im sorry its a bit late
but i've been on holiday and this RPG sounds like another legendary one
here's my character
Name: Neil Griffin
Affiliation: Freedom Fighters
Rank/Position: 1st lieutenant
Appearance: a young man, short brown hair, blue eyes, quite muscular but skinny also.
he wears a kevlar helmet with NVG attachment, urban 'digital' camo with a blue/black 3rd generation 'dragonskin' body armor with reinforced ceramic plates in the front and back pouches and wears black goretex boots.
has a faint scar running down his left eye. has a holster on his right leg.
History: When he was was the age of 16 he joined the 'communist' british army, the russians had left the british to train there army, simply as it was known to be the best training in the world, but under russian supervision and rules. he enlisted as an officer, attending the royal army academy sandhurst, then he joined the Parachute regiment, where he became a well known and trusted 2nd LT. when the russians invaded iran for the oil reserves. Griffin was among the first to go in. allthough his platoon commander was shot on the initial landing, due to iran special forces where waiting for them. thus Griffin took up the platoon commander's position and led his men against the special forces. winning vital ground and seizing an iranian airbase. he was in iran for 16 months. when he got back he had found out that the americans where being sieged by the USSR, in spite of the only nation who had not turned to communism he traveled to america, new york. with the russians, pretending to be one of them. he then later snuck out of the camp to find the freedom fighters he had heard of.
Personality: A strong willed leader. a great tactician and expert in covert operations and airbourne assaults. specializing in urban combat and CQC action. loyal to the ideals of a free world. he will do anything to make it free. quiet by nature but loud on the field.
L85a2 with 4x SUSAT (SA80)
an L96a1 on a 3 point sling:
USP .45 with flashlight attachment (also silenced but rarely used):
Skills: A marksman with the rifle, also has knowledge of Light support weapons, sniper frifles (Trained by the royal marines) heavy machine guns and anti tank weaponary. can also drive Vehicles (tanks including) and has basic knowlege of piloting helicopters.
LT. Griffin arrived in new york city 3 days ago. he had put together a plan to leave the fortified base and look for the freedom fighters.
he stood in his barracks, cleaning his carbine, he removed his maroon beret and replaced it with his kevlar helmet. putting his beret in his pocket, he slung his rifle and let it hang around his waste. he thought to himself he had little ammo on him and he wouldnt be able to get any from the ammo dump. he had
5 magazines of 30 for his rifle, in his webbing ammo pouches.
2 clips for his USP
he would have to locate the freedom fighters soon, and hoped they had a large reserve of 5.56mm nato rounds, he couldnt live without his L85.
it was midnight and time to move. he crouched outside the mess hall, and attached his night vision goggles [NVG's] to his helmet. with his USP silenced he now moved to escape the base. if he just left it would be suspicious but he had set it up to look as though he was kidnapped. he took out his bayonet, and attached the bayonet itself to the scabbard to make the wire cutters. he cut threw the wire mesh. and crawled under the fence.
'Now to get over that wall' Griffin sighed as he approached the 50 foot concrete steel wall.
then he caught something in the corner of his eye, a Hind D landing about 120 feet away, Griffin crawled back under the fence and approached the Hind. The pilot jumped out of the cockpit and looked at griffin.
"Sorry LT. flights shut for tonight, wait till morning" the pilot said, with a very heavy russian accent.
the navigator looked at griffin, and noticed that griffin had his hand on his pistol, the navigator scrambled for his makarov in his flight suit but Griffin drew his USP and shot the pilot in the neck....twice.
"Hey, i guess the flights just reopened!" Griffin said as he shot the pilot 4 times in the chest.
Griffins stepped up to the pilot and took off this helmet, removing his own helmet and placing it on his webbing belt. he placed the pilots helmet on. he dragged the bodies into the troop holding compartment and left there bodies. dusting himself down he climbed into the cockpit. without a navigator he wouldnt have access to the heavy weapons, just the unguided rockets and the twin 20mm cannon.
"Victor 2-4 you are not authorized for take off, shut down your engines"
Griffin ignored the call
and raised the hind....
"Victor 2-4! this is comrad general Yulenski, stand down or i will launch Ground to air missiles at you, i repeat Victor 2-4......." he noticed the hind had gone. it was now into the sky, only the lights bleeping.
"This is general Yulenski, I want Harriers scrambled now to take down Victor 2-4...and i mean NOW!" the russian general said to the control tower controller
"Foxtrot 6, this is command, Alert, alert. scramble to search and eliminate call sign Victor 2-4, subject is a Hind D. i repeat, alert alert, destroy Victor 2-4!"
"This is foxtrot 6, scrambling Harrier 2's now. ETA 12 minutes. confirmed, target Victor 2-4, subject Hind D" The captain pilot replied.
the airbase was set up on liberty island. the russians used the statue itself as a long range radio post and observation tower. it was only a small improvised runway, only suitable for STOL/VTOL aircraft. the russians though had there supreme navy a short distance away from new york, where they had over 12 aircraft carriers.
"Victor 2-4, i suggest you return to base within the next 12 minutes or you will have some...'company'......(he then turned the comms to the Hind off)....Captain, do we have a idea of whom this rogue soldier may be?"
"Yes General! we do! we have reason to believe that he is Liuetanet Neil Griffin, 1st British para regiment sir. he's in charge of A companys' alpha platoon"
The general cursed and slammed his fist into the table
"Kill him...NOW!" he screamed
I am the Hammer. I am the sword in His hand, I am the point of His spear. I am the Gauntlet about His fist. I am the Bane of His foes and the woes of the treacherous. I am the End.