Pvt. Jonathan Hunt

"Well well who needs to aim when you got that."

Jonathan laughed, he was glad to have this guy on his side.

"So how did you get that?" Jonathan said while pointing at Harley's gun.

"And how did you get your specialty?"

The man looked intimidating with that big weapon another reason to be happy he was on his side.

"Hey look I can see my breath!"

Mike

Mike went out to the range and went over to where he saw the other two sniping.

"Hold up. You two call yourselves snipers? Ah hell no. To be a sniper you gotta have skill boys. Watch and learn." said Mike confidently as he pulled out his sniper. He pulled it to his eye and shot, hitting the target dead on. Then again in another target, then he rolled and shot another target in prone.

"Now I want you both, to keep shooting till your hands bleed and your ass is frozen! And Mattias, is it? Show this boy how to hold a [censored] sniper right."

He laughed and walked off to continue shooting. He lit up a cigarette and took a drag. He loved playing the scary Lieutenant role.

Todd went on firing at the target, hitting it dead center. He flipped a switch that distanced the target farther away, about 300ft. He looked at the others, and smiled under his helmet.

"Watch what this suit can do." Todd said, flicking the enhancing eye piece down infront of his right eye and squeezed the trigger on his M14. He targeted the center of the head, and that's just what he got. He flicked the enhanced eye piece up, and looked at them all. "And that my friends, is why I alone could go into Beijing, and tear the whole [censored] city apart in just this suit of armour." Todd grinned under his helmet, and looked at the kid. "You and me kid, we'll go all the way. All the way to Beijing and back."

"You calling me boy? I've been fighting the Chinese since I was 14. And i'm not a sniper, I'm Spetsnaz from Russia." Alexander said to the sniper.

Alexander walked over to the sniper and held his hand out and said "Hello, my name is Sgt. Alexander Beria"

"When I joined this man's Army, I was driving trucks" Harley explained to Jonathan, "until one day I had a machine gunner for a passenger, we got talking and basically he convinced me I would be happier as a gunner. So I put in for a transfer and it was the best move I'd ever made. I had to request to be assigned this weapon, I would have been using probably an M60, but they are over sized, bulky as hell and aren't very economical on ammo. This FN Minimi on the other hand, is light weight compared to an M60 and it's small enough to act as an assault rifle"

Harley held the weapon to his shoulder, demonstrating to Jonathan how easy it was to hold, "It just fits into your arms like your cradling a baby. It's a heavy gun, but its just light enough to hold at your shoulder for a long time".

He motioned for Jonathan to give it a try, "Here, you wanna try?

"These are the moments when I'm glad I'm not a Chinaman." Joked Jack, taking a break from shooting.

Pvt. Jonathan Hunt

"Yeah sure."

He picked up the FN Minimi. It was lighter than he thought yet still heavy. He aimed and fired at the target. The recoil was a little more than he expected and his aim went off a little but he quickly compensated for it. He wasn't as good as Harley but he demolished the target good enough.

"Well it's lighter than I thought but it had more recoil than I expected."

OOC: Well I got to go don't get too far without me.

Mattias was not about to be bested. After Alexander threw the hatchet, Mattias took out his Trench Knife, held it by the tip and threw it with incredible accuracy, hitting the target dead on right next to the Hatchet.

When the cocky sniper, Mike came up and challenged Mattias and Alexander, he did his shooting and Mattias said, "Kid, I've been fighting Reds before you were enlisted."

Mattias took out his .338 Sniper and walked into the tactical training course, he readied himself. He jumped out from behind cover, and shot 2 targets dead center in the head in a matter of 3 seconds, he then rolled back behind cover, vaulted over the barricade, rolled into a prone position and shot 3 targets in a split second. Then 2 targets popped up behind him, Mattias dove backwards, pulled out his Submachine gun, and unloaded 3 rounds into each one. Then there was a special target, WAY up on a cliffside, he took careful aim in a crouched position, he fired and the target exploded in a burst of wood.

Mattias got up and dusted himself off, "And that Mike, is how you shoot, but you're impressive yerself, can't wait to see you in the field."

Todd looked at the kid, he smiled under his helmet. His breathing was up, shooting even for practice wore him out at times.

"Don't worry kid, China will fall whether they want to or not? Eitherway, I'll make sure Beijing burns to the ground." Todd looked at the others. Alexander and the two others were challenging each other at some sniping challenge. Todd didn't like show-offs so much, he figured they were cocky and irritated him quickly. He looked at them, and back to the kid. "Let's go find something else to do around here, get away from all the noise?" Todd started to the radio hut, turning back waving towards the kid. "Maybe we can pick something up on the front?"

"Oh Yeah, sure." said Jack running to catch up with Todd.

"Oh yeah I should have warned you about the recoil, but you handled it well. First time I had my friend Jimmy give it a try, it knocked him flat on his back. And in the few seconds you held the trigger, you fire about forty rounds. If that target was a division of Chinese, they'd all be dead. haha"

Harley was surprised, the recoil forced Jonathan to let the gun run up a bit, but it went up in a straight line, sometimes they would forced the person holding it to go side to side as well, which did not happen, which is a good thing. Harley put the cigarette in his mouth after he finished talking, and continued to watch the others shooting.

Mike

"Fighting Reds before I was born huh? Whats your rank again then?" he grinned before turning to Alexander.

"Lieutenant Keys. Now did I say something about shooting, or am I going delusional, boy." he said, with an emphasis on the boy.

