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The seach is on for the Basterd that started this War. |
| [Introduction]
These campfire of course takes place during the War in Afgainastan. Special Forces Have sent there best soliders to find Bin laden. Make a character: Name: sex: Nickname: Rank: personality: Weapon of Choice: Ok Cuse all you wont in this story just no lovey stuff. |
| Name: Joshua Newton Sex: Male Nickname:redlight Rank: LTC Personality: A type personality Weapon of Choice: Any thing that can blow a hole in Bin Laden's head. |
| Name: Jack Raven Sex: male Nickname: The Raven Rank: 2nd Lieutenut Personality: keeps to himself. Weapon of Choice: Swords and Pistols |
| It is year 2006 project "Endure Freedom" has started. During the war though the best of the Special Forces solider's were chosen to find the bastard who started this mess. LTC Newton was assigned to pick his solider's. His first choose was a Lieutenant named Jack Raven. He has a background of amazing hand to hand combat. Once took out a hole platoon with just a combat knife. Redlight drove up to the barracks that Jack lived in. As he entered the barracks every thing went silent. "I am LTC Newton I am looking for Jack Raven" "I am the one you call Jack Raven Sir!" "i must talk to you Raven alone.....YOU HEARD ME PRIVETES MOOOOOVE OUT!" When the barracks was clear Redlight sat down. "I have a job for you Raven...How bad do you wont this war to end" "Well sir I'd do anything to end this war sir" "Well in that case Jack you will join me in a search for Bin Laden, I will give you more details later but now you have to get your stuff packed we have some people to pick up" "Yes sir Newton sir" " Don't call me Newton your in my squad now call me Redlight." |
| Name: Willow Holts Nickname: Blades Sex: Female Rank: Sergeant Personality: Bubbly, confident, always tries to keep both the spirts of herself and her team mates high. Weapon of Choice: Any type of knife, (she has about seven of them hidden all over her body) or a sniper rifle. |
| Name: Angeless Queen Sex: Male Nickname: Arsenal Rank: sergeant Personality: Jokes about. Dislikes being shot at intensly. Calculates the odds before he even draws his gun. Is trained with almost all firearms. Carries enough guns to wage a small war. Likes to listen to music and smoke. Hates people joking about his initials. Weapon of Choice: A 50 calibur sniper rifle. Anything else that takes his fancy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Angeless was laying in his bunk. Shrouded in a thick cloud of smoke. He was fine tuning his rifle for better rates of fire. "I'm looking for a swrgeant called Angeless Queen?? "asked a man at the door? Angeless paused for a moment before stubbing out his cigar. "Is A Queen in here or not? "asked the man stepping further in? The other guys in the room laughed a little as the old joke came back again. It went quiet quicker too as they remembered how the last guy to make that joke ended up. "I'm here....now who's askin? Spit it out I don't have all day "sighed Angeless hopping down from the bunk. "You always talk to your superior officer like that?? "asked the man stepping out of the glare from the door? "Ah hell....another dip-shit who wants me in their detail. Shit...and he's got the papers to prove it "sighed Angeless as he turned back to his bunk and grabbed the riffle and tools. He crammed what he could into the duffle bag and then emptied his locker into the bad aswell. More guns and a few grenades went into the bag. "I see why you're called Arsenal "sighed the man. "What? I'm packing light...you have a problem with it? "sighed Angeless as he closed the bag. "No no...but you don't need to take all those with you...we're happy to outfit you "began the man at the door. "Hell no....standard Army guns piss me off. These are my personal effects "smirked Angeless as he swung the bag over his shoulder. He walked out past the man and dumped the bag into a jeep that was sitting there. "I LTC Newton...sergeant "sighed the man getting into the jeep'd driver seat. "Didn't ask.... "smirked Angeless seeing how far this guys patience could go. |
| "Alright 2 more little kittys to pick up and were off" said redlight as he reached the barracks that Jack Raven and Willow Holts were located. "Alright Boys and girls I need Raven and Holts" said Josh quickly. "I am Jack what do you wont" " I am Holt nice to meet yea...o and what do you want sir." "You two pack up your coming with me." As they jumped in the jeep Josh introduced him self. " I am Redlight, and are you will ing to protect your country." "YES Sir" they yelled "Good lets go." It was about an hour when they arived at an Airbase Barraks. "Go ahead and sit down you two, ok boys and girls I chose you cause you are the elites the ones that will track down and ether kill or bring to justice Bin laden." " Tomorrow we leave to Iraq we will meet up with a few new soliders and be on our way to the mountains. "Why the mountains" asked Jack. "We have intel that hi might be hiding there with a band of his soliders planing there next attack, We are going to interupt his tea party with a bullet between the eyes, That all i can tell you here for now soliders get to know each other cause your are going to be with each other for a long time dismissed." |
| Name:Jason Xetro sex:Male Nickname: X Rank:Sargent personality: Shoot first, ask later Weapon of Choice: heavy Artillery IE, missle luanchers, bazookas. Favrote other: MP9 sub machine gun. |
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