shantanu_rooney
Chairman of Selectors
Yeah the last few updated are just brilliant . The suspense is great and cant wait for it to be unfolded . Deserevd SOTM brilliant writing .
To Russia via...
- Thread starter Jaztheman
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Pakistani Army
Panel of Selectors
- Joined
- Dec 5, 2006
- Location
- Sheffield, England
- Online Cricket Games Owned
- Don Bradman Cricket 14 - PS3
Yet another fantastic read Jaz. I am loving this story mate!
Jaztheman
Chairman of Selectors
It was a vehicle as we expected; although not the type we expected. It was a massive tank, with turrets on the top and rail guns either side. This kind of tank brings shame to the European ones. Unless it was a European tank? Nah it couldn't be, it had writing and symbols on the tank. It must be the Chinese...
The tank stopped in it's path, a short way from us. Then from behind came a second vehicle; a jeep. It was our friends from earlier. How did they know we were coming here? Had they followed us here? Even if they followed us here, surely the tank couldn't move that fast? So many unanswered questions.
"Who are you?!"
"We are the people in between the war between Russian and China."
"Say what?"
"We're not Chinese and China isn't at war with Russia."
"But Moscow has been bombed!"
"Yes but not by China. There is a third party."
A third party? So the third part must have attacked Russia, but made it look like China, so then Russia attacked China. No wonder in the paper I picked up ages ago it said that China didn't know why Russia was attacking them. But who could this third party be? A nation in the EU? America?
The tank started moving again, towards us, as did the Jeep. We wanted to run, but we were scared that if we did the rail gun would decimate our body, within seconds. The tank was right in front of us now. The tank moved to us at around 120 miles per hour?! That's impossible, surely. Like last time the Jeep swept around the side to meet us. It pulled up beside us, 6 men in the back with some kind of shotgun/machine gun, probably a bit of both knowing whoever these are, and a man on a turret. Our friend was in the front with another man, who I had not seen before. He looked Russian.
"Boris Kopeikin!"
"Couldn't you tell it was me? I was only in charge for a year and that year was when you both got injured."
"That's means.. you have been planning this for years!"
"Nice to see your as quick as usual..."
That arrogant sod! So an ex Russian Manager was now working with a foreign nation, still unknown, and has started helping destroy his own country. Why? He didn't give any reasons. I couldn't remember him that well, but it seemed Landkort remembered him too well.
"Now get in the jeep."
"Why?"
"Your coming with us. We don't want you blowing up when we set off the nuclear bomb do we?"
Our faces dropped; all emotion got drained from ourselves. They were going to nuke Russia? How far had they come in Nuclear Technology? I remember the first nuclear bombs going off in Hiroshima and Nagasaki which were devastating sights. But now. They must of propelled the power and velocity so much.
We got into the jeep; reluctantly but aware of our lives. We started driving off, at a fair speed. I was puzzled. So much stuff I wanted to know. Where were my parents? Who are these people? So much. Hopefully I will get my answers soon.
"What country is the third party?"
"Us."
"Which country is that?"
"You'll find out shortly, as that is where we are going."
The tank stopped in it's path, a short way from us. Then from behind came a second vehicle; a jeep. It was our friends from earlier. How did they know we were coming here? Had they followed us here? Even if they followed us here, surely the tank couldn't move that fast? So many unanswered questions.
"Who are you?!"
"We are the people in between the war between Russian and China."
"Say what?"
"We're not Chinese and China isn't at war with Russia."
"But Moscow has been bombed!"
"Yes but not by China. There is a third party."
A third party? So the third part must have attacked Russia, but made it look like China, so then Russia attacked China. No wonder in the paper I picked up ages ago it said that China didn't know why Russia was attacking them. But who could this third party be? A nation in the EU? America?
The tank started moving again, towards us, as did the Jeep. We wanted to run, but we were scared that if we did the rail gun would decimate our body, within seconds. The tank was right in front of us now. The tank moved to us at around 120 miles per hour?! That's impossible, surely. Like last time the Jeep swept around the side to meet us. It pulled up beside us, 6 men in the back with some kind of shotgun/machine gun, probably a bit of both knowing whoever these are, and a man on a turret. Our friend was in the front with another man, who I had not seen before. He looked Russian.
"Boris Kopeikin!"
"Couldn't you tell it was me? I was only in charge for a year and that year was when you both got injured."
"That's means.. you have been planning this for years!"
"Nice to see your as quick as usual..."
That arrogant sod! So an ex Russian Manager was now working with a foreign nation, still unknown, and has started helping destroy his own country. Why? He didn't give any reasons. I couldn't remember him that well, but it seemed Landkort remembered him too well.
"Now get in the jeep."
"Why?"
"Your coming with us. We don't want you blowing up when we set off the nuclear bomb do we?"
Our faces dropped; all emotion got drained from ourselves. They were going to nuke Russia? How far had they come in Nuclear Technology? I remember the first nuclear bombs going off in Hiroshima and Nagasaki which were devastating sights. But now. They must of propelled the power and velocity so much.
