Nobody's War

Nobody's War, Chapter 22

2005-03-02T23:44:00.000+08:00

[US Base in the Middle East, 0945 hours]

Julian gestured for Kevyn to come over, and then asked him to get into the cockpit of the Aurora Alpha.

"But its locked!"
Darren grabbed the security keypad and, with a flick of the wrist, tore out the entire mechanism. The cockpit canopy opened with a hiss.

"Not anymore."
"Uhh... okay then."

Drying his tears on his uniform, Kevyn clambered into the Aurora Alpha, shut the cockpit, and, in front of everyone on the runway, took off at supersonic speed. He soon receded into the distance.

18 minutes later, The silver Aurora Alpha came streaking back across the sky, landing on the runway with a nerve- wracking series of screeches and showers of sparks. There was even a loud *pow* as the starboard rear landing gear gave way and tore itself clean off the plane.

The Aurora screeched to a halt in front of the congregation, and its cockpit canopy hissed open for the second time that day. Kevyn leaned out and looked regretfully at the spot where his right landing gear should have been, and then spoke:

"Err... sorry bout that, but i just came back to ask you, what did you want me to do again?"

Acting as one, Julian, Darren, Fabriz and Kevin buried their faces in their hands.
" Retard."
"What'd i do?!?!"
"Moron."

Darren reached up and pulled Kevyn forcibly out of the cockpit, then went off to retrieve the pieces of the damaged landing gear.

Julian sat Kevyn down on the tarmac, hard.
"Next time wait for instructions. Or i'll personally enforce battery rationing on you."
"Noooo!!!! Not battery rationing! My DS eats batteries like theres no tommorrow!!!
"Well, thats just too bad. Now stop crying and listen to me."
"Okay."
"Now, considering that this transmitter has a very short range, we want you to fly back to The base and transmit the prerecorded message to our guys back there, requesting for reinforcements asap. Is that too hard for you?"
"Of course it is. Hmph, whats makes you think i can fly the plane and transmit a message at the same time?"
"There is a very common feature of most planes called AUTOPILOT, just in case you didn't notice."
"Oh, yeah, i forgot about that."
"You always do."

They turned back to Darren, who had just finished welding the plane's landing gear back on with a welder he had conveniently found in his arm compartment.

" All Right. We're good to go."

For the second time that hour, Julian gestured to the cockpit of the ( no longer so shiny) Aurora Alpha...

Nobody's War, Chapter 21

2005-02-28T23:02:00.000+08:00

[US Base in the Middle East, 0935 hours]

"So....tired....how...long...to...airfield."
"Kevyn, we've only walked 10 metres. We've still got another kilometre to go."
"Don't...think....i...can....make...it.....someone...carry...me....please."

Moments later, Jian Yang stopped and dropped heavily into the ground

"Don't think i can make it too....so tired...."
"Dammit, we've only walked about 15 metres. Jeez."
"But..."
"Not another word or i'll zap you."
"Fine."
There was a blue flash and a loud zapping sound.
"That was another word."

Finally, they commandeered a pair of ambulances and drove to the airfield.
and when they reached the airfield, they spotted a group of rangers guarding the gate to the airfield.

Darren scanned the rangers guarding the airfield.
"Alright, stay here. I'll use the cloaking field on my suit to sneak past them and distract them."

With a buzzing sound, Darren's armour disappeared from view. Darren then started running towards the rangers.
"DARREN WAIT YOUR....cloak.....its....not cloaked.....oh what the hell."

The rangers heard a strange flapping noise and turned towards it
They saw a strange cloak hovering over the ground, gliding towards them
and ran away screaming. Darren shocked one, and he went down, screaming
"MEDIC!!!!!"

Jacque bolted towards to noise, rather unceremoniusly dragging bryan along the really rough ground. She had covered half the distance before she realized she was still attached to bryan, and looked down to see bryan unconscious and suffering from multiple cuts and bruises.

"Eek. Sorry. Reflex."

Either way, they got to the airfield to find no chinooks at all.
But they did manage to salvage enough materials and , by cannibalizing Kevyn's GBA, convert it into a makeshift transmitter beacon.

Kevin watched Kevyn start sobbing and moaning for " ole faithful". He then began to compose a number of epitahs and eulogies for his GBA.

Meanwhile, Julian inspected the shiny Aurroa Alpha on the runway and an idea began to form in his head...

Public service announcement

2005-02-27T10:05:00.000+08:00

I am taking a break from writing for 2 days as i have found that the quality of my work is deteriorating and Im gonna suffer from burnout if i continue like this.
Please come back then.
Thank you.

Nobody's War, Chapter 20

2005-02-26T14:22:00.000+08:00

[US Base in the Middle East, 0930 hours]

Kevin and the others led Ken Wei and his retinue out of the Stratgey Centre. His retinue had refused to stay behind, and Ken Wei refusd to return without them. So they were forced to bring them along, abeit under lock and key. Julian had generously provided a few whips and a set of chains from his backpack for them to tie up the officers.
But before that, Kevin had to find something for them to wear.
" We cant possibly bring them back in this condition."
" Well, what about their own clothing?"
"Can you see those scraps of torn cloth on the floor?"
"Yes."
"Thats their clothing."
"Oh."
"Now what?"
"I was about to ask you that."

Julian managed to scrounge some bedsheets which they gave to the officers to wrap around themselves.
"Im sorry madams, but you would have to wear this for now, We will provide you with more presentable clothing when we get back."

As they left the building, An ambulance screeched to a halt in front of them and Darren got out along with Bryan and Jac.
" I see you hav a PoW too, Darren. May i ask why?"
"Same reason as you."
"I see."

They were joined by Fabriz and co.
" In the end we used Lejons wristwatch as a detonator. The C4 is gonna blow soon, so we gotta get out of here. If not reinforcements will find us."
"Lets go then."

They all headed for the rendevous point outside the base.

At the rendevous point, they saw Kevyn's Assault Helix approaching them and cheered.

Suddenly, seven Humvees drove past them and all the Missile defenders inside fired at Kevyn.
"What the..."
35 missiles punched into the Helix, ripping apart the undercarriage and tail.
The Helix spiraled towards the ground, trailing smoke.

Darren groaned again:
"Omg, he managed to lose yet another Helix."

They were all blinded as a huge heat shock beam hammered into the lead Humvee.

When they opened their eyes again, the Humvees were nothing but puddles of molten slag with bits of carbonized matter floating in them.

"Hmmm... I forgot about that."
"How do we get back now?"
"Well, I guess we will have to catch a ride then."
"And how do you propose to do so?"
"Theres an airfield in the base with some chinooks docked."
"I see. lets go then."

Just then, Kevyn limped up to them, his uniform smoking.
"That, was a rather warm reception, Darren."
"Heh. Sorry."

Nobody's War, Chapter 19

2005-02-25T21:43:00.000+08:00

[US Base in the Middle East. 0900 hours]

Darren clambered out of the ruptured water tank, steam rolling off him in sheets. Bryan walked up to him.
"I'm ok."
"You sure?"
"Quite. Cept that I really need an icepack for my hand. it hurts."
"Haha i thought so."

Darren spotted an ambulance rushing towards one of the ruined power plants to clear up the radioactivity.
He watched as it ran over one of the cluster mines dropped in the base by the Chinese cargo planes.
Its tyre was damaged beyond repair.
As he watched, a female medic of American- Chinese descent(as far as his suit could tell at this distance.) emerged from the ambulance and inspect its burned tyre.

Darren and Bryan walked up to the medic. Bryan spoke first:
"Need a hand?"
" Why yes! How kind of you!"

Bryan thus helped the medic install a new tyre which they obtained from the back of the ambulance.
"ahh... my names Bryan, whats yours?"
"Oh, Im Jacque."
"I see. thats a nice name."
"Oh thanks, are you a ranger?"
Jacque then looked more intently at Bryan.
"Oh! youre a Chinese soldier! Thats nice."

Darren squinted suspiously at Jacque, using his suits sensors to measure heart rate, pupil dilation and body temperature.
"I think we should eliminate her, she IS the enemy after all..."

