Operation Asphalt Minor
2nd Air Assault Brigade
05:50 Paris Time
November 11 2003
Colonel Adam Templer looked up from his wedding ring, stretched out across his finger. The golden band ran round it in an infinite loop, and an ever lasting cycle. He moved his other hand over it, while his rifle hung on the rack just above him in the Eurocopter Cougar. It almost felt like he was holding her hand again, assuring her once more that he was going to be coming home. That he was not going to die out in the field. Assuring her once again that he wouldn't risk that with a child on the way. She had been angry enough about him leaving her while she was pregnant. By god, there would be hell to pay if he didn't come back he thought, smiling gently to himself.
He thought back to it. Back to the time when they were first discussing the future, oh so many years ago. They were young then, and hardly ready to contemplate the rest of their lives at 18. Who knew that they would be where they are today. He thought of her long dirty blonde hair and how it hung round her neck, flowing like the sea and then curving down around her shoulders like his armed wrapped round her in an amorous embrace. He thought of her eyes and the fire that he had always seen in them. The ice fire in those deep blue eyes that had always grabbed his attention. It was almost as if she was sitting across from him, he could remember her so well. Her face was soft and her smile warm, dotted with freckles like spots of paint upon a beautiful canvas.
And then he remembered leaving her on the night of his deployment. Unlike the men under his command who for the most part had time to say there goodbye's the Colonel could not afford such a luxury. He had bid his home adieu, and waved to his German Shepherd as he left, but he had hated leaving her. His beautiful darling, lying there beside him as he rested through a sleepless night. A soft kiss on her forehead was all he could manage as a goodbye. A short, until next time.
The green light at the front of the helicopter flicked on, pulling him from his thoughts. He reached up and grabbed his rifle, checking the mag as he did so. "Men, we have 30 seconds before these doors open. Intelligence estimates that we have a well co-ordinated force of 30 000 Serbian troops heading for us. We are going in alongside our brothers in the 1st and 3rd brigades with limited air cover." The loaded magazine was full, he realized as he glanced down for a second before slamming the magazine back into the rifle.
"This is going to be the one of the greatest conflicts that our beautiful Corps will ever face. All seven and a half thousand men of the First Air Assault Division are to take part in this battle. You will seize the mountain passes en route to Novi Pazar, and you will do so in a most heroic and memorable fashion." He said as the men arrayed around him nodded and their hearts raced, their eyes demure and restless for the coming storm.
"Men, welcome to the war."
The voice of the pilot came yelling over the comms. "Go! Go! Go!" was the word, over and over again as the embarkation door opened into a forest of moss and dark green hills. The men stood from their seats as Colonel Templer turned from his men to face the outside world, and hooked his harness onto the zip line. With his rifle slung over his shoulder, the Colonel grabbed onto the rope and dropped into the howling world below him.
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OOC - Other commitments have kept me occupied for a while and I have to go to work soon. Rest assured that there have been significant developments since my last update - and that I will be updating when I return from work in approximately four hours.
2nd Air Assault Brigade
05:50 Paris Time
November 11 2003
Colonel Adam Templer looked up from his wedding ring, stretched out across his finger. The golden band ran round it in an infinite loop, and an ever lasting cycle. He moved his other hand over it, while his rifle hung on the rack just above him in the Eurocopter Cougar. It almost felt like he was holding her hand again, assuring her once more that he was going to be coming home. That he was not going to die out in the field. Assuring her once again that he wouldn't risk that with a child on the way. She had been angry enough about him leaving her while she was pregnant. By god, there would be hell to pay if he didn't come back he thought, smiling gently to himself.
He thought back to it. Back to the time when they were first discussing the future, oh so many years ago. They were young then, and hardly ready to contemplate the rest of their lives at 18. Who knew that they would be where they are today. He thought of her long dirty blonde hair and how it hung round her neck, flowing like the sea and then curving down around her shoulders like his armed wrapped round her in an amorous embrace. He thought of her eyes and the fire that he had always seen in them. The ice fire in those deep blue eyes that had always grabbed his attention. It was almost as if she was sitting across from him, he could remember her so well. Her face was soft and her smile warm, dotted with freckles like spots of paint upon a beautiful canvas.
And then he remembered leaving her on the night of his deployment. Unlike the men under his command who for the most part had time to say there goodbye's the Colonel could not afford such a luxury. He had bid his home adieu, and waved to his German Shepherd as he left, but he had hated leaving her. His beautiful darling, lying there beside him as he rested through a sleepless night. A soft kiss on her forehead was all he could manage as a goodbye. A short, until next time.
The green light at the front of the helicopter flicked on, pulling him from his thoughts. He reached up and grabbed his rifle, checking the mag as he did so. "Men, we have 30 seconds before these doors open. Intelligence estimates that we have a well co-ordinated force of 30 000 Serbian troops heading for us. We are going in alongside our brothers in the 1st and 3rd brigades with limited air cover." The loaded magazine was full, he realized as he glanced down for a second before slamming the magazine back into the rifle.
"This is going to be the one of the greatest conflicts that our beautiful Corps will ever face. All seven and a half thousand men of the First Air Assault Division are to take part in this battle. You will seize the mountain passes en route to Novi Pazar, and you will do so in a most heroic and memorable fashion." He said as the men arrayed around him nodded and their hearts raced, their eyes demure and restless for the coming storm.
"Men, welcome to the war."
The voice of the pilot came yelling over the comms. "Go! Go! Go!" was the word, over and over again as the embarkation door opened into a forest of moss and dark green hills. The men stood from their seats as Colonel Templer turned from his men to face the outside world, and hooked his harness onto the zip line. With his rifle slung over his shoulder, the Colonel grabbed onto the rope and dropped into the howling world below him.
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OOC - Other commitments have kept me occupied for a while and I have to go to work soon. Rest assured that there have been significant developments since my last update - and that I will be updating when I return from work in approximately four hours.