"Now watch this Mattias."

He took out his pistol and faced backwards from the course, loading the gun up. He dropped to the ground and fired once into the target, hitting it right between the eyes. Another move and he was rolling, firing as he went. He spent the clip, one shot to the head of a target each, and then he put away his pistol, getting up and taking out his sniper. He started sprinting down the course and shot up at the same cliff, hitting another target. He vaulted over some cover and fired three shots in quick succession at closer targets, hitting them all dead on. Then he took out his M16, set it to single fire and closed his eyes, bringing the gun up and letting one shot go. He opened them and saw a hit right to the forehead of the target.

"Can't wait to see you in the field either though, Matty boy." he laughed.

(OOC: wow you guys have powered ahead and we don't even know the story I'm going to try follow as best I can.)

Joey saw everyone crowding around the firing range. It was a competition to see who was the best. Joey could handle his rifle well enough but he wasn't a crack shot or anything special. What he was good at was demolitions. Joe had even learned how to rig old cars to explode. He always thought his job was funny.

"To save the country of America, first you've got to blow a little bit up." Joe grimaced at the thought.

He walked up to the group and just began to watch he didn't mind if anyone talking to him.

"Good to meet you Lieutenant, i'll leave you to your little contest with Mattias now, I need to rest as i've not slept for a day now." Alexander said with a small grin

Alexander refilled his coffee and sat down. He then poured some vodka into his coffee and took a drink from it. He grabbed a picture out of his bag and looked at it.

"I will not let you down brother, I promise." Alexander thought.

Mike

Mike saw a man with a lot of explosives coming over to watch them and he took his chance to escape their pissing competition so he went over to introduce himself.

"Lt. Mike Keys, Sniper and Scout. Nice to meet you...?" he said while extending his hand and awaiting a response.

OOC: damn! Well I'm done with exams but I'm celebratin' today soo... yeah

Cpt. Leroy Beckett

Leroy looked up from the damned paperwork he had been filing, a couple of the men in his squad were having a shooting contest. A smile rising to his face he pulled on his gloves and went to the range.

"ALRIGHT MAGGOTS! So you think you can shoot eh? Well I can hit that damn board with my knife from here so howsabout you start doin' that [censored] blindfolded otherwise do somethin' else to brag about." yelled the scarred CO, the echo in the shooting range made it seem a much longer rant than it was.

"C'mon ladies General Chase himself gave us a mission that I think you'll be happy to hear."

As he waited for all of the men to stop doing whatever the [censored] they were doing and come over to him he added

"Alright, General Chase has ordered us to move out past the front line and take out the Chimera fuel station three miles from the fighting. We do this we'll all get medals and all that [censored]. But we mess this up all we'll be getting is either a bullet in the back or a dishonourable discharge so let's move out! We've got to move quickly if we want to get there before nightfall as a squad of dragoons was seen headin' that way. An' a whole squad of Dragoons can make a [censored]load of a mess to be sure."

Pulling on his balaclava and combat helmet Leroy looked over all the men, some were still joking around, others looked frightened as hell. Good it'll keep 'em alive.

"LETS GO LADIES!" roared Beckett over the howl of the wind

The Lieutenant walked up to Joe and introduced himself. Joe being a kind man shook his hand and said.

"Nice to meet you Lieutenant, I'm Cpl. Joey Peterson, but you can just call me Joe. I'm a demolitions expert and if you haven't gathered from my accent I'm from Texas. What part of this great country do you come from?" Joe said kindly.

Alexander looked up to see Beckett yelling and said to himself "What took him so long."

Alexander drank all his coffee in one gulp and ran over to Beckett and said "Sgt. Alexander Beria, reporting for duty."

Pvt. Johnson stepped out of his Army jeep and looked around. He could see that everyone else had arrived and were busy in a competition trying to see who was the best at shooting. Samuel didn't feel much like shooting, so he sat down and started reading Band of Brothers by Stephen Ambrose. As he read, he noticed the others talking about guns and killing the Chinese. In Pvt. Johnson's opinion, the Chinese were a dangerous enemy, but sometimes it seemed like America wasn't much better.

Pvt. Jonathan Hunt

Jonathan felt proud of himself.

"Well you're still way better than me."

That's when the captain came

"Chimera, as in the tanks!"

Jonathan heard about these tanks and how they mowed down troops.

"Hope I don't have to patch anyone up."

"Well here comes some combat," Jack thought. He ran to get his assault rifle and ran after Captain Beckett

(OOC: Beckett reminds me of a pirate lol)

Mike

"Sir, nice to meet you. Lt. Mike Keys, Sniper and Scout reporting for duty. I think I'm your second in command, cause I'm the highest ranking here apart from you. So, are we hiking or driving to the Commies?"

Pvt. Johnson heard Captain Beckett yell that Chimera tanks were coming. He thought, "Just when I was getting to the best part.", picked up his weapon, and ran over in preparation for battle.

(OOC: lol, Beckett is being harassed by everyone talking to him at once.)

Harley didn't have time to get his combat gear on, only to grab his tactical ammo vest and a few belts for his pig. He was going out in Harley Leathers, what a sight. He clipped the vest on over his leather jacket, put a new belt into the machine gun and attached a few belt boxes to his vest.

"Chin up Jonathan, no-one's gonna get hit today, we've got one hell of a team".

Harley attached the shoulder strap to his gun and grouped with the rest of the team.