Bryan was horrified.
"No! we cant do that! I mean... the Chinese Army is rather short on medics now isnt it? so cant we bring her back as a PoW?"

Darren pondered the point for a moment.

"Alright, she can live, but any funny business and I fry her. Keep her imprisoned."
A bolt of greenish energy suddenly arced from Darrens gauntlets and fastened itself over jac's hands.
"what the..."
"Oooo interesting. Imprison!"
The green energy then bonded to bryan's arm too.
"Nice. Now keep an eye on her and follow me."

Bryan exceeded his orders by keeping both eyes on her. Unfortunately, he appeared to have forgotten the second portion of Darrens order. He neglectedto follow.

Darren turned around.
"Ahem."
"Oops."
Both Bryan and Jac started grinning sheepishly.
An exasperated Darren groaned:
"Jeez, are you two in heat or something? You're showing up as red as apples on my infrared."

Meanwhile...

Major Fabriz, with Eric, Jian Yang and Lejon in tow, sneaked into the US Command centre.
They stormed into one ofthe control rooms and killed a few security guards.
Fabriz unslung his backpack of C4 and placed it beneath one of the control booths, he then requested the detonator from Lejon.
"Detonator? What detonator?"
"The one we are supposed to use now? As in this mission?"
"Ohhhhhh.... I left it in the Helix."
"uhhh....."
"But dont need to worry, For I, Lejon Chua the Minigunner Most Magnificent, banisher of a thousand Paladin tanks, Shall yet again prevail against the forces of capitalism, defective bombs and late paychecks!"

Fabriz buried his face in his hands.

Jian Yang, seeing a good opportunity to prove himself yet again, stepped to the fore.
"I know, lets use my loudspeaker on it!"
"No, Jian Yang."
"But why? it worked before..."
"Thats why. For your information, we just happen to be in the same room as the C4 pack."
"But..."
"No, no, no, no, no, no.........No."

Nobody's War, Chapter 18

2005-02-24T18:53:00.000+08:00

[ China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 0800 hours]

The commandos gathered at the parade square with the instructors and the pilot.

The Admiral walked up.

Soldiers, Today is a crucial point in your careers. You have all been chosen for your determination and willingness to sacrifice for your country. Today, We will need that determination, that drive, to serve China's Best Interests.
Go Forth, Soldiers, and Save Vice-Admiral Ken Wei!

They all cheered lustily and clambered into their Assault Troop Transports while the instructors with Jian Yang and Lejon got into the Assault Helix piloted by Kevyn.

The assault Troop Transports moved into the cargo bays of the two normal Helixes, which then lifted off.

They were dropped off 2km away from the perimeter of the U.S Base by the two Helixes, while Kevyn's Assault Helix flew overhead to provide "covering fire".

Kevin looked out of the window at the rapidly receding Helixes, then turned his attention to the scene in front of the transports.
A huge line of Patriots and Firebases could just be seen over the horizon.

"How in the world are we to get past that?"
"Well, for one, the Admiral said that a Nuke Mig Strike is coming in in about 5 minutes time, so we will have to rush into the base when there is a gap in their defences."

So their convoy sat tight just outside the range of the lethal base defences and waited.

So, 19 minutes later, 9 wings of Nuke Migs roared overhead.
"Late as usual."

They flew straight past the defences, releasing all their nuclear payloads at the power plants in the centre of the base.
Kevin and the others were temporarily blinded by the 72 nuclear detonations.

When they had regained their vision, the Patriots were all powered down.
Kevyn flew his Assault Helix forward, dropping tactical nuclear bombs onto the Firebases.
Once the Firebases were destroyed, the Troop Transports rushed into the U.S base and dropped the commandos outside Strategy Centre.

Kevyn dropped off Eric, Fabriz, Lejon and Jian Yang outside the Strategy centre before flying off to make sure that no one would bother them meanwhile.

The whole group bashed in the main doors, and as one stormed through the Strategy Centre.

Darren made full use of his suit, using Tesla Blasts to melt through blast doors and to fry the various guards and scientists he met on the way.

Unfortunately, at one point, Darren activated both his Tesla bolt and his energy shield at the same time, resulting in the following message appearing on Darren's HUD.

WARNING: LEFT UPPER AXIAL LIMB OVERHEATING. TEMPERATURE 476 KELVIN AND RISING...
WARNING: LEFT UPPER AXIAL LIMB OVERHEATING. TEMPERATURE 529 KELVIN AND RISING...

Therefore, at one point, Kevin, Julian, Jian Yang, Bryan and Samuel happened to see Darren running past them madly waving his left hand around in a vain attempt to extinguish the bright blue flames engulfing it.

As Kevin watched, Darren ran out of the Strategy Centre, smashed a hole in a nearby water tank, and jump in.
Bryan went see if he was ok.
The rest of them progressed through the Strategy Centre, looking for the room where Ken Wei was being interrogated.

When they burst into the room, Ken Wei looked up in annoyance.
"Havent you ever heard of knocking? Cant you see Im busy here? Oh. Its you guys. Err... Hi?"
"Very funny Vice-Admiral. Our job is to extract you, so would the nice female officer please errrmmm.... remove herself from The Vice-Admirals person? We have a job to do. Thanks."

Nobody's War, Chapter 17

2005-02-23T21:42:00.000+08:00

[ China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 0600 hours]
The class was woken up in the morning by a jubilant Jian Yang.
"I'M ALIVEEEEE!!!!!!!!!"
"We will change that if you dont shut up this instant."

Jian Yang so caught up in the happiness at his own recovery that he didnt notice.
"Wahhaaa! I can go with you guys on the mission now!"

Everyone moaned.

They were presently joined by Lejon.
" Hello guys, Ive finished my CWO and am ready for active duty."

Everyone moaned again.

The Admiral came over.

Well, I see you are all ready and are having a nice reunion. Good. You soldiers have completed your training. Its time to set out.

"YAY!!!"
Everyone cheered.

Now, to strengthen your commando teams, you will be joined by some of your instructors. Namely, Corporal Eric Lee and Major Fabriz Tong. They will be in charge of infiltrating the base and causing a diversion while you 10 soldiers storm the American Strategy centre and extract Vice-Admiral Ken Wei. Your pilot will be Lance Corporal Kevyn Lim. Fabriz and Eric may choose a few of you to help them with the diversion. You will leave this outpost at 0800 hours sharp, so go get ready.

Everyone gathered around Fabriz and Eric. Fabriz started off.
"I need 2 volunteers to help me with the explosives."

Jian Yang and Lejon immediately raised their hands.
"Err.... anyone else?"

Everyone kept deadly silent, so quiet Kevin could hear a pin drop.
Lejon's miniguns firing pin dropped out of its barrel, making a *ping* sound as it hit the concrete.
It was followed by the nut, the bolt cam, the trigger, a bullet and the rest of the bolt carrier assembly.
*ping* *ping* *ping* *ping* *ping* *ping* *ping*
"Oops."

Fabriz turned to them again, having finished his coffee.
"Errmmm..... Very well, Jian Yang and Lejon you two come with me to the canteen, I will instruct you on your mission, and get another coffee while we are at it."

The three of them strolled off.

Eric looked at all of them and winced.
"Uhhh.... well, so who wants to join my squad? We will infiltrate the base and extract some vital information from the Strategy Centre."

Yet again, no one reacted.
"Bother. Forget it."

Just then, They were all mesmerised by a passing Helix attempting a reverse stall loop.
And they all winced as the pilot overstalled and smashed the Helix into the ground tail first.
And were not surprised when Kevyn crawled out.
He was repentant again.
"Sorry bout that, the zombie on Metal Slug X on my GBA was gonna kill me, so I had to take my hands off the controls for a moment."
" Well, dont be sorry for us, be sorry for yourself, you landed the Helix on the Admirals favourite potted bonsai."
"Shit."
"I fully agree."

Nobody's War, Chapter 16

2005-02-22T01:08:00.000+08:00

[2km from China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 2100 hours]

Kevin and the others had heard Darren's last words before he had been hit by his own orbital strike and were somewhat amused.
"Talk about famous last words."

The class got into Corporal Timothy Leong's supply truck, and they drove over to the blast site at such a low speed, that only his rickety old supply truck , which looked and handled like it was held together by nothing but spit and rust, could manage it.

