Description: In which a luchador gets involved in matters between the Iranian military and a multinational coalition of those subjugated by China (itself subjugated by Shadaloo).
Iran had an invasion force that ended up much too outclassed by two passers-by so very, very recently - it almost seems like yesterday. The story of a mysterious man in black, and a man of strange hair that they do not want to admit is American - Iran would rather not have their interference, even at a desperate time like this.
Though the Chinese nation - it would better to say at this point, Shadaloo puppet state - is in peril, they have given redoubled efforts to actually send a force that can squash any and all resistance in its way. All of them have been pulled together from the militaries of various subjugated nations into the newly-named Peace Company.
They offer nothing related to Peace. The soldiers within are tormented and uncomfortable, forced to serve through hostage situations and other such underhanded tricks that are overseen by various Shadaloo soldiers (much more blatantly clothed as such - it seems there's an increasing shortage in proper Chinese uniforms as of late) as they march through the dunes and the dust, onwards to civilization in hails of gunfire and (from the paved roads) trucks.
Iran is going to need a hero, all the same - their defense forces cannot hold them all back, as is the norm in invasions these days.
Whilst the troubles on the other side of the world, namely in the Western continent, are far from over. After the events that happened with a certain swordwoman and a luchador's evil twin, it is El Fuerte's belief that in order to save his nation he is need of some...practice.
That's right, in an effort to better himself as a warrior, the masked wrestler known as El Fuerte travels to the war torn Asian continent to willing take part in the conflict so he can /practice/ for when he fights the drug cartels again.
No one ever said that Fuerte was sane.
Hearing that Iran had previously been assisted by a pair of heroes. The luchador arrives in hopes to join their group, only to find that they have long continued their quest onward, leaving the country of Iran vulnerable for another attack.
Unwilling soldiers or not, El Fuerte luchador will not allow more violence to spread across the world. Violence should be left for the ring of honor! Hand to hand, toe to toe and mask versus scalp! Guns, grenades, missiles...all those things are for cowards who cannot handle the gory glory of wrestling!
Today, El Fuerte will show the Irani soldiers that there's still honor to be had in fighting mano a mano. Appearing atop their bunker with muscled arms crossed, a defiant gaze looking across the field of battle to this so called 'Peace Company'
"Caballeros!!"
The Iranian forces look actually pretty baffled at the sudden appearance of El Fuerte - as if perhaps they haven't yet figured out that out of place individuals of the wrong nationality in strange dress may actually be their saviors. There's some angry shouting.
This angry shouting is quieted down the moment the gunfire begins between the encroaching 'Peace Company' from soldiers of varying levels of reluctance. No matter how sad they might be to be here, they're shooting, and shooting, and shooting. They are definitely shooting to kill, moving to overrun - it does not matter as to who, what, where, or why.
El Fuerte may call out names, but unless he can back it up, he may be as much a victim as these people here in Iran... or... is he?
COMBATSYS: Peace Company has started a fight here.
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Just what the people of Iran need /another masked hero/.
El Fuerte can tell they aren't happy, it's usually a tell sign when people shout and point guns in your general direction. "Wait! I'm on your side estupidos!!" The masked wrestler jumps when the Iranian troops actually look like they are about to open fire on him. El Fuerte frantically flailing his arms to protect himself while fiddling on his Spanish to Arabian Dictionary. It dawns onto him that masked men in general are not welcomed in war zones without declaring their allegiance first. However, before he is forced to jump away from the bunker, the Shadaloo 'Peace Company' do them the favor and open fire on both the Iranian troops and their Mexican ally.
"Ay caramba!" El Fuerte ducks for cover, jumping away from the bunker he was using as a perch to land feet first on the hot desert sands. His momentum slowly carrying him forward towards the trenched enemy positions as he just starts running in their direction. A slow jog at first, then a spring...then blurring sonic speed kicking clouds of sand behind him as he jumps directly on top of the Squad, almost like a rock star diving into a crowd of screaming fans, except that these fans have guns and they probably don't like him that much. And he's a wrestler not a musician, but..eh..details.
"Let us lucha, amigos!!" Calls El Fuerte going to just flatten the first soldier he encounters with a body slam.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte has joined the fight here.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Peace Company
COMBATSYS: Peace Company counters Tostada Press from ElFuerte with Riot Shield.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Peace Company
El Fuerte, the strong, to the rescue!! How fast does that man move? To what end, does the strong one go? His leaping body press blots out the sun for a passing moment, the crowd of reluctantly allied soldiers under China's (...Shadaloo's) banner all gaping wide as they wonder what on earth could come of them this time - many of them have already seen fighters in action, often those who actually did reach out and stand to protect them.
