“Omaha Squad, state your position”
Crackles Silvers radio equipment, breaking the deadly silence abruptly. In code, he makes his reply. Omaha Squad, led by Silver, was ordered to infiltrate the G25s communication tower to gather intelligence. His men were Fletch, engineering expert, Kyle, heavy weapons expert, Mike, a sniper, and Ralph, a military surgeon.
By now the group had crawled on their stomachs across the beach and hid below a concrete sea wall. The rain drizzled; the air was chilled enough to see the men’s exhalations. Mike quickly assessed the enemy’s defences.
“Two anti-aircraft batteries and seven machine gun batteries”
Silver poked his head through a major fracture in the sea defence, brutally savaged by both sea and shellfire. He nodded in confirmation.
In 2005, an Arabian oil baron created a committee of the richest men in the Middle East. Names and details were kept in the deepest of secrecy. They were only collectively known as G18. These men used their money to acquire the territories of Malta and Tenerife. To stay friendly with the West, the UN was ‘supplemented’ with a share of their billions. Eventually by 2007, American and Russian barons joined to make G25. An army was conscripted. Weapons were acquired from deals with China and Iran. The world stood still as a new order was coming to power, with the fully pledged backing of the East.
Omaha Squad, one by one, picked themselves up and sprinted up a back-breakingly steep hill into a monotonous coastal town. Little did he know, Silvers nightmare was just beginning. In true Special Forces style they made it up there. To the squad’s blood curdling astonishment, Mike hit on a purpose built strand of trip wire. The explosion that followed sent shockwaves powerful enough send Mike to his grave. The imminent machine gun and shellfire of the alert guards ripped up Kyle and Ralph into helpless, decapitated slabs of leaking meat.
On a pleasurable sunny mid-afternoon on the 25th of October 2011, G25 invaded Western Europe. Spain fell first, then France and Italy in quick succession. A ‘supplemented’ UN ignored the threat, stood by impersonally as thousands perished. The USA, with members of its own in G25, was powerless to stop its movement. Only one country attempted to prevent G25 from achieving its goal. The UK. ‘Task Forces’ were set up; Omaha Squad was born.
“We have a code red, I repeat a code red!”
Silver screamed into his radio. Men who entered occupied Italy never returned. The beaches of Sorrento, normally heaving with bronzed tourists, were replaced by disembodied English and Italian troops, strewn over miles of barbed wire and booby traps.
Fletch waved frantically at Silver, ordering him down a quiet back street. Even at night, Sorrento was a pretty coastal town. The scars of war tore away not only its looks, but also its character and soul. This was of no concern to the remainder of Omaha; survival was the most imperative matter at hand. This was no easy feat, as they were marked men being tracked across a lonely wilderness.
As morning was breaking, the pair found a deserted town house to rest.
