Forum:War on the Homefront

Attention Users:
I'm not rushing you right now, but, lets try to finish this story. I want to make a Part 2. And If you ask what it's about, just wait and see.

Please don't make a horrible ending because yo're rushing

ex.--( They took back D.C., killed all the russians, and they all lived happily ever after; and Ramirez made Sgt. Foley a BLT sandwich.)

Ruleset

 * Try to be imaginative, don't just do soldiers,write about civilians who would have joined the army,police officers, or the Russians.
 * Please be Realistic, or I will have to delete your Story
 * Add a backstory for the story.
 * Have FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!

Participants ( more are needed)
MerchantofDeath

Squelliot

Cpl. Dunn

Gen.Cain

Rollersox

CodExpert

MerchantofDeath

 * Name:Joseph Miller
 * Faction: United States Army ( stationed in Virginia during attack)
 * Rank: Private First Class
 * Weapon: Scar-H with red dot sight

Squelliot

 * Name:Sam Powell III
 * Faction: United States Army Rangers
 * Rank: Captain
 * Weapon: M4A1 Red Dot Sight, Grenade Launcher, M1911 (Grandpa's)

Cpl. Dunn

 * Name: Jacob Smith
 * Faction: United States Army Rangers
 * Rank: Corporal
 * Weapon: Mk 14 EBR, M1911
 * Can be controlled by: Sorry, only me.

Rollersox

 * Name: Scott Gaffan
 * Faction: United States Army 1st SFOD-D (Delta Force) (in D.C. guarding the White House at the time)
 * Rank: Sergeant
 * Weapon(s): SCAR-H w/Red Dot Sight, Heckler and Koch MP7, throwing/combat knife

CodExpert

 * Name: Ashton Kenzington
 * Faction: SAS
 * Rank: Captain
 * Weapons(s): G3, M14 EBR, M4A1 SOPMOD, M1911 .45 and MP7 PDW


 * Name: Pavel Makrovolsky
 * Faction: Russian 3rd Army
 * Rank: Commissar
 * Weapon(s): AK-47

Cpl. Wilding

 * Name: Dmitri Posnic
 * Faction: Russian Army
 * Rank: Sergeant
 * Weapons: AN-94 with grenade launcher and ACOG scope; Dragunov SVD
 * Can be controlled by: Only me. You may respond to his attacks, but otherwise only I can control him.

Delta 4-7

 * Name: Nikolai Hewa
 * Faction: Russian Spetsnaz
 * Rank: Master Sargeant
 * Weapons: RPK w/75 round drum mag, Makarov PM, ballistic knife
 * Can be controlled by: only me, if you would like to, please contact me.

Gen.Cain

 * Name: Sargent Cain
 * Faction: Delta Force
 * Rank: Sargent
 * Weapon: G36C, M1911, M14 EBR, K-BAR Combat knife
 * Can be controlled by: Me or Dunn, if you want to take him over contact me

Prologue
Joseph Miller was lounging in sun on a warm april day. He had no care in the world. " What are YOU doing private" said Sgt.Lewis. Miller lifted his helmet and said "Just checking to make sure the inside of my helmet is Top Shape" with a smartass smile on his face. "Very funny Private," said Sgt.Lewis with his own smile on his face ", now run till you throwup, Asshole" He started running, making sure he didn't piss off Sarge again. He felt the cool spring wind on his face. Then, he started to here a strange sound, which sounded like a jet. Out of no where, a missle hit the CO's office, and the explosion threw Miller on his face. He got up and started to try to figure what the fuck was going on. Sgt. Lewis came running up to him " Lock and Load" said Sgt. Lewis with the same expression on his face. " What the fuck is going on ?" asked Miller, still in a state of shock. " The Russians are invading." said Sgt. Lewis " Get to the Armory and grab a weapon, your going to need it" Without thinking, Miller started running toward the Fort. Gerald Armory. The war with Russia had begun.

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Sergeant Scott Gaffan leaned against the White House fence, a cigarette posed out of the corner of his mouth. Then, "Get outta there!" He turned. Saw the incoming Russian choppers. He leapt over the black fencing and raced into the House, flashing his Special Forces Guard card in front of the LED card detector display and jumped in as the door swung open. He sprinted past harried-looking DoD men and women and ran into the President's office. "Sir--"

"Yes, I know." The President of the United States waved a wrinkled hand and said, "My agents are coming to pick me up. You can leave now."