One of them gets the immediate bright idea to thrust a riot shield into the descending El Fuerte to (mostly) harmlessly parry him off, at which point the entire march goes into brief silence (aside from those up front giving return fire to the bunker).
Numerous men - numbering in the dozens, at least over a hundred - all stare at El Fuerte, the sound of cocking guns filling the air as they all look to one another and for the inevitable command from one of the guys in Shadaloo uniforms.
The guy with the Shadaloo uniform that El Fuerte can see is giving the thumbs down.
"Oh.." Tough crowd tonight. El Fuerte feels himself landing upon a hard riot shield where he bounces off letting him fall back first on the hot desert sand. Not a moment later he is surrounded by Shadaloo enforcers that all train their guns down on him ready to put a premature end to his wrestling career. None of them looking all too pleased about the shoddy start of his perfomance.
He counts himself lucky though! If he were fighting Los Zetas they would have gunned him down already, at least these guys have the courtesy to look intimidating first before riddling full of lead. An opportunity they may not have if all they do is just stand there looking down at him, maybe they are more reluctant than their commander assumes they are.
"An impressive defensive maneuver." El Fuerte compliments them, being quite the sportsman. Although that is far as his courtesy extends since he wraps a man's rifle with his legs to pull him backwards and toss him to another fellow soldier, attempting to create as much chaos as he can so he can get into a good defensive position.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte successfully hits Peace Company with Calamari Slide.
-* WILD HIT! *-
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ElFuerte 0/-------/------=|====---\-------\0 Peace Company
That thumbs down says 'shoot,' and shoot, they would be very happy to. One of them even has a grenade launcher! Their guns are all primed upon El Fuerte, even though most of them know he's probably not going to be taken down by bullets.
It seems these days, more and more, that bullets just can't seem to keep men like him down - especially when they're suddenly tossing their own into one another that one of them shoots a grenade up, and... well...
Let's say it ends up somewhere they kind of wish didn't, a few bodies and surprised yells flying overhead.
"I will /not/ tolerate slapstick in the Peace Company!" Yells the Shadaloo operative as he pounds his fist down on the side of a truck and then has to gingerly rub his wrist.
Nonetheless, those who have gotten over the brief surprise of unfortunate results are, predictably, starting to open fire. At this level of concentration, it's no joke - how well can El Fuerte dance the dance?
COMBATSYS: Peace Company successfully hit ElFuerte with Strong Shot.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Peace Company
Well! That went much better than expected! In a certain way, El Fuerte's ignorance about guns ends up with him pulling an amazing feat of chaos and destruction. If he had known that he was grabbing a grenade launcher with his legs, he probably would have gone with another strategy.
However, this ends up paying off in the end, as the man he tossed accidentally lobs his grenade into the crowd when he's tossed and..censored stuff happens. "Woops." El Fuerte cringes a little once he's up as he hears the explosions accompanied by agonizing screams of pain. His reluctance to see such grimly displays of gore cause him to not dance the bullet dance, and gets shot repeatedly on his back and chest, it makes him bounce about like a piņata being hit from all sides..but..strangely....he doesn't die!?
"AHAHAHA!" What the hell is wrong with that luchador!? "Estupidos! I have been trained in the ways of Garbage Wrestling! I am impervious to your peddling little pea shooters!" At this point, the soldiers should /probably/ start running if bullets can't injure him. But just in case they don't El Fuerte decides to give them an incentive by grabbing one of the men by the legs and start spinning him around to use him as a living weapon against his fellows!
COMBATSYS: Peace Company blocks ElFuerte's Guacamole Leg Throw.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Peace Company
"How many of them /do/ that?" Asks the blatantly Shadaloo uniform-dressed overseer of this particular part of the mob of soldiers. "Of course, now that I think about it, we never really have actually gotten around to shooting anyone until recently."
"Sir," reluctantly asks a man from Jordan in a heavily accented voice, "didn't you say you used to just grab them by the arms and just... present them?"
The Shadaloo man is not sure if his pride can accept this reminder of what was proper (and even effective) etiquette in dealing with fighters, especially as a whole bunch of them are backing away from a man who is getting dizzier and dizzier yet from being spun about!
He ends up being politely caught by that man from Jordan after a handful of them actually do get knocked around, at which point the man in charge brings the proper order.
"For the moment, forget the guns," he commands, "/seize him/."
Seizing a man of superhuman strength, speed, and stamina by mobbing him and grabbing him by the arms? Either someone is a bit genre savvier than they look or this is probably the dumbest thing any invasion force have tried to do even now.
