Field reports

[HelmetHair]

Field report for UFO 117:

Commissar Toshido Matsuda

Rough landing in desert terrain at twilight. Heavy resistance from sectoids attempting to pin us. 3 kills outside of the small ufo with accurate rifle fire in the first few seconds of the engagement. Upon entry to the Alien craft Sergeant Uzay Dursun was critically wounded and agents Douglas Cooper and Darren Astrid were killed instantly.

Knowing the Aliens were simply using our wounded man as bait an enterprising rookie Melvin Mathews, used his grav pack and fusion torch simply cut a hole over the aliens head and  drop stun grenades to neutralize the aliens covering the entry hatch.

[mumble]

(Might as well repost here ....)

Field Report of Raid on Red Dawn Outpost.

Our van of 4 agents, equipped with tommy guns arrived at 15:20 hours. Gunfire errupted shortly after exiting the vehicle. Ranjit Sharma and Camila Rodrigues Took cover Behind the van, While Donald Stodard and Tatsuo Kikuchi Took cover behind a small hill. Gunfire blew out the right side of the engine compartment of the van, as detailed in the insurance claim report. Donald Returned fire from atop the hill with a burst of gunfire, which impacted a row of fuel barrels outside the residence, causing an explosion which knocked out the wall, and another bullet must of struck a very high explosive inside the residence, because afterwards, the entire house seemed to evaporate, killing everyone in the area, and damn near deafening the troops.  Only 1 hostile was left after that.

[HelmetHair]

Equipment requisition:

1 pair boots

reason:
Sectoids brains stains rendering boots "smelly" after agent landed on a an enemy hiding in a cave and agent moving above fell through a sink hole rendering the Alien combat ineffective.

[mumble]

Wait, falling on an enemy hurts them?...interesting.....Can you do this with hover suits to gomba stimp them???

[HelmetHair]

no. only if you can't see them. you can't forcefully or knowingly move into a square occupied by another unit. it was a complete fluke.

[mumble]

Dawww... No gomba stomping intentionally? Thats dumb, this should be modded in, somehow, hehe

[HelmetHair]

He was bleeding out...

The gaping hole just under his vest was large and angled up exiting above a kidney. He could feel wetness running down his back and knew his number was finally up. He'd gotten the Slavic son of a bitch but not before being mortally wounded. He was isolated and his fireteam was dead or dying and he knew if he rendered aid he was still going die and then they'd just execute the wounded.

He sprayed some of the healing junk into the gaping maw to try to staunch the bleeding and cinched his belt tighter while pulling his fatigues up over his navel like an old man. He had to keep his guts in to do what he needed to do and didn't want them falling out.

The gushing slowed to a mere free flow of dark red.

Not arterial then, probably a liver hit he mused.

He walked over to the trenchcoated sunglass wearing gargoyle of a man he'd killed. He rummaged around and found what he wanted...A memory card which held vital data that was what the overall mission needed. He weighted it in his hand a moment and threw it on to an overhang where he knew the second team was at and would sparkle through its arc in the light of the skyraider. Hopefully they'd find it on their way back to Evac.

Mission Accomplished, now for some payback

He focused his attention on the door to the Slavic asshole had surprised him from and walked calmly to it. He opened the door and was peppered by SMG fire, all of it stopped cold by his vest by a Red Beret.

He calmly let a burst vaporize the beret to mix with blood and brains in an abstract painting all over the wall behind the slumping corpse. He pivoted and saw a female soldier raising an LMG, but he was quicker and dropped her revealing another man he didn't see pulling the trigger with a wry smile.

He prepared for death, hearing two shots whose muted booms would have killed him. Well, they would have if the smug bastard hadn't missed...twice.

shooting from the hip? Way to go there Rambo.

He snatched a grenade off his shoulder and thumped the stripes of Rambo's ugly shirt. Fragments tore at him but Rambo was a smear.

He coughed up a little blood and clumped past the bits of Rambo and into a corridor through smoke smelling like cordite and burning hair. One of his legs wasn't working quite right as blood squished into his boots; if it was his or someone else's he didn't know. He leaned against the wall and tried to catch his breath.

