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| Name | Assault |
| Genre | Drama, Action, Adventure, Scifi |
| Created by | WikiBuilder1147, K6ka, OpelSpeedster |
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| Original Run | 13 October 2014 |
| Status | Running |
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| Preceded by: | Assault |
| Succeeded by: | Capitulation |
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Misfire is the tenth episode of the Revolution series by WikiBuilder1147, K6ka and OpelSpeedster. It depicts the adventures of a group of youngsters as they fight against the oppressive regime under which they live their lives in constant scrutiny and fear.
Previously on Revolution…
After a series of misfortunes suffered by the Liberation Army, including the death of one and near-deaths of several others, they have licked their wounds inflicted upon them. Now, the Liberation Army stands at the gates of Bridgeport. Now is the time to strike…
Chapter 1
"Keep firing!" Ben screamed to the 1st, 2nd, and 6th Infantry Squads under his command amid the wreckage of several burnt-out vehicles. He was in a sitting position in full combat gear, his back on a destroyed hovercar's side. He raised his assault rifle above his head and over the hovercar, and began shooting blindly.
He pulled out his communicator and called Harry. "This isn't working. The Government forces are too powerful! My squads can't hold much longer. We have to pull out!"
There was a short period of static accompanied with the odd explosion. Then, Harry finally replied, "Alright. All forces, retreat to pre-specified extraction points immediately!"
"C'mon, people, let's move out!" Ben shouted. "Extraction point, pronto! Avoid capture at all costs!" The squads shuffled, then ran, then sprinted their way out of the city. As they made their unceremonious exit, the battered troops of the Liberation Army shot their guns and threw grenades blindly in an effort to discourage pursuit.
Ben finally reached a large pickup truck and climbed into the back. He looked at the carnage before him. It was chaos. The scattered rebel army scuttled about like ants avoiding Government fire. Several soldiers climbed into Ben's vehicle.
"That was a close one," one boy panted.
"We're not out of trouble yet," Ben replied.
"How many on board so far?" called the driver.
"Twenty-five!" Ben shouted back.
"Right, we're out of here!" the driver said. He stepped on the accelerator. Hard. The truck shot off back towards base.
Hundreds of cars, one by one, began their journey back towards camp. Ben put his back against the ute in relief. They had finally gotten away from the Government.
Then he saw large dots of light fly into the sky from the city.
His eyes widened in panic. He grabbed his communicator.
"All drivers, this is Lieutenant-General Faulkner. There are enemy missiles incoming. Step on it! Now!"
"I see them!" came several replies.
"Holy crap!" said another.
Every single vehicle began speeding up to their very limit. The missiles stopped their rise into the sky and began descending. They hit the ground, shattering before sending tonnes of dirt and shrapnel into the air. Ben looked on in horror as several trucks exploded, instantly incinerating those within them.
Ben put his hands over his face in shame. They had failed.
Chapter 2
Supreme Command was once again convened in the war room of Camp Alpha.
"We suffered heavy casualties," Lieutenant-General Daniel Geraldton said glumly. "The 3rd and 4th Infantry Squads were wiped out, and the 1st Artillery Squadron as of today no longer exists. Besides that, many others have been killed. We've inflicted, at best, superficial damage upon the enemy."
"This war didn't have a good start," Harry muttered. "Why did we fail?"
"Perhaps the strategy was not sound," suggested Brigadier-General Harald Knutsen.
"I beg to differ," Ben countered. "I believe the weapons we currently have, such as our light cannons, are hardly enough to take on a city as large as Bridgeport. We need to acquire new weapons so that the strategy can be effective."
"What do you suggest we do?" asked Harry.
"There's another camp not far from Bridgeport. Camp Victor-Delta-251," Ben replied. "Sources indicate that Victor-Delta has heavier weaponry and is more heavily armed. While this camp will be more difficult to take, if we do, we will have all the weapons we need to take Bridgeport."
"I have an idea," said Major-General Miami Hodgson. The rest of the group turned to look at the red-haired girl standing next to Ben.
"I think that we can do what Lieutenant-General Faulkner, General Miller and Colonel Townsend did when they rescued me," she said.
"Which is?"
A guard tower collapsed in flames as the 1st and 2nd Infantry Squads under Benjamin Faulkner stormed Camp Victor-Delta-251. Soldier after soldier collapsed to the ground, was blown off their feet and/or vaporised instantly. Laser cannons lining the boundaries of the camp turned in on the area it was supposed to protect and continuously fired at targets, scorching the ground.
Pandemonium ensued as troops scuttled about the camp grounds, searching desperately for a way to push the enemy out. Government tanks rolled about seeking out groups of enemy soldiers and blasting them to pieces. Sometimes Liberation Army soldiers would climb into a tank, hijack it, and start seeking out Government soldiers to blast to pieces.
The commandeered tanks aimed at the infrastructure of the camp and began bringing the whole thing down. Guard towers crumbled. Living quarters disintegrated. The roof of the central command building caved in before the walls too gave way. With the camp's destruction, the Government soldiers could do nothing but flee before the marching Liberation Army. Tank after tank rolled out under the command of Liberation Army drivers.
"We're doing well," said Ben, speaking into his communicator. "Capture complete. We now have ten tanks under our control."
"Good," Daniel replied. "Very good."
Chapter 3
To be uploaded by 24th October 2014, 1200 UTC