2014: war abduction & conspiracy

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the year is 2014, the rich, famous and powerful are disappearing, the terrorist group RFW (revenge of the fallen warriors) has claimed responsibility for the abductions, and so the UN has invaded the RFW's home country, russia, to no avail, the claims were false, however, as the UN withdraws from russia, the russian people take up arms and declare war on the UN, the russians gain support from china, vietnam and north korea, as well as from many terrorist groups, WW3 begins, however, the UN knows that to stop the war, they need to find the culprits of the abductions, and fast, so a group of highly trained operatives is formed, the group includes soldiers, spies and survivalists. a few months later, the war is growing worse, but the tractable project ( the codename for the special forces group) has finally got a lead, a group of ex- US marines (who were fired from the marines after ram-raiding a department store) were seen sneaking around the gardens of the white house on the same night that the president disappeared, it is the only lead, and it must be followed, so now, project tractable is on it's way to launch a hit and run raid (operation smashed glass) on the supposed safehouse of the ex-marines, if it goes wrong, the entire world will become engulfed in the war, operation smashed glass MUST succeed at all costs...

RULES:
the usual, no-god-modding, keep it realistic and HAVE FUN!

CHARACTER SHEET:

name:
codename: (you can go as wild as you want for this bit folks.)
age:
role in project tractable: (e.g what do you do?)
weapon:
skills:
homeland:
bio:


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name: tom fletcher
codename: nail in the coffin
age: 29
role in project tractable: soldier
weapon: G11, browning 9x19mm hi-power handgun, fighting knife.
skills: hiding, sniping and the art of guerilla fighting.
homeland: england
bio: joined the army at 16 and applied for the SAS a few years later, he was called into project tractable as soon as it was formed.

tom ran across the airfield to the plane that would take him and the rest of project tractable to the supposed safehouse of the ex-marines. he ran into the cargo bay of the plane and sat down on one of the rag-tag benches attached to the inside of the fuselage of the plane. he turned on his radio.
"this is nail in the coffin, all operatives are to get to the godamn plane NOW. i repeat, all operatives are to proceed to the plane, over." he sat in silence, fingering his G11.
 
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