Near Future Earth

Hearing Segej's speech riled a fire of determination inside her, "Who ever said we were all americans?" Jades british accent thick as she stood her breathing heavy, she was tired just about reaching her Godai limit but she didn't care. This was her chance.
Using what strength she had left, she created the largest wave she could, it gradually rised, higher and higher, reaching the peak to that of a tsumani wave, "Take this bitch" she shouted smirking as she flung her hands forward along with the giant wave that swallowed everything before it without mercy.
"Thats whats britian is made of, I hope you like it" she collapsed on the ground, her energy wasted and limbs shaking from overpassing her Godai limit for the day.

"Then why do you ca--" The tsunami came, and he tried by all force, to stop it with the fire.
But really, fire got as much mass as the fuel it's feeding on, and a pool of gasoline isn't much.
Sergej let all his limps loose, as he impacted with the tsunami.
The air was hit out of his lungs, and he couldn' feel a thing. The faint sound of a 11MM Heavy Machine Gun's thunder could be heard, but he didn't hear much else, as the water dragged him along. He couldn't see, but the water masses was dragging him away, with a tremendous force, searching for somewhere to settle, but eventually ebbed out into a trickle. Sergej raised his body lightly, but it hurt all over. He threw up, he'd swallowed a lot of water, and it had to come out again.
His eyes blurred slightly in the corners of his eyes, but a soldier dragged him up.
"Sir, they've opened fire, we got to get you out of here." Sergej was too numb and tired to feel his leg bump into a concrete block, and he was dragged along.
He was put into the seat of a BTR-80, where he fainted out from the hardships, few had ever survived a crushing wave like the one he'd just risen from.
But he felt it, or he didn't really feel a thing, as if he was dead anyway.

The HMG tema had imediatly opened fire, to protect the Major General, as a shocktrooper recovered him from a 10CM deep pool of water.
It took a great deal of power to set water in movement like that, and they had to stop another one of happening.
The 11MM Bolts flew with a pace of 540 F/PS. Hammering into any obstacle put in their way.

The BTR-80 started its engine, roaring to life, driving only little out, so it could support the HMG troops, while it retreated.
the driver, having his hands full, let the second-lieutenant take care of radio messages.
"We are requesting imediate backup at sector five! Encountering enemy Godais! I repeat, enemy godais. All avaible battle helicopters, and footmen are to come back us up.
Few to none casualties, but Major General Sergej is out cold. I command a code - 82CHIA." He called into the radio, his voice carrying out a certain authority.
CHIA was coded for 'Commander Hurt In Action'. None had seen a minor tsunami come, and few doubted that a revenge action was coming up, as soon as Sergej was back to consiousness.

Cody watched Sergej get literally washed away. He looked to the other two, one being british and the other one American. He slowly caught his breathe and looked around. cody wiped the sweat off of his forehead and lowered his hands and stood tall. Cody stood only about five foot three inches tall, weighing about 105 pounds. He wasn't big, but he acted like he was taller then others. Cody looked to Mark and Jade once more before turning and slowly walking away, the rounds really not bothering him.

The BTR-80 drove off, down the streets of a now ghastly suburb.
A bicycle or two was crushed underneath the weight of the massive machine.
The driver looked at the second-leutenant.

"All forces are to redirect, and dig down. I repeat, Dig down. We want a take and hold victory." The second-leutenant spoke.
Sergej opened his eyes slightly. He coughed heavily, he could feel his ribcage inside his chest.
Nothing too severely hurt, but he'd have to lay low for a day or two. It was pure luck, that the wave hadn't crushed him against a wall.
"O-o.. Operation... Scorn..." Sergej got out, lapsing into a coughing fit.
"Huh? Err. This is a direct order from Major General Sergej. Operation Scorn is to be executed. I repeat. Operation Scorn. Civil casualties are of no importance."
The second-leutenant was sweating a little. The Scorn, was one of the most devious ways to press back an opponent. Civil targets would be crushed underfoot, to leave the message. Stop intruding, or we will execute the populace.
A flood of messages hit the radio. Some of them asking permission to talk to the Major General, others declaring that they didn't have the required gas.