We got into the jeep; reluctantly but aware of our lives. We started driving off, at a fair speed. I was puzzled. So much stuff I wanted to know. Where were my parents? Who are these people? So much. Hopefully I will get my answers soon.
"What country is the third party?"
"Us."
"Which country is that?"
"You'll find out shortly, as that is where we are going."
shantanu_rooney
Chairman of Selectors
Oh wow !!! great writing again . I thought it was China who was doing all this but you surprised me again . Great update 
Dr. Pepper
Chairman of Selectors
I wonder which country it is! 
Great update mate.
Great update mate.Jaztheman
Chairman of Selectors
Cheers for the very kind words Shan and Mani. 
Yeah, trying a few twists in the story now.
Yeah, trying a few twists in the story now.
treva
ICC Chairman
Ooooooooo, nice twist James. Just writing loads more updates with nothing to do with Football until FM09 comes out, yeh? 
Pakistani Army
Panel of Selectors
- Joined
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- Location
- Sheffield, England
- Online Cricket Games Owned
- Don Bradman Cricket 14 - PS3
Fantastic twist Jaz. I wonder what country it is though..
Fantastic read mate!
Fantastic read mate!
Jaztheman
Chairman of Selectors
We had been driving for only a few minutes when we came to a massive Aircraft Hanger. We drove through the small gap in between the massive Doors which led to, obviously, a piece of aircraft. It looked like a Aichi D3A - Japanese carrier-based bomber from World War Two, but enhanced. It was bigger, more destructive and a whole lot more terrifying.
"Out! Get out now!"
We got pushed to the floor, out of the jeep. Everyone else got out after, whilst the men in uniforms, with their updated weaponry, ran to the aircraft. They stopped at the entrance, faced each other and just stood there. Isn't that what they do to really important people? When we were in the jeep we had been handcuffed and now we had lost most of the circulation in our hands. Not good.
"Come on! Forward!"
Getting pushed from behind, with guns shoved in our backs, we moved on towards the aircraft. Mani didn't have a gun in his back, he was getting shoved, but no gun. Very strange. We arrived at the aircraft's entrance before stopping abruptly.
"Out of my way."
I was brushed aside by Boris Kopeikin, who looked as bad as ever. His grey hair, brown eyes and over-grown ears made him look like an extra for a really bad soap. He went to the entrance and opened up, before going inside. With total silence as he went in, it was nerve racking and the mood around was tense. I was just turning round to Landkort when we heard a scuffle inside the aircraft. The men with the guns rushed in...
Gunshot! Someone had been shot. The men behind us, pushed us as hard as ever into the plane. There was at least one man in uniform in every bit of the plane. Until they found a body. Inside the toilet, where Boris had went, was his body, in a crouched position over the toilet, as if he had been shot, just before having a... poo. What a way to go! Who could of killed him? Everyone was standing outside before we got the ok signal from Boris.
Was there a fourth party? Ah for god sakes, so many parties! Unless this third party had been found out? They didn't waste much time and soon everyone was in the aircraft and we were off. Do you know what they did to the body? They chucked it out of the toilet window when we were taking off. How can you do that? Then a thought occurred to me. They hadn't searched the plane.
He could still be on here. He could come out at any time, kill any of us. But who is he? Is he on our side or not? Well this is going to be one heck of a journey.
"Out! Get out now!"
We got pushed to the floor, out of the jeep. Everyone else got out after, whilst the men in uniforms, with their updated weaponry, ran to the aircraft. They stopped at the entrance, faced each other and just stood there. Isn't that what they do to really important people? When we were in the jeep we had been handcuffed and now we had lost most of the circulation in our hands. Not good.
"Come on! Forward!"
Getting pushed from behind, with guns shoved in our backs, we moved on towards the aircraft. Mani didn't have a gun in his back, he was getting shoved, but no gun. Very strange. We arrived at the aircraft's entrance before stopping abruptly.
"Out of my way."
I was brushed aside by Boris Kopeikin, who looked as bad as ever. His grey hair, brown eyes and over-grown ears made him look like an extra for a really bad soap. He went to the entrance and opened up, before going inside. With total silence as he went in, it was nerve racking and the mood around was tense. I was just turning round to Landkort when we heard a scuffle inside the aircraft. The men with the guns rushed in...
Gunshot! Someone had been shot. The men behind us, pushed us as hard as ever into the plane. There was at least one man in uniform in every bit of the plane. Until they found a body. Inside the toilet, where Boris had went, was his body, in a crouched position over the toilet, as if he had been shot, just before having a... poo. What a way to go! Who could of killed him? Everyone was standing outside before we got the ok signal from Boris.
Was there a fourth party? Ah for god sakes, so many parties! Unless this third party had been found out? They didn't waste much time and soon everyone was in the aircraft and we were off. Do you know what they did to the body? They chucked it out of the toilet window when we were taking off. How can you do that? Then a thought occurred to me. They hadn't searched the plane.
He could still be on here. He could come out at any time, kill any of us. But who is he? Is he on our side or not? Well this is going to be one heck of a journey.
Dr. Pepper
Chairman of Selectors
I bet it was me!
