National Café (try to stay in character!)

[Pohjanmaalainen]

After giving 1000£ to bartender for drinks. Commando Flick saw young private Hannibal driving away. For being at psychiatrist for many years he knew that Hannibal may betray royals. He decided to leave that thing alone.

Soon after that he tried to move his left arm and he could do it. Only word what camed to his mind from this miracle was "SHI'TTY SHI'T! Now i must leave for my next mission."After that he took out of his notebook. There was 3 missions marked in

Plane II 0/5 inf. kills was made
3/5 vec. kills was made
555/1000 damage to inf. was made
1000/1000 damage to vec. was made

Pistol I 590/1500 damage was made

Vec. Focus III that was do it in one battle mission but there was last battles stats 10/10 kills was made and 1199/1200 damage was made

After short while of thinking Flick decided to meet with his squad member Hans. Last information told that Hans was in the small village circled by mountains. Flick put dynamites under royal jeeps and took his own jeep and drived to airfield.

Some time later you hear airplane flieng towards mountains. After that royal jeeps blow up.

[Red_Robin]

The Royal, who called himself by the nickname "Dopey", happily chatted to a group of Nationals and the Royal Major. He was enjoying himself; there was no violence between the people on the table and most imprtantly of all, he was not getting drunk. My round lads. he said, drifting towards the bar and coming back with numerous ale's for the Nationals and an Orange juice for himself. Cherry pop mate? he said to the Major, handing him a bottle while sitting himself down. Now anyone for cards...?

[Muck-HQ]

The Major gladly excepted to Cherry Pop, I'm up for a little cards, poker? The Major looked around the cafe at all the drunk Nationals, he could still see his jeep in one piece, unlike his last one. Someone should really tie up that spec officer before he reveals all his secrets. The Major chuckled at the thought.

[Red_Robin]

Aye, Poker it is. These are very... 'Special' cards from England. Said the soldier, grinning and winking to the other Royal. I hope you Nationals ain't too drunk are you... and with that, the Royal pulled out a deck of cards. Maybe we can make this a little intresting guys... said the Royal, pulling out English pounds from his pockets.

[The_Engineer]

The poker game commences, and the National Pilot strides over with coffee in hand. He peers at the Royal's hand and looks down at the drunk National Card Players. "You should fold." The Royal looks up at him in disbelief.

[Pohjanmaalainen]

Spec ops officer Flick immedleately after he was mentioned walks in to café. He sits to royal table next to major and says "That private Hannibal he looked very angry. I know that kind of person he wants revenge. So bewere for clue at your pants or something much more worst." Immdleately after saing that Flick ready his pistol and hides his knife in his sleeve.

Then he watches poker round for sometime after 3rd win of "Dopey" he quicly crams his hand to sleeve of "Dopey" and pulls out 12 ace cards.

[Red_Robin]

Oh, They're spares mate... Honest! I mean, What would I do with 14 Euro's... Dopey realized he was in trouble, But he just hoped the Nationals in their drunken state wouldn't care. He looked at the Major, almost asking for help without using words.

[Astrosimi]

Lieutenant Azztro had witnessed the shootout with a calm stare. He glaed at the retreating PFC Royal and guessed that wouldn't be the last he saw of him.

"Excuse me, bartender, do you guys have any creeme brulee?

[EasyTarget]

The Commando, feeling as though he'd done his job, put his sniper back in his coat and, after nodding to the poker table, made his way out the door.

He got into his jeep and looked in the backseat at the one Satchel Charge he had left. A mischievous idea instantly popped into his head and he had nothing to lose...so why not?

He grabbed the Satchel Charge, putting the hand that was carrying it in his coat so that he would be temporarily hiding it from view. After he had approached the area of the wall just a few meters away from the main door itself, he placed the charge on the wall and configured it to remain silent so no beeping would alert anyone nearby and to explode as soon as it detected anyone passing by it.

The Commando walked to the nearest window with a smile on his face and looked through it at an angle to where the Royals inside wouldn't see him, but the Nationals at the far end of the cafe would. He waved to one of the Nationals sitting on the tables and the National turned his head to look at him with an eyebrow raised. The Commando signaled him to come out of the cafe and when he hesitantly did come out the back way, the Commando took him a safe distance back away from the cafe and pointed towards the Satchel Charge near the front-end of the cafe.

After explaining what he was doing to the National, the National walked back in the cafe (through the back-way of course) and made his way back to the table he was sitting in. He whispered in the ear of the National that was next to him, then the other National did the same, most likely telling each other to pass it on.

The Nationals that weren't drunk quietly and as naturally as possible scooted their way towards the back-end of the cafe with a smirk while the ones that were drunk...well...just stumbled and fell on the floor.

Satisfied, the Commando walked back towards his jeep and sat down, just staring at the sky with an occasional glance towards the front of the cafe.

[TheBigLol]

hmm... this might get fun i think i'll go uot and have a chat with the commando, seems like a fun gun. the national then walked towards the back end of the café and then he walked up to the commando whats up, funny guy?

have eny of you guys even noticed me? i haven't seen eny reaction to the things i've done.

[Pohjanmaalainen]

Flick from spec ops took his pistol and aimed to head of card cheater. "Good royal cheater there isnt anything that you must be afraid of. Or maybe expect me i got all 4 SRifle medals and 2 Knife medals and if you want to add i got inf. hunter and focus all way to the final fourth medal. So are you returning this money to their orginal owners with some extra? If you do you dont need give me any of it i am not greedy."

