The Protective Raven I
DAY I; 5:50 am
Marka
The town of Marka was exactly as a typical small town in Zamosk, a central street, on both sides of it having some blocks and all of this surrounded by houses. The border between the Parthian Union and the parasite state called Kingdom of Zamosk is passing exactly through the center of the town.
Major Emilianenko entered the living room of an apartment at the fourth floor of an apartment building on the Parthian side of town. The sun was slowly ascending, beginning to show itself from the east, while the buildings kept the town shadowed and thus the streets were still dark.
“Do you see something?” he asked Sergent Veisi who was sitting at distance from the window looking outside.
“No, tovarase Maior, there were some sounds like a truck engine, which our informers in the city said that they are armored cars, but I didn’t see anything.”
“Hm… The “special” hour is approaching, let’s go!”
“Understood, tovarase Maior.”
The two got out of the building and went south through a parallel street of the main one and in a few minutes they got out of town and met with forces from the 14[SUP]th[/SUP] Motorized Infantry Division, from the 1[SUP]st[/SUP] Corps of the 5[SUP]th[/SUP] Army. There was a convoy specially created for the mission of supporting the infantry in capturing the town, made of five Carentanian CM-40 Armored Cars and two IMD-3 medium tanks. A soldier came to the major:
“Tovarase Maior! We have received orders that twenty four has passed and the planes have already left the airbases. We are to proceed when the planes pass over us.”
“Good, I understood. Everyone in the cars!” Emilianenko yelled as he took his position as commander of the second CM-40 car, behind the two tanks and another armored car that leads the convoy. Three infantry platoons were to move alongside the vehicles as they went to capture the town hall, as on the other side of the street is the police headquarters, the headquarters of the Salvation Army.
It wasn’t long before the distinctive sound of the IAA-15 jet fighters could be heard going north.
“All units, this is Emilianenko, advance, I repeat, advance.” Said the major on the radio as the convoy started to move. After a few seconds, they took a turn to the left and entered the main street of the town, going northwards.
The border was represented in the city by a simple barrier that was put on the middle of the street. It was easy for the armored car to topple it. The convoy advanced up to the point where the town hall could be seen when immediately a blast was heard and the first armored car, who was leading the convoy was hit by a shell and it perforated its armor. Recovering from the surprise quickly, the crew from the tank immediately led their vehicle in front of the side street from where the car was blasted. They quickly fired and hit a Talemantine light tank before the crew inside it had the time to reload. The explosions triggered the ambush of the Salvationist Army, as they were waiting for the Parthian forces. The convoy continued on its route towards the town hall providing covering fire for the infantry.
As the convoy stopped, the infantry stormed the administrative building and the surrounding blocks from where the Salvationists were shooting. As the main gunners remained in the cars, the other crew members got our and began shooting at the Salvationists. In time, the shootings began to decrease in intensity as some and more Salvationist nests were overrun by Parthian soldiers. In the end, the town hall was taken.
“Tovarase Maior! We are taking casualties at the post office; we need help as there is a machine gun nest that pins us down!”
“Understood, let me contact the command.” He changed the frequencies for the radio from the armored car. “Command, this is Emilianenko, we need to move the convoy to the post office to help our soldiers there. Do we have green light?”
“Major, the bulk of the division is just a kilometer south of the town, set up a perimeter around the town hall and go with the convoy at the post station. Over.” He heard the hoarse voice or Hetman Sinitsyn approving. Emilianenko got out of the car and shouted:
“Men, set up a perimeter here. The bulk of the division will soon come, but I don’t think that there will be an attack now; the convoy will go to the post office. Take care!”
The post office was a quarter or kilometer to the north and at an intersection, take the turn to the left and after a hundred meters you were in front of it. The convoy followed the route. The more they were approaching the post office, the more shootings were heard more and more loudly than the engines of the cars and tanks. At the intersection, the first tank took the turn left, immediately firing on the machine gun nest in front of the post office, the other followed, but when the armored car of the major was preparing to turn, a small group appeared from between the buildings and shot with an RPG-2. The main gunner managed to kill them but they launched the rocket.
“Stop the CAR! STOP! STOP!” The car stopped. As the rocket was approaching, the major closed his eyes waiting for the impact. Immediately, a short scratching-like noise was heard followed by an explosion. Emilianenko slowly opened his eyes. He looked around. Everything seemed intact. When he looked outside, he saw on the sidewalk on his left a crater. The rocket missed them. Until the crewmembers have recovered from the shock, they saw that in front of them, the infantry was already storming the post office. They got out of the cars and when he went in front of it, Emilianenko saw that the rocket hit the car, but with its small wings.
By now the soldiers were showing the tricolor of Parthia on the post office. The city was liberated. And it was just the first day.
