began. Moving to the rear of the hootch, the two men took up position at a rear window. Inside the small, Mac saw what looked like a local woman, but yet somehow different. She was chainded up in the center of the room, wearing nothing but a tattered white Chamise. In the room were also two dirty looking gaurds, both laughing and joking at the distressed woman in front of them. One had his penis out, slowly stroking it. As the gaurd started to approch the women, both Marines suddenly appeared in the window, silenced H&K's drawn. Before either knew what was going on both men were dropped, and dead on the floor. "Sgt, set the signal charge." Tallbull nodded and took off as Mac slowly entered the window.
Mac slowly walked up to the woman, making calming gestures, "U.S. Marine, I'm here to get you out." Her panic left a little as she was cut down. "Were are the Americans?" "Marina, I'm American she said softly, I was their translator. They're right through there."
"Ok let's get out of here." Just then an explosion went off, and gun fire erupted.

 

[Asa]

Marina

*Nodding she tried to stand to follow. Rather wobbly she did her best to keep up. Once in the main room with the Team one of the girls ran over to her and tried to help her*

I'm Okay Tanya These soldiers are here to rescue us

*With those words the girls scrambled to their feet and watched for what they were to do next to get out of this hell hole*

 

[boatwarrior]

Capt. McCorrmick went down to one knee and motioned the women to gather around him. "Ok ladies, when I give the signal, I want you to follow me and keep low. Remember stay right on my ass."
The Capt. then got on the radio to Sgt. Tallbull, "Echo 1, this is Echo 1 actual, The package is being delieved." Approaching the door, Mac slowly opened it up, scanning the outside. When he felt it was safe, he signalled the women to follow. Slowly they made their way to the edge of the jungle. Once there Mac turn back to the camp, and fired a flare into the air. That was the signal to break contact. The rescue had worked, but it wasn't over yet. Mac took the women to the West, toward the coast, while Tallbull took the rest of the team Southeast. Once they lost the terrorist, they would circle back, and met the hostages at the rally point. This would also allow them to intercept anyone following the women.
Five miles from the prison camp, Mac had the women stop for the night. Pulling M.R.E.s from the rucksack on his back, Mac made sure everyone had eaten, just in time for the sun to set. Marina was sitting just outside the area the other women were gathered. Mac walked over to the young woman, "You're shivering, here take this." he said as he wrapped a poncho liner around her slender shoulders. "Thank you." Mac took a seat next to her. "I was talking to the others, and they told me about what you did for them. That took alot of courage. Here I want you to have this." He then handed her a Bronze Star. "You're a hero you deserve this."

 

[Asa]

Marina

*Shaking her head*

I... I had to protect them and some of those people in Machete were from My fathers hometown here none I knew personally but still I grew up half my life here in Peru I know what can happen here. They could not have dealt well with it...

*Looking to him she tried to smile*

They are my girls so to speak I have been traveling with them well with the US soccer association for many years now They are my responsibility.

*Pulling the poncho tighter around her she reached to brush some hair from her eyes as they talked*

 

[GamerEmpire]

Miguel E. Roya Gonzales. AKA "Evil"
Machette General
Eyes hid by sunglasses
Brown, short, hair
6'5"
10 inch cock
Born in Lima to an oppresive goverment. Roya quickly climbed up the ranks of Machette and gained control of it by leading a muitny on a hijacking of a trade convoy. He still leads his men into battle.

"Lets go!" he said, the men had headed different directions after the American attack. Evil and 5 men were in the trees following the McCormmrick squad. Pulling out a Dradakov Sniper rifle he fired 3 shots. 1 aimed at the escaped interperter.