2 hours later, they arrived at the 1km distant blast site.

"That, was a rather leisurely drive."
"Haha, count yourself lucky the engine didnt fall out this time."
“Im reassured.”

They strolled over to the spot where unsurprisingly, Darren was found unconscious in a huge crater which looked like it had been scooped out of the surface of the Earth.
They hoisted him into the supply truck.
The supply trucks struts and suspension mechanisms snapped and the truck collapsed, sending up a cloud of dust.
"Bother."
"Someone call a Helix."
"Ill do it."

Timothy whipped out his standard corporals issue satellite phone and autodialed the base.
“Ok, Helix will be here soon. Meanwhile, we sit tight and try not to get our brains fried by the sun."

They all sat down on the back of the supply truck and stared into the sky, watching for the Helix.
"Its too quiet."
"Its called a desert for a reason, Patrick."
“I see…”

4 hours, 7 bottles of mineral water, 4 canteens and 1 trucks reserve water tank later, the stranded soldiers spotted the Assault Helix against the bleak sky and jumped for joy.

The Helix landed in front of the truck, its downdraft blowing the hot sand directly into their wide staring eyes.

“OW!!!”
The pilot was repentant.
“Wheeee… that was fun, how many grains did I get in?”
“Uh… Right, very nice of you, can we get on now?”
“Of course.”

And so they hoisted the unconscious Darren onto the Helix, strapped themselves in, and The Assault Helix lifted off as gently as a battleship out of water.

“Ok people, I’m your pilot for this ride and I am Lance Corporal Kevyn Lim.”
“Hey, you have the same name as I do!”
“No, yours has an I but mine has a y in the place of the I.”
“Uh... Ok.”

Kevin looked out of the view port and saw plumes of black smoke in the distance.

“Something going on?”
“Yes, The GLA have been suicide bombing our perimeter defences. But due to budget cuts and staff layoffs on our part, they mostly destroyed empty bunkers and decommissioned gatling cannons.”
“How sad.”
“Indeed. We can’t wait for the next wave to arrive. Then they’ll be helping us decommission our old supply trucks which we disguised as Overlord tanks. Free scrapping services, we place in position they blow up and we retrieve the pieces.”
“Nice.”

The Assault Helix was over flying a small canyon when an RPG hit its undercarriage.

“Argh, not again, stick your minigun out of the view port and kill the over fanatic bastard will ya?”
“Sure thing.”

Julian looked out of the view port, sighted once, fired a single Toxin RPG he brought from the base, and the rest heard a muffled explosion. They looked at him.
“Just a bomb truck next to the RPG Trooper, nothing to worry about.”
“Very well. Good work.”

Just then, a hail of lead perforated the Assault Helix’s Main rotors.
“Shit it’s the Quad cannons.”
“Obviously.”

To attempt to dodge the wall of bullets, Kevyn then attempted to perform a series of aerial maneuvers with the 30 Ton Assault Helix helicopter that would have made a stunt plane pilot’s stomach drop.

Needless to say, he only succeeded in tearing off the Helix’s main rotor, causing it to go into free fall.

They landed on the parade square like a constipated bull rhino, smashing no less than 40% of the tiles on the parade ground.
The Admiral was there; he looked at the crashed Helix and raised one eyebrow.

Report for Re-education training first thing next morning Lance Corporal.

The Demons of Isurdia

2005-02-20T18:50:00.000+08:00

We are the Demons of Isurdia,
The saviours of this world,
The ones of cleansing fire,
Our standards are unfurled.

We spurn our creators,
They are the Unclean,
We bring to them war,
The worst theyve ever seen.

Their courage is pathetic,
Their honour non-exsistent,
Their wit antiseptic,
Their soldiers delinquent.

Yet they sally forth again,
With unholy blade and shield,
They bring our soldiers pain,
They raze and we rebuild.

Our magnificient volcanoes,
Our bubbling sulphur pools,
Our lovely brimstone coves,
Our Isurdia it rules.

They infringe upon our glorious land,
They throw themselves before our gates,
They die in the hundreds by our hand,
They know it is their only fate.

They rally to their standard,
In the thousands they now come,
The numbers are absurd,
We only can kill some.

Their cannons do break down our walls,
Their swords our soldiers rend,
Their unholy mail breaks their falls,
Their shields our blows do fend.

I watched as a comrade of mine,
A great general, a worthy friend,
Die beneath an unholy find,
Fall to rest in his final den.

The light fled from his burning eyes,
The heat from his flaming blade,
As his spirit from his body rise,
A short prayer for him I said.

I stood up again to face the horde,
My fiery axe in my hand,
The tide of unclean I will ford,
Until my head does touch this land.

Disclaimer: This is Demon's eye view, so do not mistake my intention. As Mr. Alvin Tan says, must look at all points of view lol XD.

The Proctor of Isurdia

2005-02-19T21:24:00.000+08:00

I stand here again, after all these years,
The memories come flooding back.
I look down upon all my fears,
An Isurdia which has been sacked.

I look around this empty place,
Remembering the sound of childrens cries,
The harpers tune that provides solace,
The beggars with their depressed sighs.

But yet as i look around again,
I see nothing but pristine white,
Twas as it was so long ago,
That its a pain beholden sight.

The machines have kept this place so well,
When we left it was torn asunder,
But now it is a place of tinkling bells,
And sterile halls of glittering plunder.

But I envy them not, for when we left,
My comrades and fellow men,
Had vowed revenge upon the theft,
And began work there and then.

They slaved for the many years,
Decades of useless toil,
To summon what we had always feared,
A race of demons who burn and boil.

Our righteous fury will be complete,
Our lust for vengance will be sate,
For the machines future is indeed bleak,
The flaming demons will not abate.

The fiery demons march on land,
They will burn all that block their way,
The machines will not even stand,
The demons cannot be kept at bay.

Even now the machines rally there,
To the wailing sounds of their klaxon,
The tortured shriek of heated air,
Upon which their missiles borne.

The demons march relentless forth,
Tearing through metal and rock and glass,
Ignoring all they did morph,
While the machines strived to stop their pass.

I do not want to see this bane,
Tis a repeat of the years ago,
Isurdia is destroyed again,
The machines reap what they did sow.

Now I leave them to their hopeless cause,
To reclaim what was always mine,
The Proctor's Crown, Gold embossed,
Which when I fled, had left behind.

The Defenders of Isurdia

2005-02-19T11:16:00.000+08:00

The machines grow ever near,
As we expected, as we thought,
We will not think it queer,
We never helped our allies fought.

The machines grow ever near,
Their threads plow the barren ground,
Their marching thunder in our ears,
The earth trembles before the sound.

The machines grow ever near,
They entreaty us to give up hope,
They want to take what we hold dear,
And around our necks theyll place the rope.

As the machines batter upon our wall,
We know that our fate has come,
Our days have past where we stand tall,
And fate will now strike us dumb.

The machines grow ever near,
We know our walls will never stand.
We stand our ground and will not fear,
While we fight our last upon this land.

Copyright to Kevin Ng.

Nobody's War, Chapter 15

2005-02-18T21:01:00.000+08:00

[2km from China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 1900 hours]

"I still think the previous owner of this suit had a wry sense of humor. All the voice activated weapons are set on vulgarities and obcenities."

Darren's radio crackled to life.
"Haha, but its really a good thing you managed to get the translation systems online, if not, you would definitely have to learn german."
"Ill select the target now?"
"No problem."

Darren looked at an object in the distance, while the others watched from about a mile or so away.
"Hmmm.... that would do. Here goes nothing. Omfg."

Target flagged for orbital assault.

In space, an ancient creaking satellite groaned and crackled to life. After a few beeps, it confirmed it was still operational. Scanning the ground below, it located the flagged target, and released a powerful heat shockwave. As the wave traveled down, air swirled around and crackled, and it finally slammed into the ground, burning the target to a crisp.

Darren staggered up. He had flown 15 metres from his original position and had slammed rather unceremoniously into a large cactus. He looked at the mountain peak that he'd flagged.
It didn't seem to exist anymore.

