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  22:52:57  3 March 2009
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QuaNTuMbenxh
Albanian Monsteя!
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Nah, Freedom gives weed to the Military and the Military leaves them alone.

I'm going to play FW 1.1 until the next chapter is done heheh.

WRONG! Freedom gives ganja to the military so they are too trippin to fight back
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You are WRONG too
It's called POT or marijuana see:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fYXqppBUaU8
hehehe
I love this song
  22:47:01  3 March 2009
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Maiman
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Nah, Freedom gives weed to the Military and the Military leaves them alone.

I'm going to play FW 1.1 until the next chapter is done heheh.
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WRONG! Freedom gives ganja to the military so they are too trippin to fight back
  12:55:24  3 March 2009
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Nah, Freedom gives weed to the Military and the Military leaves them alone.

I'm going to play FW 1.1 until the next chapter is done heheh.
  07:03:20  3 March 2009
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5t3v0
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and I always thought they were the traitors who shined the military's army boots
Yep me too , i thought they were milliraty at one point in their pathetic existence (simply Freedom RULz )
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sorry to get off topic too...

but YEAH!!!! duty doesnt get it, being a stalker is about freedom (but i bet that freedom gets thier arsess kicked by the military soon )
  23:05:34  2 March 2009
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QuaNTuMbenxh
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and I always thought they were the traitors who shined the military's army boots
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Yep me too , i thought they were milliraty at one point in their pathetic existence (simply Freedom RULz )
  22:49:59  2 March 2009
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Maiman
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Great, going to wait for the next chapter. Duty got themselves owned because they got naughty.
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and I always thought they were the traitors who shined the military's army boots
  22:25:22  2 March 2009
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QuaNTuMbenxh
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Wow nice
I like this story now on...
let's hope Strelok spares his life
Or he gets a promotion an Exoskeleton shipped from the USA
  13:22:45  1 March 2009
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Great, going to wait for the next chapter. Duty got themselves owned because they got naughty.
  13:19:29  1 March 2009
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weeeeeee!
  10:48:03  1 March 2009
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A Soldiers Story

Chapter 7


Petrenko helped toss the last body into the fire. A good twenty zombies dead and burning.
"Alright people!" The First Sargeant yelled, emerging from his shack, "Alpha platoon and third squad, Bravo platoon get some rest. We move out 6 AM tomorrow morning."
Petrenko sighed as he remembered he was part of the investigation units to be sent to investigate and secure Agroprom. He moved to the barracks and finally got some sleep.....

