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[GBW] – Supporting the war effort - Erotema – Intel gathering. The Erotemans EP4
sigpro posted a topic in The Great Brick War
Grid F10 (Studica) – R10 (World) Lizzie Jennings, James´ wife, had met her husband again after he did a good job on site Mike. He facilitated a raid on a Science Centre to check the existence of WMDs, which were found. But after this operation they had to keep on gathering information from the Servants of Freedom. Lizzie knows a small restaurant in South Bay, close to site Oscar, where SoF members usually meet between them. And she saw something…strange. Days ago, James was able to place a small microphone and they retrieved this conversation: “The ship departs next Monday. I will come tomorrow and give you a medicine I hope you won´t have to use. Have everything ready to depart”. “Is it related to what happened in Haams?” “Shut up and make no questions! Be here tomorrow.” The restaurant is filthy and dirty, but serves excellent Xenor sausages, and that is enough. She had been awaiting for the following day, until she saw that someone was coming… 1 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr 2 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Somebody who looks like an SoF member enters the restaurant by the back door. 3 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr “Take this with you at all times”. “Ok, thanks. See you in a few days”. 4 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Lizzie enters the restaurant and talks to the owner… “You are dealing with bad people” “Who the hell are you?” “You should not care about that…” 5 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr And she threatens the owner… He is absolutely scared. “Now you are going to tell me what that guy wants”. “I do not know a word”. “Come on, would you die for that bastards?” 6 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr She decides to make him remember what the SoF thug wants… 7 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr “Ok, ok, I must leave on the freighter Xenor Sea 1 next Monday and I will be the cook. There is a dangerous load because they gave me this syringe and pills to counter the effects.” “Ok.” 8 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr And the owner is still scared… 9 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr -
[GBW-CP7] Erotema – Assault on the freighter. The Erotemans EP5
sigpro posted a topic in The Great Brick War
Grid E10 Studica / Q10 World. This is the freighter Xenor Sea 1, heading to Tosul. Some containers are loaded on the deck. This is not the largest freighter of the Xenor Merchant Navy but it is a reliable ship. 1 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr 2 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Again! James Jennings is on board. He infiltrated site Mike and a raid was successful thanks to his job. After this, he left to mainland Xenor to gather info from the Servants of Freedom, but after the detonation on Haams he decided to unveil what really happened. He went to South Bay, close to site Oscar. He has received a very short message: “be ready”. He entered the boat disguised as a crew member. 4 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr James has to clear the assault for the members of the Special Operations Unit of the Erotema Navy (combat divers), so the SoF member must be cleared. Alcohol, weapons and sea is not a good combination... 3 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr And he gets rid of the SoF thug. No noise is heard… 5 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr He leaves and prepares the rest of the assault for the divers team… 6 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr A zodiac with an 8-strong team, recently departed from S901 TRIANA, arrives at the port quarter of the freighter. 7 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr They take positions on the deck. 8 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr A pair of SoF men arrive… 9 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr But they are easily killed by the divers… 10 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Another 2 SoF men try to man a 12,70 mm GPMG. Maybe more useful to be used as a drop weapon, but it is a weapon… 11 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr 2 divers, who had reached the command bridge, are ready to deal with this new threat. 12 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr And, of course, they fulfil this easy task. 13 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Detail of the containers. 13 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr I took inspiration on Pemdinger the Second´s containers . https://www.flickr.com/photos/pemdingertwo/32470680271 -
[GBW] – Sabotage - Erotema – Helping the SoF. THE EROTEMANS EP2
sigpro posted a topic in The Great Brick War
