Fabruary 15, 1999 is when it all started. When the Pentagon was bombed by terrorists. 4 months later it was descovered that it was not a terrorist attack but the Russian Government planted that bomb and had gathered its troops and was preparing to launch an attack on America. The US responded and deployed its own troops. In the year 2000 infantry units from Europe and the US have been deployed and engaged in battle with the Russians. The United Nations and Presidents of the nato nations have gathered in the white house to descuss the threat of Nuclear weapons being Launced at the United States or any other country coresponding with Nato.
"General Sanders, What do you propose we do about this threat of nuclear weapons beeing launched?" asked the US President.
"The threat is in deed serious and one that will become hostile in time. Gentilmen there isnt much we can do about the attack of nuclear weapons."
"Well, there is one thing" Said one of the intelegence people.
"Whats that?" asked the President.
"Well it will take some time but we can form a special forces team that will infiltrate the Russian missle silos and disable the missles before they can be launched its not a great solution but its the only one i can think of. "
"Sir i agree with him and i know of just the right man who can pull it off. I also have some information that was cept secret for some years now that can prove very usefull incase this attempt fails." Said General Sanders.
"What information is that?" asked the president as silence went over the room.
"The scientists have been working on methods to contain
radiation, but they came up with something better they can destroy radiation after a nuclear bomb has been detonated." Said General Sanders.
"And how long did we have this information?" asked the Chief of staff.
"We have descoverd this 5 years ago."
"HOW COME WE WERENT TOLD BEFORE HAND" Said the President in anger.
"IT DOESNT MATTER, PEOPLE WILL STILL DIE! WHATS THE POINT OF DESTROING RADIATION IF THERE IS NO ONE ALIVE?!?" asked the Presidents advisor.
"I shall answer the Presidents question first. We have cept it secret for Three reasons, Mr President. first is. If we let this infromation out every terrorist orginization or money loving fanatic would want to steel it that means we would have lots of security breechings and terrorist attacks. Secound, there would be more nuclear weapons testings since people wouldent be worried about the radiation clouds. And third it would make the American government cearless they would think that if one bomb was detonated in the US they could destroy radiaton and people that were shelterd in bunkers could live on while other countries without this would die or suffer from the radiation." explained General Sanders.
"That sound resnable but we have a war on our hands and still we are facing that threat of anaialation." said a voice from across the room.
"People lets not fight over the problem lets try to solve it. I think this might work. If we creat a Special forcess team from the best people who are deployed fighting from around the world we might have a shot at it. Yes it will take time but that about the only thing that we can do at this time. I also know of the perfect person who might agree to train and lead this operation. That person is a Ex Navy Seal Richard Marlin.
He doesnt go by the rules but his own which is a great advantige since the Russians wont know what to expect." said General Sanders.
"I think that sounds good. Who would go with this idea?" asked the President.
Everyone raised there hand. Then the president stood and said.
"Very well, General Sanders i give you permission go to with this operation we will give you founding and any support you need on this."
Three Weeks Later a young Soldier named Peter Piofski recieved orders in Germany in the battle field to pack his stuff and go to the United states for training of a New Special forces team the name of that team would be "Team War." Peter was glad he could leave. His whole team was killed 3 weeks ago in a battle with the russians and he wanted pay back.
Peter was born in 1977 In a small town near Warshaw in Poland his father was working in a cole mine after serving 2 years in the army. His mother was at home taking care of him and his older brother.
He and his friends loved to play war around the apartaments where he lived. It was the most fun game they played.
When he was 7 years old he and his family moved to Germany. There his father worked as a mechanic and his mom cleaned small motels. they all lived happily but as East and West Germany got together and His family couldent get citisenship in Germany They moved to Canada when he was 11. There Peter realized he wanted to join the army but the Canadien army wasnt good enough for him. He wasnt too much into sports or anything like that He was a loner, dident hang out with people thought the world was going to shit.
