Chapter 9: Operation Red Star

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Mission: [CLASSIFIED]

Troops:

1500 US Army

900 US Marines

200 Special Forces

Location: Somewhere in Siberia

In the mountains of Siberia, multiple people can be seen landing from parachutes as the cold night blooms over Siberia, with the uncertainty of the Russian people since Hitler Attacked.

In a small Russian town, people get ready as the sunrise prepares to gloom.

An Old Woman was seen walking on the dirt road, around the town were mountains.

The Old Woman accidentally trips as she hits the ground. A young woman notices the old woman falling from her window and was about to exit her house until an odd man in white clothing approached and helped her up.

The young woman, now confused, watches the man's motion towards something as a convoy of odd vehicles was seen, passing by the town as the man in white tells the Old woman to go back to her home.

The next day, the young woman and old woman were seen talking to four Soviet Soldiers.

"(The man was very kind, very, he had an interesting accent. Sounded young and was kind, I assumed they were the Red Army.)"

The Old Woman says as the Soviet Officer writes down the description.

"(Did he have any markings? Flags? Logos?)"

The officer asks as the old woman uses the best of her abilities to remember.

"(There was something on his vest, there were words, that didn't look, Russian. The logo had a rope wrapped around an anchor, in front of it was the globe, and an eagle on top.)"

The Old Woman says as one of the Soviet soldiers overhears it.

"(Sounds like the American Marines Logo Sir.)"

The Soviet soldier says to the Officer as the Officer nods.

"(Thank you for your cooperation.)"

The four Russian soldiers were now following the road to where the vehicles were heading only to be stopped at an unmarked checkpoint as the soviet officer exits the vehicle.

"(What's the meaning of this?!)"

The Officer asks as two Guards approach them, wearing soviet military gear and uniforms.

"(Everything is under control, the general ordered us to take over sir.)"

The Officer quickly notices something off with their accent.

"(Let me see your commanding officer.)"

The guards glanced at one another as another man walked up from behind.

"(Comrade! It appears there's a communication breakdown.)" The presumed Soviet officer says, yet there was something off with his accent as well as the officer grew more suspicious.

As the officer grew weary, he then noticed something at the collar of one of the guards, he approached the guard, and suddenly pulled the collar down, revealing an odd light green camouflage.

"Hit it!" The other guard now yelled in perfect English as the Soviet Officer, quickly took out a small capsule and sprayed something in the eyes of the Soviet soldiers, as they screamed in pain, the officer reached for his sidearm, only to be pinned down by the guard.

"(Calm down Comrade, we aren't your enemies.)" The guard says as figures appear from the snow, standing up as they rush over, wielding odd rifles.

As the unknown men propped them up, the officer took off the Soviet coat, revealing multicam gear and equipment, as the words "Ranger" were seen on the shoulder as he kneeled in front of them. "(My name is Captain Jake Dolaskti, United States Army Rangers.)" He says, in Russian as the Soviet officer looks at him with shock and confusion.

"(Americans? What are you doing here?)" The Soviet officer asks as the Captain rubbed his gloved hands. "(We were sent here to, assist Soviet efforts against Japanese and German hostility.)" He says, of course it wasn't the entire truth but they would cross that bridge when they got there as the Captain turns to the Soviet officer. "(Let's talk this over some vodka comrade.)"

Meanwhile

France

B-52 Bombers rain hell down on Germany positions, obliterating the entire Atlantic Wall, German fighters couldn't reach that high. As German soldiers all across France panic.

Meanwhile, somewhere in a small french town, a resistance member can be seen running across the street as barking of dogs and shouts of Germans were heard. Her blonde hair flowing as she ran as fast as she could, in her hand she had a MP-40, and in the other she had stolen the briefcase from a SS Officer.

She quickly takes cover behind a parked German jeep as she aims the MP-40 and fires a few rounds at the chasing German soldiers, causing them to disperse slightly, just as she was about to make her run for it, she gets tackled by a SS Troop, as she gets pinned, the SS soldier starts to choke her. Tears welling in her eyes as she can't breath, she failed, her people will suffer.

Then she heard something odd, like small balloons popping as she sees the German soldiers fall dead, as the SS Soldier looks up, a knife then pierced from the back of his head, as the tip blade exits slightly from his forehead, as the SS Soldier falls dead as she was greeted with an odd man, but what was noticably, was the US Flag on his shoulder.

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