"Oh. My. God."
Target Locked.
"NO NO TARGET UNLOCK TARGET UNLOCK SHIIIIIIT"
A second blast vaporized the cactus in front of him, and incinerated what was left of the surrounding area...
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An insistent beeping woke Darren from his comatose state. He looked at its source on the HUD.
"You have got to be kidding me..."
Warning: Catastrophic failure of cooling systems. Overheating…
"My luck CANNOT be that bad."
Shutdown sequence initiated…
"@#$%"

Nobody's War, Chapter 14

2005-02-17T19:07:00.000+08:00

[China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 1500 hours]

Kevin watched as Darren plugged the suit into the power socket.
"Cant you just take it off if its so hot?"
"Well.... you see, I have been trying, but I believe it has bound itself to me somehow, because I have encountered a *slight* difficulty in trying to get it off."
"Meaning what?"
"It tries to kill me."
"Oh, I see...."

After Darren recharged the suit, Julian and Kevin managed to convince him to report the incident to the authorities.

After they informed the Admiral, he was somewhat bemused.

I bet you didnt read the manual did you? Then again, it IS in German, so nevermind. No loss anyway, because that suit was to be given to the leader of the commando squad, but since you've worn it, and we havent selected a leader, -he shrugged- you can be the leader then
Now run along and practice using the suit.

"thank you, sir."
No problem soldier.

Kevin and Julian walked back to the canteen, with Darren close in tow. They then asked Darren what the suit could do.
"I dont know yet, still trying to figure out this interface and set the settings."
"I see."
"Hey, whats this, I see a number 1 and a question mark along with some german and a button i can click on."
"Dont click it yet."
"Meep."
They heard some whirring and clicking sounds from the helmet of the suit. They all heard a mechanical voice, apparently from the suit, announce:
Setting Confirmed.
"Oh dear me, Darren, I think something bad happened."

Just then, Lejon came running towards them.
"Hey guys, whats the commotion here?"
"Oh, nothing."
"But i heard the Admiral say something about some functions of the suit being voice activated."
"But Darren didn't say anything, did he?"
" Well, he did say something."
"What? What did he say?"
The three of them looked at Darren. Lejon said:
" Say it now or else no lunch for you for today."
"But I want lunch!"
"Then say it."
"I said Meep."

A huge lightning bolt arced from Darrens armoured guantlet to Lejon's chest, causing his uniform to burst into flame and him to collapse unconscious.

"Talk about selective reinforcement."
"At least now we know what that does."
"Indeed we do. Meep."

A pair of lightning bolts arced out from his hands to convert a nearby cactus into a mass of carbon compounds.

" I like this suit."
" I can empathise."

Nobody's War, Chapter 13

2005-02-16T21:39:00.000+08:00

[China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 1300 hours]

Everyone waited "anxiously" for the medic to infrom them about Jian Yang's condition. Meanwhile, they played cards, mahjong and chinese chess with each other, went to recover some fried chicken from the wreckage of the Cargo plane, drank the canteen's coffee(or what passed for coffee there), chatted with the female medical staff, and basically went around doing their own stuff.

Julian was bored. He suggested to Kevin that they go check out the " ol' parti cannons", to which Kevin had no objections.

Kevin, Darren and Julian marched over to the warehouse where the stolen particle cannons were kept, but the door was padlocked shut.

Darren took a step forward, muttered an incantation under his breath which sounded like: "heresstochinesearmypadlocksss"
and tapped the 5 inch wide padlock with his index finger.
The padlock disintegrated in a cloud of rust.

The trio stepped cautiously into the musky room. Sunlight filtered in through the lone skylight on the roof, highlighting the tremdous amount of dust in the air.
There was a single supply truck in the centre of the entire warehouse, surrounded by the particle cannons in neat rows.

They each took one and placed it on a trolley. while Darren was doing so, he accidentally bumped the canvas covering the rear of the supply truck. The canvas fell off, revealing an ancient full- body armour suit which looked like a cross between a Nazgul's and a Tesla Trooper's.

Darren looked at the swastikas emblazoned on it and the " Property of Castle Wolfenstein" and "Achtung" labels.
He immediately donned the suit.

And so, Kevin and Julian were quite perplexed when, instead of Darren, what they could only describe as a "walking museum artefact" emerged from the warehouse hand-carrying the 110kg prototype particle cannon.

"What in the crap is that?"
"That, is what I call past meets future...."
" Out of point, Kevin."
"Should I talk to it?"
"What else? Shoot it? You can, you know, it only has the most powerful hand-held weapon on the face of the earth. Nothing much to worry about, ne?"

Darren interrupted the jolly debate by removing his helmet.
"What the......"
"If you guys are done squabbling, you can get me to the nearest power socket, the air conditioning in this suit has like totally run outta power. Its FSCKING HOT IN HERE!"
"Okay okay, just stop waving the particle cannon in front of my face, its not particularily safe."
"Oh, yeah."

sigh.

2005-02-15T20:41:00.000+08:00

too much work to update today ppl, sorry bout that.
but heres a poem I wrote inpromptu ( in 5 mins lol)
that currently just about sums up my mood:

Twas too much to take, to much to pay.
Too much in askance, whatever you say,
That I would not give up, no matter the prize,
No matter the value, no matter the size.

Twas because of this, i stopped it at all,
Realized my error, saw my downfall.
So i made it good, i made it swift
So as not to make too much of a rift.

But yet again, i was only half right,
For my previous thoughts were not insights.
The guilt of thus would fade one day,
But as for the memory i cannot say.

But for now, this is the cure,
The only way to make it pure.
For i depend upon this veneer,
Even if it would make me queer.

I have promised people many things,
And though my words may take wing,
Those promises I intend to keep,
And from them I will not creep.

Nobody's War, Chapter 12

2005-02-14T21:24:00.000+08:00

[China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 1000 hours]

Major Fabriz watched as the commandos-in-training fired off the last of their RPGs.
“Ok soldiers, considering the fact that about 40% of you are proficient at RPG’s now, I will move on to the usage of The Anthrax Gamma C4 packs.”

“Now, Each pack of C4 contains 4kg of the plastic explosive and 1kg of Anthrax Gamma. Now, Anthrax Gamma, as the name suggests, is Anthrax, just in case your puny minds failed to assimilate that fact. Secondly, I will say this very slowly, Anthrax… is… NOT….Good… for… your… health. I repeat, NOT GOOD FOR YOUR HEALTH. Understood? So I don’t want anyone trying to eat it or anything. The last time someone tried that, he dissolved into a viscous pink liquid, so If you people enjoy that, then you are welcome to try some, of course, you would then have to pay the cleaners in advance.”

Everyone agreed that they wouldn’t eat the anthrax.

“Good, so, I want you people to practice the placement of the C4 charges on the sand dunes. Oh, and I apologise in advance for the instruction manuals, cos they’re all written in Sanskrit.”

Kevin watched as Jian Yang picked up one of the manuals and flipped through it, and suddenly Jian Yang cried out:
“ This ain’t Sanskrit! This is Aramaic!”
“Ooooo…. Big difference, now shut up.”

“Remember class, The C4 plastic explosive is your friend. You must treat it with the respect it deserves.”

Everyone moved over to grab a C4 pack and ran over to their respective bombing sites in the sand dunes. Then they set their C4 timers and scrambled to the relative safety of the base.

One by one, the C4 packs blew up, tossing sand and anthrax into the air.

Suddenly, there was a loud vvvrrrroooom and the class was astonished to see a GLA attack cycle driven by a Terrorist drive by, stop at one of the yet unexploded (but still ticking) Anthrax Gamma C4s, pick it up, exclaim something in Arabic, strap it onto his back in exchange for his regular C4 pack, which he stowed on his bike.
He then drove rapidly into the distance.

“Wow, that was really smart of him.”
“No shit man.”

The class shrugged and were about to continue their training when, there was a *whump* and a small pink mushroom cloud appeared in the distance, coincidentally in the last known vector of the Terrorist cycle.

“Somehow, I expected that.”
“Damn straight.”