COMBATSYS: Peace Company successfully hit ElFuerte with Medium Throw.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Peace Company
No! Not grappling! His one and only weakness! Oh wait..
Surprisingly, grabbing hold of Fuerte ends up working almost as well as bullets. Dizzy as he was after spinning around with a man grabbed by the legs, El Fuerte ends up getting /grabbed from behind/ with his arms restrained forcing him to let go of the soldier he was spinning around. "Ah! We meet again, Full Nelson!" Grunts el luchador who is apparently quite used to get grabbed by that quite of maneuver. Logic states that he should be versed enough on this type of attack to dodge it, but by the sound of his annoyance it looks like that's something that always catches him unprepared.
Point of the matter is that, El Fuerte is grabbed, and as any self respecting wrestler, he tries to get out of the hold once caught. The luchador lowers his hips to put his center of gravity below the man that's grabbing him to suddenly lift him up and toss him forward to the crowd of men with a shoulder throw! "Leggo!"
COMBATSYS: Peace Company endures ElFuerte's Quick Throw.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Peace Company
This idea sure did run into some harsh truths immediately, that their opponent's area of expertise is, in fact, his ability to handle grapples. The slip through them, to start tossing them around - it's amazing how much damage El Fuerte can do with one thrown body, considering there are so many bodies around that are aggressively clustered together (along with the ill-thought but well-intentioned idea by so many others to continue to bunch around him, which makes the potential damage of thrown bodies even worse.
The guy in overt Shadaloo clothing slaps his forehead. Oh, of course it wouldn't be that easy. Do not mistake this poor choice of action with foolishness. No, with this awakened realization thanks to one of the subjugated soldiers forced to fight under the Chinese banner, he may very well be the Smartest Nameless Man In Shadaloo. After all, they aren't accidentally shooting one another or blowing themselves up under his command, right?
"J-Just bring him here!" He says, flustered, waving an angry fist.
Someone among them must have figured out that this interesting new direction in taking on intruders makes overt motions of violence against men pretty much A-OK, as those who are bunched around El Fuerte attempt to bash his head in a couple times with the butts of their pistols.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte endures Peace Company's Pistol-whip.
* Attack Of Opportunity! *
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ElFuerte 1/------=/=======|=======\==-----\1 Peace Company
Dog piling is an often common tactic amongst wrestlers with no honors. Being the type of curs that El Fuerte usually deals with gives him the fascinating insight of actually being prepared for this kind of battle. It matters not to him if he is in the ring, the streets or an open field of battle. Wrestling is still wrestling. Just like how a rose smells like a rose if it were named by any other name, so does lucha still smells like sweat and blood even if one calls it war.
This even extends to when the men start clubbing him over the head with the butts of their rifles! Be they guns used as clubs or chairs as improvised weapons, it doesn't matter! He takes it with a fierce grin! Even if it still hurts like hell! "Ow! Ow! Ow!!" Currently trapped by a multitude of soldiers who are doing their very damnest to just bash him into submission. El Fuerte must reach deep within himself and draw power from the very spirits of Lucha Libre to vanquish his foe! This comes in the form of jumping on top of one particularly annoying soldier and jump with him to the sky where he spins around by grabbing his arms with his feet pressed on the goon's stomach.
Now to anyone looking, it would appear that El Fuerte is just wasting an incredibly flashy move on just one soldier. But as he starts descending back to the crowd the luchador's plan is reveled! He is planning to slam the man in the shadaloo uniform with his own trooper! He can feel the reluctance to fight from the platoon, if he can just take out the leadership it's a possibility they might all disperse!
"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIBA!!!"
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte successfully hits Peace Company with El Fuerte Dynamite.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/-------|=======\=====--\1 Peace Company
El Fuerte also smells like dirty laundry. Just saying.
His scent is the least of anyone's complaints when he just boots a man a ways into the air, at which point the commander really has to stop and think for himself. There was that one guy in his squad who was timely enough with that riot shield to stop a dive. Is he, on the cosmic level, someone of great importance enough - despite his poor choices in life that saw him being part of an international terrorist organization in the middle of a legitimate bid for world domination - that he not be taken out entirely in this one overly showy, humiliating gesture?
The answer is a resounding 'no.'
As much as it is a response as to how willing those men around him are to come to his aid and try to catch the goon as he stumbles into the commander and a sizable amount of the enemy crowd.
At which point, another guy in a Shadaloo uniform looks over from where he and his own men have been taking losses from back-and-forth gunfire with the Iranian forces and just says, "stop messing around and get him!"
