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Hetstaine

No bridge to far...the Feathermen

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Wind blown and instantly freezing, spawned outside of Vorkuta , fuck these shakes..two fellow Featherman to the South West sprinting through the bare woods, rally point the Sebjan warehouse, then to the Old Hospital.

Closest place to hit is the Northern Army Base then swim across the smallest part of Lubjansk Bay and beat feet, hopefully armed with more than a torch. Luck is in as i grab a can of beanz and a coke, an M16 with one mag and a 'nade finish my loot run. That'll do, up and legging it. Comms chatter picks up now, the other two are awaiting me on the mountain west of the warehouse, they have movers, two UAZ's and a ute pull up. 12 people dismount and start to raid the rusty heli on top of the hillside.

The Featherman are pinned in the trees, if they move they will be spotted and they are not in a good posi for a firefight..2 v 12 , bad odds, no time to waste. I dive into the waters where even polar bears fear to swim and start swimming like a cat thrown in a creek. Up and out the other side shaking like a whore in church, head mountain side and meet up moving slowly.

Shots are being fired as the militia crew is plinking zeds, nobody covering anyone elses back, Fun day at the park it seems. We split and take positions..go time. One Featherman pops up and takes out the first guy closest to him, before they can get their shit together he has dropped four more, gripping his M14 and peeling slowly back into the trees. An AS50 barks out and he falls, five taken with him, Featherman down.

Myself and the other Featherman flank , shots are now erupting all around from the remaining seven, the other Featherman flanker drops two, over comms i know he is shaking like mad, hard to hit targets but keeping his fire up. He drops one more then takes two hits and passes out in the pine trees, no time to bandage in the midst of the firefight.

I make my way down and come across the ute, knowing i only have 30 rounds i peer out and see one moving towards the downed Featherman, I use 5 rounds to take him down, damn these shakes, quickly change location. 25 rounds left to slam towards the remaining militia. Shots spang out near me as one fires towards and over the ute, rounds pinging off metal, i slam the deck and start rolling, He gets behind me and i smash off 4 more rounds dropping him faster than an overweight bride full of cheap wine . 21 rounds and only 2 militia left.

I make my way up to the summit, work down to my fellow Featherman, exposed and dying. Shots start skipping near me, silence and surprise not an option anymore as i am coughing my ring out. I bring up my M16 and engage, hits taken by both sides but he drops first, my blood flashing i bandage on the spot. One duck left before we can goose it out of here. Over comms i know the other Featherman is up and bandaged, black and white screen, minimum blood. The as50 barks out again and i slide behind a small bump in the snow. I creep around and get him in my shaking sights , i am all over the shop like a dog shitting razor blades, select full auto and before i can open fire i pass out. Waiting for the timer i have no idea if he has seen me or moved.

Slowly up again and i peek out from behind my small rise, he is still there scanning, on full auto i stitch him from legs to head and see him drop, blood fountaining, finger not off the trigger until the repetitive clicks tell me i am drier than Clint in the good the bad and the ugly. Immediately i slap feet down to him and begin looting, Well deserved blood bags and stanags, my fellow Feather is down with me and we blood up, Side channel has lit up..how many guys ? who the fuck where they ? is anyone still alive ? ..yes..two.

We gear up from the scattered bodies and make our way to the land bridge to find our lost featherman.

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I demand a video dammit! Love your stories though.

Edited by Fraggle

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Steak..he swims where Polar Bears fear to tread..

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Great account of the firefight; did anyone get any fraps?

AC

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