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11-09-2009, 05:03 AM
cobralalalala!
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Join Date: May 2009
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Chapter 3:
Cold War
Prologue
The Arctic Circle is estimated to hold one fifth of the entire worlds energy resources trapped beneath its frozen depths, the vast majority of which was virgin and untapped. With the world’s energy supplies dwindling, the entire world was on the hunt for new sources of gas and oil, and a new Cold War had begun. As the worlds super powers scrambled to gain control of their destinies, old hatreds were renewed, and small matters turned into blood feuds. In this environment of tension and mistrust, entered the Cobra, calmly choosing its victims and striking at its leisure….
The town of alert is the world’s northernmost permanent settlement, merely a few hundred miles from the center of the Arctic Circle, population; 8.
That's unless you count its secret inhabitants. Alert was established during the cold war as a surveillance outpost, serving as an early warning station in case of soviet attack. Hidden far below the ice, lay a large U.S. military installation, sentinel 1. It was equipped with underwater submarine docks capable of housing leviathan class nuclear subs, a full battery of anti aircraft and ballistic warheads, and the world’s second largest underground retracting hanger, the first being a certain hanger in the Nevada desert. The entire hanger was underground, mounted on pneumatic pistons and hidden by powered gates that moved quickly despite their size, capable of launching a full squadron within minutes. Sentinel 1 was supposedly decommissioned after the cold war, but in reality, the mission had never changed, only the politics. The facility currently housed over 400 support staff; tech officers, scientists, communications, and missile launch control personnel as well as a small detachment of Arctic Commandos. The entire base was powered by a small-core nuclear reactor. The Canadian Special Forces command, who helped build the base and provided support for it, considered this their nations best kept secret.
With the worlds looming energy crisis, the U.S. and Canadian governments placed an even higher value on Sentinel 1, though not strictly for military purposes; it’s proximity to the north pole and its huge submarine and air hangers made it the ideal staging ground for deep sea exploration and excavation. Sentinel 1, once the silent warrior, defender of the free world, would soon be the explorer, searching for the eternal flame to stave off the pending darkness.
November 11th
Northern Canada, Devon Island, near the town of Resolute
A small television set blared loudly in a small cabin, roughly halfway between Alert and Resolute, miles from civilization in the middle of the endless white of the Nunavut. A news caster spoke in a solemn, yet enthusiastic tone as the Olympic theme music played faintly in the background, “We now see the torch passing through Alert, the worlds most Northern city. What a long journey it has been from Edmonton, these runners are true champions Susan, running through miles of freezing weather to carry the torch along to its final destination, Vancouver, where it will light the eternal flame of the 2010 Olympic Winter Games”. The old Inuit woman watching the news laughed softly. The funny news man with the mustache always made her laugh, though he wasn’t trying. “That’s right Tom, you really have to hand it to these young men and women. Aaaand here we see the Torch now leaving Alert as it makes its way to its next destination, Iqualuit.” The Inuit woman watching the News laughed again out loud this time. The silly News casters, she thought. The woman with her big hair and the mustache man always made her laugh. The old woman found it silly how seriously people take their games.
The cabin began to shake and vibrate, dishes rattled in the shelves and furniture shifted. The old woman looked out of her window and heard the thundering of a large cargo plane overhead, Unknown to the old woman, the G.I. Joe special missions force was on its way to the town of Alert. The cargo plane was a C-5 Galaxy, escorted by Maverick flying a Vector combat fighter.
In the massive cargo bay of the C-5 Galaxy, a group of Joes sat casually among several tied down vehicles having a talk. “Hey stalker, is it cold enough for ya?” Snow Job asked laughing.
“Man, I’m from Detroit Michigan, this is like a normal day for me! Except back home, you have to deal with the cold AND worry about getting stabbed. At least out here you only have to worry about the cold……and getting conned by you Snow Job.”
Iceberg stood up and stretched his legs “Man how much farther is this place, I’m getting stir crazy in this big bird”.
“Lifeline, ignoring the question, spoke up “Maybe we’ll get a chance to see the torch passing by, you know the Olympic torch just left Alert!” Lifeline was wearing an all white arctic tactical suit, equipped with full medical gear.
“You and your torch man, your like a little kid with that, tell you what kid, sit down play, it’s your turn to deal” Said Snow Job.