'Getting him,' evidently, involves everyone pulling knives - going back to things of clearly deadly application as opposed to the strangely children's TV-friendly approach that almost seemed to work (who even thought that was a good idea, who has such a horrible grasp on reality?) and they all just dive upon El Fuerte, looking to stab him good.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte blocks Peace Company's Questionable Tactics.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/------=|=====--\-------\0 Peace Company
Hey! Well you try and walk around in the desert with a luchador mask on! It's not exactly form fitting! And El Fuerte didn't get the chance to trade it for a snazzy shemagh mask from the Iranian soldiers (not that he would do that, it's a question of principle)
But hey, if they think he smells bad, maybe the commander would like to smell one of his own men instead? El Fuerte aims to please as always and slams the poor trooper on top of his own commander with him on top making one DELICIOS Shadaloo sandwich. "Rico!~" The wrestler even smirks at his own recipe whilst he sits down on top of the soldiers back making a mental note to add this technique to his repertoire of recipes.
Before he can take his note pad and makes some quick notes though, the rest of the platoon are coming at him with combat knives swinging dangerously close to him in attempt to bleed the fight out of him. "Ay!!" The luchador cries and jumps out of the way taking a few nicks and cuts here and there, but not enough to hinder his second best ability. His first one being of course wrestling, while his second one is /RUNNING/
"Amigos! You need not fight me no longer! Your leader is no longer! You are free! Viva la revolucion and what not! OW! STOP IT WITH THE CUTTING!" Much to his despair, the men didn't decide to turn tail and disperse once their commander was cut down. El Fuerte misjudged the level of loyalty they had to Shadaloo and is now resorted to running around in circles trying to get into a good position where he can counter attack.
On the other side of the battlefield, an Iranian soldier with some binoculars will see a mob of soldiers running after a flailing Mexican luchador.
Is that the Benny Hill themesong playing in the background?
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte gains composure.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0 Peace Company
This would be a really bad time for the Benny Hill themesong, all times be told, when you have a bunch of frightened people are still chasing after El Fuerte with brandished knives and guns (that for some reason they haven't started shooting again yet), while the Iranian defenses all just kind of balk from behind sandbags and bunkers at the sight of the chase.
Everyone, for the moment, has the Idiot Ball. It's one of those things where the gravity of the situation is suddenly simply removed from the equation.
The men are all yelling at El Fuerte about something or another - it's difficult to discern any individual voices, as most of them are not in English and, in fact, are composed of many different languages from all walks of life. Maybe they're begging for him to lay down so they can take this and not have horrible things happen to those they had to leave back in their occupied homes.
Suddenly!! One of the large trucks honk to life. The driver is some other goon in obvious Shadaloo uniform dress, who has decided this chase nonsense - this entire nonsense - has gone on long enough and that it is merely time to run over El Fuerte with a truck, which is all that really needs to be said on the matter even as it risks chasing him offroad into sand that it may be too heavy to traverse.
COMBATSYS: Peace Company successfully hit ElFuerte with Gain Way!.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\0 Peace Company
Not to worry, there's no living man that can catch el Fuerte luchador! He is not only a proficient wrestler, cook and at part times psychologist, but he's also a great runner! Really, is there anything that Fuerte /can't/ do?
The answer is..yes! He can't dodge cars.
"Ay no." The luchador skids to a halt when the truck comes to life catching him by surprise and hitting him square in the face like...well.. a truck. A truck hits like a truck, who woulda thunk it?
Hit him he does though and it sends him flying back into the mob of gibbering soldiers who El Fuerte, only being able to speak Spanish and a very limited grasp in English, doesn't understand. He does however realize that those knives mean business, which is why he reaches to grasp one of them by the arm and toss him directly at the truck's windshield, breaking it, and hitting the driver behind it.
"Carajo!"
COMBATSYS: Peace Company endures ElFuerte's Quick Throw.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/----===|=======\=------\1 Peace Company
Ah, windshields, a frequent victim in the battles of Fighter vs. Large Moving Vehicle. Some have proven strong enough to destroy engines while being dragged along. Others have been shown to simply uppercut the entire thing into the distance. For those who are not gifted with the special brand of strength and endurance to pull such feats off, this is the next-best thing.
To say nothing of the sudden collision of driver and thrown victim as the truck suddenly spills over, seemingly atop several soldiers just next to El Fuerte (or not? it's kind of hard to tell after the giant sandy dust cloud, but that would be a way to go).