Sergej motioned with his eyes, for the leutenant to hand him the radio speaker.
"Get *Cough* your asses, moving." he rasped into the radio.
Silence.
A wave of Acceptance hit the soldiers. Orders were to be followed, civillian targets were to be captured, and hostages taken. An immense hostage situation.
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The HMG team ceased firing.
What the hell was going on?
Their radio went mad with orders, so they began packing up.
Taking the HMG apart, to make transportation easier, while others covered the manouvre.
One man even threw a semtex grenade in the general direction of where the Godais where. Hoping to stop them in some kind of way.
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"This is Pilot Boris Hechenkov. It looks like one of our convoys have been destroyed. I repeat an allied convoy has been destroyed. Location about 200 clicks west of Edmonton. I will be patrolling the skies. I repeat, I'll be patrolling the skies. Send reinforcements imediatly."
He turned the helicopter around, and put the thermal visors on, making hiding hard for people whose heat signature wasn't about 0 degrees.
He circled a little over the place, using infrared seeking, and others, to search for any enemies nearby.
Didn't seem like there was any.
A pair of trucks and some snowmobiles came in from Edomont a little after.
Soldiers imediatly began searching the area, and it was evident that the convoys of the area needed more protection.
"There's tracks pointing in a southwestern direction." one of the searchers said into his radio.
"Ok, 10 snowmobiles with two passengers and the battle helicopter is to follow the tracks. The rest of us will be searching the rests of the convoy."

Boris pressed a switch in the helicopter, setting the engine to a silent state, making the rotors only make the slightest sound.
It was hybrid, so half electricity half conventional gas was powering it. Soundless to say at least.

They started following the tracks, staying in a loose formation.

Cody continued to walk away until he got to the river. He knew that he'd be safe here for a little while, but he had to keep moving, to find the enemy main camp, or at least their supplies. Cody sat down on a boulder and pulled out a map that was all writen on with X's, he was able to understand what he did with the map, where as other's wouldn't understand right away, but after a while of examining it, they may be able to figure out the code. Cody looked at the map, to see if there were any spots that he didn't search yet. After a few minutes, he found a spot he thought would be good for the enemy to hide out at, and he would head in the direction, after he got some sleep.

Mark saw the semtex and threw an electrical knife at it. The electricity coated the grenade and kept the explosion to a minmum. He walked past a dead soldier when he picked up the orders on its radio. "Operation Scorn. Russian tactic. Hold victory by killing anyone." He gritted his teeth and turned toward the small group of soldiers that he had fought with, including the Godai's. "WE NEED TO GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE! IF WE DON'T THEY WILL START KILLING INNOCENTS!" He picked up an AK-74 and ran toward Jade, seeing her practically limp. "Here, I'll help you get out of here." He grabbed her arm and supproted her on his shoulder so she would have an easier time walking. "Everyone else, back to HQ."

The BTR-80 drove on and on. Making sure to stay in the safe zones.
At long last, the truck reached a russian controlled hospital.
Medics came rushing out, to take the Major General inside.
Sergej had been out cold for a good pair of minutes now, but he was still breathing regularly.
In a matter of a minute, three squads of shocktroopers had been assembled and two HMG teams.
They were going to protect the place against anything. The zone had changed from Neutral to High priority.

Cody leaned back against a tree, His assualt rifle laying against his chest, while his sniper rifle leaned against the tree right behind his left shoulder. He slowly closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep. Cody was a light sleeper, so even the slightest twig snapping would wake him up. He was also a quiet sleeper, meaning he didn't snore when he slept. He hand was on the pistol grip of the rifle, just incase he had to get up and start firing at the enemy, but the chances that the enemy would venture this far off the road to find him was slim to none.

It had been 3 days since the randomized attack on the Russian camp. Since then, the morale on the Western Alliance had risen and they had kept the Russians at bay. With the near death of the Russian general, the Russians had stopped attacking so fiercely and focused more on their defense. All the handpicked soldiers have been called to the main camp to receive their orders for Operation: Iron Will,

Antony walked into the briefing tent, his eyes landing on his old friend Havoc, leader of the unit that would be a part of Operation: Iron Will. "Long time no see." He said with a salute.

Havoc saluted back and smiled. "Indeed. We should wait for the others. Then catch up after the briefing."