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Post by Sev on Mar 7, 2015 14:42:57 GMT
You would!
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Post by Ecthelion on Mar 7, 2015 23:01:49 GMT
Is there a problem with agreeing.
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Post by Sev on Mar 8, 2015 0:41:14 GMT
No. Just with predictably agreeing.
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Post by Spidey on Mar 14, 2015 15:52:42 GMT
After the fifteenth, I will be posting more here. Will you Predator?  |
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Post by Spidey on Mar 17, 2015 21:08:56 GMT
Here it is. I was on my way up to the font line. It was damp and cold in the factory complex. TF:Phalanx was assigned to clear out this deathtrap. The fighting went on for hours, and we were pined down near our base. I was picking my way through the closest barricades, when it happened. A hotshot CQB wannabe came rushing out of nowhere, and plugged me three times in the chest. I knew this was my chance, while he thought I was out of the equation. I ran as fast as I could back to my base, and then rushed his last known position. As I neared the doorway of the ruins where he was last seen, I thought that he must be on my left due to the direction I had last seen him going. So then I rounded the corner, Knife in hand and with a steal resolve that I would get my knife kill. Sure enough, he was right where I had placed him in my mind. He shot me in the arm as I drove my rubber blade deep into the outer layer of his jacket. But he was too close to have any affect. I won that round, and he accepted it as a good kill.
You can find that kill recorder in the library's of kzoo. The recording is under the name "Spidey."
The end, and thank you.
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Post by Ecthelion on Mar 17, 2015 21:14:16 GMT
So I have a knife kill to tell. Here we go. I was talking with Predator and he introduced me to a guy whom was a knife kill King. So, he, his friend, Predator, and I decided to have duel...
We met in the middle of the battle field and had it out for two rounds. We fought ferociously, and in the end I finished the battle by first wounding the "Knife King's" leg. Then he decided to charge me. At that moment I reach forward and killed the Knife King by thrusting the head of my hatchet into his chest and then it was finished.
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Post by Abbot on Mar 18, 2015 12:03:44 GMT
Ecthelion, I corrected your grammar on that post. Be sure to include periods and proper punctuation!
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Post by Ecthelion on Mar 18, 2015 16:24:00 GMT
OK thanks.
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Post by Caesar on Apr 27, 2015 15:50:52 GMT
It was April...almost May. TFP had one of its toughest assignments yet. The team was deployed to a hotbed of violent activity. The field there was covered with remnants of large heavy structural tubing cast out of pure concrete. One can only imagine the insane force with which an engineering masterpiece of ages past was scattered so far across this wasteland. All around we heard cracks and explosions, telling of a continuing conflict. In the midst of the desolation, outposts were made to give our army a standing watch over the area. A defensive ring was made on an earthen mound in the center. They also strung a number of bunkers all around. To my surprise, we were informed that a new enemy force was tasked with undermining the position. Phalanx was instructed to protect it at all costs.
Before the opposing forces arrived, we managed to secure a small percentage of the defenses. Being undermanned, we wondered how far we should extend ourselves. Our leader confirmed that the best plan was a rapid tactical response to any enemy encroachment on surrounding positions. So we set up minor groups in dedication to each of our few bunkers. The enemy advance first indicated that their object was in the direction of our far bunker. A firefight ensued in which that entire side lit up. While reinforcing the disputed sector, we left ourselves with a chosen few to hold down the other side. I and the others in that direction knew what was expected of us. Very shortly, we were confronted with a determined effort to strike there as well. Handpicked shock troops were sent by the enemy to force their way through. Soon we figured out that their plan was to rush in and break our defenses with explosives.
Anticipating a grueling struggle to defend their bunker, some comrades waited tentatively on the line. They soon engaged some oncoming enemy men who looked ready for a fight. A short distance away, I caught sight of one of the enemies who was fiddling with some equipment. Leaving all his gear in a heap on the ground, he was heaving a bulky object up onto himself. Screaming triumphantly, he then hurdled forward toward the side of the bunker. I desperately turned my efforts to halting this bold opponent before he could complete his wild rush. Seeing snatches of his moving body between obstacles, I opened fire on him. I was only rewarded by misses and ricochets. Soon, he cleared the last obstacle, approaching the bunker. I gave off one final burst before he disappeared around the edge of the structure. Cautiously, I approached and skirted the around the side. After a moment of desperate tension, I was alerted to his presence inside. Reaching for my knife, I peeked in the doorway and saw his crouched form on the other side. I entered the room and he gave a start. I could see that he was in the process of setting a bomb off. When he was about to ignite it, he said something like "Oh, you jerk!" and made to finish his action. I cut him off with a quick strike from my knife. I immediately adjusted the bomb to assure that it wasn't going to blow me and the bunker to pieces. Then I just sat there, contemplating all the excitement from the experience and the confused agitation from hearing that I am a "jerk". But, ultimately the enemies were pushed back and Task Force Phalanx won the bout.
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Post by Ecthelion on Apr 27, 2015 16:25:15 GMT
Long live Task Force Phalanx, and all its members.
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Post by Abbot on Apr 27, 2015 16:39:49 GMT
Dude, that was an unforgettable moment... I was actually glad you used safety and knifed me rather than popping me multiple times at arms length with your AEG. But dang, I was so disapointed that I got knifed without even being able to fire back.  |
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Post by Caesar on Apr 27, 2015 16:56:08 GMT
Yeah man, I feel for you. But one's gotta do what he's gotta do. You did have a bomb with you too...pretty nasty. |
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Post by Spidey on Apr 29, 2015 13:22:30 GMT
Nice one Caesar. I like the part when the enemy guy "Screams triumphantly" and ends by cursing his foe while futilely attempting to detonate the bomb.  |
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Post by Caesar on Apr 29, 2015 13:29:35 GMT
"Futilely"! That's good. That's really good.  |
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Post by Caesar on May 16, 2015 16:40:49 GMT
I'll just throw this up for kicks. Here's Task Force Phalanx, all lounging around the assembly area, when we had a bright idea. Contemplating the effect of a concealed man who is lying in wait for a passer by, Deathstroke described how the passing victim might be disabled. If one is spread out on the ground and attempts to jump an enemy, there are very few options to consider. Deathstroke's theory involved targeting the leg and silencing the unfortunate foe as he topples over. I invite Deathstroke to present details, if he wants to. Nonetheless, I had a peculiar motivation toward putting the theory to the test in a trial. I assigned myself and my trusty knife to the attacker's position, while Sev volunteered to be a passer by. Our attempt, however, had an unintended result. Sev walked over me and I stabbed his leg (we immediately realized a flaw in our endeavor, because such an action carried out without injury has limited effect). Sev went over and down. I got up and made to carry out my attack, but Sev was ready. My failure to get a sure strike with the knife gave him a chance to get close and grab me. After a little wrestling, I remember ending up on the ground. I couldn't see a whole lot but glanced over and readied my blade. Catching sight of a leg covered in woodland, I made a quick slash and got back on my feet. Standing in front of me was Deathstroke. Sev was just a few yards away, watching in amusement as I realized that I had acquired the wrong target. Our practice fight was over, but we got a kick out of how unexpectedly it ended. |
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