User:TheAmazingBBP/Blackout at White Pass

Part 1: Frostbite
Wednesday, March 2, 2011

08:17:22 AM

White Pass, Northern Andes, Argentina

'''PFC. Raymond Hartford'''

333rd Army Battalion

I was sent out on another patrol. Oh, those damned patrols. Nobody ever came near the outpost, and it seemed a blizzard would roll in right when I was sent out. We were in the northern Andes mountains, set up at a radar station codenamed "White Pass" because of the fact that it was always snowing, and that there was a huge bridge which was the main way into this ghost town we called our barracks.

But I had to do my job. I grabbed my M416 and my M9, and i set out. My only support was my rifle and radio. Anyway, I started out of the town. I had to clear out the southern forest between the radar station and the town. I started off into the forest, not really paying any attention to my surroundings, as I knew there would be nothing. As i walked south, I heard an engine. A low, rumbling engine. I looked in the direction. I just started to look away after seeing some treads and the side of an armored vehicle, which i guessed was an M3A3, when something on it caught my eye. Something red. Looking at it once more, I found it. The red thing was the star of the Russian army. I went up to it, and started to check it. The armored vehicle was a BMD-3 "Bakhcha". I was taking a good look at it, when the turret started to swivel. In my direction. I dropped to the snow, hoping it wouldn't see me. I laid on all of my equipment, so as to help conceal me. It worked. The vehicle's turret turned away. I ran away, so as to get clear, then i radioed command. "Command, this is Charlie 4-3, out on patrol. I have spotted an enemy Bakhcha while on patrol, sending coordinates now, over." "Roger, 4-3, it may be a scout. We will prepare defenses. Plant a tracer on it and keep searching. Out." "Roger, Command. Out." I drew my tracer dart gun, and fired a round into the back of the BMD. It glowed red. I then disabled the glow and left it. Command would be watching the BMD using this device. It was like chipping an animal, only you did it to a tank and the tank wouldn't have an idea in hell if anyone was even there. I kept walking, and i found an enemy vodnik. There was no one in it. I then heard talking coming from the back. I saw two men messing with something, probably C4, in the back. I radioed command. "Command, Charlie 4-3 again. I have found two men messing with stuff in the back of a vodnik." I listened some more, and heard a group of enemy foot-mobiles. "Roger, 4-3. Permission to engage. Try to do it as quiet as possible. Out."

I detached my knife from my belt. I waited for one to walk away. I saw him open the passenger side door. I went ahead and stabbed the second man under his chin, the tip of my blade making a hole in his tongue. I climbed into the back of the vodnik.

The second man came back. He seemed panicked at first, when he saw the body. Then he was quiet. "Why?" you might ask. I stabbed the guy in the eye. I hopped out and disposed of the bodies. I spoke fluent russian, so I decided to switch my clothes with the first man's. In 2 minutes, i was a russian infiltrating the american satellite station. When the rest of the russians came back, I told them an american patrol had snuck up on the first man and stabbed him, but i shot him with my 9A-91. I then loaded a fresh magazine into the carbine, and flatlined the rest of them. I then redressed in my uniform. I went back to the command center, where i was debriefed and sent back to my barracks. I decided to go and have a snack. Hot chocolate may be an okay drink, but it's the best thing in the world when you are a Private First Class deployed in the Northern Andes mountains. I decided to look out my window. Just at that time, i saw an explosion rock the westernmost building in the town. I realized that this was the day. The base commander yelled over the loudspeaker, "All units, get to your vehicles, we have enemy units trying to take the command center! MOVE!!" I headed for my Humvee, as an A-10 screamed past.