"But--"

"It's your duty, right? I don't care."

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Private Frist Class Joseph Miller didn't no what the hell was going. He had joined a convoy heading up to Washington D.C. He held his Scar-H closely to his hands. " How much time till we reach Delta Charlie." asked Miller. "About an hour in a half Private." said Sgt.Lewis in the shotgun seat. "Can't this piece of shit go any faster" asked Sgt. Lewis with anger in his face. " Sir, I'm going as fast as this Humvee can go," said the driver " All this debris on the road might pop the tires and we all know we don't want tha...." " Get out, get out, BTR on the road!!!" screamed Sgt. Lewis, already jumping out of the Humvee. The BTR had busted through a wall and immediately started firing on the convoy. The leading Humvee exploded as it was hit with the BTR's rounds. Sgt. Lewis and Joseph Miller took cover behind a burnt out car. Sgt. Lewis took another man's radiopack. " We need Airsupport" said Sgt. Lewis. "Roger that, were sending in Apache right now." As soon as Sgt. Lewis finished the call, a hellfire missile hit the BTR and immediatly destroyed it. Miller's spine chilled, he could hear the screams of the BTR crew. " Alright people, saddle up." said Sgt. Lewis with his unchanged expression. The convoy started moving a minute and a half after the attack. They had to leave the wounded and dead at the site, they needed to get to D.C. stat.

MerchantofDeath

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Cpt. Kenzington and his squad were on a plane heading towards Washington D.C. "Are we there yet?" asked Como, a young private who had to learn about patience, "Why do we have to go to D.C. anyways?" "We've been allies with the Americans for years, we have to help them, Como." Kenzington answered. "All units, uh, we have an unidentified object heading towards us, we might have to abort this mission."said the pilot. Kenzington got on the radio, "Rodger that." "Team!-get your gear, we're getting out of here." The unidentified object hit the plane, it crashed into a farm in Virginia. Como was laying by a tree. "C'mon, get up, mate!" Kenzington said to Como. "Fragger!-what's the closest route to D.C.?" "Um, there's a road to the east, we can follow it, it should take us to D.C. in five minutes." Fragger was a Leftenant, who had much experience with computers, he was the teams radio operator. The team made it to D.C., only to be welcomed by an ambush. Only Kenzington, Fragger, and Como survived until being rescued by Sgt. Lewis and PFC Miller. "Ah, good to see friendly faces." Sgt. Lewis said. "Indeed, so what's the situation here?" asked Kenzington, as he raised his M4A1 SOPMOD on his shoulder.

CodExpert

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Corporal Smith was being shipped off to Washington. He, along with all of his buddies, had no idea why. As they were filing onto the convoy, Smith made sure to get a seat next to his sergeant. "What the hell is going on sarge?,"asked Smith. "How the hell should I know," replied the sergeant. Smith then leaned over to his left where Private Jack Allens was sitting. "Hey man, do you know why the hell we're going to Washington?,"asked Smith. "Not really,"replied the private,"but there's some rumors going around about an invasion." Smith sat up to let this sink through his head. The United States of America has been invaded. He leaned back over to the private and asked," Do you know who invaded us?" "Just some rumors,"replied Allens,"they sayin' it could be Germany, or Canada, or even 'em Russians." Smith sat back up. He was now afraid. They might have to fight against Russia. He knew that the place wouldn't be scared to let off some nukes, and he knew that the States knew it too.

Cpl. Dunn

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Sgt. Gaffan fired the last few 7.62 x 51mm NATO slugs from the muzzle of his SCAR-H battle rifle and ducked behind the door of the Oval Office as a dozen Russians--probably searching for the President, who was already in his "White Hawk" Marine One presidential helicopter and away, toward somewhere where Air Force One, the presidential Boeing 747 jet was.Rollersox 20:43, April 11, 2010 (UTC)

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During the battle at Washington D.C....

"GET DOWN, GET DOWN!" yelled Cpt. Kenzington as the Fast-movers were heading towards them, they ducked down behind a wall with Kenzington having a Cuban Cigar sticking out of his mouth. "Team, we gotta move, to the White House!" said Sgt. Lewis after the airstrike. "But there are too many of them, we are screwd, totally scr--, what the hell is that?"said PFC Miller, before seeing a launching nuke. "HEAD TOWARDS THE BUNKER!" yelled Sgt. Lewis. The team was on the way, but PFC Miller tripped. "Get up, mate!" yelled Kenzington. "We gotta go!". Kenzington picked up Miller and carried him to the bunker. "You know, you gotta watch your arse, because I'm not going to save it any more." "Miller...Miller!" Miller was laying there, motionless.

