General James Smith

"The AA ships have destroyed the shields and ships are coming are breaking Atmo now." Cries Lieutenant colonel Fraggerson.

" Return fire, get ready to intercept and destroy all invaders. What does the Alliance think they are doing?" The General cursed.

"Sir! Enemy drones have taken planetary defence systems on the southern continent enemy ships have landed and overwhelmed all of our troops there."

"Curse them why aren't we able to defend ourselves?" He shouted.

"They are using energy weapons and they have destroyed all the eastern continent bases and are making landings on southern and eastern continents. However heavy resistance is being found in some of the minor areas and in two of our capital cities but they won't last long if we don't get air support!" 

"Incoming message from Achilles!"

"Get it on now we need reinforcements now!" The general shouted.

"General James make a full retreat, we are unable to counter such concentrated fleet of the Alliance ships. Get everyone out as fast as you can."  Military commander Keates orders over the message.

"General?" the lieutenant colonel asks.

"You heard the man Get everyone to retreat! Now!" General James barked slamming his hands on a computer console showing the trajectory of enemy ships entering the atmosphere.

" All troops we are going to attempt a full scale Retreat. All commanding officers get your men to these pick up points. All space ship captains military on none military prepare your ship for heavy damage!" Shouted a subordinate into a global communicating system.

*****

Squad fifteen Lt S. Decloak

"What the @^&@ is goin....." Boom Sargent Vischelle died as a massive cruiser flew overhead firing down upon the underground base. The robotic anti aircraft guns went offline as either they were blown apart or the power grid had given up.

"Captain Yurville!" I screamed into the radio.

"Yes Lieutenant?" Yurvilles voice crackled over the radio.

"Our pick up was blown apart! Can we hitch a ride from another landing site?" I yelled at the top of my lungs as explosions sounded from every. Debris fell all around me as I stepped around dead bodies, or just body parts.

"We can try but most of the drop ships that have gone to ferry us up have already got everybody or might be compromised soon." Yurville replied.

"Sir, enemy drop ships are landing everything has gone to hell!" Yelled a one of the Sargents.

"All troops left on Base 95 we are pulling out. We recommend you find cover. And wait further instruction." A radio communication from command sounded.

"@&&@i" Yurville cursed," We're getting ditched! Squad fifteen we need to take that Troop transport on the valley bottom. Prepare yourself for heavy fire!" Captain Yurville ordered.

"Yes sir, I will flank the enemy from the left." I say taking cover behind a concrete block as heavy machine gun fire pepper across the mountain side. 

"You do that lieutenant I will take the others and have a group flank from the right." Yurville responded.

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Currently
Squad fifteen has just been abadonned
They are planning to take a troop transport from enemy hands.

Characters

Lieutenant Sarza Decloak
Age:25
Implants: Standard military com, update, and teach implant.
Modifications: Right arm is completly robotic.
Appearance: Wears standard squad fifteen armour. Scar running down his right cheek. Blue eyes, and dark hair. Wears a short sleeve shirt underneath the armour so between plates his well built muscles are shown.
Background: Comes from a respectable family on Achilles. Against his parents wishes he joined AFC army quickly climbing the ranks. Has a deep hatred for the Asian alliance.
Personality: Strong willed, Brave, impulsive is intelligent but under battlefield conditions he never uses it.Slightly hot headed.
Weapons: Assualt rifle, with a shotgun secondary. Shotgun pistol with 8 barrels. a small submachine gun. and a combat knife. Will pick up Machine guns if he runs out of ammo.
Class: Midrange to close.

Name: Keith Springer

Rank: Sergeant Major

Age: 31

Implants : T-14 Opti-Can EyeCee (Improved vision/Low-Light vision)

Modifications: None

Appearance: Wears lighter version of Squad 15 armor but has improved camoflage patterns. Also utilizes a ghillie suit on some missions. Also has a special unit patch on his Class A uniform that looks like a sniper in a ghillie suit shushing the looker. All people know is that the patch is from a special sniper unit but no-one knows the name except for the fact that they're known simply as 'The Watchers'.

Background: His past is largely unknown, and the parts of it that are known are quite simple. He was born on Acheron-IV and enlisted at the age of 17. He also had the only 101% on the Marksmanship test (He apparently shot a target on someone else's range before they shot it and the range-master called the end of his test) Also, his CSV is completly covered up. Nothing can be seen except for the name and rank.

Personality: Is quiet, reserved and largely calm in any situation. His oppinion, when he actually expresses it, is always welcome in any circle of the military.

Weapons: SR578-AM4 (Sniper Rifle) with a Flash/Sound Suppressor (Optional); Lazer Range Finder; and Oracle E-13 20X Variable/Infared Scope (Is specially made to link-up to his eye implant) - G45 SMG with a Flash/Sound Suppressor; Holographic Red Dot sight; Tactical flashlight and pistol grip on the front.

Class: Long Range

Name: Desmond Brian
Age: 24
Rank: Sergeant
Class: Commando (Solo operative)
history: Was assigned on multiple solo missions before joining squad 15, all of which is classified.
Appearance: Slightly better camo unit, armour is much lighter and is a commando variant, boosting minor self repairing and atmospheric systems.
Personality: Chatty, a bit of a joker, loves a challenge
Weapons: MC-8 Combat rifle with a supressor, underbarrel shotgun, fully automatic C-8 pistol, four grenades, 3 thermal detonators, combat knife and a high end heads up display ussually given to Commandos.
Skills: CQC, tactical insertions, zero g combat and recon


Name: Fang Farron
Age: 19
Implants: Facial Recognition Software (Allows him to see any face and look at the corresponding data in the universal database. Allowing him to know anyone, as long as they're registered. Also allows him to have greater visibility in the dark.)
Modifications: (None)
Appearance: Male. Has brownish-reddish hair that is shoulder length. He has stubble on his chin. He is fairly muscular, having only been in the training camps. His eyes are blue, and his skin is white. He wears liquid body armor.
Background: He has never been fighting before, this is his first time at war as a registered soldier. He was forced off of Earth when he was about 14 and so he knows how war is. He grew up in the slums of New New York on Achilles and therefore knows a lot of street fighting. He is only using his war-time to pay for a trip to study space.
Personallity: Kind, but rough. He is not scared of getting into a fight, and he's not scared of killing. He is, however, scared of dying. This fear is what propells him to be so good at killing others before they kill him.
Weapons: M9 Pistol (sidearm), Swiss Army Knife, 4 Hand Grenades, Hunting Knife, and a Flare Gun with 3 flares.
Class: Close Combat to Midrange.

Name:Connor quan
Implants:Geiger meter installed in left lobe.
Apearance:Golden hair, pale skin with brown eyes. Wears squad 15 armor with hammer smashing skull emblem.
Personality: Good natured, but still malevolent. Enjoys scientific activities. Loves making diagnostics for anything from a new bug, to confederate armor. Is not a loner and loves company.
Weapons: S-18 orion pumpaction shotgun with a red dot sight and taser bayonet. M12 mini uzi with a holographic(literaly, a holographic screen apears)sight.
Skills:Has training to handle a 4x4 or motorbike.
Class:Close combat and support

updated Apr 3 '11 by chimerakiller2