Jaztheman
Chairman of Selectors
Sorry about no update yesterday, was out for most of the day. Will get an update in today.
shantanu_rooney
Chairman of Selectors
I think its Mani . Well written again . Mate no problems that you werent able to update it yesterday and good to see you updateing it today .
Deserved SOTM :hpraise
Deserved SOTM :hpraise
Jaztheman
Chairman of Selectors
Just a quick thankyou to all the voters and everyone who has posted in my story so far. Been a good journey and amazing to see I've won a SOTM without playing a match. 
Cheers.
Cheers.
Jaztheman
Chairman of Selectors
Intense. A way to describe the journey. We left Russia and wasted no time in going to... well wherever we were going. The soldiers started searching the plane, with us staying in the cockpit with the leader and some soldiers behind us. No chance of escape; soldiers all around us and a few thousand feet in the air.
Gun shot! It came from the toilet again. Everyone rushed to see what had happened. There was a man on the toilet, like what happened to Boris. Who did it? It certainly wasn't myself, Landkort or Mani as we were all in the cockpit. Perhaps theirs an assassin that needs to kill all of us. We went back to the cockpit.
The leader opened the door and we got into the... good god! All 4 of the soldiers in the cockpit were dead. Ok, now this is freaking me out. Their leader went back into the flying chair and shouted out some orders. 5 soldiers came this time, which meant we were even more heavily guarded. He was breathing heavily.
"James, have you sent anyone after us?"
"No."
"Mani?"
"Of course not."
"Landkort?"
"Erm no."
None of us. Which means it could either be one of the soldiers or an assassin on the plane which no-one can see. The invisible man! Ok I'm losing it now. Another gunshot was fired, but this time there were many fired. There was only 7 soldiers left out in the back and there were 7 shots. Suddenly the cockpit door flew open...
"Sir!"
"What's happened?"
"We've been attacked and the strange thing is... no-one saw him before they got shot."
"Did you get shot?"
"Yes, but luckily only in the arm, missing my heart by not alot."
"How did all the others die?"
"Shot... every single one was shot in the heart."
"He must be an impeccable shot!"
The leader grabbed the soldier and brought him in. They locked the cockpit door. We were safe. Or maybe we were. There were now 6 soldiers in the cockpit so we should be safe, anyway. The new soldier that came in went over to stand next to us. He didn't look like the rest, he looked European. Wait! He slipped something to Mani. It looked like a pistol or something. Mani passed to Landkort who passed...
I was holding a gun. Why? Wait, this guy could be the killer! I hid the gun behind my back. He passed another gun to Mani, who gave it to Landkort again. Then one last gun, to Mani. We all were holding firearms behind our back now. One problem. Our hands were tied together with rope.
"Ah woops. Dropped my gun. I really shouldn't be playing with it, should I?"
He went down behind us, good idea by him. He took out a pocket knife and started to cut through the rope. I was free. Landkort was free. And finally Mani was free. The mysterious man got up from behind us and took out his two guns.
"This might get ugly..."
Gun shot! It came from the toilet again. Everyone rushed to see what had happened. There was a man on the toilet, like what happened to Boris. Who did it? It certainly wasn't myself, Landkort or Mani as we were all in the cockpit. Perhaps theirs an assassin that needs to kill all of us. We went back to the cockpit.
The leader opened the door and we got into the... good god! All 4 of the soldiers in the cockpit were dead. Ok, now this is freaking me out. Their leader went back into the flying chair and shouted out some orders. 5 soldiers came this time, which meant we were even more heavily guarded. He was breathing heavily.
"James, have you sent anyone after us?"
"No."
"Mani?"
"Of course not."
"Landkort?"
"Erm no."
None of us. Which means it could either be one of the soldiers or an assassin on the plane which no-one can see. The invisible man! Ok I'm losing it now. Another gunshot was fired, but this time there were many fired. There was only 7 soldiers left out in the back and there were 7 shots. Suddenly the cockpit door flew open...
"Sir!"
"What's happened?"
"We've been attacked and the strange thing is... no-one saw him before they got shot."
"Did you get shot?"
"Yes, but luckily only in the arm, missing my heart by not alot."
"How did all the others die?"
"Shot... every single one was shot in the heart."
"He must be an impeccable shot!"
The leader grabbed the soldier and brought him in. They locked the cockpit door. We were safe. Or maybe we were. There were now 6 soldiers in the cockpit so we should be safe, anyway. The new soldier that came in went over to stand next to us. He didn't look like the rest, he looked European. Wait! He slipped something to Mani. It looked like a pistol or something. Mani passed to Landkort who passed...
I was holding a gun. Why? Wait, this guy could be the killer! I hid the gun behind my back. He passed another gun to Mani, who gave it to Landkort again. Then one last gun, to Mani. We all were holding firearms behind our back now. One problem. Our hands were tied together with rope.
"Ah woops. Dropped my gun. I really shouldn't be playing with it, should I?"
He went down behind us, good idea by him. He took out a pocket knife and started to cut through the rope. I was free. Landkort was free. And finally Mani was free. The mysterious man got up from behind us and took out his two guns.
"This might get ugly..."
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