US HQ 3 days later, 8:00pm
"General sir, we have all the equipment we need to eleminate those bandits, oh, and on your request the 8 barrels of oil to convince the DDs to join us," said an officer. "Good, inform all units to ready up, operation Rolling Thunder is about to begin," said General Thunderstorm.
8:15pm
"attention, all assigned pilots please report to your assigned aircraft, I repeat all pilots report to your aircraft," anounced the PA. Pilots and flight crews were scrambling around the hanger prepping Aurora bombers and A-35s, pilots were climbing into their aircraft. The A-35s and Auroras were begining to taxy over to the runways, and launched.
Paladins, Humvees, and a swarm of combat support drones swarmed into the tunnel network, heading to their assigned exit points that would trap the bandits in their own base.
9:00pm
B was enjoying the moonlight, A had just came back with a haul of workers from those bandit drones, "heh, sure made the job easier," thought B. She was pulled out of her thoughts when she heard the sounds of turbines, she looked up and saw a squadren of 15 A-35s fly overhead. "were those aircraft? and who do they belong to, that insignia didn't look like JcJenson, wait, isn't that in the direction of those bandit drones?" thought B. she then entered the corspe spire and enjoyed some oil from the dead workers A brought back alongside C, her little brother, at least to the two of them.
"Alright boys, lets give them an airshow!" shouted one of the A-35 pilots. All 15 A-35s began to unleash hell itself onto the bandits with their GAU-12 Avengers and their load of missiles. BRRRRRT, BRRRRT, BRRRRRT, "Hah, look at those bastards run," said a pilot.
bandits POV 3 minutes earlier
"hey whats that sound," asked a bandit. "yeah sound like a turbine of some sorts," said another bandit. "its getting louder," "NO ITS GETTING CLOSER LOOK!" shouted a bandit. BRRRRRT, BRRRRRRT, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT. "RUN, RUN!" screamed a bandit. Bandits were being turned into swiss cheese, and any structure they tried to hide in merely got torn to shred by the Avengers or a rocket from the A-35s.
(no more bandit POV)
"alright boys, my gun has run dry, lets head home, the boys on the ground should have a easier time now that their little forts walls are gone," said a pilot. "Aurora inbound!" said a Aurora bomber pilot. "approaching target," "Bombing bays clear!, Bunker buster bombs away!" said an Aurora Bomber pilot.
Just outside the bandits hideout, and under the ground
"Alright, bombing runs are done, LETS DO THIS!" Tunnel openings began to form in the streets surrounding the bandits hideout. Paladins, Humvees(mostly Rockvees), and the swarm of Battle and Hellfire drones swarmed out and made a beeline towards the bandits. The combat support drones made a noticible buzzing sound, like an angry hive of bees, alongside the rumble of the engines of the Paladins and Humvees filled the night. "RIP IT UP!" yelled out a Humvee driver. The automatic laser MG on the Humvees started firing precision shots at the bandits, as rockets and bullets came flying out from the passengers inside, the Battle drones began fireing their LMGs the bandits, BOOM, the Paladins fired their main cannons, destroying the last of the defensive strucures the bandits had, other than the underground portion of their base, which had the main doors that were rated for DDs blown to smitherines by the Aurora Bombers bunker buster bombs. The few bullets that came back at the US forces merely bounced off their armor.
within minutes all resistance had been eliminated. Time for phase 2 of Rolling Thunder to begin.
One of the Humvee doors open and Davidson falls out. "Oh, let me help you up," said Y, who had just gotten out of the same Humvee. "uh sure, thanks," said Davidison, James and Jorge got out from the other side of the same Humvee. "Hmm, looks like we were right, Y did exactly as we anticipated, sleeping on his shoulder most of the way here," said jorge with only enough volume for james to hear. "yes, but that might not be enough," said james with only enough volume for jorge to hear. "true," said Jorge. "alright, time to massacer some bandits," said X who was exited about killing evil worker drones on orders from a nation long since believed to be dead, the very nation that stood as a shining example of democracy. "Yes, lets prepare for battle," said Sgt Johnson. The amassed force of Rangers prepared to clear the underground portion of the bandits hideout. The Rangers had no difficulty at all, since for one, X, Y, and Sgt Johnsons team took point, the entire process took only 12 minutes, a new record for ops on Copper-9.
"Good job boys, we didn't suffer a single significant casualty, only 2 guys with a rebar arrown in the knee, and davidison got a bullet in his left elbow, but these are can be easiy recovered from since were worker drones, so yeah party tommarow boys," said Sgt Johnson. "To be honest, with myself, it was terrifing, seeing Y tear the dumbass who shot Davidison in the elbow to utter shreds and crush what was left of his body like a tin can after she drained the oil, although it was kinda cute seeing her carry Davidison around the rest of the mission in a protective way even after she used her saliva to heal him, hmm, maybe they are meant for each other," thought Johnson.
3:00am
Murder drones POV
B had heard the faint BRRT sounds and could hear the explosions from the corspe spire, and even heard jet engines and saw some black and crimson blurs fly overhead with the roar of the jets comming seconds later. "it seems as if though those bandits pissed somone off that they shouldn't of," thought B. "Wait, whats that sound?" thought B who could hear the roaring of engines, the rumbling of the Paladins, and a buzzing sound. B looked and saw a large group of unkown vehicles and arial combat drones surround the corpse spire, what she saw were Avenger anti air guns, Humvees, Paladins, and Battle and Hellfire drones. "A!, GET OVER HERE NOW!" yelled B. "IM COMING!" yelled A. "So whats the problem...OH ROBO JESUS THATS A LOT OF GUNS POINTING AT US!" said A. C then showed himself, he was a very short Dissesembly drone, only barely coming up to B's shoulder. "ATTENTION DISSESEMBLY DRONES, WE ARE NOT YOUR ENEMY, JOIN US, AND YOU CAN HAVE ALL THE OIL YOU WILL EVER NEED," said a Ranger into a megaphone, as three Missile Defenders each grabbed a barrel of oil and carried them over to the entrace to the corpse spire. "DO NOT HARM OUR BOYS THAT ARE CARRING THE BARRELS OF OIL OR WE WILL DESTROY YOU!" said the Ranger with the megaphone. The Missile Defenders set the Barrels of oil down and ran back. B went over to one of the barrels and opened it and when she saw the oil inside she chugged a fourth of it down and sighed with enjoyment. "Wow, this oil taste amazing, A and C, come try some," said B. A and C walked over and each got a barrel and tried some, "wow B, you weren't kidding, maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea to join these workers," said A. "Agreed," said C. "Yeah, lets do that," said B. The team of Dissesembly drones walked out with their hands raised and agreed to join them.
Mission complete-Victory
I want give a shoutout to some people, first theres @Serial_Designation_S , we have given each other motivation on our seperate stories, Serial designation is the author of the drone swap story right here on wattpad, and there is TheGohstShadow1234, who is the orignall person that gave me inspiration to do a wattpad story of my own, no thegohstshadow1234 did not say anythong to me, he was a music artist on youtube who had no prior experiance with making a story, and when I found out he was doing the serial desgination story here on wattpad it inspired me to do one, after all, if he can do a good story with no experiance and a lot of motivation and ideas, then I for sure could, so yeah go check them out, and make sure to let them know I told Yall to check them out, thanks for reading, and have a nice day.
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