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The Reaction, fanfic cause I needed to free my head
SpiralSpectre
post 4 Feb 2013, 6:37
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SOMEWHERE IN NORTH AFRICA


In some barren land of Northern Africa not many has heard about, Khalid was conducting the regular check up of his observation van. He didn't have any real official educational background let along any experience with GPS scrambling systems before he signed up for what he viewed as a holy war slash way out of poverty. So it was no surprise that he found it very irksome when he was relegated to observation van duty after the local GLA commander, who barely understood the difference between the mechanism of mortars and GPS scramblers, thought Khalid’s talents at operating the new Rocket Buggy mortars meant he would be perfect for this job as well.
“How the hell did I end up here…” Khalid thought to himself while struggling to grasp the makeshift yet ingenious mechanism of the van’s equipment. Like most of GLA, the Observation Van had also evolved after every clash with global superpowers, ironically often using salvaged technology that was once used against them. Today the Observation Van fielded cloaking system based on the Russian Blackout nodes and detection system scrapped from US detectors, most notably the Sentry Drone. But these improvements also meant the average run off the mill GLA recruit had little idea about how they worked but unlike the superpowers, trained manpower is one thing GLA couldn’t requisition at will.

“Khalid! Khalid!!” Suddenly Khalid’s pondering was interrupted by what sounded like an overly excited shouting. He turned around to see his comrade Abbas panting right behind him. “You-heard-the-news?-Is-it-true?” Abbas said in a breath but Khalid knew what he was talking about. “Yeah it’s true. The French launched their neutron arsenal against the Russians.” Khalid calmly replied. He was involved with GLA’s communication maintenance and Abbas wasn’t the first person who’s curiosity he satisfied that day. “Our day is coming! The infidels are gonna wipe out each other!” Abbas exclaimed in crude Arabic. Arabic wasn’t either of their mother tongue but like most of GLA he tried to speak it as fluently as possible as it gave them a sense of “divinity”. Khalid let out a deep sigh, “you do realise -he- might not be very pleased with your celebrations?” Abbas froze instantly. He didn’t want to face the wrath of that man. That man had his own views that Abbas found twisted and corrupt. He had his own reasons that Abbas couldn’t start to understand. And he had his business ring - which while was vital to the GLA cause, Abbas couldn’t support with an honest heart.

The man named Iibrahim anxiously woke up in his tent. The enigmatic leader of GLA’s Bio Command just finalized a deal for delivering high quality goods to a bordering country about three hours ago. Usually a deal like this meant he could get some peaceful hours of sleep, but this wasn’t the case today. He tried his best to hide it but he has been very anxious since the war in France started.

He thought he abandoned his motherland ages ago, but now at the peak of her darkest hour, he couldn’t help feel the despair. “Where are those worthless scum that pulled down my country back then? At least they could get killed…” he thought to himself but he already knew the answer. He himself killed a bunch of them, a lot of the corporate officials he loathed with his heart had “disappeared” during the civil unrest prior to ECA’s founding. He well remembers the joy he felt back then… but the joy was short lived as the old were replaced by new. And now these new “scum” along with the remnants of the old ones, had already fled the country quite a while before the invasion actually begun. And while the part of his country he actually cared about was at the brink of destruction they opened the Pandora’s box to save themselves.

Iibrahim shook his head at the ironic similarity between his and his country’s path. Like him they also made a deal with the devil… wait did he just think of the GLA as the devils? Iibrahim quickly sat down, tried to calm himself and tried to focus on the good part. News said the French have turned the tide using weapons very similar to his own. He let out a hollow laugh… but before he could do anything else his thoughts were interrupted by knocking from the entrance. “Sorry to interrupt your rest sir, but General Yuusuf is already here to see you. He says it’s urgent.”


Just a random fanfic on a topic I found interesting. I needed to free my head so decided to dump it here. Dunno if I am gonna finish this later. Please go easy on the mistakes, I wrote it very hastily. Any comment is highly appreciated.
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Svea Rike
post 4 Feb 2013, 16:18
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I like it! The choice of words and the overall construction of this fan-fic is very well done. A thumbs up to you! I would like to see a continuing of this story.

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post 4 Feb 2013, 18:37
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Interested to see where this might be going. Keep it up.
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post 5 Feb 2013, 20:22
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Oh this looks nice...I wonder whats going to happen biggrin.gif


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