By now, all the C4s had exploded. Except for Jian Yang’s. No doubt Jian Yang was miffed, because he apparently took it as a personal insult, marching up to the C4 in a huff, and, pointing his minigun(with loudspeaker attached) at it, and shouting in a disrespectful tone:
“DETONATE NOW OR I WILL SHOOT YOU!”

The C4 glady obliged.

“Now class, see the consequences of not treating your C4 with the respect it deserves?”

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2005-02-14T19:20:00.000+08:00

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Nobody's War, Chapter 11

2005-02-13T18:28:00.000+08:00

[China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 0900 hours]

The Admiral looked at the smoking wreckages of the King Raptors, Commanches, the large bomber and the cargo plane full of Kentucky Fried Chicken.

Hmmm.... I'd say you soldiers passed this one. Let's move on to the next portion of the training then. Professor David, you may take your leave now, your helicopter will transport you back to the American base $US100,000 richer. Thanks for your help.

" No, thank you Sir, thanks to your transport, I'll be back in time for lunch, I love lunch."

And so David boarded his Helix II which soon disappeared over the horizon.

Well, that was... oh well, next stage in your training, This - points to thin mustachioed man on his left- is Major Fabriz Tong, he is a world- renowned demolition's expert. He will be instructing you today on the use of your demolition weapons. Let this be as good as the previous training and I will grant you soldiers extra lunch time.

"Now soldiers, good work with the particle cannons, I was watching. Quite a fireworks display, though I doubt the United States would be amused at having their Red Cross planes specifically targeted. But thats another matter."
"Now, here we have a bunch of special Anthrax Gamma RPGs, Advanced Demo Traps, Booby Traps and Anthrax Gamma Terrorist C4 packs we obtained from the GLA's annual garage sale at a 60% discount."

He pointed to a four- metre tall pile of assorted explosives.

"Err... Sir, isn't that a lot of firepower to carry for a 10 man commando team?"
"Ah, sorry bout that, got carried away when I saw the discount signs. Also, Your Admiral accidentally added an extra zero at the end of my budget, so yeah..."

"Anyway, you all see those barrels in the sand dunes in the distance? Yes, I want you all to grab one RPG and practice your aiming on them. I'm going for a drink."

At that, The Major left them. Gleefully, everyone grabbed an RPG from the pile and started blasting away at the sand dunes in the distance, completely missing the barrels 93% of the time.

Lejon was smug: " I will beat all of you, because I ROCK!! MUHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

While laughing maniacally, he accidentally tripped and fell over his own feet, and in doing so set off his RPG. Everyone watched as the rocket flew upwards, stopping only to smash into the tail rotor of a patrolling Helix II, causing it to spiral out of control and crash into the desert.

The silence was broken by the sound of a cup shattering on the floor. Everyone turned around to see Major Fabriz Tong standing there, mouth agape, staring at the grounded Helix in the distance, his cup in pieces, his coffee split all over the floor.

"Private Lejon Chua... You just ruined my Helix's paint job..."
"But I hit something!"
"Yes, you hit a nice 200 hour Corrective Work Order, courtesy of me."
"But..."
" Report to the Admiral for your canteen duty now."

And everyone watched as Lejon trudged off dejectedly back to the base, and only a few caught him, when Fabriz's back was turned, suddenly break into a run for the canteen, screaming someting that sounded suspiciously like:
" More food for meeeeeeeee!!!! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!!"

Nobody's War, Chapter 10

2005-02-12T21:17:00.000+08:00

[China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 0600 hours]
" If the Admiral follows Jian Yang's proposal for the *ahem* 'improvements', I will personally see that his daily ration of sub sandwiches would be cut off."
" Comon Julian, don't be so mean, although I agree that the meat substitute proposition was a bit overboard."
" Here comes the Admiral, be quiet!"

The Admiral strolled up, this time flanked by a bodyguard and a spiky haired bespectacled man in a lab coat.

Good morning soldiers! This is your instructor for the Day, Professor David Chan. He will instruct you on the usage of the whatchamacallit-(David wishpers in Admiral's ear)-- oh yes the parti cannon thingy. So, have fun soldiers!

"Okay soldiers. Today, you will learn how to use your particle cannons"
" Sir, I have a question. What are particle cannons and how do they work?"
"Particle cannons are, well..."
And he went on to give a long lecture, beginning with the birth of Einsteinian physics since the revision of temporalism by the Intervalists, and ending with the general conceptual framework of the particle cannon.
"So the cannon works," Julian said, " By ideas?"

"No, no, no, no"
"But you hadn't even talked about how we are going to use it."
David knew he could run rings around them with his einsteinian physio-philosophico-techo-natter.
He did so at once.
His Germanic accent did not make his explanations clearer either.
He went on about coherence and meta-intervals, and at last said:
" Okay class, let's go testfire the cannons."
"Uh...... okay."

The whole class trooped over to the edge of the base, where they stopped and stared and at an array of incredibly complex machines which each had more buttons, dials, levers, guages, switches and monitors than the control room of a nuclear reactor.

Professor David walked up to one, held it steady with one hand and set the settings with the other faster than the eye could see. He then set the machine on the ground and adjusted its firing arc to 48.765374592 degrees off horizontal (At least that was the numbers kevin managed to read before Jian Yang blocked his vision.)

" In exactly 4.7582039607 seconds, the cannon wil.."

BZZZAPPPPPPPPP!!!

A huge blue-white beam lanced out into the distant sky, and after a few moments, they heard the the unmistakable popping sounds of secondary explosions.

"Oops, I think I just fried a migrating flock of American King Raptors."
"Perfect... Someone call the Admiral to tell him to be expecting vistors please....."

Patrick volunteered for the task and immediately rushed off in the general direction of the base, in the process tripping over no fewer than 9 sunbathing hackers, who werent too pleased at him spoiling their tan....

The rest of the class quickly turned away from the ugly scene and tried to concentrate on david's instructions.

" Now class, I want each of you to test your particle cannons on that cargo plane flying overhead and on the American Fighter- Bomber- Spectre Gunship- Assualt helicopter attack squadrons you can see heading towards us over the horizon. Oh yes, those who aren't so confident can practice on the Red Cross planes flanking them, they're somewhat slower. Hurry, they'll be past us any minute now."

And so, The class began their task of setting up the cannons, and thus began firing wildy at the american air squadrons , who were none too amused to have their own stolen weapons fired at them.

Lejon managed to score a hit on an extremely large bomber flying overhead. The beam completely sheared off its left wing, sending it crashing into the sand dunes near to the base.
"YEAH! I ROCKZORZ!!!!!"
"Yup, that was only like the biggest flying object in the Southern Hemisphere, must be really hard to hit at point blank range indeed."

The American airforce decided to retreat and ponder this new development by the chinese, leaving behind them the wreckages of many Red Cross planes( which the class liked to use as target practice because of the built in target boards - think red cross- and their comparitively lower airspeed.) , their large bomber, and a few King Raptors and commanches and a Cargo plane full of live, but now thoroughly fried, chickens.

Nobody's War, Chapter 9

2004-09-19T13:45:00.000+08:00

[China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 1600 hours]

"Well that wasnt so bad, was it?"
"Well, not exactly. "

Eric had broken down after the fourth candidate, passing the rest of them just as he was being ferried to the medics on his stretcher.

The Admiral was rather amused.

Well, at least that provided some entertainment value. Anyway, since this course has been err.... completed, we shall move on to the next stage of your training. It would be greatly appreciated if sub sandwiches and other such items not be consumed during training, those are for breaktimes, are you all clear? Now I leave you for the rest of today to rest.

YES SIR! THANK YOU SIR! Everyone scrambled towards the canteen, anxious to get to it before Jian Yang did.

At the canteen, Kevin sat down with the rest to enjoy the home brewed coffee, which of course was most definitely not made with coffee beans.
"Oh my God! who makes coffee with tapioca and sweet potato!?!"
Jian Yang was prompt to answer:
"This is a perfectly reasonable and cost-effective alternative to coffee beans, milk and sugar, which are comparitively expensive by the gram to volume ratio. I'm glad the admiral took my advice on this."
"OMFG I WILL KILL YOU JIAN YANG!!!!!"
It took no fewer than 9 people to stop Julian from ripping Jian Yang's head off.