CodExpert

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Dmitri fully believed that the US was too arrogant; too pompous. This invasion is exactly what they needed to find out what the world already knew. His squad, compromised of Alexi, Viktor, Nikolai and Sasha, took five in a small apartment building. Victor was going through the fridge, Nikolai was attempting to contact the commissar as he was assigned to the squad by him personally, Alexi cleaning his gun and Sasha bandaging up a minor wound, a cut he had gotten reloading his PKM. Dmitri kept watch with his Dragunov, watching for any signs of movement on the street in front of him. "(Viktor! Are you done in there? Break time is nearly over, comrade!)" Viktor grunted and guzzled down an American soft drink. "Da." He said, slinging his AN-94 and crushing the can, tossing it into a nearby trash can. "(These American soft drinks, they're good! I can't understand what they say, but they are good!)" Alexi reassembled his gun and said "(If you keep rummaging through these American fridges ,you'll be as fat as them by the time we hit the capital.)" The four laugh and Sasha picks his PKM up, his finger bandaged up. "(We should get moving. The American swine will pass by soon, and they won't be too happy to know that we took an American home.)" Cpl. Wilding 01:09, April 12, 2010 (UTC)

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"Miller, get up buddy, c'mon, thats it, OK" said Sgt. Lewis to a dazed PFC Miller, "Got any plans Captain" "I have one" said Cpt. Kenzington, "We're gonna kill every one of those Russian pigs for what they have done." "And they have a leader for us to kill, Commissar Pavel Makrovolsky, he's the one responsible for this war, we're gonna kill him, then every Russian after him too."

The American assault to take back Washington D.C. has begun.

"To all enemy infantry!-we have you outnumbered, we will kill you all with no mercy, we have tanks, we have weapons, and we have honor!"

Kenzington to the Russians before the counter-attack.

The battle was on, and there will be no Russians left.

CodExpert

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"(Sasha, let's put your PKM here so we can use it for suppresive fire. Viktor, go help bandage up Nikolai, he got hit earlier. Alexi, mount this red dot on your gun, we'll probably be fighting at long range here.)" Sasha began placing his LMG and said, "(Isn't one of our objectives to keep our Commissar safe? He is after all in the building we're defending.)" Dmitri adjusted his ACOG and said "(Let the Spetsnaz handle protecting him, we're just army grunts, not special ops douchebags.)" ("I heard that, mudak. And the only reason I'm here is that the commissar knew you'd get slaughtered without me.") Nikolai replied, cocking his gun. The squad of four, along with the rest of the company, prepared for the assault on Washington. It would be a long, bloody battle for both sides. Cpl. Wilding 01:39, April 12, 2010 (UTC)

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"GET DOWN!" Sargent Cain said as he droped to the ground avoiding fire from a group of Russains with RPG's, "Dammit Cain, how the hell did the Russian pig learn to ire so well?", "I have no idea Zulu-" Cain was cut off by a message the cut in over their radio, *ALL MEMBERS OF TASK FORCE THOR HAMMER, REPORT TO THE AIR FEILD IMIDEATLY*. "Aw what the fuck could they want now." Zulu said, as he hoped into the HUMVEE that was parked nearby, "Comeon Cain".

(Sorry that it is poorly writen, I will fix that) T C   E   B 02:11, April 12, 2010 (UTC)

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"We have to fight, comrades!-get your weapons ready for their assault!" The Commisar Makravolsky said to his men. "They think they can win, they think they are better, they think that they can fight!-well they can't!" All the men charged at the Rangers with a triumphant force. "Like when an eagle hunts its prey, swiftly and deadly, that is how we shall win!"

Meanwhile, with Cpt, Kenzington and Sgt. Lewis...