Flick was hoping to buy some renown at local troops. His plan went perfectly. Soon after his reguest to return money he sugested one thing "Hey who wants take shooting contest with me? Or maybe knife fight? Other possible things are car race or do we just trow darts?"

[EasyTarget]

The Commando turned his head to the direction the voice was coming from to see a National casually walking up to him. " 'Afternoon, sir. May I ask why I'm apparently being classified as a 'funny guy', now? That content smirk was still on the Commando's face as he just thought about what would happen when the charge exploded...bye-bye Royals...and then hopefully, most of the Nationals would survive.

He wondered if he would get in trouble for this or not?

"I'm just waiting and watching...hey, I have an idea...why don't you go back inside the cafe, through the BACK way, then let the Royals know there's someone outside who wants to speak with them. Make sure they go out the front enterance, alright?"

[Red_Robin]

The Royal soldier's eyebrow slowly raised. Sorry guys, I guess I'll pay for the next round, here, take back your money. He then faced to the guy who called himself Flik and said: Listen mate, put down your gun, I don't want no trouble. 'ere, I'll buy ya a drink. In the meantime, fancy a game of darts? The soldier pointed to the far end of the pub where there was a cracked and over-used dart-board. Dopey made his way towards the dart board, signalling "Flik" to follow, when he realised something. Have you got any darts that I can borrow? If not... Knives would be a good replacement...

[Pohjanmaalainen]

"Sorry guys but i heard something very important i must go outside for a moment" Flick said and walked out trought back door.

When outside he camouflaged himself and sneaked behind of commando who putted the satchel charce at door. He took his knife and grabbed commandos head. Flick didnt care about gunner standing next to them. After pointng his knife to troath of joking commando Flick said "I got a funny plan listening me? Yes good what about luring out of that major ga...guy? I got also one satchel charce if you put it on the road so it can be seen from café i can lure that major outside to unactivate it. But he comes trought front door and he dont see other charce he will be blown up. Here take my satchel. Major will come out in minute be fast."

PigLol i have noticed you. And i cant wait for barfight. And names of my character and his friends. Have you ever watched british comedy show 'Allo 'Allo?

[EasyTarget]

The baffled Commando took his charge and broke loose of his grip. "Christ, mate...just ask me instead of choking me next time. I'd be glad to get rid of that annoying Major." As the Commando actually liked the plan, he wasted no more time in walking down the road and configuring the Satchel Charge to explode if it detected motion. He then walked back over to his jeep. "There, mate..happy now? That's actually a nice plan you have there...I can't wait to see the end-result." He cleared his throat, then sat back inside his jeep, looking towards the enterance.


"Oh, gunner...please stay if you'd like. I want you to watch the fireworks."

[Agent-McSpy]

It was almost a shame to see what happened to PFC Hannibal. The Kommendant would've gladly given him a rank in the National army. However, he did threaten a commanding officer, and because of that he would have been shot more then in the hand if he had stayed.

But then, looking around, the Kommendant also noticed that the one sniper that has saved him quite a few times was also gone, which means another possible squad member was gone. This was definitely not the Kommendant's day to recruit.

So, feeling satisfied about his new mission, the only reason why he came to the cafe in the first place, the Kommendant started heading towards the front door...

[EasyTarget]

When the Commando saw, through one of the windows in the cafe, that the Kommandant that he had met earlier was heading towards the front door, panic quickly built up inside of him. However, it was just as quickly relieved when he saw the National he had told of his plan earlier walk up to the Kommandant and tap him on the shoulder, whispering in his ear the reason why he shouldn't go that way, but not so loudly that the Royals sitting at the table nearby would hear.

The Commando heaved a sigh of relief and continued staring at the sky with his occasional glances towards the front-end of the cafe.

The Nationals sitting at the far back-end of the cafe wore anxious expressions on their faces. Eagerly anticipating what would happen..

"I definitely can't let this plan go to waste.."

[Red_Robin]

Bored waiting for the guy that named himself Flik to play darts, Dopey walked across to the smashed window, and saw a group of Nationals standing around. Were they plotting something? Nah, they seem like nice guys really. Maybe I'll join them, get some air. HEY GUYS, MIND IF I JOIN YA? Not waiting for they're reply, The soldier downed his orange and placed it on the bar, and began to slowly stroll towards the front door...

[Astrosimi]

Azztro headed over to the table where the other Nationals were whispering something, yet he had no doubts about what. He had seen the Commando in the jeep take the satchel charge, he had already known what was going on. He walked over to the table and asked:

"I'm guessing we're out the blast radius here, correct?


Just then he caught sight of another Royal strolling towards the door....

[EasyTarget]

The Commando glanced towards the front-end of the cafe once more as, not panic, but contentment built up inside of him. However, there was the other Commando that was standing right next to him. If HIS plan didn't go to order, the other Commando would have his head.

He wanted to think this over for a few moments, but didn't have time as the Royal was almost mere inches away from the door.


"ROYAL SCU-!!..I mean...SIR!!! Bring your major over here! I believe I see a Satchel Charge down the road in front of the cafe! We need a professional to dis-arm it!"