After two months of near constant building, it has finally come to an end.
About this creation
I actually did add a lot of detail into this MOC. It was my 13th Birthday you see, and I've been toying with the idea of a PCU base since around February. Inspired by Awe's Birthday MOC [a failed mech] I made this. It took me about a month and three quarters to get about half of it done. That was about...May 2. At that time, this MOC was on a baseplate. After realizing that the MOC would be a biscuit-eating bulldog to carry around, I changed it to a more thicker, 2-plate thick baseplate that I learned of from my good friend <<<>>>. It took me a couple days to get the correct positioning, but here we are. It's finished, takes up all of my grey pieces (along with my MTH/AS-1 and LRT-1) and it's two months old. Already it's smarter than half of MOCpages. ;)
Just a close-up of the main battle. The PCU defenders fight valiantly because....they might get a raise. The keyword is raise. Gotta cut the government spending! The man with the chainsaw is the leader of the Peruvian Rebels, and doesn't quite like the PCU. His posse of RPG-wielding, pistol-shooting, chain-smoking are helping out (poorly).
A PCU soldier lobs a frag grenade into the forest. Nearby, a Rebel is like "WTF?!" as he flies through the air after an explosion. The forest was my hardest problem going into the MOC, but it turned into my easiest after about two days. I just kept finding green and grass in my Lego bins!
Here's pretty much another pic showing nearly the same thing. You get a better view of the grenade-lobbing soldier, and you also see the eliminating of a PCU traitor. Miguel wanted to get some food from the PCU for his family. Then, the Rebels gave him more food asking for a small favor. He tried to commit the favor/treason, and died of loss of blood. I wonder how that happened. In the famous words of Kieth, you control the action.
This is a dark picture of a PCU Marine going all BAMF on that pistol Rebel. He knocks the pistol out of his hand, and that goes for the throat with his knife. Because you don't cross the street, nor the highway, but the jugular. Though shalt not go across the driveway, because that is one less than street, and thou shalt not cross the interstate, for that is one more than jugular. Heh, heh, heh, Monty Python...
If Phipson was here, he'd say: "It's too big...heh." I think so, anyways. That's a MTH/AS-1 landing on top of the PCU Forward Command Base, and probably causing the building to lose five years of life due to structural damage. Yippee!
Rocketman, burning all his fuel out here alone...enough of Elton John, let's meet this man. He holds the new HGAL-2 Scorpion launcher. It acts like a Javelin, but is as accurate as an ICBM.
View from the wall that I added on the right side of the dio. Mainly to take space up, but also as cover. Too bad they attacked from the WRONG DIRECTION! Anyways, you can see quite a lot going on in this photo.
"This is Charlie 2-7, we are reading hostiles breaching the base perimeter. Permission to fire one Juicer missile."
"Wait one. Permission granted Charlie."
Yup, some attack helicopter being a BAMF.
"Missile has been fired."
"Roger that Charlie 2-7, tracking missile now. Adjust sweep angle."
Just another pic, showing the missile in flight.
"Missile has hit. Wait one, three confirmed KIAs. Strangely, they are still standing."
^That, was a goof my friends.
The interior of the MOC! This took a while to build, because I was running dangerously low on my precious light bley plates! But I managed. Thank you Lego God!
A radio set, because you need to communicate with your other bases, patrols, aircraft, Texas dictators, UNS land-takers, the usual. I keed you UNS people though. There's some crates, and a gas tank too. Plus a chair design I made.
The opposite side of the base holds two beds. The pillows are red and dark bley. URSA PRIDE! YEA YEA! Shown is an officer sleeping. You may have noticed the lack of doors. Doors are for wimps, a simple C4 can bring one down, and that isn't cool is it?
Our friend here, Private Snowball, joined the corps to shoot stuff. His first day of boot camp he got renamed, screamed at, punched, and lifted by the shirt collar. It was not want he expected at all. Then, he gets sent a peaceful Peruvian base, and look where it evolved into. He's not happy, hence the pistol and his mean face. Go SNOWBALL!
In the spirit of Shannon Young, I am going to list the songs I listened to while I built this.
Neon Trees-Animal (I remembered the lyrics in my head, I don't actually have this song)
Shinedown-Crow and the Butterfly
Shinedown-What a Shame
Foo Fighters-The Pretender
Wild Cherry-Play That Funky Music
Did you know that the building has no dark bley pieces on the wall, excluding the ladder and the light?
Did you know this took two months?
Did you know I'm out of bley?
Did you know I just spent three hours uploading?
My birthday is in 4 days, and I finished ahead of schedule!
Great work on this. It's a vast improvement compared to your earlier vigs and dios. The overall environment looks well done, except the snakes should probably be heading away from the base . . . Overall though, this is fantastic.