Gavak glanced at his radar ans said,
"Dammit! There is a squadron of enemy F-18s closing in on our position! Gallia 2, I'm aborting this mission. Everyone, let's cut our losses and return to base!"
With that, he turned his Mig-29 and lit his afterburners. His wingman did the same and the two flew off toward Danthuania.
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Darnel sat atop his tank and watched as the town of Haval came into view. As the tank stopped, a messanger rushed to greet him.
"Sir!" the messanger said "They have just a small militia and a small military force but they're better armed than we first thought. We haven't been able to break through their lines."
Darnel stared coldly at him and replied, "You mean you can't defeat a few farmers with hunting rifles? Don't worry. I have a plan. Issue an order for them to surrender at once and their lives will be spared. If they haven't surrendered by tomorrow morning, we will blast this town off the face of the earth!"
The soldier nodded and shouted, "Right away, Captain!"
Even though he was a hardend criminal, Darnel had never been faced with the possibility of having to destroy a town and kill so many innocent civillans. Still, if that is what it took for these bastards to get the point, so be it!"
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Private Jack Murphey stepped out of the jeep and ran toward the training grounds at the base. He did not want to be late for his evaluation, especially since Dagret had declaired war and sided with Beauta. His unit would likely be getting deployed soon and Jack did not want to miss out. He was relieved to see that the evaluation had not yet started. The weather was bright, warm, and sunny and the air smelled clean. It was hard to believe that there was a war going on. However, Dagret had been invaded by Danthuania as well and had joined forces with Beauta to repell the invasion. It was highly likely that Jack's first mission would be a joint operation with the Beauta military.
A sergeant stood in front of the small group of men and said, "Welsom to the 11th Airborn Division. I am Sergeant Mason and I will be in charge of your unit. Before you are deployed, I want to ensure that every man here has what it takes to serve in my unit. First, let's start with the basics."
Two soldiers brought out a bunch of backpacks full of supplies. An M1911 pistol and a KABAR knife were strepped to each backpack.
Sergeant Mason continued, "These are your combat packs. They include everything but your primary weapon, which will vary from mission to mission. You have a pair of binoculars, a canteen, rations, extra ammo, and a first aid kit among other things. Some of this stuff you will not always be carrying. Now, let'g get started. I want each of you to strap your pistol holster and knife sheath to your belt.
As Jack did so, the sergeant noticed his coonskin cap and said mockingly, "What the hell is this? You look ridiculous in that hat!"
He looked at jack's belt and said, "Well at least you know how to follow simple directions, soldier."
After inspecting everyone else, Sergeant Mason announced, "Now, in a short while, you will each go through our mock-up town and resure a "hostage" at the end. However, first we need to go over some basic safety rules. I know you learned this crap in basic training, but I am required to go over it again."
As the sergeant began talking, Jack thought to himself "Great. Another boring lecture."
