Chapter 9 Operation Harvest Green part 1

POV Corporal Harry F, James

Job: High school student...

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Job: U.S. Armed forces 2nd ranger battalion infantry

Location: Somewhere off the US east coast.

Date 08/6th/20XX 01:15 hours

"Gentlemen listen up!" I held my tags the name printed with my serial number religion and date of birth. I was rushed though ranger school which doubled as basic training. We all looked up at the screen in front of us. Waiting for our orders for good or ill we were going to carry them out.

"We have received orders from on high! Your mission will be one of the hardest to date in the history of our countries armed forces." A click of the projector and a map showing Washington DC popped up. We groaned in unison. Some had opinions.

"Sir your fucking kidding me we escaped Washington DC by the skin our teeth. Most of the defenders are dead, captured or worse and you want us to go into DC which might I add is now property of the United States of North America. Are you fucking kidding me!" The solider speaking had an eye patch over his left eye.

"I know Major Donavon, but our objective isn't the city it's the children and the prison built on the outskirts of DC." The general said pointing towards a medium sized blotch on the map. With a click the projector the map zoomed in to a massive prison complex.

"Good news is the prison is held by partisan forces and prisoners they took out all the guards and hold the prison your mission is here. While the airborne and standard infantry do smash and grab house to house rescuing or capturing all adults and children of male gender as they will be evacuating them from the city. This is a global operation not just a north America operation. Partisan troops and regular army worldwide are gonna be hitting small towns, major cities, and small cities. Again I will iterate this is a global operation that will only have a one hour window to complete. Any questions so far?" The general asked.

Only one solider raised his hand.

"Go ahead what's your question?"

"How are we supposed to conduct this operation with all the many fortified positions, and may I add automated SAM batteries sitting pretty in DC and other major and minor cities alike?"

"Excellent question were doing the unthinkable men were going to be sabotaging the US electrical grid crippling or destroying it as to make sure that those automated AA emplacements won't be a problem but be aware that manned emplacements will still be a problem." We all were stunned.

'Destroy the US electrical grid setting the country back a hundred years would mean no heating, no advanced science and medical after everything is gone.'

"Now you will have access to everything from the US air force and US Navy's arsenal. Call them as needed bombardment and sabotage is already under way you will be carried into the prison via Little Bird choppers." We all grumbled a bit but couldn't help but be happy that we had CAS available which has been a rarity for everyone since this war started.

"Men the reason you have been selected is because we're going to do a massive evacuation of the prison rescuing the most injured first then the rest will follow. After one hour is up, we assume they will have their bearings. Time for this mission will be extended or shortened depending on circumstance. This operation begins in one hour any further questions."

None raised their hands.

"Alright rangers good luck and may god be with us dismissed!" We stood up and went our ways to eat, do checks on our gear, or just lounge till the mission started. A silent prayer hung on our lips as this was going to be manpower costly. Hopefully we wouldn't take to many losses.

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Here is an example of a Little Bird fully loaded with US soldiers. Courtesy of the Call of duty Wiki.

-Time Skip ten minutes into the attack-

"It's fucking weird flying over DC with no power anywhere." My battle buddy said in awe as we flew the attack had already begun and luck was on our side as the defending forces quickly succumbed and were promptly disposed of... as well as any news and reporters that were on sight.

"Men the prison is in sight!" Our squad leader yelled through the mic as we made our way swiftly over the roof tops of what once was our nation's capital. The prison though maybe three stories high was deceptively large as we flew into one of the many courtyards.

"Corporal James you and Private Carlson are gonna be deployed to the tower your ride isn't over ooh aah?"

"OOH AAH!" we responded as we hung on as the rest of the squad dismounted.

Zzt* Boys im gonna drop you off at the guard tower over to our two o clock your gonna need to rappel down god speed. Zzt*

We got above the guard towed and the rappel wires dropped. I clipped in first and went down followed by Carlson.

Once we got to the metal hangings, we were met by a man armed with high powered rifle. Several others were firing in different positions down at the incoming enemy.