He followed up on terrorism commbating it and he learned of The Navy Seals. since then he knew thats what he wanted. He lived like that till he was 17. He still wanted to join and that was his decision. His parents dident like the idea very much but he had his mind set on that. One day after his birth day he went and sighned up for the Marines for 2 years.
At the beggining it was hard for him, being away from home and with people he dident know, but he liked it. The hard work and the fact that he was doing what was his life long dream. The 2 years went by fast and during that time he was getting his US citizenship, but Peter dident have enough, he signed up for one more year.
He then proved to be a exelent soldier, after that year he went and signed up for Navy Seals.
the first time though he faild but he tried again and he passed. At 21 he became a youngest Navy Seal.
He went though alot of trainning, he served with seal team 5. Then when the war started he was transfered to Seal team 8.
Now his team was dead and he wanted pay back. Peter was a guy who loved to joke around alot he was calm under fire. He dident smoke but he drank on some ocasions but then again who dident. He had short brown hair, brown eyes was about 5'10 in high and waight about 155 lbs. He was a pretty well built guy but was stronger then he looked.
When Peter got to the us he got into a truck filled with other soldiers from around the world there were a dozen trucks maybe a hundred men. They drove for about 3 hours. When they got to there destination they all piled out of the trucks and infront of them stood a tall guy with his millitary fetigues. Peter Looked around and he saw a femiliar face. Then he remembered it was Gregor Hafman.
Peter met him when he was with Seal team 5 in germany. Greg Served with the GSG-9 (Grenzchutzgryppe-9) the top German CT unit. Greg was 23 then. He still looked like shit as always.
Greg was born in 1976 in a small town not far from Nurenberg. (Most of the people that were there came from small towns from all around the world.) Gregs Mother died when he was small in a car acident. His father rased him and his younger sister. He dident move around much they lived on a small farm so Greg helped his father. When he was 15 there were military training going on where he lived. Tanks going on streets, infantry running around and Greg loved it He loved it so much that he knew then he wanted to be like these men. He proposed the idea to his father but his father wasnt to pleased to hear about Gregs plans for his life.
When Greg turned 17 he and his father were getting into alot of arguments about him joining the army.
So one night he packed some of his stuff and left. He found a job and rented a apartament. When he turned 18 on that very day he went and sighned up for the army. He spent 3 years in the army he then got a sugestion from his commander that if he loved it so much he should try and go for the GSG-9 it had better pay and more action.
That sounded like a great idea to Greg. After reaserching the GSG-9 for a week Greg went and sighned up for selection. He passed on the first time. He was exelent at it. He and his team had many sucessfull missions. When the War started he was sent to the front line to battle with the Russians. Untill he got the letter saying that there was a new team being formed. He hated to leave his team behind but it was an order.
Greg was a lose guy who smoked when he was stressed out but dident drink too much. He was a joker and a warrior but everyone was a warrior that was there. He Loved his job and he would die for his men if it came to it. He was 5'8 had 150 lbs, short dark brown hair and an mustach, he had green eyes that looked right into you.
The big man came up to everyone and told them to follow him. Peter walked up to Greg and said.
"You son of a bitch, how have you been Greg??"
"PETER, You bastard, who did you have to kill to get yourself here?"
"I dont know but im glad to see you here, man. This looks like some sort of death camp." said Peter.
"Ya sure does, hope zzey vont fry us here."
"OK PEOPLE LISTEN UP" said the big man.
As everyone quieted down only the buzz of mosquitos could be herd and the flowing river behind the trees.
"You have been given a chance to be in the greatest special forces team in the world. Now i will let Commander Richard Marlin speak, he is the one who created the team and who will train some of you and choose the best men for Team War." said the big man again. Then Richard came forth to speak.
"You people have been chosen to go though the toughest training known. All you special forces guys. This training is nothing like you have ever had. I will teach you everything. Once you pass you will forget everything you have learned in the army or where ever you people have come from. DO YOU UNDERSTAND????"
