a reply to: tothetenthpower
Gender - male
Disposition - passive, belligerent, aggressive, and believes it what he is doing
Appearance - 6' 5" 270 pounds all muscle
Strength - 10
Perception - 5
Charisma - 7
Intelligence - 6
Agility - 7
Luck - 5 -
Jason Striker was a team leader with the Special Tactical Unit (S.T.U.) that rolled into town. The orders were to start with the school; leave no
survivors and withdraw to the staging area until the parents and town officials showed up.
Most of the town would turn out and rush for the school, or so the planners had said; parents, and anyone else who finally arrived at the school were
to be all put down. All buildings and everything breathing would be a target after the school.
Background from Jason's memory:
The town had been identified as a group of like minded misfits/preppers and conspiracy nuts. Some residents in the town might be armed so all
tactical precautions were to be maintained.
The briefing had continued with, "this is a terrorist cult town" (TCT) who hates the government and thinks there are way to many people in the world.
Someone or some organization in the town has managed to splice viruses (bugs in Jason's mind)) together and they are mailing bug coated letters all
over the world through the normal mail. Furthermore, even those who know nothing of the TCT activities are infected and would continue to spread the
deadly virus unless they were stopped. Every citizen is a disease packet (D.P.) just waiting to be turned loose on the world.
S.T.U.s job was to stop the process.
This is a bad evil group in the process of releasing the Red Flu to all of the world. There is something in the towns drinking water which has
apparently made everyone immune to the effects of the virus.. Nevertheless they were all carriers was the briefed supposition and thus the extreme
measures that were to be carried out were absolutely necessary. More Blah, Blah, Blah as far as Jason was concerned... He was an action kind of guy.
Point him in the right direction and don't fill his head with a bunch of touchy feely B.S.
Lead, follow, or get out of his way !
One thing he did take away from the briefing that he found astounding was that the mortality rate of the Flu at this stage was around 80% even with
Once the teams job was finished a special Hazmat team would move in to dispose of what bodies that were not to be used for autopsy and other medical
purposes. Hazmat and other special Ops folks would then basically roll up the sidewalks of this once isolated little town as if it never existed.
Jason's initial after action report:
We rolled into town at precisely 08:45 and dismounted with 10 teams. Our mission plan was to hit the school and kill everything and everyone within
sight: Planned mission time was 25 mikes. Everything was going as planned until we started taking sniper fire from a heavy caliber rifle. The first to
fall was my second in command Lt. Baker. He was right next to me when his head basically exploded. It was so violent and quick his body actually
continue to run for a few steps before falling over. We already had teams one through eight in the building so the rest of my team along with team ten
tried to set up a return fire defensive perimeter in front of the school and behind our APCs . Whoever the sniper was he was good. 4 more team members
were down and out. Our issued body armor was like a cotton shirt to the weapon he was using. IMO without hearing the medical report it would be my
guess he was using .50 caliber H.E. rounds or maybe something even larger. We wanted to return fire but there was no indication of the direction the
fire was coming; the weapon was silenced, a very long way off, or all the shooting at the school drowned out his firing sequence ? Teams one through
eight continued in the school but we were unable to close off all exits in the rear because of the sniper. No doubt some D.P.s got away..
Over the next 10 mikes we started receiving small caliber fire from some of the towns folk which we suppressed by return fire and drone one and two.
Someone was able to down drone two and I assume it was the sniper ?
We have pulled back to our staging area and are requesting a reinforcement of at least 3 additional teams and 2 drones on station with IR. The
operation is not going as planned yet we can salvage the rest if we have the additional teams and drones.
Capt J. Striker commander team nine and communications officer reporting
Jason hit enter and sent his team statement back to C&C (command and control in his mind) but was actually called the "TARC" which stood for Tactical
Armed Response Center which was all under Home Land Security (HLS).
One thing about working for the government there were a lot of alphabetic B.S. one had to learn.
As he sat in the APC (Armored Personnel Carrier) Jason went back over the planned attack.. He had never liked the mission parameters.. Rolling into a
one horse town with ten teams as a show of force when his team and possibly one other could have accomplished the whole mission at the school with
silenced weapons and no one would have been the wiser..
"Ours is not to question why but to do or die", came back to his mind as he sat there rehashing what has transpired less than two hours ago.
Now it was a waiting game. Let the parents and other local yokels gather at the school so they could be terminated.
Jason was not in the school shooting teachers and kids; he had only heard some of the funny stories of the looks on the teachers and kids faces as
they were shot down like dogs.. He felt nothing for the D.P.s They were just people on the wrong side of the line. Lt. Baker was another matter
though. Jason would have to write the letter to his wife.
"War is hell" he thought. This was a war that if he and his team members did not win then quite possibly 80% of all humanity would be infected and
die. Not once did it cross Jason Striker's mind that this mission was not as was briefed or as appeared. He had moved up the ranks of S.T.U. because
he knew how to get things done for his superiors. Whether breaking heads of the TRIAD, Mexican Cartels, or anyplace around the world Jason in his mind
was defending the flag and the rule of law set forth by his superiors. He slept well at night.
Really not surprising as he had always wanted to be part of something with a higher purpose. Upon his stent as an Army Ranger he had been told if he
stayed with the service there would be a Star in his future one day. But Jason found the Army Ranger life to boring and to restricted for his taste.
S.T.U. had offered him real clear cut missions at least once a month and all the training a guy could ask for without the Frigging rules of engagement
the Army was so fond of..
It was within the first year at S.T.U. that two teams were pinned down and the Team One commander had been killed. Jason was communications officer
with team two. Team two commander had his head down and for all intents and purposes was trying to dig a fox hole with his teeth. The incoming fire
was horrendous form a well armed drug gang of Honduras. Jason was tired of being pinned down so he and John Stark grabbed their automatics and low
crawled to a firing solution where they were able to kill all 8 of the bad guys. Within two years both Jason and John were team leaders.
"No guts no glory".
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