Lt. Benito Tecumseh Pain

[General Pain]

Originally Posted by headquarters

Your relentless efforts finally pay off , and over the next week a steady trickle of recruits that are found suitable pour into your Eureka recruitment and training facility .

100 new recruits - experienced level . ( INITIATIVE 3 )

about time....hehe

fett

[headquarters]

General Pain shifted uncomfortably from one knee to the other in his kneeling shooters stance .The old knees were protesting him sitting at the ready like this for more than a few minutes.The knee pads on his armour took care of some of it , but still the joints squeaked and grumbled when treated like this.Tiredly he puty up his custom .308 Ak against the remnants of the brick house wall he was hiding behind.
"Igor - cover my sector -there`s a good boy !" Igor nodded sharply and hissed a "yess master" before taking up a new position to cover the new sector as well. Mindless obedience.If only all men could be like that .What wonders he could have created.But alas,his behavioural research had faltered and come to a virtual standstill now that the everything had collapsed for the second time.Or was it the third ? The wars and catastophes seemed to have had no beginning in his mind .Like they were always there .And always had been.He had seen countries war torn like this one before - why should it be special just because it was the US ?"Because you could go ohome to the world .." a faint voice whispered in the back of his head.Home ? Who wants to go home ? he thought .There was never enough war to go around before .He remember how he had been passed up for promotions because there was no need for his services in peacetime back ine the old US of A. Well, no more.These days he was war incarnate.A loyal army following his commands.And nothing but enemies wHereever he turned .Who could ask for more ? But his knees-damn things- were aching a littlebit more every time he went out into the field now.At 50 it was to be expected .Contrary to any SOP in the world he lit a cigar that he carried in a small aluminium tube in his tactical assault vest .He took care to shield both the lighter flame and the soft glow from the cigar in his cupped hands.

A few hundred meters to his North a series of mortar grenades slammed into the debris and threw a thousand little pieces of dirt and concrete up ,up and then raining them down again like a brief tropical shower.A few seconds later the dull thumping from a paintek MK19 40 mm grenade launcher answered .Soon after distant reports from the impacts were heard. The cacaphony was complemented by staccato bursts from machinegunners on both sides, hosing down suspected enemy positions with multiple short bursts.Tracer-round ricochets whissed overhead in erratic arches in the bleak dawn light. Hissing RPGs with their poisonous -yellow rocket spark flew from both sides .Underneath it all a continous roaring sound ,muted ,like a waterfall far away- riflefire.

Combat.What he was born to do .

General Pain drew in the smells and sounds and exhaled them with cigar smoke -ever so slowly .To his left , the rest of his squad were getting ready .DeCorba was speaking into two radiosets alternately ,without pause.Lady Takashi was busy having her wounds rebandaged.A corporal was hastily reloading magazines from a wooden box filled with loose rounds.
The stage was set for act two - he knew his lines and the audience was waiting .He took a swig from his silver flask and corked it again .Cognac.A fine one too.

But deep inside a flicker of a doubt.A brief thought of mortality .
The very doubt that made his once bulletproof fate start to crack ever so slightly .What he had seen naked and clear in the eyes of a thousand men before at times like this.

Fear.

[headquarters]

GENERAL RUDOLPH PAIN - KIA Oct .20th 2019 Shandon bunker complex

The General fought valiantly against the hordes of NDP cadre ,but his old sins caught up with him as the insidious LEADER of teh NDP let the Lady Takashi see the tapes where the party gives statements regarding the death of Tanaka Takashi in the jungle of the Belize .Despite clear evidence of self defense ,Lady Takashi wanted revenge for the killing and launched an honourless suprise attack using poisoned bullets and thermite grenades .The General was caught off guard ,and in the ensuing brawl both fighters and the generals personal physician was killed by thermite burn wounds and multiple gunshot wounds.He is succeded by his adopted son,Lt. Benito Tecumseh Pain .


General Rudolph Pain was dying .Bullet wounds had blood seeping out of them in his head and arm and leg.Horrible thermite incendiary fragments were scorching their way through his chest and abdomen bringing his intestines to a more and more rapid boil that would eventually bouil out and start a scorching incineration. His veins felt like they were burning too.Some sort of horrible poison was slithering through him and clearing a deadly path -using his own veins and blood vessels for its work.

Smoke and steam from his burning chest filled his nostrils and he wanted to scream .His ears were ringing and no other sound could be heard.
Lying on the floor ,he looked up and saw the ceiling.Above him the haggard face of the doctor ,screaming silently in pain as his own hands caught terrible burns from the thermite he clawed out of the Generals chest cavity.
His last image to register with receptors in his brain was the face of Doctor Wagner leaning over him with a pint-sized plexiglass combat syringe filled with a faint luminescent fluid .His mouth wording syllables.
The scene was growing dimmer and more people started showing up ,standing in a circle around him-leaning in.Some with ghastly wounds and illnesses .Their faces ghostly pale , malevolent and hard -their eyes filled with hatred and pain.Their silent open mouths were locked in what seemed to be endless screams of no sound .Gaping black mouths .He felt like being strangled.The people leaning in were using all the air. Suddenly he recognized a face.It was a man who had briefly worked for him as a PR consultant.Pain had shot him with a high powered handgun when unsatidsfied with his performance.Then -startled - he recognized another.It was a woman.It was the pale ,screaming face of his wife.

Alotta.


And then another familiar face - a young soldier he had shot in combat ,and then one more ,and then the faces of a family looking starved to death ,and then a scared loking man with tell tale wounds of a Paintek Katana,and then people with radiatons burns,and then a man covered in abestos dust coughing black blood,and another ..and another ..people filling the hallway.Hundreds.

Thousands.

Ugly clawing fingers and hands were stretched towards him and the throng swarmed over him , covering him with extinguishing darkness.

[Rupert Willies]

Originally Posted by headquarters

Ugly clawing fingers and hands were stretched towards him and the throng swarmed over him , covering him with extinguishing darkness.

..and that's what happens when your soul is dragged to Hell, children, so wash your mouth, and keep your hands on the blanket.

[headquarters]

Originally Posted by Rupert Willies

..and that's what happens when your soul is dragged to Hell, children, so wash your mouth, and keep your hands on the blanket.

dont run death camps ,assassinate relatives and dissidents and have population centers nuked !

[Sanchez]

Massive respect to the Great General!

He was a great personalty with many visions and a strong and determined will to turn them into reality.

He never compromised on his ideas, giving him plenty of enemies, but also the respect of his co-workers in the megalomaniac and warmonging bussiness which he loved so much.

Whether you loved or hated the General you will remember His Name and it will be mentioned in fairy tales and horror stories for centuries.

Generations of people will use PainTek utensils, eat PainTek canned "meat" and kill each other with PainTek weapons for years. Several nuclear craters already bears his name and scores of people will testify from their expeiences in his army, his factories and his uranium mines.

Your Name will outlives you by 1000 years!

GENERAL PAIN

Your friends and enemies salute you as you cross the river to hell!

[headquarters]

beautifully said.

My eyes are tearing up.