"SIR YES SIR" yelled everyone.
"Ok Get your shit togethere and get to your bunks, people concider yourselfs back in kindergarden." and with that Richard whent into one of the buildings behind him.
"Some heavy shit we have here." said Peter.
"Ya ve sure do. vell letz get owr bunks."
They went into one of the barracs they were assighned to, it was a mess there were about 30 other people inside looking around.
"What the fuck is this?" asked a guy standing by a bunk.
Peter and Greg walked up to him and looked.
There was a lot of tooth brushes on the floor beside the bunk in a bucket.
"Hmmm i guess zzey vant us to vash ze floor." said Greg with a grinn on his face.
"Yea, with out spit i bet." said the guy.
The guy got up and introduced himself and at the same time asked if Greg or Peter had a smoke.
"sorry Billy No smokes here i dont smoke but Greg here might have some on him" said Peter.
"Ya I sure do. Here you go." said Greg and handed Bill a cigaret.
Bill was a American. He was 25 years old he was born in Texas. His parents werent wealthy. His father tried to ceep them up with his job at a factory while his mother worked at a restourant.
He had 1 older sister and 2 younger brothers. Ever since he was young he tried to ceep himself up. He got a job and bought his own cloths and food when ever he could. When he was 19 things at home werent going to well and he couldent affort to ceep his family up with his job yet along himself, so he thought of joining the army it was good pay and he got living quarters. He joined for a year and during that year he started to enjoy it so he sighned up for 2 more years. He turned out to be a exelent soldier.
Working hard at things beeing the best. When he was 23 he moved on to studing about explosives, tanks, plains, UDT (underwater demolition training) and other things. He loved it and he
supported his family that way. He was sent to the war not too long ago him and his platoon were stationed in France when he got the letter to move back to the US. Bill was 5'11, he was clean shaved, about 160 lbs and Loved women. he was blond with blue eyes so he never had a problem with women. He was a fun guy to hand out with always had a good sence of humour even in the hardest times. He loved to kick ass and take names. He also lost alot of good friends in the war so he wanted pay back and Team War would allow him to do so.
The Door opened to the barrack and Richard came though it looking at every sorry bastard who was in there.
"Ok people here is how it is going to work. I am your squad leader, I will train you and you will listen to me. I may push you the hardest but this way you will be the best. There will be 3 team w's for a trile basis if they are succesfull we will continue training. The pourpous of us is to teach you to be able to go in the heart of russia and disable thir Nuclear lunching sites and get out undetected. Now i want this pig pen cleanded up by 1600 hours, that gives you 3 hours time. Now get these tooth brushes out and start scrubbing." said Richard.
"uhmmm.... sir, sir? dont we get water to scrub the floor?" asked a younger lad from the back of the room.
"USE YOUR SPIT!!!" Yelled Richard and with that he walked out.
"See i told you sorry ass mother fuckers we would have to spit and make this floor shine." Said Bill with a big smile on his face.
"Not with your dirty spit, Billy." said Peter.
Bill jsut laughed and picked up a brush and spit on it and started to scrub the floor with it. Then everyone else pitched in. Greg stood up and looked... every one was in a different corner scrubbing to get the place cleaned up. So he turned and yelled.
"Vhat in the Libe god are you people doing?"
Everyone stoped and looked at him with a shit like look.
"Ve are a team now lets vork as a team... it doesnt matter if ve are from zifferent special forces teams or zifferent armies ve are as one now. If ve vant to be with Team Var ve must vork together."
They all still looked at him with stupid faces.
"You stupid fucks need everyzhing be spelled out for you ? Ok 15 people spit and shine ze floor, I vill be one of zem unless anyone ebjects." said Greg again. When no one said anything he cept on going.
"5 people get on ze bunks und fix zem up a bit. ze other ten get on ze valls und vindows get zat shit fixed up."