Of course, Jian Yang was completely oblivious to this objection and continued speaking.
"And I've a new idea, we can cut costs for the Chinese army further by replacing the tapioca with asparagus and perhaps we can use rainwater as well"

Half the people in the canteen blanched.
Proud of himself,and yet again ignorant of the glowering solders, Jian Yang continued:

"Also, The Admiral is pondering my proposal to replace the meat in all meat dishes with the equivalent weight in edible insects, which for your information consist of ants, certain beetles and moths, scorpions and termites, all of which can be gathered from the deserts around us, thus reducing costs for meat products to virtually nil. Not only that, they are higher in protein content per gram!"

As one, The Chinese soldiers threw him into the waste recycling bin,

headfirst.

Nobody's War, Chapter 8

2004-09-15T22:00:00.000+08:00

[China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 1000 hours]

Kevin gathered with the other volunteers in the parade square.

"Waddya think is our training?"
"I've got a vague idea, and it aint good."
"Well thats just swell."

Kevin watched as the Admiral walked up to them, flanked by two soldiers.

All here? Good.
Boys, This is your training instructor for today.

*points at short soldier on left.*

His name is Corporal Eric Lee. He will be training and testing you on infiltration tactics today. Recruits who fare badly in tests may be kicked out.
I'll leave you guys now. Do not disappoint me.

Eric turned to them.

"Ok guys, lets move over to a place with some shade."

So the whole lot moved over to a tree and sat underneath it.

"First, we introduce each other. I want all of you to introduce yourselves to each other."

And so they all stood up to introduce themselves.
Of the people that they hadnt met before, there was Private Samuel Loke, Cadet Lejon Chua, Private Patrick Leow and a bunch of other privates whose names Kevin couldn't remember.

"Ok, all done? Good. Now, we will have our first training session. Read through this booklet and wear this suit."

Kevin took the booklet and the black suit which looked like something out of a Matrix movie.
"Ok..."

He spent 15 minutes reading the book and concluded that he was utterly stumped.

Everyone concurred.

"Ok. Nevermind about the book then. Just watch me. You must be able to do the same thing to pass."

Everyone followed him to the bush that Kevin and Darren had hid behind the previous night.

"Now, We wait."

18 minutes later, a female soldier ran into to toilet, and Eric swang into action. He took a running start towards the female toilet, jumped and pressed a button on the wrist of his suit.

And disappeared from sight.

Kevin and Darren gaped, Julian just smiled.
"Holy crap! We've got stealth suits?"
"I guess, but why is he going into the girls toilet? Isn't that like against the law or something?"
"This is a black op d00d. Besides, you would like it, wouldn't you?"
"uh. not really."

3 minutes later, the female soldier walked out, followed closely by Eric. Eric grinned as he walked up to them and tossed them a picture.

everyone gathered round to look at it.
And their eyes bulged. A couple of privates were spotted licking their lips.

"Now you do it. Volunteers?"

No one raised their hand.

"Great, this always happens. You there! Yes, take this digital camera and go in. Get a picture exactly like mine and you'll pass."

Private Julian smiled and strolled after a girl walking into the toilet.

He was out in one minute.

With the girl on his arm.

Eric stared at the girl.
"Uh... You have the picture?"
"Not really."
"Well... I guess I can pass you... on the account of your friend here."
Julian smiled.

"Well then, whos next? no volunteers again? Sigh. Einy mieny miney mo, You!"

Kevin thought Jian Yang looked petrified. He was moving very stiffly towards the toilet.

Eric looked at him for a moment, sighed, and shouted after him.
"Oi! You forgot to turn on your suit!"
"..oo..hh..hoo..kka...y"
"Sigh."

Everyone gathered round Erics comlink, where they could hear Jian Yangs heavy breathing.

"I think he'll probably alert the girl with his bad breath or something."

They saw a girl walk into the toilet, and heard her open the door of a cubicle.
"Hey, I think Jian Yangs on the celing above her cubicle!"
"Yes, He is."
"Then why isn't he taking pictures?"
"I dunno, whats that crunching sound?"

They listened, and heard a distinct sound of crunching lettuce.
"Uhh... Jian Yang, what are you doing?"
"I'm eating my sub sandwich."
"Uhh..."
"Whoa!!!!argh!!"

They heard a scraping sound and winced as they heard the loud thump of a heavy person dropping on a person, And a very shrill scream.

Everyone winced at the resounding slap that followed.

Eric sighed and wrote on his clipboard. Failed.

"Sigh. Next."

The rest of them waited in apprehension, this was gonna be a long day indeed...

Arent I bored?

2004-09-15T19:31:00.000+08:00

We were kinda bored during math period so we wrote these for fun.

Disclaimer: Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental.

Cleaning the Class

Keep the swords, close the blinds,
Clear the cupboard, stow the mines,
Sweep the floor, wipe the door,
Wash the board before the teachers roar.
The class is filthy, so they said,
Clean it up or lose your head.

Shut the projector, off the lights,
Turn off the air-con before its night.
Roll up the garrotes, store the bows,
Make sure the tables are in rows.
Good Work class, so ends the day,
Keep it tidy or here you'll stay.

Exam Preparations

It is impossible, thy cannot fail,
For if you do then I will rail
Context Questions, they are your bane,
You must get them right to keep me sane.

Get them in order, hand up the files,
Or I'll dash your head upon the tiles.
Heres your mock, do it well,
Or I swear your handphone I will sell.

Paper cards and plastic swords,
Cardboard armour and wooden rods.
The Exams are here, these have to go,
I care not if they're thrown or sold.

Wake up your brains, Pull up your socks,
Or your marks will go down the rocks.
Start your revision, read your notes,
And for heaven's sake remember your quotes!

Recess Wars

Slash! Parry! Jab! Duck!
Win this battle for your monarch.
Oh, they win? This is war.
This is one where no teacher saw.

Strap on your armour, Ready your swords,
Battle axes and wooden rods.
Scatter the mines, draw back your bows,
This defence line I'm sure we'll hold.

Build a barricade, use the tables,
I bet we'll go down in Aesop's Fables.
Ready All! The enemy approaches!
Watch closely as we crush their soldiers.

Left flank fire, right flank advance.
Shoot their calvary, kill their grunts.
Glee All! the attacks repelled,
At defence we have thus excelled.

Sally forth! Have no fear!
Destroy everything that they hold dear.
Smash their walls, batter their doors,
Shout until your voice's hoarse.

They want a truce? Stow the thought,
For our effort would then be nought.
Run forth! Do not crawl,
Push them back against the wall.

Alas, a teacher has seen this scene,
And is now trying to intervene.
Retreat! Fall back! We cannot fight,
Against a foe with unlimited might.

And thus this battle is a draw,
Although the ratio's ten-on-four
But with our class, its safe to say,
That there'll be another battle, another day.

Copyright to Edward Ong and I. (As if anyone wants to copy. lol) :-P

Nobody's War, Chapter 7

2004-09-14T20:58:00.000+08:00

[China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 800 hours]
Rise and shine boys, theres a whole new day ahead of us.

"urgh, really shouldnt have stayed up so late."
"well, look on the bright side, we wouldnt have spotted julian if we didnt stay up. and the chicken wings were good too."
"Yeah I guess."

The barracks and war factory had been rebuilt. The dozer also built 3 new nuclear power plants a short distance away from the base. And it also built 6 more gattling cannons around the base and repaired the bunkers.

Kevin, with Darren, Julian, Timothy and Bryan, went over to thank the driver of the dozer. He introduced himself as Cadet Sean Lim.

"Hi guys, this is my first assignment. I hope to be a construction manager later on."
"Oh, thats nice. want a drink?"
"Why not? its my break time anyway."

So they went to the makeshift canteen behind the war factory, and got some drinks.

The Admiral that had newly arrived gave them a new briefing in the assembly tent.

Good morning soldiers. We have a change of plan. The base we were supposed to bail out has fallen to the Americans. We now have a new mission.

