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Post by Jalua Solast on Jun 15, 2009 19:12:04 GMT
A team moved forwards quietly, camouflaged and with assault rifles at the ready. These were the finest of the Coalition's, heading for a mission which could determine several factors in the politics game. The blueprints had been set up on the training house which the Coalition had built on an exact replica of the one the Supreme Commander had stayed in. The special forces even left a leaving note in the killing house they had constructed for training, so if the Imperial Commandos entered, they would find a derelict house with a note left for them.
A hand rose and the team of six stopped, in front of them were the two snipers who had been watching the property for the last two weeks. Hitting the ground, they shimmed to their positions alongside the snipers and equipped their close quarter blasters, better than the assault rifles they had been carrying previously. Dropping their backpacks and other equipment, the team got themselves ready to strike at the house.
OOC: Let me handle this, I'll finish it in a couple of hours.
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Post by Jalua Solast on Jun 15, 2009 19:29:47 GMT
With the team ready, they headed forwards quickly but quietly, using cover to also camouflage any movements. The last few steps the house would reveal their presence, so the team decided to deploy from here. Two shot up propel ropes from their blasters, so instead of abseiling down from the wooden roof which would make a lot of noise, they would instead rise up, smashing through the window and into the house. The two did that and began to raise attention, especially once their blasters fired and hit those in the first room they entered, sort of like a bedroom. The two easily cleared the room and while one aimed at the door to shoot intruders, the other planted a small explosive charge onto the wall to their left, which subsequently exploded and allowed the two to enter and clear out the next room. The explosion finally alerted the black guard militia that there was intruders upstairs and with the confusion, a rocket propelled grenade blew the guarded front door while two more with a frame charge blew up the back door and threw in stun grenades. The four entered from either side of the house, two in the kitchen, two in the living room with them quickly clearing up the passageway and meeting in the middle. The two upstairs finished off the elimination and injected John Hammond like planned. Still strapped to the bed, it was sent skidding down the stairs where two more special forces began to lift it up and carry it out of the back door. The snipers meanwhile had begun picking off those who had escaped rather than attempt to stay, sowing more confusion and eliminating the chance they could regroup. The survivors would no doubt starve and die in the thick forest, so they would not be chased.
Further away from this was a trio of shuttles with starfighter and gunboat escorts from the Black Moon. They waited patiently until huge green turbolaser bolts hit the forest miles in front of them. Once this ended, they shot off towards the house, some starfighters and gunboats hitting the new clearing which was burning, to make sure the black guard freighter was finished. With Hammond on the bed, the eight special forces helped lift him to the ramp while the soldiers inside the transport raced down, securing the transports in a tight circle before heading back and up the ramps. The transport began to rise off the ground and be escorted back to Salanda, meanwhile, soldiers from the other two transports began to enter the house to search for intelligence documents.
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