“Yeah laugh it up, and I’m not playing again, I’m still broke from my last game with you and Ace.”
Stalker looked at Snake eyes, the man himself, he thought. Stalker had known him longer than any other human being alive except Storm Shadow, and knew almost nothing about him, except that was the finest human being he knew, and the guy you wanted watching your back. “You alright Snake?” he already knew the answer to that; Snake eyes was always O.K., even when he wasn’t. Snake eyes nodded his head with an O.K. gesture.
Blizzard shifted in his seat, “Stalker, how long are we supposed to stay here, not that I’m complaining mind you, but our briefing docs didn’t say.”
“We are to supervise the testing of a new sonar system. It’s some kind of new sonar that can detect oil and gas and can map out tectonic layers. That’s all I know. This is going to be a joint operation with the Russians, I guess we’re trying to reestablish good relations with Moscow.”
“Russians? October guard? I thought those guys were disbanded after Sierra Gordo?” Snow Job asked.
Stalker exhaled with an expression of regret “Most of the original team died in Sierra Gordo Harlan, good soldiers” He paused a moment, trying to control his grief “You remember Dragonsky and Daina right? They were the only survivors of the original team, Daina worked as Joe Counter intel liaison for a while, took on the name Vorona. She and Dragonsky were tapped for a black ops mission under Red stars command just before the new team was finally disbanded. Now, they officially don’t exist.”
Frostbite was leaning against his vehicle, the Snow cat, “They must be expecting some serious snake trouble with all this hardware we brought.”
“The fact that Lifeline was assigned to this mission should tell you how serious the threat level is. I just hope we won’t be needing his services. Besides this new sonar they’re testing, Sentinel 1 houses a nuclear reactor, A fully armed Nuclear sub and long range missiles, plenty of reasons for Cobra to show up, if they can find it.” Stalker said as he looked at his watch. “Alright Joes, ETA in 30 minutes, listen up! When we hit the ground, we are to deploy in combat formation, we will rendezvous with the Russians and immediately set up a hard perimeter around Sentinel 1. The Sentinel’s commando team is already in position patrolling the outer perimeter. If Cobra shows up, we’ll be ready.”
Several miles away, near Sentinel 1;
The Baroness stood looking out over the frozen tundra with her thermal binoculars. The thick and luxurious fur of her custom designed Arctic gear was flowing in the cold wind. With her head and face covered, the only way to tell her apart from the Snow Serpent officer standing next to her was her slim waist and shapely legs. With her was Scrap Iron, a detachment of Cobra Vipers wearing Arctic gear, and her personal guards; two Ice viper commandos.
“Baroness, my Serpents have just spotted two more patrols from Sentinel, that makes five total. We are almost in position to engage.” The Snow Serpent officer said.
“Excellent” The Baroness activated her com unit “Televiper, what is the status on the Joe cargo plane we are tracking?”
“They are 15 minutes away Baroness, now on final approach” Answered Televiper, from his hidden surveillance point.
Scrap Iron stepped forward “Why don’t we blow them out of the sky now and save ourselves some trouble Baroness?”
“Idiot! If we do that, everyone will know we are here and Sentinel 1 will go into full lockdown! Were not even sure were it begins and ends, it’s shielded from almost all detection. We need the Joes to deploy first. When the Cargo doors open, they will be vulnerable and we will strike then. The fools, they came to protect it and in doing so have helped us to get in!”
The Snow serpent commander was speaking to his troops in the field “Copy that Wolf one, stand by. Baroness, my units are in position, the recon patrols are unaware of our presence.”
“Very well, take them out quickly; they must not have a chance to warn the base of our assault force. Once the patrols are down, move our armor forward and have them ready to strike once the hanger is exposed. Televiper, is the Condor in position?”
“Televiper to Condor, stand by for close fire support”
“Roger that Ground control, proceeding to way point Zebra, six, Tango”
The Baroness looked at the Serpent Officer and silently nodded her head.
The Serpent Officer activated his com “Wolf leader to wolf pack, engage.”
The secured com channel began to crackle with several voices as the Snow Serpents moved from their hidden positions and began to silently advance on their prey. They were highly efficient operatives, deadly and highly coordinated.
“Wolf six, target down, one, one, alpha secure”….