6:01 AM

The platoon sargeant pulled the barracks fire alarm the next morning. The soldiers sprung up and stepped out of their bunks.
"Alright, Alpha platoon, one squad per chopper, same with Bravo third squad. Now move it people!" The Platoon Sargeant yelled.
After the soldiers hit the showers they got into their combat armour and went to the armoury to retrieve their weapons. The squads ran outside and into their choppers, the choppers took off one by one, only Petrenkos squad remained.
"Move! Lets go!" The chopper pilot yelled.
Petrenko ordered his troops to the chopper and stepped inside, "Lets go!" Petrenko yelled to the pilot. The ground below was a blur as the chopper flew over the zone. Petrenko looked down and saw the factory from the previous night, a group of bandits had already taken it.
At last the choppers passed the far outpost and zoomed over the garbage, finally, the complexes of the Agroprom research institute came into view.
"Alright, check your supplies and rations!" Petrenko yelled to his squad.
The squad began to check their packs and reload their weapons before turning off the safety.
"Clear?!" Petrenko asked.
The squad nodded in unison.
"Good! We may be here for awhile!" Petrenko reminded his troops.
"We're dropping you east of the research institute! Prepare for drop!" The pilot yelled back, bringing the chopper to a stop at the main entrance.
The radios buzzed with activity as the other squads dropped down.
"The area is crawling with Duty targets! Retreat!"
"Take cover! MG nest on the second floor!"
Petrenko had never been in a fight such as this before, he said a prayer and opened the door to the chopper and lowered the rope.
"Move move move!" He yelled as his squad rappeled down the rope to the ground. He grabbed the rope and slid down, instantly sliding to cover as he hit the ground.
"Sniper in the tower! Far right side!" Hrskiy yelled.
"On it!" Viktor pulled out his G36 and hit the sniper between the eyes, "Target eliminated."
Petrenko and his squad ran inside the complex and they took cover behind an inactive APC infront of the large building.
Petrenko ordered the squad to hold their fire, "Viktor! Take sniping position in northern tower! Hrskiy! Flank behind the base walls and use C4 to destroy that wall, then provide cover as first squad breaches! Tyrokl! You're with me!"
Petrenko and Tyrokl ran towards the main building and hugged the wall. The main doors were locked, they had to find another way inside. He and Tyrokl ran the length of the building and came across a group of Dutiers attempting to flank second squad, Alpha platoon. Tyrokl pulled out a grenade and pulled the pin.
"'Nade out!" He yelled, he and Petrenko ducked behind a sandbag.
The grenade destroyed the Duty group and gave second squad and easy path to the north exit.
"Lets move!" Petrenko yelled, jumping over the cover and onto the concrete ground. He ran behind the complex to Hrskiy, who had already destroyed a good portion of the rear wall. First squad of Alpha platoon sprinted inside and took up positions.
"This is second squad Alpha platoon! We have taken the northern exit, I repeat, we have taken the northern exit!" Second squad reported.
Third squad Alpha platoon cut in, This is third squad Alpha platoon! We and forth squad Alpha platoon have taken the courtyard and have the enemy pinned inside the complex building, awaiting orders."
Petrenko, Tyrokl, and Hrskiy ran towards the ladder on the main complex. Petrenko pulled out his radio and broadcasted on all friendly channels, "This is third squad Bravo platoon. We are breaching the building via the rear ladder. Distract the enemy as we enter, and Viktor?"
"Yessir?" Viktor replied.
"Hold your position and provide sniper cover for squads in courtyard."
"Understood sir."
Petrenko turned to his squad, "Radio silence. Go silent."
The squad turned off their radios and put their silencers on their weapons before climbing up the ladder. They reached the roof and made a clean sweep of the area.
"Clear."
"Move inside." Petrenko whispered. He silently opened the roof door and stepped inside to the stairwell. The squad moved down to the forth floor and saw three Dutiers pinned at the windows.
"Fire!"
The squad swung around the corner and silently dispatched the Dutiers.
"Move..."
They secured the floor and moved down to the third floor.
"Clear! Clear second floor."
The squad moved into to the stairwell but were spotted by a squad of dutiers.
"Open fire!" Petrenko and the squad ducked and opened fire on the squad of Dutiers.
"Clear! Move on!" Petrenko took the lead and hugged the wall, he peaked around and saw a group of Duty with heavy weaponry, from PKM MGs to RPGs. A straight up attack would be useless.
"Alright," Petrenko whispered, "Heavily armed targets around the corner. Frontal attack is useless. Do you have anymore C4?" He asked Hrskiy.
Hrskiy opened up his pack, "I have one left."
"Good," Petrenko said, "Plant it on the wall and I'll do the rest, just get back and detonated it when you see the signal."
"What's the signal?" Hrskiy asked.
"You'll know. Trust me."
Hrskiy left the stairwell for a minute and returned, "Planted."
Petrenko stood up, "Good, now stay here. Remember, wait for the signal."
Petrenko checked his ammo and ran back onto the second level, he stepped around the corner and yelled to the Dutiers. They swung around and fired, hitting Petrenko on the shoulder. He sprinted away and dove into the stairwell, just as Hrskiy detonated the explosive.
The explosion shook the building and the footsteps of the dutiers died away. The squad rose up and brushed the dust from their armour.
"I *cough* I think it's clear..." Tyrokl said.
Petrenko nodded and ordered the squad downstairs. It was clear except from a lone Duty soldier injured on the floor.
"Finish him..." Petrenko ordered as he opened the doors to the complex.....
 
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