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At the dawn of 2014, the leaders of most countries in the world came together. In the conference room, after ages of debating, they decided on some rules and became the New World Order. They rooted out anyone who they believed would stand against them. In the end, very few people survived, fewer soldiers survived. You are one of them. You were sent a message, from Cpt. John MacGannon, one of the last SAS members alive. During the course of this RP, you will destroy pipelines, capture bases and cripple the NWO leading up to a huge finale that'll involve a car chase or two.


Name:
Gender:
Which Spec-Ops team did you use to belong to: (SAS, SBS, ASAS, ASBS, CSAS, CSBS, NZSAS, NZSBS, Spetsnaz etc.)
Mission specializations: (Pick two. Hostage situations, Bomb disposal, kidnap, infiltration etc.)
Weapon specializations: (Pick two. Driving, Heavy ordnance, Sub-Machine gun, unharmed, LMG, etc.)
Favoured Deployment Type:
Age:
Country of Birth:
Height: (m and cm or ft and in. 1 in = 2.5 cm and 1ft = thirty cm or 12 in.)
Contacts: (Maximum of one)

Gender:
Age:
Mission Specialization: (Provides intel)
Weapons specialization: (Driving or Flying)
COB:
Height: (m and cm or ft and in. 1 in = 2.5 cm and 1ft = thirty cm or 12 in.)
Location:

Guns:

Heavy Ordnance: RPG-7 * Anti-Tank Mine * HM-15 Mortar $7500
Snipers: L115A3 * L96 $7000
LMG: AUG HBAR * MG4 * FN Minimi $5000
Assault Rifle: M4A1 * F2000 * FAMAS * UMP 45 * C7A1 $4000
Shotgun: SPAS 12 *STRIKER * ASAS 12 $4000
AA 12 $5000
SMG: MP5 * MP5K * CZW-9PS * Floro MK-9 $2500
Grenade: M204 x6 * Flashbang x4 * Smoke Grenade x4 $2000
Pistol: M9 FREE
FN Hi-Power pistol $750
Glock 18 $1000

You start with an M9. Ammo for all weapons - excluding the mortar and grenades - is $500. This will last you roughly two missions. Mortar ammo cost $1000 and will last two missions.

Upgrades:

Anti-Tank Rounds $5000
FMJ $4000
Waterproof $2500
Burst $2000
Sniper Sight $2000
Red Dot Sight $1500
Flash Hider + Suppressor $1000
Suppressor $750
Flash Hider $500

Supports:

+ means that either an air or vehicle depot or a radar station is required. / means that it can destroy buildings. \ means that it has a medium to extremely high detection rate.

Air Support II $10000 +/\
Air Support I $9000 +/\
Radar Jamming (Renders you and your team undetectable by radar) $7500 + Reusable
Radar and Satellite Imaging (Allows enemies and buildings to be detected) $5000 Reusable
Kevlar $4500 Reusable but must be repaired after 5 missions $1000 to repair
Ground Support II $4000 +/\
Sniper Support $2500
Flares $2000 (A vehicle comes to rescue you prematurely. With a land vehicle, the risk of you being shot is higher that if a helicopter came) Three uses +
Ground Support I $1500 \
Camouflage: $750 Reusable
Parachute: $500 +

Vehicles:

At our secret base we have 1 HUMVEE and Black Hawk. As you capture key positions our arsenal of vehicles will expand.

Mechanics:

I control the outcomes of all characters, the enemies and NPCs that you encounter. I also control how damaging an explosion is. You can use your environment to help you. For example, you can destroy a pipeline, which sends and explosion through the base.

Missions:

There are usually five mission for you to undertake with a fellow soldiers (There will be solo missions depending on numbers). There are numerous types. Capture, Kidnap, Infiltration, Destroy, Search, Shock and Awe, Rescue, Hostage Situations, Bomb Disposal, Bomb Deployment and Recon. You are paid after the mission is complete. The amount paid varies, depending on how many enemies were killed and how many objectives were completed. After all the mission are complete, a huge mission is started, undertaken by the whole team. At the end, you receive lots of money and progress the story. Warning, you can be injured, captured or even killed during the RP. If you are captured the main mission is replaced by a rescue mission. At the end there is no payment but the rescue missions usually take place on an air or vehicle depot. Sometimes, they can take place in a Critical Base which you cna destroy to weaken the NWO.

Warning, the NWO is not a rouge organization. It is the government in all countries, excluding some in Africa and Asia. They have huge armies. Their main bases are in the UK and USA. They have many vehicles and advanced weaponry. Every so often, news will appear and tell you how successful you were at damaging the NWO. This is a linear RP with some semblance of freedom. When you are at base you can go on mission that you do not get paid for but may have other rewards. You can do as many as you like but only once your main mission is finished. Missions reappear once the Story Mission is complete.

Rules: No perfect characters, no God-Modding and have fun.