"WE GOTTA FIGHT, MATE!-GET OUT THERE AND FOLLOW ME!" Kenzington said during the battle, they found a tunnel that lead to a radio-tower, but when they got there, they were ambushed, and Como was killed. "COMO!" yelled Kenzington as heran to his friends side, but Como was already dead. "You fuckin bastards." Kenzington said. The Russians witheled Kenzington's M4A1 SOPMOD, and there him, Sgt. Lewis, and PFC Miller met, Commisar Pavel Makravolsky. "You know." Sgt. Lewis said to Makravolsky. "Your either the smartest man I've ever met, or a pile of shit for how many Rangers you have killed." "Kill these svolaches." said the Commissar. Then he walked away.

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Nikolai didn't see the point of staying with the 3rd army squad the commissar had told him to support "You wouldn't think that a man who usually surrounds himself with special forces guards would decide to send them to the front line, da?", he asked the squad. He then heard gunshots coming from a tunnel with the commissar walking away and realized once more what he was sent there to do, kill the American swine for mother Russia.

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" I swear to fucking god Kenzington if we don't stop this nuke, there isn't be anything to capture back" said Sgt. Lewis " I know, I know, we're all most to the missle launcher anyway." said Kenzington " I could maybe route the nuke so it sinks to the bottom of the Atlantic, but we have to get there first." PFC. Miller wondered, why the hell would the Government would put a Nuke in the D.C. area. A couple of Markravolsky's men ran down the corridor. Kenzington quickly picked them off. Another turn down the hall. A nearby airstrike shook the ground around them. It took them about a minute to reach the Empty control room. " I need time to put the destruction codes" said Kenzington. " Just then a group of Russian soldiers shot up the entire room. " Shit, get down" said Sgt.Lewis.

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Prologue to 14

"Are you OK, mate?" Kenzington said to Sgt. Lewis as he pick the rubbish off of him. "ENEMIES MOVING IN!" yelled a ranger. "Alright everybody fall back, I know a place we can go to." "Where, Kenzington?" asked PFC Miller. "I'll show you later, right now we gotta get everybody out of D.C." "I know a guy who can pick us up." said Kenzington.

Epilogue to 14

"No, Kenzington, we have to stop that nuke" said Sgt. Lewis. " What the hell our you talking about there's no time." said Kenzington "There's a control room down the hall." If we can reach it in time we can save D.C." said Sgt. Lewis. " And what if we don't" said Kezington " Well, we all have to die some how" said Miller loading his gun. By this time they were sprinting down the hall. They had five minutes left.

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Sgt. Gaffan crashed into a private, his tag reading "Miller."

"Ah, shit. Where're you going, Ranger?" He dropped his SCAR-H, but picked it back up again. He waited impatiently for an answer, looking back the way he had come. "There're fucking Russos out there!"Rollersox 02:23, April 13, 2010 (UTC)

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" Come on Miller, we got to go NOW!" said Sgt. Lewis. Kenzington was already at the door to the control room. " Come with me, Sargeant, we need all the help we can get" said Miller." "Alright, but where are we going" said Gaffan " Control room" said Sgt. Lewis " To stop a nuke heading to our position." Sgt. Gaffan understood, and they were already heading for the Control room. " Come on, come on, work dammit" said Kenzington "What's wrong?" said Sgt. Lewis " Fucking security codes, I can't hack them" said Kenzington " That's bad, that's really bad" said Sgt. Lewis " And you know what's worse" said Gaffan " We've have russians coming down the hall" "Shit" said Sgt. Lewis "Defend this position at all costs." Sgt. Lewis looked toward Kenzington " Kenzington, can you hack these codes before we get are asses fried" " I can but I need more time" said Kenzington " "JUST DO IT" said Sgt. Lewis. 3 Minutes were left. Shots rang down the hall has Sgt.Lewis, Miller, and Gaffan lade suppressing fire on the group of Russians. Bullets ricocheted off the walls from the Russian AK-47's. The Defenders took cover behind overturned file cabients and office tables. The once marble white hallways were now covered with sprays of blood. The gunfight seemed to last forever, untill this broke the fight. " I got the codes, I got the FUCKING codes !" The missle safely broke up over the Atlantic Ocean. Kenzington had the look of relief on his face, as did the rest of the makeshift squad. " Good work, Kenzington" said Sgt. Gaffan "But we have one more thing to do" " And may I ask what that thing his, Mr. Gaffan" said Kenzington. With a grim smile on his face he said " Helping the U.S. Army Rangers take back the White House"

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Gaffan looked calmly at the men and said, "We're going to be helping the U.S. Army Rangers to take back the Whiskey Hotel."