DAY I; 5:50 am
Marka
The town of Marka was exactly as a typical small town in Zamosk, a central street, on both sides of it having some blocks and all of this surrounded by houses. The border between the Parthian Union and the parasite state called Kingdom of Zamosk is passing exactly through the center of the town.
Major Emilianenko entered the living room of an apartment at the fourth floor of an apartment building on the Parthian side of town. The sun was slowly ascending, beginning to show itself from the east, while the buildings kept the town shadowed and thus the streets were still dark.
“Do you see something?” he asked Sergent Veisi who was sitting at distance from the window looking outside.
“No, tovarase Maior, there were some sounds like a truck engine, which our informers in the city said that they are armored cars, but I didn’t see anything.”
“Hm… The “special” hour is approaching, let’s go!”
“Understood, tovarase Maior.”
The two got out of the building and went south through a parallel street of the main one and in a few minutes they got out of town and met with forces from the 14[SUP]th[/SUP] Motorized Infantry Division, from the 1[SUP]st[/SUP] Corps of the 5[SUP]th[/SUP] Army. There was a convoy specially created for the mission of supporting the infantry in capturing the town, made of five Carentanian CM-40 Armored Cars and two IMD-3 medium tanks. A soldier came to the major:
“Tovarase Maior! We have received orders that twenty four has passed and the planes have already left the airbases. We are to proceed when the planes pass over us.”
“Good, I understood. Everyone in the cars!” Emilianenko yelled as he took his position as commander of the second CM-40 car, behind the two tanks and another armored car that leads the convoy. Three infantry platoons were to move alongside the vehicles as they went to capture the town hall, as on the other side of the street is the police headquarters, the headquarters of the Salvation Army.
It wasn’t long before the distinctive sound of the IAA-15 jet fighters could be heard going north.
“All units, this is Emilianenko, advance, I repeat, advance.” Said the major on the radio as the convoy started to move. After a few seconds, they took a turn to the left and entered the main street of the town, going northwards.
The border was represented in the city by a simple barrier that was put on the middle of the street. It was easy for the armored car to topple it. The convoy advanced up to the point where the town hall could be seen when immediately a blast was heard and the first armored car, who was leading the convoy was hit by a shell and it perforated its armor. Recovering from the surprise quickly, the crew from the tank immediately led their vehicle in front of the side street from where the car was blasted. They quickly fired and hit a Talemantine light tank before the crew inside it had the time to reload. The explosions triggered the ambush of the Salvationist Army, as they were waiting for the Parthian forces. The convoy continued on its route towards the town hall providing covering fire for the infantry.
As the convoy stopped, the infantry stormed the administrative building and the surrounding blocks from where the Salvationists were shooting. As the main gunners remained in the cars, the other crew members got our and began shooting at the Salvationists. In time, the shootings began to decrease in intensity as some and more Salvationist nests were overrun by Parthian soldiers. In the end, the town hall was taken.
“Tovarase Maior! We are taking casualties at the post office; we need help as there is a machine gun nest that pins us down!”
“Understood, let me contact the command.” He changed the frequencies for the radio from the armored car. “Command, this is Emilianenko, we need to move the convoy to the post office to help our soldiers there. Do we have green light?”
“Major, the bulk of the division is just a kilometer south of the town, set up a perimeter around the town hall and go with the convoy at the post station. Over.” He heard the hoarse voice or Hetman Sinitsyn approving. Emilianenko got out of the car and shouted:
“Men, set up a perimeter here. The bulk of the division will soon come, but I don’t think that there will be an attack now; the convoy will go to the post office. Take care!”
The post office was a quarter or kilometer to the north and at an intersection, take the turn to the left and after a hundred meters you were in front of it. The convoy followed the route. The more they were approaching the post office, the more shootings were heard more and more loudly than the engines of the cars and tanks. At the intersection, the first tank took the turn left, immediately firing on the machine gun nest in front of the post office, the other followed, but when the armored car of the major was preparing to turn, a small group appeared from between the buildings and shot with an RPG-2. The main gunner managed to kill them but they launched the rocket.
“Stop the CAR! STOP! STOP!” The car stopped. As the rocket was approaching, the major closed his eyes waiting for the impact. Immediately, a short scratching-like noise was heard followed by an explosion. Emilianenko slowly opened his eyes. He looked around. Everything seemed intact. When he looked outside, he saw on the sidewalk on his left a crater. The rocket missed them. Until the crewmembers have recovered from the shock, they saw that in front of them, the infantry was already storming the post office. They got out of the cars and when he went in front of it, Emilianenko saw that the rocket hit the car, but with its small wings.
By now the soldiers were showing the tricolor of Parthia on the post office. The city was liberated. And it was just the first day.