Players:

POMC

Name: Cpt John MacGannon
Gender: Male
Which Spec-Ops team did you use to belong to: (SAS, SBS, ASAS, ASBS, CSAS, CSBS, NZSAS, NZSBS, Spetsnaz etc.) SBS and then SAS
Mission specializations: (Pick two. Hostage situations, Bomb disposal, kidnap, infiltration etc.) Infiltration, Hostage Situations.
Weapon/Vehicle specializations: (Pick two. Driving, Heavy ordnance, Sub-Machine gun, unharmed, LMG, etc.) SMG, Driving
Favoured Deployment Type: Parachute
Age: 42
Country of Birth: Scotland
Height: (m and cm or ft and in. 1 in = 2.5 cm and 1ft = thirty cm or 12 in.) 6ft
Contacts: (Maximum of one) Petriski Iranov

Gender: Male
Age: 52
Mission Specialization: (Provides intel) Hostage Situations, Infiltration
Weapons specialization: (Driving or Flying) Flying
COB: Russia
Height: (m and cm or ft and in. 1 in = 2.5 cm and 1ft = thirty cm or 12 in.) 6ft 5in
Location: A Gulag in Russia

Eltee

Name: Mark Wall, Lt. (ret.)
Gender: M
Which Spec-Ops team did you use to belong to: JTF2
Mission specializations: Hostage Situations, Destroy
Weapon specializations: Assault Rifle, Submachine Gun
Favoured Deployment Type: Ground Insertion
Age: 29
Country of Birth: Canada
Height: 6'3
Contacts: Laila Abdul
Gender: F
Age: 21
Mission Specialization: Provides intel. Passable shot.
Weapons specialization: Driving.
COB: Tajikistan
Height: 5'9
Location: Kandahar, Afghanistan

Savilius:

Name: LT. Adam Makta
Gender: Male
Which Spec-Ops team did you use to belong to: SAS
Mission specializations: Infiltration, assassination
Weapon specializations: Sniper Rifles, Heavy Ordnance
Favoured Deployment Type: Prefers air deployment/ dropping from a helicopter
Age: 27
Country of Birth: North America
Height: 5 ft 7 inches
Contacts: Uh, Eddy Anderson

Gender: Male
Age: 35
Mission Specialization: Intel, means of escape
Weapons specialization: Flying
COB: UK
Height: 6ft 6 inches
Location: London, UK


Guns: M9, would like an L96 supressed

King A:

Name: Katarzyna Draczynski (Second Lieutenant, ppor.)
Gender: Female
Which Spec-Ops team: GROM (Grupa Reagowania Operacyjno-Manewrowego)
Mission specializations: Infiltration, bomb deployment
Weapon specializations: Assault rifle, explosives
Favored Deployment Type: Ground insertion
Age: 27
Country of Birth: Poland
Height: 5’9”

Contacts: Benedicto Zimas
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Mission Specialization: Provides intel, support
Weapons specialization: Flying
COB: Columbia
Height: 5’11”
Location: São Paulo, Brazil

Leyyuce:

Name: Christian Fournier
Gender: Male
Which Spec-Ops team did you use to belong to: GIGN
Mission specializations: Reconnaissance, infiltration
Weapon specializations: Handguns, medium-range rifles
Favored Deployment Type: Via ground.
Age: 28 years
Country of Birth: France
Height: 6' 2"

DragonHeart:

Name: Luke Flynn
Gender: Male
Which Spec-Ops team did you use to belong to: SAS
Mission specializations: Hostage situations, kidnap
Weapon specializations: Driving, Sub-Machine gun
Favoured Deployment Type: Parachute
Age: 47
Country of Birth: Brittan
Height: 1m 80cm

ImperilaKhajiit:

Name: Will Lilin
Gender: Male
Which Spec-Ops team did you use to belong to: SOA
Mission specializations: Unconventional Warfare/ Interrogations
Weapon specializations: Unarmed, Sniper Rifles
Favoured Deployment Type: Ground Insertion
Age: 30
Country of Birth: Australia
Height: 2m(I know, he's tall)

Name: Vincent Haden
Gender: Male
Which Spec-Ops team did you use to belong to: SAS
Mission specializations:infiltration, assault.
Weapon specializations: assault rifles, handguns
Favoured Deployment Type: via ground
Age: 37
Country of Birth: UK
Height: 6"1
Contacts: none

Starting Supplies:

You start off with $1000, an M9 and two hand grenades.

List of non-NWO countries:

This is important. It can affect how dangerous a mission is.

Yemen
Afghanistan
Iraq and Iran (Now Persia)
Bangladesh
Kazakhstan
Belarus
Papa New Guinea
Sardinia
Amazon
Uzbekistan
Pakistan

The RP is ready. If you want me to make changes to the OP ask me and I might do it. If you have any gun suggestions I want to hear it.

