The Wolf's Den

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

((Battle aint over yet so ita all good, yet another post I must delete later.))

[CrazyHobo]

Viktor looks at the gun happy Carter.
"Get yo ass on the second floor, and help them there. And ditch that RG6, it's tight quarters there." - sayed Viktor, as he continued to save Fenrir lives.
An Adren is lying in front of Vik, bullet in stomach. Looks like a 9mm.
"You'll make it, it's just a 9mm." - sayed Vik, to make the Adren a bit happier.
Antiseptic spray, extract the bullet, sew the wound, bandage.
He goes to the lying Foster, bullet in the heart. Euthanised.
5 cliaths with bullets in either legs or arms. All saved.
Viktor is nearing the end of this floor, but the battle still continue on the second floor, and they may need a doctor there.

[TRHeadshot]

   Heading Viktor's warning, Carter proceded to head to the second floor, keeping his RG6 holstered. Tagging the bodies of the enemies he's killed allows him to route gear his way. Arriving at the second floor, Carter takes on a more subtle tact,

   "This is Carter Gison, callsign TRHeadshot. Fenrir's Fangs Adren. Any and all AD members are advised to stand down, and lay down their arms. Resist, and you will not be spared."

   ((Anyone who wishes to play as the AD soldiers temporarily may do so))
   (((Woot! 300th Post!)))

[CrazyHobo]

An overwhelming feeling of defeat crawls the minds of the remaining AD forces.
They are standing behind the door, awaiting their death. They know, that Fenrir's Fangs don't show mercy, so they prepare to give their lives away, without completing their mission and failing their leader, who ever it is now, since Dread and Kat have recently disappeared.
"This is Carter Gison, callsign TRHeadshot. Fenrir's Fangs Adren. Any and all AD members are advised to stand down, and lay down their arms. Resist, and you will not be spared."
A lone AD soldier is holding his blade at his neck, about to commit suicide, but as he hears TR's warning, he drops the knife and rushes to the door.
"I surrender" - is all the soldier says, before being punched in the face by his superiour.
"We fight to the death and tell nothing to those barbarians" - says the remaining officer.
Suddenly, everyone looks at the officer, as if he was their greatest enemy. They quickly kill him, then unbaricade the door, that they have sealed.
They walk out, hands up.
The same AD soldier, that was close to suicide, hears the words from the commanding athro
"Capture the officers. Kill the rest"

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

James sits upstairs at his usual table alone, drinking another whisky, still not even slightly tipsy, James never seems to be affected by alchohol yet he still drank it, As he light up another smoke he wondered what was happening a few blocks over, how the assault team, and Viktor were doing, James still wishes he could have gone with them and faced the danger alongside them, James had been sitting in that spot, almost stone still exept for when he took a drink or smoked, with his eyes shut for almost an hour. It should not be taking this long...

[Superchaos2585]

 Sam wakes up to the smell of latex gloves and notices the army of bandages littering his body. He painfully removes all of the medical equipment from is arms. He walks slowly to the bar, first making sure to take all of his pocket contents from his torn rags he once called pants. Once at the bar, he takes a seat in the ocean of chairs, and pops an Advil from the bottle James had given him previously. He notices James alone at his usual table, alone. He walks over to James and asks "Is it over?"

[TRHeadshot]

   "For the Fangs!" Carter howls with pride, the other members joining suit. "Alright men, let's snag some loot and get the hell back to base!" Cheers could be heard, erupting from the throng of warriors. Pulling out his long-range radio, he sends a message back home.

   "This is Carter Gison, callsign TRHeadshot, Fenrir's Fangs Adren. We are victorious, I repeat, we have one the battle." Feeling quite proud with himself, he heads back to the first floor, to scrounge up some gear. "I am reporting 21 personal kills, on my way to loot them as I speak."

   My Loot:
1x...XZ8-GX Mesh| 19x...LR8 Reactive| 1x...ZRX-H Reactive|
13x...Machete| 2x...Sabre| 1x...Katana| 2x...Trench Knife
1x...Desert Eagle| 2x...HK USP| 10x...Colt .45
2x...Sig 550| 4x...HK MSG9
4x...Spas 12| 1x... Saiga 20| 1x...USAS 12| 4x...Remington 1100
5x...HK UMP| 4x...Thompson| 8x...XM8| 3x...AK 47| 1x...M60
1x...M79

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

Sam walks over to his table, James can tell it's him without even opening his eyes, Sam stops by him and asks "Is it over?" James opens his eyes but does not look at sam "I don't know, the assault team has not reported in yet" He takes another drink from the glass then closes his eyes once more.

[Superchaos2585]

Sam listens as James says
"I don't know, the assault team has not reported in yet"
Sam watches as James takes another drink.
"****, I hope they're alright.... "
He takes a seat at the next table over.
" So what was in the envelope?"
He awaits James' response.

[TRHeadshot]

((Umm.... I did report in  ))

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

James waits a moment before responding to take time to light up another smoke "The envelope contained orders to expand into this area, It makes no sense though...Why send such a small force when they know we have a full base here.." James closes his eyes once more and takes a puff of his smoke, he seems to be deep in thought.

[TRHeadshot]

   "Sir!" Carter speaks calmly into the mic, "We've found another one of those envelopes on a dead commander... You're gonna wanna see this in person." He hurries back to base, as quick as possible.

[Superchaos2585]

Sam coughs as the smoke hits his lungs.
He then happily listens as his friend Carter reports in    "Sir, we've found another one of those envelopes on a dead commander... You're gonna wanna see this in person."
"Thank god he's alive" Sam quickly snatches the radio from James and begins talking to Carter
"Thank god you're alive, how is everyone else, what happened, how many casualties were there?!"
He eagerly awaits Carters response.

[TRHeadshot]

   Carter picks up the radio, "Sam, that you? Well, yeah we kicked their asses, and there's way too many casualties to count. Pass the radio to James, I need orders." He leans against the wall and sighs, staring at the bloody envelope in his hand.

   /This **** is bad/ he thinks to himself, sliding into a slump on the floor, head in his hands.

[Superchaos2585]

"Can do!"
Sam hands the radio back over to James.
He thinks to himself /Damn, I wish I could've helped... I have to figure out what AD has in store... I gotta sneak back to their base/
Knowing how last time turned out, Sam realizes he has to change his plan.
"I gotta go think man" He says to James.
Sam leaves the empty bar, pops an Advil, and goes to work...