He pulled an autoinjector of combat stimulants out of his belt and jabbed it into his thigh. He felt his pulse quicken as his body responded to the cocktail. He heard gunfire and explosions and a felt a wave of heat as a man ran in front of him and down another corridor hauling serious ass.

He rounded the corner and was confronted with the backs of three enemy soldiers. He dropped one with a burst and the action locked open...out of ammo. He dropped his rifle

This was it.

Time to die

He felt himself grin like death's head and drew his sword. This one was made out of some kind of incredible advanced alloy and was a meter of polished nigh unbreakable razor. It seemed to float into his hand.

He slashed the first hard in an arc from the nape of thick neck clear through the spine. He did not even look at the almost decapitated foe as he stepped and flashed up and drove the point to the hilt into the second's heart and he rotated the blade. The second groaned and fell limply.

He scooped up the second soldiers AK-47 and dusted the rest of the magazine at a few soldiers flailing toward him their clothing and skin ablaze from sticky incendiary. He probably shouldn't have done them the favor of shortening their misery, but fuck it.

He dropped the now empty rifle ;hanging on the ragged edge of conciousness as he stumbled forward.

He moved into a room with a stairwell and was almost shot by a grim but familiar face.

Arms reached for him as he fell into darkness...



He awoke in a bed groggy and in pain. His mouth was dry and he had not one but two IV trees pumping various colored fluids into him. There was a figure standing over him.

The Commissar smiled.

[Dr.Crowley]

Woah, what a good piece of fanfition I see!

[Solarius Scorch]

Yeah, you know well how to pleasure a man!

[mumble]

Yeah, you know well how to pleasure a man!

 

You really could of phrased that better lol

[HelmetHair]

Yeah, you know well how to pleasure a man!

I do indeed, and I can cook. 

As in Walter White or Waffles.... I'm pretty versatile.

[Countdown]

Woah, what a good piece of fanfition I see!

Agreed. Solid stuff.

[Dr.Crowley]

Field Report: Cult Outpost Investigation XX
X-Com SWAT team

After long period of absence our green-robed friends from The Cult of Dagon showed up again - our intelligence found their outpost in France. HQ thinks this is very good opportunity to capture some their high-ranked members for interrogation and I am fully agreed. We still don't know very much about these freaks and their agenda, but everyone agreed that they are real treat.
 
Well, it was our lucky day - scouts located two unusual-looking cultists right near outpost. Mission objectives were clear - capture both of them and neutralize others. To prevent any accidental shooting HQ ordered all squad member to use non-lethal weapons, primarly stun rods. It sounded risky - even with our alloy vests, helmets and tactical shields there was a chance that something will go wrong - but we couldn't let our would-be prisoners die.
Thank god there were no surprises this time and mission went smoothly right from the beggining. We managed to take prisoners even before most of cultists understood what's going on and we caught them almost literally with the pants down.

[Dr.Crowley]

Mission Briefing: Church of Dagon Base Assault
X-Com SWAT Team

Alright, boys and girls, we've got something big this time. Remember that Black Lotus stronghold? Yeah, Mebreatu, that was a nice shot, but try to refrain from using the Missile Launcher against enemy commander again. Yes, I know we're trying to get rid of any alien collaborationists but shooting all of them dead is not the best solution. We must strike to the core of problem, got it? Good.
Ahem. Okay, our intelligence believes that they pinpointed the location of a major base belonging to The Church of Dagon. You know what it means, right? Yeah, it's time to use your stun rods for something better than zapping your buddy's ass when he turns away from you. Do you hear me, Bosansky?! Good.
Ahem. Since we're expecting some of the cult's high rank personnel to be there, our primary objective is to deliever them alive to our science guys. Any other uncataloged enemy must be captured too, if possible. Common Followers, Chosen and Priests are disposable. And hold your cheers - an enemy leader can be extremely dangerous, just recall that Black Lotus Avatar. Intel guys asked me to warn all of you: they suspect that hi-ranks of the Church can use some sort of mind control like the aliens we encoutered a year ago. Yeah, Jenssen, you MUST use your stun rod if you see somebody mind-controlled.
Well, that's all, folks. Dissmissed.