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Operation Inner Light : GI Joe vs. The Corps!
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11-14-2016, 11:22 PM
DerStahlhelm
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Join Date: Jun 2014
Location: Val Verde
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Chapter Five: Lima India Utah
Crash!
Again Esteban was startled from his sleep. If those idiots on the night crew were messing around with the empty containers again...
He looked down from the office window towards the source of the sound. Two bright lights shined from the deck of the Montana Sunset. A large ramp had been dropped from the side of the ship, accompanied by the rumbling sound of a large engine. Were they offloading a truck? What time was it? Container ships didn't usually have ramps like that. Things were not making sense.
He squinted down into the glare of the trucks headlights. That wasn't a truck, that was...
Esteban spun his chair around towards the phone. The city police had all fled when the rebels had taken over, but there had to be somebody down there to...
He found himself looking down the barrel of a submachine gun. The man holding it sat on the desk next to the phone. He wore a wide brim hat, turned up on one side and smiled from under his moustache.
"I wouldn't try it, mate"
Sarge's decoy team sat in a grassy area directly across the Avenida
AsunciĆ³n from the airport's main gate. It was far wetter than he had anticipated, muddy and entirely unpleasant. He had also neglected to bring and bug repellent, he realized with regret, and the mosquitos were thick. They were about 300 yards from the gate and 200 yards from the hole they had cut in the fence of the mall parking lot. The van sat there. He fidgeted with the top cover on his M-60 machine gun, and glanced over at Tony, laying prone with his M-67 recoilless rifle a few yards to his right. Shark was a few yards past Tony with his own M-60. Tony was checking his radio. Sarge had one as well, and the signal they were waiting for would tell Tony to open fire with his recoilless. Sarge checked his watch again, lamenting that his pants were soaked through. Any minute now...
The driver of the tanker truck was a little nervous. His boss had sent him down to the airport in the middle of the night to collect a tank full of jet fuel. The gas was paid for and delivered the same day the rebels had seized the airport, but the tanker had never been emptied. Boss had figured he could go get the tanker, since the airport was still technically open, and resell the fuel down the coast in Villa Cortez. He'd double his profits, and the airline would write off the initial shipment as stolen by the rebels. The driver had gone down to the airport at two in the morning in hopes that whoever was running the show for the rebels would be asleep and fewer questions would be asked. He pulled his truck up to the gate and was stopped by a gesture from one of the guards. A rebel in a former national police jeep lazily trained the vehicle's machine gun in his direction.
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.
Sarge noticed a pair of headlights approaching the gate. It looked like a small tanker truck was attempting to leave the airport. He was too far to make anything out, but the still night air carried the tone of the guard's words and he didn't sound happy. Suddenly a voice came over his radio: "Lima India Utah, Lima India Utah, Lima India Utah"
He thought he heard a giggle from Tony's direction and his thought turned to the tanker. Tanner was supposed to use his recoilless to light up the jeep nearest the gatehouse, he wasn't stupid enough to...
"Tanner!" Sarge hissed as Tony came to his knee and aimed his weapon. "Don't..."
WHUMP!
The M67 fired with a gout of flame from its rear exhaust, the M371a1 HEAT round flying down range towards its intended target. A split second later the round's standoff probe made contact with the metal skin of the fuel tank on the back of the truck. This detonated the round far enough away from its target that the inverted cone of explosive material and it's matching copper sleeve had the nanosecond necessary to focus into a jet of impossibly hot molten metal. The jet burned through the fuel tank instantaneously, igniting the fuel inside.
BOOM!
Sarge's world seemed to come to an end as a wave of intense heat washed over him. He'd had the split second of clarity to stick his face in the mud, saving his beard and eyebrows from being singed in the same way his arm hair was being right now. He lifted his head just in time to see a truck axel cart wheeling through the air to land about a foot from him with a spray of grass and mud. The airport's gate house, the rebel jeeps, and the rebels themselves had simply ceased to be, costumed in the giant pillar of flame that rose hundreds of feet into the air in front of him.
That goddamn idiot, sarge thought, realizing how close that axel had come to taking him out permanently. There was little time to dwell on it, however, as he heard Shark's M60 open up. Sarge followed suit, opening fire in the general direction what had been the gatehouse. The ammo in both their belts had been randomly peppered with tracer rounds, making the volume of fire the two gunners produced appear to be that much greater as tracers ricocheted off into the night in glowing arcs.
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