He smiled grimly, reloaded his SCAR-H battle rifle, and looked up. "Lock 'n' load."Rollersox 02:36, April 14, 2010 (UTC)

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"Oh it's so good to see you guy's." A voice said

"Who are you?" Gaffan Asked

"Captain Powell 1st Batallion 75th, We were going to Whiskey hotel then an RPG hit our humvee." he explained

"We were going to Whiskey Hotel to." Gaffan told them

"We'll More The Merrier, lets go!" Sam Said as he loaded ammo into his M4

Squelliot 18:10, April 14, 2010 (UTC)Squelliot

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"Target Insight" said Predator Operator 1

"Pretty stupid place to put the Russian HQ." said Predator Operator 2

They screen was a little hazey, but they could still se the small skyscraper in downtown D.C..

"Skyhawk, be advised, there is a small platoon on the opposite side of the street." said Overlord " Be percise, I repeat, be percise".

"Alright, James, fire on my command" said Operator 1

" Roger that" said Operator 2

" Now"

The missile flew towards it's target, and the skyscraper crumbled to the ground.

" Direct Hit" said Operator 1.

MerchantofDeath

(note: If their are not supposed to be two operators, please fix this section. If they are supposed to be there, delete this message)

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Gaffan suddenly heard gunfire. "Shit. It seems like we're gonna be stuck in this goddamned fucking place for ever."

He returned fire randomly. "Switch on NV, guys. I'm pretty sure we're gonna survive, but--" There was an explosion that tore the just-assembled group apart. Rollersox 02:25, April 15, 2010 (UTC)

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"(Predator missiles! Get inside! Viktor! ...Where's Viktor?!)" Viktor, had by this time been well dead, a well-placed sniper shot meeting his face right between the eyes. "Mudaks!" Sasha picked his PKM up from the floor and yelled "(Let's go kill those ebaka! Their crimes are enough!)" About a platoon's worth of soldiers joined the squad as they rushed out to meet the Americans. "(Take that, you American swine!)" Cpl. Wilding 02:38, April 15, 2010 (UTC)

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Nikolai was still coughing up blood from being hit by the American bombardment, but years of Spetsnaz training had taught him to ignore the pain. When he saw Sasha and the remainder of the squad he once looked down upon rushing off to fight the Americans, he dusted off his RPK and kneeled in front of Viktor's body "Too soon." he whispered. The only thing left for him to do was follow suit and make a stand with his comrades.Delta 4-7 22:51, April 15, 2010 (UTC)Delta 4-7

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The firefight was getting tense, the Americans had the Russians pinned down and the Russians had the Americans pinned down. "We are going to be fucked unless they get here fast!" screamed Nikolai. "Unless who gets here?" replied a nervous private. "Two Mi35's are inbound and are going to provide us with gunship support and evac for the wounded, but I don't fucking see any gunship support, so just keep shooting!".Delta 4-7 00:10, April 16, 2010 (UTC)Delta 4-7

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Gaffan saw the Russians charge out, and cursing, knifed three Russians and threw an accurate knife, placing the throwing knife just between a Russo's eyes. Rollersox 23:17, April 16, 2010 (UTC)

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"All right Rangers, lock and load." said Colonel Mansing, standing infront of what remained of the Pentagon

" Lewis, what the fuck is going on" sain Kenzington

" Listen" said Sgt. Lewis

" I'm not that good with speeches, and I don't plan to get better" said Mansing " All I know is that the russians are going to pay for what they did. We will take D.C., we will push back the Russians, we go across the fields of Europe and Siberia, we will take Moscow, and we will make those fucking Ruski son of a bitches kiss are asses; am I right Rangers"

" Sir ,yes, sir"

" We we first take the White House and then we will then take the Russian HQ at Capitial Hill"

" Now," said Colonel Mansing " Let's go take back the Homefront soldiers; CHARGE!!! "

Abrams tanks, Bradleys, and Soldiers charged over the Bridges that led over the Potomac.

PFC. Miller could hear the Apache helicopters coming to support the troops.

And he knew he was not going to die in this hell.

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Even though two gunships had come to support Nikolai and what remained of the platoon fighting the Americans, it just wasn't enough: one had been shot down by a mobile SAM battery and the other had decided to retreat.