Everyone then got to work and they were done in 2 hours that left them 1 hour to get to know eachother and to settle themselfs in. Billy and Peter got a bunk together while Greg got this British guy as a bunk mate to the Left of Billy and Peter. to the right of them was this french fellow and some other brittish guy.
The Brit that bunked with Greg was called Andy Spence.
Andy Was born in 1976 he lived in britan all his life. His father also worked as a miner in a cole mine while his mother stayed home most of the time. Andy was a only child. He wasnt a school kind of person so when he turned 16 his father took him to the mines to work he worked there for 3 years but he thought of the army. He used to read a lot of war books when he was younger. so when he was 19 he joined with the brittish army for 2 years. He was a hard worker always had to do better then the others and then he heard of the SAS (Special Air Service) the regiment as they called it. He tried out for it and passed on his first try.
He was going up step by step learning things and rising in command too. His parents have been more sucessfull in life by then. His mother got a nice job at a store. While his father got a job as a mechanic and then started his own business. When the war started things in britan started to go down but his parents still werent doing to bad. He was sent to the front line after a cuple of weeks he recieved the letter to go to the US. He was a kind of shripy guy, 5'8 and was 150 lbs. He had longer brownish hair and sort of piss yellow eyes. He loved the action and also loved to get some pussy from time to time but who dident?
especialy after being in the regiment. He liked to drink alot but he went out of control after he had too much. He was a happy lad.
"God damn im hungry i havent eaten anything since yesterday." said Billy.
"Fucken A, same here." Peter Secound it.
"You Americanz never get enough of ze Food, do you?" said Greg.
"Hey where did Andy didi off to?" asked Billy.
"Ah he vent to zee if zere vas any food Bruwing." answered Greg.
"Peter looked over across the room and saw a young soldier sitting alone on his bunk looked like he was nervous. Peter stood up and told Billy and Greg that he would be back in a min. He got up and walked over to the young kid and stood about his bunk.
"Whats up, man?" asked Peter.
"Wh-Who me?" asked the young soldier.
"Yea, whats the matter?"
"Oh N-Nothing"
"Whats your name kid?"
"Im Jhon Smith"
"Nice to meet you Jhon, Im Peter. Say why dont you come over and sit with us. You seem like a wolf without a pack." Said Peter.
"Thank you"
Jhon stood up and walked over with Peter to Billy and Greg.
"Hey, Guys meet Jhon Smith from..... where are you from anyway?" asked Peter.
"I-Im from Canada." answered Jhon.
"Ahh Canada nice country, Lived there for 4 years." said Peter
"Oh you did?" said Jhon, he seems to have relaxed a bit after finding out that Peter lived in Canada as well.
"Sorry, this here Ugly guy is Greg."
"Hey zere Jhon" said Greg.
"Here is Billy, and that other guy you may have noticed us talking to is Andy, he went to see when chow time was." said Peter.
At that very moment Andy came running in.
"Hey good news guys, Chow time is in 20 minutes at 1600 hours."
"Ahhh indeed that is good news... Oh let me introduce you to Jhon." said Peter.
"Hey there Lad." said Andy with a grinn on his face.
Jhon was born in 1979. His parents were ritch people never cares about a living soul not even him money was all they saw. They dident even like eachother. Jhon grew up alone most of his life his parents dident take much care for him they just gave him some money. When he was 18 he had enough and told his parents he dident want to see them anymore and told them to go fuck
themselfs. He went to join the army but he was transfered to the US. There the other people in his barrack dident like him much because he was from canada and the army up there sucked shit and they thought more the same of him. He did his best to prove them wrong and he did it well so after that he got a letter straight to to boot camp. He dident have much experience in things but like commander Richard Marlin said here they started from kindergarden all you had to have was the endurance. He was a quiet guy dident talk too much but after a wile he started to talk more and more. he was also a cheer full guy was very independent but cared for his team. He was a good kid. He was 5'9 had short black hair, wasnt too built but was strong. he was 156 lbs and green eyes.