"Were here to help corporal James and this is Private Carlson where do you need us!" I had to yell over the loud bangs from the rifles.

"You guys know how to use a sniper?" The man yelled as a random shot caught one of the men that was firing at the incoming forces. Causing us to duck.

"FUCK!" Carlson yelled as he gripped his m16 tighter.

"Yea, Carlson can spot for me!"

"Good these bitches have ramped up their efforts ever since you guys begun your attack!" He responded opening a case and handing me a rifle.

"American made Beretta 50. Enjoy it's the only one we got in this tower!" He yelled before grabbing a crate and moving it towards the other riflemen who cracked the case and restocked on ammo.

"Carlson spot for me." I saw Carlson nod as he got out a small monocular and looked out into the blazing hellfire that was becoming DC.

"Hostile coming in eight hundred yards North. Windspeed 4 mph east by north east." Carl said.

Guard Tower layout as of start end of last sentence.

I compensated firing my first shot finding its mark center mass of my target.

"Shot Center mass down hard." I replied.

We quickly fell into rhythm as Carlson relayed targets and the occasional changes in speed and wind direction. Every shot found a mark. Yet for everyone that fell to the rifle two more seemed to take its place. It wasn't long before they were within one hundred yards of the wall and we threw precision to the wind.

"Jesus where are they getting these numbers!" One of the rifle men yelled in frustration as he pulled the bolt back on his own rifle.

"Don't know don't care just keep shooting!" Carlson Yelled as he started firing in three short bursts with his m16.

"THIS IS FUBAR WE GOT TO!-" One of the rifleman yelled before his head got blown up by a high powered rifle round.

"Shit sniper!" Carlson yelled.

I pulled out my radio and started yelling CAS targets.

"Meatball one targets foot mobiles outside prison wall north too many targets to count all hostile danger close over!" I yelled.

Zzt* This is meatball one going in for gun run over. Zzt*

Soon the whirring of chaingun followed by silence accompanied by even more screams coming from the north brought my attention north. More were still coming even after the ground that their comrades were now starting to pile.

"James Mortar team 1 o clock!" Carlson yelled and I brought my barrel around to that direction spotting two teams of two a mortars were unpacked, and they began launching.

'shit.'

I lined up and fired as the mortar shells started falling behind me. I fired my rounds into the mortar teams and one by one they fell until one was left. I lined up and fired and heard a click.

'Shit!'

"Misfire! Misfire!" I yelled moving into the safety of the concrete tower I went through the barrel and found the jammed round. Cycled it out and was heading out when Carlson came and tackled me to the ground.

The bullet proof glass groaned warped and shattered as well as the walkway outside facing north being completely obliterated. One more men made it inside before the explosion.

"Shit that mortar team is gonna ruin our day." Carlson said annoyed.

"Hey, could be worse they could have a tank." The other defender said cheekily before reloading his rifle.

"Don't jynx it man!" Carlson Groaned.

I reset and looked out the window finding the last mortarmen and sure enough she was still loading and firing shells. I didn't hesitate to put a 50. Caliber hole in her stomach.

"Mortar team neutralized!" I yelled.

I looked out and cursed that bitch under my breath.

"Hey guys we got a tank coming up to us do we have any anti-tank ordinance." I asked the defender in a deadpan tone.

"No." We looked at each other before our minds clicked.

......

"RUN!" I yelled as we ran to the back of the tower facing the courtyard. I clipped in fast roping down as fast as the rope would safely allow me to drop.

Carlson made it down right behind me, but the last defender of the tower didn't make it as he was thrown over the balcony by an explosion that rocked the guard tower.

"Shit! We need to regroup at the rally point looks like they really want us dead!"

Me and Carlson ran back into the courtyard where the helicopters were taking turns landing picking up prisoners and taking off.

"Carlson, James! What are you doing back here!" an officer yelled. While simultaneously listening to the radio.

"Sir Guard tower is wasted tanks are coming up the road they are getting ready to overwhelm us."