A voice crackled over the radio, it was command: "To all remaining units in the Washington D.C. area, satellite intel shows a large American retaliation force crossing the Potomac river. Enemy armor, infantry, and gunships are inbound, we are currently sending ground attack aircraft to repel, please stand by."

"Will they get here in time?" asked the same nervous private.

"It doesn't matter. They will have either overrun us or have more SAMs set up by the time they arrive, but we are still staying and fighting for Russia." replied Nikolai.Delta 4-7 19:40, April 17, 2010 (UTC)Delta 4-7

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Russian Artillery shells were hitting the Mall hard. "We're going to need air support right now" said Colonel Mansing taking cover behind the Wreckage of a M1A2 Abrams. " Colonel, be advised ,the U.S. Army is not a Charity." said General John "Thor". "I have five other Colonels asking me for airsupport right now, and airsupport is not infinite, is that understood." " Understood General" said Colonel Mansing. Meanwhile Sgt. Lewis, Kenzington, and Miller were trying to sucure Whiskey Hotel. Miller could see the ruins of the Mall's museums. They stood up like rundowned tombstones popping up from the ground. " Miller, you see those russians behind that concrete barriers" said Sgt. Lewis " I need you to flank them from side, now go". Miller crawled over to a ruined Secret Service's SUV, just to the side of the Barrier. He could see one of them had an RPK, one with a AK, and one with a TAR-21. He pulled out one of his grenades, and threw it at the Russians. They were dead in 3 seconds. "Alright, bring that tank up that tank now" said Sgt. Lewis. An Abrams came up to the White House's fence and broke through the fence. "Alright soldiers, take back the White House. Men charged up to the White house. Russian light machine gun fire opened up at the charging soldiers. The Battle was almost over.

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"White House taken" said Sgt. Lewis looking out from the White House's rotunda " We didn't meet any real resistance, just a couple soldiers, seems that the rest of them retreated to Capitial Hill" "Well now that your done with your little tea party" said Colonel " Get your asses over here ASAP, we need all the soldiers we can get to capture The Hill" " Roger that, we're Oscar Mike" said Sgt. Lewis. "Alright people, we got one more objective"

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With the loudest explosion Sgt. Gaffan had ever heard, a bomb exploded directly above D.C. "Shit, man! That sounds like a--" Then, suddenly, flaming debris rained down from the sky, and three of the soldiers in Gaffan's group were crushed. "Dammit." Gaffan ran into a building, ignoring diagonally-falling pieces of crap. Rollersox 23:19, April 17, 2010 (UTC)

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PFC. Miller, Kenzington, Sgt. Lewis, and the rest of the soldiers were almost to "The Hill" when they heard an explosion. Kenzington looked up, with a horrific expression on his face. "EMP, GET TO COVER NOW" Sgt. Lewis and Miller ducked under the Abrams tank as debris fell from the sky, and Kenzington shortly ducked under the tank."This IS the worst day ever" said Miller to himself.

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Gaffan was knocked over, and something hard smashed into his back. Grunting, he fell unconscious.Rollersox--Chat 23:59, April 17, 2010 (UTC)

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Complete chaos was spreading throughout both sides of the battle for D.C. The support aircraft sent by Russian command slammed in to the bridge spanning the Potomac, causing much of the convoy's rear to plummet into the river. Nikolai was nearly blinded by the missile's massive detonation; explosions and cries of sheer terror were all he could hear after his ears stopped ringing. He then ran for the inside of a burned out helicopter for cover, dodging falling debris along the way. With his body still shaking from the adrenaline rush, he yelled out into the smoke: "Sasha!" "Dmitri!" "Anyone!" He needed to find them, and fast.Delta 4-7 06:00, April 18, 2010 (UTC)Delta 4-7

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"(Nikolai? Nikolai, is that you?)" Dmitri crawled his way to Nikoali, and Nikoali quickly retorted with "(No, I'm an American, of course I'm Nikoali!)" "(Well, let's see if we can't find Sasha and Alexi, they have to be here somewhere.)" Dmitri coughed from the amount of smoke and called out Sasha and Alexi's names. Cpl. Wilding 12:32, April 18, 2010 (UTC)

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" I really wished I hadn't joined the army" said PFC. Miller as he coughed from all of the debris that was around them. " Get over it Private" said Sgt. Lewis " That means everyone to people, saddle up, we're still taking "The Hill" The men started to run as soon as Sgt. Lewis finished his sentance.

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