He looked kind of wierd. but then again who isnt? He dident smoke and drank a little.
A little wile later exactly at 1600 hours Richard came into the baracks. Everyone stood up and beside there bunks.
"Ok People its chow time get all your shit and lets go." Said Richard as he started to walk out.
"Uhh... Sir? why do we need all out stuff to go to eat?" asked a young guy from the secound last bunk on the right.
"You know what Boy? I have learned not to ask stupid questons. Now move out." said Richard and walked out while everyone followed him.
When they all got outside they stood in a staright line 10 in each row. As Bill Looked over he saw that the other Team War selection teams were on the other side doign the same thing.
"Ok people prepair for a nice little hike." Said Richard.
"But sir. i though we were going to have chow." asked Billy.
"We are after this hike." said Richard.
Billy knew he was fucking with them all. There was no chow time this was a fucking selection something like hell week with the navy seals. This was the fastest way to get rid of any fony Team War wannabes.
They all started to walk with some of there gear like there cloths the fetigues they had on, water containers,
some spear cloths, and basic stuff like matches in a plastic bag, flashlights, rope, and panchos.
They must have walked for about 4 hours and the sun was starting to disapear behind the forest.
Then they got to another base this one was wrecked, the windows were broken everything rusted and there were 3 trucks standing infront of it.
Richard stoped and turned around when everyone got into 3 lines just like they did before they left.
"Ok people form a nice line to that barrack over there. You will get some food and then come straight back out here." Said Richard.
They all formed a single file and started to go into the barrack.
"Hey maybe i was wrong maybe we get some nice warm food." though Bill.
When he got to a table he got 2 cans of rations and they told him to move outside.
"Hey.... what the fuck is this?" asked Bill
"Thats your chow, now move out" said the guy who handed him the 2 cans.
Then Andy slaped Bill on the back with a grinn on his face.
"Dont worry lad, it only gets worse from here."
Then Bill turned around and gave Andy a evil look, then started to grinn and asked if Andy had Cigarete.
"Here ya go lad." With that they all walked out and stood in line like before.
When they got outside Richard was standing and looked at them all.
"As you probably have guessed by now this is a E&E (Escape and Evade) like excersize. You will be put into teams of 5 and droped off in different areas of this forest. You will be hunted and you have to get back to home base. Home base is where we have just left for you chees dicks that dont know. Here is a small map and a compass. you will only have what you have now with you. You have 48 hours to get to home base if your not there by that time you may concider yourself dead and out of Team War." Said Richard.
It was getting dark now and all that was heard was the natural life untill when the genarators kicked in and the engines of the trucks where started. The Night air was cool and a bit chilly.
Bill, Andy, Peter, Jhon and Greg were all in one team and there were 5 other people with them when tehy got into the secound truck.. It was dark now and a red light was turned on in the back of the truck.
They rode in silence for about 20 minutes then Bill pulled out that cigarete that Andy gave him.
"Anyone got a light?" asked Bill.
"Ya, I do." said Greg as he pulled out a lighter and lit the cigarete for Bill.
"Greg light My fag too." said Andy as he pulled his cigarete out of his pocket.
Then everyone started to pull out their cigaretes even the other five guys that rode with Peter and the other guys.
"You people are like a factory, I hope you dont smoke that much out in the bush." said Peter.
"Well that depends which bush your talking about." said a guy from the back of the truck.
Then everyone started to laugh. Then after about 1 houre the truck stoped. and someone got out of the truck and said for 5 guys to get out. Everyone looked at eachother and then Greg said.
"Well i guess we will take the honor and go first." and Peter, Greg, Bill, Jhon, and Andy got out of the truck and walked up to the guy who yelled for them to get out.
"Ok, You will remain at this position till 2400 hours. At that time you will see a red flaier go up then your clock starts, got it?" he said.
"Yes, sir" the 5 of them answered.