*points to projector screen, which is screening a couple of satellite images.*

This was a battle with the Americans a few days ago.
Now, as you can see, this particular soldier is fighting quite well. then, in this slide, you can see a female Marine pass his line of sight, then he suddenly drops his weapon and starts following her.
She realises he is following her and walks back into her base and into the Strategy Centre. Now, for those of you who don't know, the Strategy Centre is where the Americans interrogate their prisoners.
Now, this is a Satellite photo taken of the place yesterday. As you can see, the soldier is currently lounging on a beach chairon top of the Strategy Centre , with the female marine on top of him, unfortunately, the sensor array on the Strategy Centre is blocking our view of what exactly is happening.

There were several shouts of "Bastard" and "Traitor" from the female members of the assembly.

Now quiet girls. Ok. This soldier is Vice- Admiral Tan Ken Wei. He knows many secrets that we must protect in the interests of the motherland. The Premier knows Ken Wei's nature, so he wants him extracted from the Americans grasp as soon as possible, before he releases any more secrets. And so, we are currently calling for volunteers to man a SpecOps squad to extract him. They will recieve training soon. Ken Wei will be extracted the day after tommorrow.
Any volunteers?

Kevin, Darren, Jian Yang, James, Julian and Jono volunteered along with some others.

Ok, good. Assemble at the parade square at 1000 hours sharp for your first training.

Ok.

2004-09-14T16:42:00.000+08:00

Ok. Ken Wei has requested to be the main star, so ive decided to grant his wish.
He is the Vice-Admiral who has a tendency to follow female comrades in the heat of battle with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. His idea, of course.

Nobody's War, Chapter 6

2004-09-14T16:16:00.000+08:00

[China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 2325 hours]
11:25pm

Kevin munched on his chicken wing while Darren continued roasting more over the campfire.

"So they postponed the mission?"
"Of course. its too late."
"Want a chicken wing? I'm full."
"Ok. And whos that?"

They watched as a stealthy figure in camouflage uniform crept out of one of the barracks and towards an outhouse.

"Must be a guy going for a leak."
"But isn't that like the female toilet?"
"Perhaps its just a female hacker."
"Can't be."
"Why?"
"Cos its Julian."
"uhhh... maybe we should go check."

They sneaked over to a bush near the outhouse and peeked over it.

5 minutes later, a female minigunner strolled over to the toilet and let herself in.

"Ha, Julians screwed now, listen for screams."
"I dunno, this is suspicious."
"You find everything suspicious, Kevin."

15 minutes later

The female minigunner walked out of the toilet.

"What?!? No screams?"
"Dang."
"And here I thought Julian had found a partner."
"Oh, shut up. Here he comes now."

Julian walked out of the toilet, and Darren called out to him.

"Hey julian! What were you doin in the girls toilet?"
"Umm..."
"And why the fuck are you carrying your digital camera at this time of the night?"
"I never leave home without it."
"Oh, right..."

"Oh, comon guys."
"Then what are you? a SpecOps guy?"
"well, no..."
"heh. then what exactly were you doing?eh??"
"I er... umm... I was uhh... oh nevermind. Just shut up about this."
"Oh we will, we will indeed."
"uhh... thats good then, good night."
"good night."

Kevin watched Julian's receding back.
"Should we tell sarge?"
"Of course not. We can blackmail him now."
"Uhh... we don't have any evidence."
"It doesn't matter. I'm off to the barracks, I'm tired."
"So am I. Goodnight."
"Goodnight."

And so, Kevin returned to his bunk and fell asleep nearly instantly.

And had the air knocked out of him when Jian Yang rolled off the bunk overhead and landed on him.
"Oi. stop that, you do that every night. Thats why i want a bunk change."
"whatever."
"and you can get off me now."
"oh."
"I suggest you get a railing for your bunk."
"We are all equal, therefore i cannot have more stuff on my bunk than yours."
"sigh... I give up. go back to sleep."
"But I'm not tired anymore!"
"I am. now GOOD NIGHT."
"But..."
"Shut up."

Nobody's War, Chapter 5

2004-09-13T20:24:00.000+08:00

[China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 2135 hours]

Darren was still interrogating the pilots when a series of explosions rocked the bunker.

"What the f...?"

Jono peeked out the firing slit, and blanched.

"Uh guys? I think there're a couple of comanches here."
"And why are you standing there?"
"oh."

"Ok guys, aim for the rear rotors or the missile racks."
"Got it."

Kevin watched as the platoon's fire caused a few comanches to spiral out of control and crash on the ground, yet another one exploded in mid-air as its missiles combusted.

The battle was over in 3 minutes.

"Those Americans are either very smart, or very stupid."
"HA. I told you their air force sucks!"
"No, Jian Yang. You said that their King Raptors suck, not their comanches."
"Whatever. I want my money back."
"Not a chance."

Jian Yang tried to use his loudspeaker on Darren.

Darren whacked him on the head again.

The radio crackled to life.
Ok boys, air raids over. You can come out of your bunkers now. HQ has sent us some reinforcements, they should be here very soon. Now, I want all of you to be on the parade square to recieve them in 5 minutes. Are you clear?

"YES SIR!"

Everyone scrambled for their miniguns and marched out of the bunker. On the way to the parade square, they passed many of the other bunkers, which were all surrounded by comanche wreckages.

"As I said, they're very stupid."

They marched into position on one half of the parade square and stood at attention.

They scanned the night sky for signs of movement.

There were none.

[China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 2215 hours] 40 minutes later.

Someone spotted some lights.

Slowly, the lights resolved into a squadron of 10 Helixes flying in delta formation.

"Finally."

"You there! Recruit! Yes you! Drop 50 now!"
"What?!? Why?!?"
"You still dare to argue? Ok then, no push-ups for you. Come and see me after this, and bring your wallet."
"Great."

Kevin tried to hide his smirk from Jono, whose face looked as if he just lost to Private Ryan Chan of the next platoon.

The Helixes landed neatly on the parade square, immediately on top of them. causing everyone to scramble to the opposite side.

A construction dozer and an ECM tank rolled out of the first one, and from the others, came a large assortment of infantry and supply trucks.

"Uhh... they sent us supply trucks?"
Kevin's and Darren's jaws dropped, even the captured pilots were sniggering.

"I think they must have their reason. Chinese always do things for a reason."
"Shut up Jian Yang."
Darren and Kevin said at the same time, and as one brought their miniguns down on Jian
Yang's head. He collapsed for the 3rd time that day.

"You know, this is getting to be routine."
"At least it works. Now shh.. the big guy with alot of medals on his chest is coming."

The group C.O went out to meet the commander of the landing Helixes.

"Good to see you sir."
"Good to see you Captain."
"Anything we can do for you sir?"
"Well, for one you can get my men some barracks."
"but sir..."
"Yes I know, why do you think I brought a dozer?"
"Oh."
"And one more, thing, I'm taking over command of this mission."
"What?"
"Yes. Now off you go."
"Yes sir."

And so the platoon mixed around with the new arrivals while their barracks were being rebuilt.
Kevin and Darren met up with a couple of new tank hunters practicing their aiming on some trees.
They introduced themselves as Private Bryan Lee and Private Julian Lee.

Together they watched as Jono tried to chat up a female hacker. And all winced as she used her briefcase to slug him in the balls.

One of the supply trucks drove by, nearly flattening Bryan and Julian.

"Hey! What the fuck do you think you're doing?!? didn't you pass your driving test?"

And the cryptic answer was:
"I passed the theory."

The driver then got out and introduced himself as Corporal Timothy Leong.
Julian was heard whispering to Bryan.
"Great. We're all outranked by a supply truck driver."

Just then James strolled along and offered to quiz them on their knowledge of the Chinese leather industry.

Everyone vanished pretty quickly.

so?

2004-09-13T05:15:00.000+08:00

so? hows it so far?
comments in the doodleboard on the right.

Nobody's war, Chapter 4

2004-09-12T13:30:00.000+08:00

[China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 2105 hours]

Darren looked out the firing slit, and his eyes widened.
"Hey Kev, look over here."
"What issit?"
"see those?"

Five silver streaks sped over the base in starburst formation.
"What the?!?"
They released large brown objects which slammed into the base buildings with loud thumps and then resolved into delta shaped aircraft.

The bombs burst and released large clouds of green gas.