"Ugh okay get on the next helo out no point and staying here longer then is prudent."

"Yes sir!" We both yelled and got into the next helicopter out in our case an osprey.

As we left behind Washington DC I looked out at the expanse of our burning capitol as we were leaving though, I watched as the fiery hellscape that was once Washington DC and for the first time in a long time breathed a sigh of relief as we flew into the darkness away from the battle that raged on.

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Meanwhile...

POV Tabatha Paige

United States of North America High Command Complex

I sat looking over a map of North America coordinating counter attacks as best as I could but with the electricity out almost everyone everywhere is panicking, and the radio was full of our panicking and desperate soldiers.

Zzt* THEY ARE OVER RUNNING US THEY ARE THROWING EVERYTHING THEY HAVE AT US! THE KITCHEN SINK AND THEN SOME WE NEED ASSISTANCE NOW! Zzt*

Zzt* I NEEDANTI AIR SUPPORT THERE MUST BE HUNDREDS OF AIRCRAFT FLYING OVER I-95 AND OUR SAM'S AND AUTOMATED DEFENSES ARE DOWN! Zzt*

Zzt* THIS IS GRIFFIN 1-1 WERE AT 30% COMBAT EFFECTIVNESS FIGHTING AT ARLINGTON WE NEED AA SUPPORT NOW OR WERE GOING TO BE ANNILATED!"

Zzt* THIS IS SEARGENT KAYLEE PATTERSON DC SWAT ENEMY FORCES ARE PUSHING US BACK ALL PRECENCTS ARE UNDER SIEGE BY ENEMY COMBATENTS AND CIVILIANS! REQESTING SUPPORT OVER! Zzt*

Zzt* COMMAND THIS IS WING COMMANDER JULLIE SPRIGGEN REAGON NATIONAL AIRPORT IS IN RUINS THE RUNWAY IS A NO GO AND ANACOSTA IS COMBAT INEFFECTTIVE WE CANNOT GET ANY AERIAL VEHICLES IN THE AIR! ARE THERE ANY COMBAT AIRCRAFT AIRBORN IN THE IMMEDITE VICINITY THAT CAN OFFER SUPPORT!? Zzt*

Zzt* THIS IS NORFOLK NAVAL COMMAND AIRCRAFT ARE HAMMERING US AND THE US NAVY IS LAUNCHING MISSLES, SHELLS, AND ALL MATTERS OF SHIT WE NEED HELP NOW....gunfire* THEY ARE BREAKING IN NOOOOOOO! Zzt*

We all stopped buzzing after the last one Norfolk naval command was reinforced heavily and it was gone in a matter of minutes.

"Nothing we can do now lets start figuring out solutions back to it ladies!" Everyone went back to work.

'No aircraft got off the ground meaning no air support, without electricity we lost most of our anti-aircraft capability.' The radio caught everyone's attention again.

Zzt* ALL CALLSIGNS BE ADVISED SOLIDERS ARE EVACATING CIVILIANS FROM THEIR HOMES AND STEALING CHILDREN FROM HOSPITALS, BUNKERS, AND ALL MANNERS OF LOCATIONS WORLDWIDE ALL PERSONEL BE ADVISED OVER ENEMY FORCES ARE ALL OVER THE US THEY ARE GOING TO OVERWHELM US! NOOOOOO! Zzt*

"New priority secure all men don't let them get captured!" I yelled.

"Yes ma'am!" everyone in the room tried their best to redirect but the sheer amount of radio traffic and panic made it impossible to coordinate any effective resistance.

'Damnit that was the play how the hell did I not see it' I wracked my brain and reviewed the last few months.

'The different world armies holed up in military bases and in remote locations all over the world and they never made a move this bold not once what...' Like a hammer to face it hit me.

'They want us to surrender to give in to attrition without most of the male population we will begin fighting each other over the few boys left we would essentially make ourselves weak while they fortify and wait for the perfect moment to strike back.'

I looked at the map and as the night now morning wore on, we did our best to secure as many men as possible.

'I hope the other countries got their shit together!'