[color=6ecff6]Joe's right arm swung in an arc and his left followed obediently, the blade of his hatchet sent chunks of bark and pale wood flying into the sluggish but cool air He stood wide legged and steady, his black and green checkered top strained in places as his arms came down abruptly once more, another lump of tree flesh flashing past his face. Four long tree corpses lay beside the one he was cutting apart, all of them ready for today's action.

Behind him Joe could hear Charlie and Alpha setting up the wire and clamping down the holding bars, he would help them after he pulled down the current and the next sorry pine, they didn't know this dark wood and the rough bark like he did. The platforms for these trees of death were already set up and the wedges ready, Joe didn't want to see the bodies that were unlucky enough to catch these as they fell.
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[color=f7976a]Rich stood by the road side with his rifle in front of him, leaning against a tree, he kicked a pine cone - his boot just clipped it and the grenade looking thing rolled a meager few feet. Frustratingly but subtly he pushed off the tree and pulled his leg back, plummeting his foot down his toes lifted the cone into the air and he heard it crash through the leaves and needles on the other side of the road. Relaxing back onto the tall tree he heard the boys behind him being taught a lesson by the woodsmen, who seemed to prefer trees to actually human beings, but Rich didn't mind that.

The adrenaline had begun to rise steadily through his body a few minutes ago, it was only an hour until the convoy was expected and he was ready for the fight.[/color]

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[color=aba000]Captain Furus on falling woods.[/color]

[color=fff79a]' Intel suggest the convoy will be composed of one BMP and four trucks. Aiming to maintaining supplies we will not use a mine, instead attempt to entangle the tracks of the BMP leading the convoy with a steel cable, stopping it in its tracks. Following this the trees will fall on the trucks and our men will eliminate all resistance'[/color]

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[color=f7976a]It wasn't a BMP. They had tracks, this thing had wheels, eight of the fucking things. Tucked up against the foliage Rich held his rifle close to his chest and felt the ground shift as the BTR crashed into the Steel cable stretched across the road, pulling trees from their massive roots its wheels twisted and it skidded into the road side, crashing violently into the trees there.

Rushing forward with the others they tucked into the BTR's blind side and killed the driver of the truck in front of them, two of the trucks were already crushed, rich heard gunfire further into the convoy, and he thought he saw Franklin hit the floor. One trooper stepped out of a truck and sent a barrage of bullets flying in all directions, clipping one of Richs squad mates. 

Rich shot him in the head, a burst of crimson decorated the crack windscreen behind him, he fell limply.

The BTR fired wildly but its area of fire was no where near the squads. A lone trooper stumbled from another truck screaming in agony, steam rose from his red fleshy body, a yellow stain in his blood as it pooled beneath him. Leiutenant Rose put the man out of his misery.

Orders were to pull back, the BTR was radioing in reinforcements, and Rich was left as scout to assess the heat. After around 15 minutes the hazy sound of a chopped crashed over the forest and he called it in, the rest of bravo wasn't far behind him.

He saw rockets being fired from his side and the stuck BTR's turret erupted from its body, burrowing into the soil not a few feet away from him, the heli evaded the high rise RPGs fired from within the woods, unleashing a burst of rage upon those that had fired them and then flew away at some speed. Looking up and brushing the dirt from his face, Rich saw three more BTR's rolling in and around 20 troops on foot.
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[color=fff200]“Pull back to Echo line, Alpha, Bravo and Charlie, bunker down in 4 to 13 burrows, all troops lay low” [color=fff79a]Captain Furus' voice came across the Radio.[/color][/color]

[color=f7976aFalling back Rich ran to his squad, and joined them in 6th burrow underground, once he had caught his breath, he heard footsteps above.[/color]