"HOLY SHIT they're Aurora Alph..."

They turned around just in time to see 3 barracks, the War Factory, and the gattling cannon disentigrate in blinding white explosions.

Jian Yang stuck his minigun out of his firing slit and pointed it at the aircraft overhead.
He then spoke into the mike on his collar.
His loudspeaker blared.
"Surrender now and we will grant you POW status."

Darren sighed and smashed Jian Yang on the head with his minigun, which caused Jian Yang to collapse unconscious on the floor, then stuck his minigun out the slit and sprayed the Aurora Alphas overhead.

Kevin and the others did likewise.

4 Aurora Alphas exploded into large burning pieces, and 3 pilots ejected from their rides.

Led by Darren, the platoon trooped out to the landing pilots.
He used Jian yangs loudspeaker to address the pilots.
"You are now surrounded, surrender now and you will not be harmed."

A pilot began to draw his pistol.

Darren threw the loudspeaker, attached to the minigun, at him. the loudspeaker hit him on the head and instantly knocked him unconscious.

The other 2 pilots raised their hands in the air.

"Good. Now follow us."

The platoon led the 2 conscious pilots into the bunker, where they were bound by wires. the unconsious pilot was dragged into the bunker as well, where he was given a seat next to Jian Yang.

Darren started the interrogations.

"Ok, now, give me your names and rank . And your pistols."
" I'm Lieutenant-Colonel Jonathan Clemens Fitzgerald Mcclure of the 83rd Bombing division"
"I'm Lieutenant Guan Shouren of the same division"
"And the other guy is?"
"I've no idea, he's new."
"Just great."

The unconscious pilot woke up when Jian Yangs loudspeaker was used on him.
"Now, whats your name and rank?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"Because its good for your physical well being."
"Hmph, you cant hurt me, its against the Geneva convention."

Darren shot the pilot in the head.

"This ain't Geneva."

Nobody's War, Chapter 3

2004-09-11T05:14:00.000+08:00

[ Desert somewhere in the middle east, 1810 hours] 2 1/2 hrs after crash.

Kevin squinted into the distance, and was convinced that the heat was playing tricks with his eyes.
Am I dreaming, or is that a Chinese base?

" Land Ahoy!" Jono shouted with joy.

together they all rushed into the base, to find the other 20 odd Helix teams which had crashed were there as well. Kevin glanced around, and was overjoyed. Hey, theres a couple of assault troop transports over there, and a dragon tank over there, and theres an emperor overlord tank! YES! Transport at last!
The base buildings consisted of 4 barracks and a war factory flanking a parade square , surrounded by a ring of fortified bunkers, with a solitary gattling cannon in the centre.
The Sergeants conferred with each other, and decided to rest at the base for a while.

Kevin and his platoon were then given a briefing on their mission by the sergeants:
Ok boys, apparently we were ummmm.... "lucky", cos we were shot down near our LZ, which is actually here, our mighty general Shin Fai has brought us in to man these tanks kindly provided by general Ta Hun Kwai.
Down here we've got about 20 emperor overlords and about 30 or so dragon tanks and gatling tanks with about 15 troop transports to ferry the rest of us.
We are to relieve an outpost under seige about 20 km to the west of here, to do that we are to attack the USA base nearby, which according to reports from the Attack Outposts stationed there, is that of the Air Force General's.
So, any volunteers to drive the tanks?

Two hundred hands immediately shot up into the air.

Great. now boys, go get some rest. We've got a long night ahead of us.

"You can say that again."
"Indeed."

[China Outpost somewhere in the middle east, 2055 hours]

Kevin and Darren were jerked out of their sleep when sirens began wailing.

Air Raid imminent. All troops to battle stations. Air Raid imminent. All troops t...

"Great, more air raids."
"Whatever, just get up, sarge will kill us if we're late."
They pulled on their uniforms and grabbed their gattling guns, and then rushed up to the parade square.

OK boys, our friends in the attack outposts have spotted 40 odd flying bogies coming in our direction, so, get in your bunkers, sit tight, and give them HELL!

"YES SIR!"

Everyone rushed to their respective bunkers and stuck their gattling weapons out the gun slits, while the designated vehicles drivers drove their vehicles into cover.

"Hey, Jian Yang! whats that attached to the end of your minigun?"
"Oh, its a loudspeaker."
"What?!?! You replaced your bayonet with a loudspeaker?"
"Yea, whats wrong with that? we can demoralise them with it."
"Right."

"Umm Darren? I've got a bad feeling about this."
"Shut up. You get bad feelings about everything."
Kevin watched as Darren sighed and leaned against the bunk.
"So now we wait right?"
"What do you think? run out and look for them?"
"Oh."

Nobody's War, Chapter 2

2004-09-10T22:21:00.000+08:00

[Grounded Helix II, somewhere in the middle east, 1525 hours]

"argh, stupid... *cough* smoke..*cough*"
Kevin tried vainly to fan away the oily black smoke with his hands.

" You know, sometimes I *cough* wish I was a US Marine. then we would have those bio suits which would at least prevent us from having to breath in this *cough* damn smoke."
Darren gasped for air, as his efforts to disperse the smoke was met with as much success as the chinese diplomatic mission to the US.
"cos China don't give us *cough* enough pay either."

"Quiet! James is here!"
"Waddaya mean?"
James suddenly jumps up and shouts:
"EVERYTHING FOR CHHHIIIINNNAAAA!!!!!!!!!"
"oh dear."

After James fines Darren 300 credits for defamation in an impromptu trial, the entire platoon staggered out of the burning Helix.
"You know, maybe next time we should hold the trial *cough* outside the burning copter instead."

"Ok, time to set off for our rendezvous point"
"Wait, I need to salvage the most important part of the Helix first"
"huh?"
James runs back to the Helix and rips out the portion of armour with the Chinese Red Star on it.
He whips out a can of tin polish and starts madly polishing the decal.
"Ok, lets move."

And so the platoon began their long tedious march into the desert...

Nobody's War, Chapter 1

2004-09-10T21:38:00.000+08:00

[Helix II Assault Helicopter, unknown area in the middle east. 1500 hours]

"Urgh."
Private Kevin Ng grimaced as Recruit Jono vomited noisily on the floor of the Helix II assault helicopter

" Jono, I am NOT going to clean that up again."
Kevin chuckled, Private Darren Koh had been forced to clean up after Jono the past few times because of a wager. apparently he has decided to pay up instead.

Sergeant James appeared to be mesmerised by the view outside, which consisted of a large sandstorm and a couple of other Helixes. In other words, not really pretty.

Kevin inspected his rifle for the umpteenth time, he was proud of it, his minigun. the pride of the Chinese army, it was. On the other hand, then you couldnt say much about the army.......

"RED ALERT!!!"
Sirens began wailing and strobing red lights began flashing madly.

"Great. They use air raid sirens for helicopters as well."
"Shut up."

Six yellow streaks slammed into the helix on their left flank, causing it to go down in a large cloud of black smoke.

Sarge James strapped himself into his harness and stuck his minigun out the window.
"Must be a King Raptor, Those Americans have too much money."

Everyones heads nodded approvingly. Kevin nodded enthusiastically as well. No way hes gonna get another cent off me man. They really shouldnt allow sergeants to fine their subordinates for not agreeing with them.

Kevin snapped his head around to hear the resident propaganda officer, Private Chua Jian Yang, begin another round of rethoric:
" King Raptors are inferior to our Migs! anyone who wants to bet with me raise his hand! I bet 150 credits that the stupid americans can't even damage our Helix! their aiming sucks!"

Eighteen hands went up in the air.
"Deal!"

Twelve Sidewinder missiles impacted with the tail of the Helix, causing the pilot to lose total control.

Four Patriot missiles shred the main rotor of the Helix.

The pilot struggles to regain control as the Helix spirals towards the ground.

The whole platoon asks Jian Yang for their money.

hey, its another one.

2004-09-10T17:15:00.000+08:00

well, since evryones making these, i decided to make one for fun.
Its based in the C & C Generals Zero Hour universe.

anyway, the first story is about the experiences of Private Kevin Ng, Of The Chinese 7th infantry division, with his platoon mates heading to the middle east.