The guy jumped in the truck and it started to drive away. The sound of the engine faded behinde the trees.
They all stood there and looked around for a cuple of minutes. It was really dark the sky was clear but the trees covered the light from the moon.
Then Andy broke the silence.
"Well first of all we will need a team leader. So which one of you dirty wankers whats to lead us to battle?"
"He.. Hey not me." Said Bill.
"Nahh... dont even look at me, i jsut been in the army." Said Jhon.
"Well, Greg since you handled yourself so well in the barracks you are the prime candidate." said Peter.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
"Ohh you guyz are zo nice to me. I should just give you ugly bastartds a hug." said Greg and they all broke out with laughter.
2400 hours was nearing and they all started to think how they would operate.
Since they had so little time to get to their destination, they decided they would travel at nigh and day and they wouldent make a fire and as for food they would concerve their two cans of rations and not try to hunt since it would take up too much time. Their base was marked with a red dot. They cordinated their position and would make a half circle around the distance they had to cover since that would be the area that the enemy would be hunting for them.
If anyone would get captured the others would eather try to rescue him, depending on the situation or they would go on. If they got separated they would try to meet at a point on the map that they have chosen and if no one showed up within 2 hours they would try to cordinate their position and look for them if the lost person still dident show up they would ceep on moving.
At 2400 hours a bright red flayer went up, that was thier go signal.
They all gatherd their stuff and started to move into the dark forest.
After they walked for about 10 minutes they heard dogs barking in the distance that meant that the hunt was on. Billy was on point while Greg was secound making course corrections and the rest followed in single file they all moved at a fast enough pace to make it but slow enough to avoide any traps or ambushes.
As they moved they dident say anything not to make unessesary noise. If they needed to say anything they used hand signals.
after about an houre Billy stoped and got down and put up his fist, everyone behind him did the same thing. Then Billy opend his fist, that meant for everyone to scatter.
Greg walked up to Billy and asked with a low voice what he had seen.
"I saw something moving. Over there by that bush." Said Billy pointiong with his hand.
Greg looked but he dident see anything.
Was it an ambush? or did Billy just imagen it? Greg asked himself.
Well what ever it was Greg dident want to take any chances. He told billy that they would pull back about half a klick and then go around that position.
"Greg, I dont mean to question your orders but what if its nothing? We will loose more then an houre. Let me check it out." Said Billy.
"I know vhat you mean but even if you get cought zey vould know ve are in ze area and ve dont need to loose you or be uncowerd." Said Greg.
"Come on man i can do this."
"vell fine but be carfull, ve vill stay here and vait for you."
"Thanks Greg i owe you." Said Bill with a smile on his face.
"Ya ya..." said Greg.
Then Billy crawels slowly forwars though the bush.
Greg slowly moved back to the others and filled them in on what was going on.
Billy crawled forward and then stoped to listen. He heard nothing. Then he moved up a bit more and looked around and saw a wire going along the ground. He crawled up to it and followed it to its source.
There was a flair attached to it. If you trip it the flair goes up and reveals your position and you will have a hard time to get away because every enemy mother fucker within 2 to 3 klicks will see it. He let the flair be and cept on moving forward to see if there was anything more that could cause a problem for his team.
He moved about 15 more meters up and found nothing so he started to head back.
When he got to Greg he made his report.
"Ok Good vork Billy." said Greg and they all got up and started to walk forward.
When they got to the trip wire Billy asked if Greg wanted him to disable it.
"No Billy, Leave it. Vhen zey come and zee zat the vire vas cut zey vill know ve vwere here."
So they jsut steped over it and cept on moving. The rest of the night went without incident. In the morning at about 1000 hours they stoped and could again hear dogs.
They all sat down for a little rest for 15 minutes and then got moving again. Later in the day they heard dogs again but this time they were closer and comming from the other direction, and then dogs could be heard from all directions closing. Everyone started to look around and try to figure out what the hell was going on.
To Be Continued.
