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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4404407" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Operation Countdown: Part 1 – Desert Chase</strong></p><p></p><p>Three trucks, their contents covered by tarps, were each flanked by two dirt bikes. They ambled down the dirt road at considerable speed.</p><p></p><p>“They don’t see the spike strip.” Hammer squinted through his binoculars, leaning over the turret of the Humvee. “On my mark…”</p><p></p><p>Caprice sat in the passenger’s seat, listening to Hammer’s command through his headset, a button in each fist. </p><p></p><p>“Three…”</p><p></p><p>The buzzing of the dirt bikes echoed across the desert.</p><p></p><p>“Two…”</p><p></p><p>They could see the lights of the trucks.</p><p></p><p>“NOW!”</p><p></p><p>Caprice hit the remote triggers to release the spike strips. There was a series of loud pops as tires were shredded, followed by the revving of dirt bike engines flipping through the air. Men screamed.</p><p></p><p>“Archive, go!” shouted Hammer.</p><p></p><p>Archive, in the driver’s seat, hit the pedal to the metal. The Humvee lurched forward, tearing out of the concealing tarp that blended the vehicle in with the rest of the desert night.</p><p></p><p>The two motorcycles leading the first truck completely wiped out, leaving the drivers moaning in the desert sands. The first truck swerved from the impact of the strips, only to have the second truck drive it further onto the strips, shredding the rear tires. The four remaining bikers and the last truck were able to avoid the strips.</p><p></p><p>The men were well-disciplined. They immediately started tossing weapons out of the first two trucks and into the third.</p><p></p><p>The Humvee screeched to a halt in front of the convoy. Hammer flipped the safeties on the heavy machinegun. Caprice hopped out the back, a FIM-92 Stinger balanced over one arm. </p><p></p><p>“Where are you going?” asked Archive, a little panicky.</p><p></p><p>“To even the odds,” said Caprice. He jogged in a wide arc around one of the dunes towards the side of the convoy.</p><p></p><p>Before Archive could ask another question, two dirt bikes were on them. Skorpion sub-machinegun fire raked the Humvee.</p><p></p><p>Hammer spun the machinegun in an arc, but the dirt bikes shrieked past them, turning back around for another pass.</p><p></p><p>“Archive, get up here!”</p><p></p><p>Archive clambered up to where Hammer was. “But I’ve never fired this thing before!”</p><p></p><p>“Just point it and shoot!” shouted Hammer. </p><p></p><p>Hammer scrambled out of the Humvee, M60 at the ready. He sprayed covering fire, causing one of the dirt bikes to swerve. Above him, the rat-a-tat of the heavy machinegun raked the terrain under Archive’s shaky guidance.</p><p></p><p>Suddenly Archive stopped firing.</p><p></p><p>“Why did you stop?” asked Hammer, scanning the horizon for the dirt bikes.</p><p></p><p>“Look!” shouted Archive.</p><p></p><p>One of the terrorists had stopped loading weapons and decided to use it. He had a Stinger shoulder-launched missile over one shoulder, eye squinted down the sight, propped up on the top of the first truck.</p><p></p><p>“Oh sh—“ was all Hammer got out.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4404407, member: 3285"] [b]Operation Countdown: Part 1 – Desert Chase[/b] Three trucks, their contents covered by tarps, were each flanked by two dirt bikes. They ambled down the dirt road at considerable speed. “They don’t see the spike strip.” Hammer squinted through his binoculars, leaning over the turret of the Humvee. “On my mark…” Caprice sat in the passenger’s seat, listening to Hammer’s command through his headset, a button in each fist. “Three…” The buzzing of the dirt bikes echoed across the desert. “Two…” They could see the lights of the trucks. “NOW!” Caprice hit the remote triggers to release the spike strips. There was a series of loud pops as tires were shredded, followed by the revving of dirt bike engines flipping through the air. Men screamed. “Archive, go!” shouted Hammer. Archive, in the driver’s seat, hit the pedal to the metal. The Humvee lurched forward, tearing out of the concealing tarp that blended the vehicle in with the rest of the desert night. The two motorcycles leading the first truck completely wiped out, leaving the drivers moaning in the desert sands. The first truck swerved from the impact of the strips, only to have the second truck drive it further onto the strips, shredding the rear tires. The four remaining bikers and the last truck were able to avoid the strips. The men were well-disciplined. They immediately started tossing weapons out of the first two trucks and into the third. The Humvee screeched to a halt in front of the convoy. Hammer flipped the safeties on the heavy machinegun. Caprice hopped out the back, a FIM-92 Stinger balanced over one arm. “Where are you going?” asked Archive, a little panicky. “To even the odds,” said Caprice. He jogged in a wide arc around one of the dunes towards the side of the convoy. Before Archive could ask another question, two dirt bikes were on them. Skorpion sub-machinegun fire raked the Humvee. Hammer spun the machinegun in an arc, but the dirt bikes shrieked past them, turning back around for another pass. “Archive, get up here!” Archive clambered up to where Hammer was. “But I’ve never fired this thing before!” “Just point it and shoot!” shouted Hammer. Hammer scrambled out of the Humvee, M60 at the ready. He sprayed covering fire, causing one of the dirt bikes to swerve. Above him, the rat-a-tat of the heavy machinegun raked the terrain under Archive’s shaky guidance. Suddenly Archive stopped firing. “Why did you stop?” asked Hammer, scanning the horizon for the dirt bikes. “Look!” shouted Archive. One of the terrorists had stopped loading weapons and decided to use it. He had a Stinger shoulder-launched missile over one shoulder, eye squinted down the sight, propped up on the top of the first truck. “Oh sh—“ was all Hammer got out. [/QUOTE]
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