The Fight For Freedom

[Gustavus]

Read your story Chrisius! I think its brilliant.

[Gustavus]

keep bringing more of it to us old chaps here on poly!

[Easthaven I]

I must say, this is one story I come back to read everytime even before I read replies to my own story. I'm especially excited about the recent battle, and the growing power of the pro-free celtica fellas. You can never get enough battles.

Keep 'em coming, bro.

Whoopish!

[vovan]

Originally posted by Easthaven I
Whoopish!

Second that.

[Easthaven I]

LOL. Damn, they have smilies for everything!

[ChrisiusMaximus]

Part seven To rescue a friend and a Brother.



Several days had passed since Kyle and his men had successfully defeated the column south of Newbridge. He and his small group of men had managed to enter Stockholm unopposed, and had lain low in an unused derelict factory whilst they gathered intelligence on the day to day routines of the local garrison and the cities prison.

"Tonights the night Brothers, after the prison guard changes at 11.00 pm a local sympathiser who works at the prison is going to unlock this gate at the south wall." stated Kyle

"How can we be sure we can trust this man?" asked Brother Campbell.

"There is no need to worry my Brother, I met this man when I was working in Stockholm with the local union leaders. In fact this man was at the demonstration the day our Brother Connel Murdoch was captured!"

"Still I hope you are right to place so much trust in this one man Brother," answered Brother Campbell.

later the brave group of Free Celtica's finest made their way through the shadows towards their rendezvous with danger. At approximately 11.10pm the gate in question swung open and Kyle's men made their way into the prison grounds. They had prepared well for this operation and split off in their small groups to their designated sectors of the prison complex.

"Remember Brothers speed is of the essence!!" Kyle said as they set forth.

The local man whose name was comrade Jones to those who worked at the prison led Kyle to the Govenenors office, Kyle kicked the door off its hinges and had his knife to the startled mans throat in seconds.

"Tell me where the prisoners from the riots are being held you communist pig!!" yelled Kyle at the Govenor.

"Never!! I'll never tell you anything!" cried the govenor.

"You two hold him tight, Jones grab his hand and hold it flat to the table" Kyle instructed his men.

Kyle took his knife from the fat govenors throat and cut clean through the govenors little finger on his left hand that was being held firmly by his newest recruit. Jones cringed at the sight of blood and relaxed his grip a little as the govenor screamed in agony.

"HOLD HIM STEADY!!" yelled Kyle at Jones.

"Yes Sir, I'm sorry please forgive me," Jones said as he recomposed himself and tightened his grip.

"Now you listen carefully to me you fat bas**rd, tell me what I want to know or I'll cut the rest of your fingers off!" Kyle said to his prisoner in a calm but menacing voice.

When the required information had been retrieved kyle put a bullet in the govenor for good measure and made his way to find Connel.

When the prison was totally under their control Kyle made an address to the assembled inmates,

"Men of Celtica we have come here to set you free from your chains!! will you help us your brothers to overthrow the evil Communist regime that has tortured you and your families for so long." A great cheer went up from around the men gathered, "Good we must act quickly before the city garrison is allerted to our presence, we must rise up together and Free Celtica!!"

Kyles officers issued out orders to all of the inmates and those who volunteered to head to the cities central square to stir up a riot headed off. Many of these brave souls would surely not survive the coming events and would be martyred by daybreak. the remaining inmates and the rest of Kyles force headed for the cities armoury setting fire to prison as they left.

the whole of the city seemed to erupt at the same time with masses of the populace joining in the ensuing riots.
It had not needed much of a spark to ignite the tinder box of resentment held for the regime after the brutal way they had put down the workers demonstrations the week before.

All this factored heavily in Kyles favour as he and his band of Brothers launched their assault on the cities armoury, meeting only very light resistance as most of the cities troops and been sent into the city to quell the riots. The armoury was stacked full of state of the art weaponary, kyle could not believe his luck.

He quickly issued his orders to his men and within a short time they and the former inmates numbering over 200 men had gathered as much as they could carry. Including 100 horses from the adjoining stables to pull the fifty pieces of Artillery that were ready to be dispatched to the English front, and vast quantities of shells and other amunition.

Kyle ordered his men to put the near dead son of his Chieftan Connel Murdoch into one of the covered wagons and to place a heavy guard around it to protect him as they made their escape. Kyles heart sank a little as he wondered whether his friend would survive the journey back to Newbridge his body shattered from the relentless torture dished out by the communists, but Kyle knew in his heart that Connel would never have talked or he would already have been dead.