Grid D8 NW (Studica) After announcing the offer of help in the BoN, a lonely Picarón aircraft was dispatched into Xenor with medical and food supplies for the population. plane by green helmet spanish AFOL, en FlickrHowever, as this was a risky mission, the aircraft dropped her load wherever she could. Xenor, known as an agricultural nation, boasts having the best cows for producing the best milk in Lego world. However, there have been concerns about how they are fed. But in this case, there are no possible suspicions, as they eat grass and leaves. But this cow has found something that looks more like a great grey cucumber. 1 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr But she is quickly disturbed by a group of 4 thugs. Don´t look like innocent Xenorian, they are members of the Servants of Freedom, and the content of the drop tank is vital for them. 2 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr While 2 of the SoF henchmen secure the area, the other 2 inspect the drop tank. 3 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Suddenly, a small quad arrives to retrieve the load. 4 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr And the driver should be familiar to us... 5 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr After they take all the content of the drop tank, the area is quickly abandoned. 6 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Credit to Victor Fernández (eclipsegrafx) for the gloves. -
GBW- CP5 - EROTEMA – Behind Enemy Lines 4/8 Blindspot The action hereby depicted takes place at the same time than episode 3/8 (Captain Gennaro). Grid E8 After the last events, the situation with Xenor has gone worse and worse… The Filace Ambassador declared that he would not allow the RON to use Xenor territory or airspace to carry out attacks on the COAC. This implied the dispatching of a pair of jets to gather information on RON forces in Xenor, but they were shot down by Xenor Harriers on grid E8 (Studica). The pilots had to be rescued, and air cover for the operation was necessary, so a retaliation air operation was launched. This operation will involve a Filace (The Beeze) SpecOps unit to destroy an enemy airbase, an Erotema attack plane as well as a Filace sniper team (Captain Genaro) to destroy a Xenor SAM site; the sniper team will be extracted by New Brickika forces (Spud The Viking). XENOR sam site by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr XENOR sam site by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Xenor has many SAM sites in the borders with the neighbouring countries, and this one can pose a threat to the rescue operation to bring the COAC pilots home. This one is located on a top on the mountains, with a small lake with ice plates on the surface. spying on the cows by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr What is this soldier doing? Spying on the cows? Going to milk a cow by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Yes! Xenor cows are famous for its enormous size and extra smooth taste milk. However, there are rumors about their feeding and fattening. But, who cares about rumors? What can be better than fresh milk for breakfast? Meanwhile, a Picarón Mk2 CAS plane is on its way flying below the radar. Captain Cabra on command, with 6 235-kg LGB, 6 AT missiles, 2 AAM and 4 12,70-mm machine guns. This Mk2 is an upgrade on Mk1 (previously seen at “The Death Corner”). Strange noise by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Suddenly, a noise is heard. Not a “normal” noise (the cows, the ice melting…). It is the noise of an impact, maybe coming from a sniper rifle, and he receives a message from the radar control unit of the SAM site: “The main radar dish is temporarily down. If there is a threat, you will have to use local fire control.” “Roger.” Panic by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Panic 2 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr What comes after shutting down a SAM radar? An airstrike! The Xenor soldier feared something and prepared the SAM launcher. At the same time, the Filace sniper team sent a message to the incoming Picaron aircraft sent by Erotema. Cows are not stupid! by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr At the same time, cows were leaving the area. Cows are not known for being the smartest animal farm, but they are not stupid! “Tizona, this is Redeye, enemy radar temporarily disabled”. “Redeye, roger. My radar warning receiver shows no threat. I climb and prepare for bomb run”. Laser designator on SAM by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr See the laser red point on the SAM mount! Captain Cabra pulled up and waited until the bombs were in range. “Redeye, this is Tizona, in range…bombs away” SAM launch by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Xenor soldiers, without central fire control, had to open fire with the local radar, with a lower range. This was reported by the snipers… "TIZONA, missiles inbound, missiles inbound. They're shooting at you" the spotter exclaimed with just a hint of excitement in his otherwise calm demeanor “Redeye, roger, taking evasive action” A few seconds later TIZONA reported… “Missiles evaded, repeat, missiles evaded” Laser guided bombs on their way by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Another picture of 2 lovely laser-guided bombs impacting the enemy SAM site. Laser guided bombs on their way by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Explosion by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Two laser guided bombs impact the SAM site disabling the launcher. “TIZONA, target destroyed, target destroyed” the pilot listened. "Roger that, REDEYE, extract as planned. Good luck down there. TIZONA out." The sniper team confirms the impacts and prepares to leave. Confirmation by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Captain Cabra beholding his work.