“Wolf two, have visual on two man patrol,”……
“Wolf nine three targets down, three , one alpha secure”……
“Copy wolf nine, Raven clear to advance”……
“North sector, secure, wolf one clear to move” ……
“Target down, two, one, alpha secure”……
“Wolf One to Wolf leader, outer perimeter secure, zero presence maintained”…..
The Serpent officer turned to the Baroness, “All the patrols have been Neutralized, we were not detected. Hail Cobra!”
“Hail Cobra!” Answered the Baroness, “Move our armor forward, we will strike these fools soon and make Chernobyl look like a Barbeque! Ha!”
Meanwhile, within Sentinel 1;
Deep within the sterile, metallic halls of the underground complex, COL. Anatoly Krimov sat comfortably in the staff lounge and spoke Russian with his new friend, “Your Russian is excellent Comrade, you are no doubt a product of the cold war, no” The lounge was surprisingly comfortable and warm, it looked like a lounge you would find in a large hotel. At Krimov’s table, sat Vorona, Dragonsky, and a man who was unmistakably of Inuit decent, the native tribes of the Arctic. “Do you play chess? We should have a game over some brandy while we are here.”
“No vodka?” The Inuit man was KwinnTikaani, a former mercenary and the best tracker in the Arctic. He now offered his services to the Canadian Special Operations Group, CSOR. He had agreed to this after the Canadian Government promised to subsidize the local Inuit Tribes, a promise which they had kept true to their word. God help them if they had not, Kwinn was not a man you wanted as your enemy.
He took an immediate liking to Krimov, and since his arrival at Sentinel 1, had spent the last day in deep conversation with the COL. and his Russian troops.
Kromov replied, “Bah, I don’t drink that crap, Vodka is for politicians and potato farmers, haha. After this mission, I will show you some of the finest Brandy in the western hemisphere.”
Vorona was surprised to see the COL. Speaking so casually, during her time under his command, he had shown himself to be a spit and polish leader, borderline Obsessive, it had been many years since then, perhaps years of secret wars and black ops missions had taken their toll on the man.
Just then, a staff Sergeant made his way across the lounge and quietly approached the Russians, “COL., the Joe team is on final approach, they should be landing within ten minutes”
Krimov’s face hardened, his back straightened and his entire frame seemed to grow, “fall in troops!” Perhaps he had not changed as much as she thought. The Oktober Guard or whatever it was they called themselves these days, quickly and quietly made their way to the main hanger and prepared to greet old comrades.
The C-5 transport came in low as the gargantuan hanger gates slid open. The entire base seemed to groan in protest as the massive hanger rose from the gound and extended forward. As the plane landed on the frozen tundra and made its long ground approach, the Oktober guard fanned out and took up a defensive perimeter around the landing zone.
The plane came to halt, and opened its cargo bay releasing a swarm of G.I. Joe ground vehicles and troops who quickly deployed and took up defensive positions. The cargo plane taxied forward into the hanger, as Stalker approached his old friend, “Anatoly, good to see you soldier!”
“Likewise comrade, I see you still don’t care of yourself , you’ve gotten old, haha.” Krimov said jokingly.
“Hmm, I see the Russian sense of humor is still lacking, you need to watch some American comedians man, learn some good insults.”
Krimov gestured to the man on his left, this is Gorky, Spetsnaz officer, and you already know Vorona and Dragonsky.”
Stalker nodded with a smile, “Who’s the tough guy?”
“Ahh, you have a good eye comrade, Kwinn, Tracker on loan from CSOR”
“Hmm, he looks familiar” Said stalker.
Just then the reunion was cut short as tracer fire flew over their heads with a loud hissing sound. Snake eyes tackled Stalker to the ground just in time to avoid being hit, Stalker yelled, “Sniper!, take cover, were under attack!”
A shrill battle cry pierced the air from across the frozen tundra “ATTAAAAACK!!
COBRAAAAAAAAA!!!”
The Battle cry echoed across the ice field followed by the low thud of artillery and crackle of rifle fire. The Joes and the Oktober Guard hit the ground and began returning fire “This is stalker to Maverick, we need air support, we are under attack!”
“Roger that Stalker, Vector coming in.”
The Baroness, sitting atop her command H.I.S.S. laughed wildly “Kill the Joe Clowns! COBRAAAAAA!!!
Lifeline yelled out to Frostbite, “We need heavy fire, lets stomp these snakes,
YOOOOOO JOE!!!”
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