Two HUMVEEs, filled with highly trained, heavily armoured soldiers, parked outside Mark Wall's hidden bunker. They had been racing through the Canadian countryside for hours, one of those hours being spent trying to navigate the thick snow which threatened to stop the small convoy's journey. A Commandant of the NWO Special Forces Division opened the door and took out a megaphone.

Lieutenant Mark Wall, ex-JTF servicemen, please come outside immediately and you will not be harmed. We have you surrounded and a helicopter is on stand-by. Come with us and you will be spared. You have five minutes." He turned to his soldiers and whispered. "Go round the back, to the secret entrance, and wait for him there. If he comes, shoot to kill."

A motion detector had revealed the truck coming up the road fifteen minutes earlier. Mark, still wearing nothing but an undershirt and boxers, rubbed his eyes. How the hell did they find me? He wondered, watching a the monitor of a secret security camera. He pressed a button. An antitank mine, one of several dozen encircling the underground bunker, exploded directly beneath the Humvee.

Tyhe Commandant was thrown a few metres in the air but landed on his feet with nothing more than a few bruises. The soldiers inside the HUMVEE had their limbs blown of as the vehicle burned. The soldiers in the other HUMVEE jumped out and backed away from it, as if it was a bomb, rigged to explode.

"Damn you!" He threw away his megaphone and took out an LMG. "We need air support!" He barked an order at his soldiers and they charged into the bunker.

Jack sighed, and picked up his FN handgun. Swearing, he hastily puled on his combat fatigue pants and boots. That was all he had time for before a soldier poked his head into his command room. Instinctively, he fired twice at the intruder, heart then head.

The soldier was hit just below the heart and the second shot missed, however, it hit a gas pipe sending liquid fire spraying at the man. He screamed and then died. The other soldiers fired a volley of shots at the Canadian, spraying bullets all around him. One managed to hit him in the leg and he fell to the ground. Like a pack of dogs, they advanced on him.

"Time to go to sleep." Cackled one of them.

Suddenly, there was a crack and the soldier fell backwards. His companions looked around. Then, a soldier fired at his fellow and whipped off his helmet. The other soldier saw this but was shot dead before he could get his had near the trigger. The remaining soldier turned to Mark.

"Mark, I'm Captain John MacGannon and it looks like you may need my help." He extended his hand.

Mark groaned. "Looks like it." He said, taking his hand grimly.

John pulled him to his feet and helped him dust off. "You should have been prepared." Commented John. "I blew my cover for you. Never mind that though."

"They caught me at a bad time." Mark laughed. "Gimme a sec to get dressed, then we can go."

"Sure. The commandant's still alive." His radio crackled.

"Soldiers! Soldiers. Why can I not here gunfire? Is he dead?" Yelled the Commandant hysterically.

"Yes, sir. I'm bringing the body out now." Replied John. "Hurry. We have a minute before he comes in."

In less than fifteen seconds, Mark was dressed. He hastily put on a toque and fingerless black gloves, and reloaded his handgun. "Let's go."

"You stay behind me." Whispered John, lifting the body of a dead soldier.

Slowly, they walked through the base and made it to the entrance. "Ahhh! The body! Let me see it!"

McGannon dropped the body on the ground and let the Commandant inspect it. "Good! Good! Wait, this looks like..."

Whoever it looked like we will never know as John whipped out his rifle and fired a burst of bullets into the Commandants head. "You can come out now."

Mark quickly picked up the Commandant's rifle (an IW80 I'm guessing?) and quickly fired a few scattered shots at the remaining soldiers.

The bullets hit their targets but the gun jammed and was rendered useless. "Damn NWO guns." Commented John. "Always breaking. Any questions you want to ask before we get in the HUMVEE?"

"You saved my ass, that's good enough for now." Mark commented, jumping into the passenger's seat. "We need to ditch this hummer asap, it's too conspicuous. We can probably get a car from the Petro-Can up the road, the mechanic is a friend."

"No, I have something better." Said John, pulling a radio to his mouth. "Big Bird, I have the Package. Meet me at co-ordinates decided earlier. I repeat, Big Bird I have the Package."

John kicked the HUMVEE into action and drove down the snow-covered road.

After driving for a few minutes, they became aware of a sound generated by rotors.

Mark laughed. "You thought of everything."

"No I didn't. That's not mine. Get on that gun and shoot it." He yelled, veering off the road and into a snowy valley. "I'll try to lose him in the forest."

"Ah, sh*t..." Mark muttered, jumping into the back of the hummer. He opened the hatch. ".50, perfect..." He muttered, letting loose a stream of rounds at the helicopter.

The helicopter dodged all of the bullets and fired a volley of rockets. John shouted and twisted around the densely packed trees. Some trees crashed to the ground forcing him to change direction. "Keep firing. Aim for the fuselage!"

Mark gritted his teeth, and fired a few more MG bursts at the pursuing chopper, aiming for the point where the tail joined the fuselage.