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[GBW] – Troop movement - Erotema – COMBAT DIVERS TRAINING
sigpro posted a topic in The Great Brick War
TRIANA, on her way to southern waters, carried an 8-strong team of the Special Operations Unit. This is a combat divers unit that can carry out a varied range of operations, such as infiltration to designate targets for bombings of for long-range surveillance patrols, evacuation of valuable personnel, elimination of high-value enemy targets… In this case, we can see a simple readiness exercise with an electric powered inflatable zodiac. As informed in previous posts, by using the submarine´s cofferdam, the team can leave the sub diving without emerging. Combat divers training by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Combat divers training 2 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr Combat divers training 3 by green helmet spanish AFOL, en Flickr The inflatable zodiac remains packed in a container in a side of the sail. -
[GBW]-Supporting the War Effort-Filace-Mail Call
Captain Genaro posted a topic in The Great Brick War
World Map F7, Studica Map F3. Comments and Criticism are Welcome. Leaning against a guard rail along the edge of the highway, Ryan took one last puff on his cigarette before crushing it beneath his heel. It was hard enough being stationed towards the front, at least fifty miles from the nearest town, but what really got to him and most of the other soldiers was being away from their friends and families. Phones were strictly prohibited and there was no internet connection in the middle of nowhere, so mail day was the one day of the week anxiously awaited by all. And the men of the 109th Artillery were especially eager to receive letters from home since constant artillery barrages from Briolui prevented the mail from getting through the last two weeks. This time would be different, Ryan and his comrades hoped. Troop movements in other sectors seemed to occupy the Brioluian artillery which left the artillery positions free to receive their mail. "You know, those things will kill you," the newly minted Corporal Rodgers noted as he walked over to his friend. Just three days ago, it had been Private Rodgers until an enemy attack resulted in some unfilled leadership spots. "Geeze, thanks, Mom" Private Ryan retorted with a friendly punch. "But if you're so worried about my health, perhaps you should get me assigned to the General Staff." "Nah, not that concerned," replied Rodgers. There was a brief pause before he continued. "You think it's gonna come through today?" "It better, I'm pretty sure O'Hara will explode if he doesn't get something from his girl today." "Yeah, poor guy. Drafted just a week before his wedding." Mail Call by Capt. Genaro, on Flickr Before Ryan could continue, they heard the distant rumble of an approaching MRAP, and without waiting for another second, they both began sprinting back to their position. Unless it was some officer making a surprise inspection, the only reason an MRAP would be traveling along the highway was for the mail. Of course, as fast as they were, they were no match for the Centaur and it quickly zoomed passed them and turned off the highway by their position. "I think we're in luck" a Rodgers shouted between breaths as they continued to sprint. Mail Call by Capt. Genaro, on Flickr It only took Ryan and Rodgers a few minutes to reach the MRAP, but by that time the mailman, a reservist based on his uniform, was already surrounded by soldiers anxious for something from home. "3rd Platoon, C Company" the men repeated with increasing enthusiasm, as if saying it enough times would reduce the time it took for the mailman to find the stack of letters and packages for 3rd Platoon, C Company. "Just a minute, just a minute" the mailman muttered as he searched the sack. Mail Call by Capt. Genaro, on Flickr But before the mailman could find the stack, a shrill siren pierced the air. All the men froze where they were, and after a brief moment of disappointment, they ran to man their stations. By now, after weeks of training and combat, the motions came secondhand to most of the men; you hear the radio go off, you run to your station. "Oh well," Ryan thought as he manned his station at the electronic aiming and targeting system (EATS). "I've waited 19 days for letters, I guess a few more hours." Besides, it was rather funny to see the mailman dive for cover behind, of all places, a crate of mortar shells. Mail Call by Capt. Genaro, on Flickr "Alpha-Hotel sector... range 8.53 miles... cluster shells" the Sargent called, only pausing as he to confirm the instructions with the commander on the other end of the radio. "5.2 points West by South-West... FIRE!" Mail Call by Capt. Genaro, on Flickr Overview shots: Mail Call by Capt. Genaro, on Flickr Mail Call by Capt. Genaro, on Flickr