Inside the truck... there aren't more soldiers inside the transport truck. The transport truck assigned to these invaders wasn't to transport /them/. Instead, it contained a lot of weapons and explosives. Enough to level the bunkers and fortifications several times over - the transport contained a bunch of weapons from liberated countries they needed out fast, but it had to be stuck with them.
In rattling free, El Fuerte might actually see that there's a tiny red blinking light among the pile. A red blinking light that pulses ever more frequently, beeping more loudly with every passing moment...
Great. The crash just accidentally unleashed and activated some sort of precariously made bomb. That, and given its close proximity to other materials...
...Run like hell.
COMBATSYS: Peace Company successfully hit ElFuerte with Thrown Object EX.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/---====|=======\==-----\1 Peace Company
Looks like Murphy's Law is alive and well, much to the displeasure of a certain Mexican luchador. What where the odds that the truck that was currently being used to trample him was carrying terribly explosives bombs that went boom when a body was launched on them? From the looks of it, the odds were very good!
"Mierda..." El Fuerte just sort of gives a groan of annoyance at his bad luck and turns around to run with the rest of the soldiers, ah but wouldn't you know it? Now he's tired from all the running around and doesn't -quite- make the dramatic jump with explosions in the background.
Instead, he gets enveloped in the ensuing explosion and falls face first looking like a burnt enchilada. "Ugh.." He coughs out flipping back "It occurs to me that I may have left the beans in the oven before leaving."
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte gains composure.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/----===|=======\==-----\1 Peace Company
Let's just say that after that explosion, there really aren't too many moving people anyone can see left. It's an absolute catastrophe over at the site of the explosion, to say the least. (In fact, it seems there were even some fireworks packed in - maybe some of the Chinese soldiers of a more festive mindset were looking to celebrate one evening but never got the opportunity.)
It's pretty. Pretty scary, but also pretty. What's less pretty are those scant few remaining soldiers who are all carefully trying to surround the unlucky (and plucky) luchador, guns drawn.
One of them shouts something in a language he doesn't understand, but the tone of voice sounds incredibly desperate as he and his handful of few compatriots pull their own guns out. They repeat this several times, a bit more insistently - not angrily so, as they all just start trying to take the already battered El Fuerte down with mere gunfire.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte blocks Peace Company's Pot Shots.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/---====|=======\==-----\1 Peace Company
Oh, El Fuerte knows perfectly well what they're trying to tell him, it is why he responds in kind. "La tuya!!" Because obviously, when someone angrily shouts at you with gun drawn it's likely they are talking about your mother! And it's likely not very nice things either!
Correct assumption or not, El Fuerte rolls backwards avoiding most of the gun shots, even though a few do get him in his manly chest. Captain Mexico is still in this fight though and rushes towards one of the men to drop him in the face Lucha Libre style!
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte successfully hits Peace Company with Calamari Slide.
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El Fuerte doesn't drop just one of them - they're so close together, and he manages to drop him hard enough that the rest pretty much fall with him to yells of what might be terror or just a well-deserved yell more for El Fuerte's entertainment as some sort of way of saying 'you beat the bad guys, yay!' It's kind of hard to tell - sometimes the line may blur, depending on one's mood and grasp of reality.
Iranians quickly move in with their own rifles drawn, shouting instructions in a language El Fuerte probably doesn't understand as they move to subdue those soldiers still on the ground. Soldiers of an immediately despondent situation, knowing full well what's going to go from there.
An Iranian soldier walks up to El Fuerte and gives him a cold hard stare as he speaks heavily accented English. "Are you done? Thank you. We will take them. You can go."
COMBATSYS: Peace Company takes no action.
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Squad Freaking Broken! Terrorized by the power of Lucha Libre Mexicana, El Fuerte sees the coalition of soldiers turn tail and flee once the great majority of them have been defeated. Either blown to bits or wrestled into submission they won't be getting back up any time soon. Standing victorious over the pile of bodies, El Fuerte places his hands on his hips and exhales a sigh of relief glad that forces of goodness have once again prevailed, only to be bum rushed by a group of Iranian soldiers.
He watches them get to work and leaves them alone for the most part, he can't understand them and they can't understand him! So let's just leave it that. Although thankfully for all present parties, a worldly known soldier makes the bold attempt to try and communicate with the Luchador. It is a noble effort for the most part, but there's just one problem... "Que?" With such a heavy accent, El Fuerte can't understand him either!
"No hablo Ingles!"
Oh foreign relations is gonna have a field trip with this one.
Log created on 21:01:26 03/02/2012 by Rust, and last modified on 09:01:44 03/05/2012.