"Move out men we must make haste before the sun comes up and reinforcements come to the city!" yelled Kyle.

[Easthaven I]

Nice! Both our last updates are thrillers. Very well done chap. I've always enjoyed prison rescues and escapes, I've been planning on writing one.

You should of sliced off all the dude's fingers, but hey, it was well done. I would have gone off the charts with the little torture session there.

Anyhoo, keep those updates flowin.

[ChrisiusMaximus]

Heres another map detailing the movements of all the various forces that have been in the last few chapters. I hope it helps with your understanding and enjoyment of the story.

[ChrisiusMaximus]

Currently writing next two chapters and will post some more shortly.

[Easthaven I]

Heh, I love maps. Very well done too.

[vovan]

Hey, Chris,

I just wanted to let you know that I think this is some very well-written stuff. Sorry, I was absent for a while, and now it takes time to catch up with all the stories that have been written / updated lately. But any way, I still like the plot, and your writing style. The maps sure do add to the story a great deal, though if you could maybe convert them to gif or jpg format so that they would be visible without downloading, that would be awesome, too.

[ChrisiusMaximus]

thanks vovan I will have to get you to teach me how to do this.

[Paulypav]

Chrisius,

Excellent stuff. Just read the whole story and can't wait for more.

[ChrisiusMaximus]

Part seven continued, (sorry for the long delay )

Kyle and his loyal band made their way back through the fields and hills, back to the safety of Newbridge and their Cheiftan Bryn Murdoch. The following evening they made camp about 25 miles from Newbridge, the men of Free Celtica took the time to start training the new recruits in the arts guerilla combat. Every brother was equally adept in the teaching of these skills, a testament to the excellent training they had received from Scratch and his elite Samurai.

It was late in the evening and the light had all but faded, Kyle was sipping some fresh wild mushroom soup by a glowing campfire. He felt a sense of coldness brush by him chilling him to the bone. 'What could be wrong he wondered ?', their rear scouts had not detected any signs of anyone following them and they were very well armed with the benefit of entrenched artillery pieces well dug in on their elevated hilltop.

Just then a familiar voice broke Kyle out of his train of thought " I'm sorry to disturb you Brother, you must come quick!!. Its Brother Connel."

"Whats wrong with him Brother ?" Kyle asked Brother Campbell in a worried voice.

"I think hes gone Sir, hes stopped breathing!"

"NNNOOOO!! NNNOOOO!! PLEASE NO!! By the great God Cernunnos tell me its not so!" cried out Kyle.

"Please Sir you must come quickly!" Campbell pleaded with his Chieftan.

"Yes yes, Im sorry please take me to him." Kyles mind raced back through all the years of his life, back through all the memories of childhood, memories of freedom of running and jumping and playing with his best friend Connel Murdoch. Memories came flooding back so strong he was sure he could almost touch them, galloping through the fields racing their ponies, stealing freshly baked cakes from their mothers kitchen, running and hiding in the forest stuffing their faces with wild berry pies.

Kyle hurried back to the covered wagon where Connel lay with Campbell, all his thoughts now turned black, he remembered that cold chill that seemed to pass right through. "Its true hes gone!" kyle said as he fell to his knees by his friends side.

"What shall I tell the men Sir ?" asked Brother Campbell.

"For the moment nothing, let them sleep theyve had a long day," Kyle answered, sobbing now. "Please forgive me Brother for crying but I loved this man as my own Brother! send a rider to Newbridge to inform Bryn he should be told."

"Please Brother do not let me stop you from grieving, he was a Brother to us all and one of the bravest men I have ever known! You stay here Sir and I will see to everything as you command." said Campbell with a tear forming in his own eye.

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The next chapter is still not quite finished and will detail what happenened to Brother Robert Jones efforts to rescue the male prisoners and the forthcoming events at Newbridge.

I apologise if anyone finds this a little dark, I couldnt find the right words for ages to describe Kyles pain at his loss, and I hope you think Ive done it justice.

Part of the delay has been this block with this single issue and of course the next chapter will also be emotional. Anyway as soon as its finished Ill post it thanks for reading and commenting.

[Paulypav]

It was well worth the wait. It seems like everyone has found time lately to post their stories. I might actually be posting my first story soon.