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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 11, 2010 16:09:45 GMT -5
Lucan quickly checked his map, he made a hand signal that they were getting close to the mining complex and to watch more closely for enemy sentries.
NPC activity time.
Wing commander Hul Grent saw the Sergeant leading his team across the landing pad.
"Sergeant" he approached the man and shook his hand. "We'll be pairing your boys up and taking each pair on seperate birds. Grav chutes are simple ones, just pull the toggle when the light in your goggles goes red. Tuck and roll on landing. We'll be wheels up in 30 minutes"
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Post by Hetfiltrator on Aug 11, 2010 20:35:06 GMT -5
Gregori took another deep breath, inhaling the fumes from his cigar. "So Scion, Who's with who on these birds?" Cigar smoke curled thickly across his face. He lowered the dome around his head as Lolita began fiddling with a gas mask "Hey! Gregori~ finally got this damned thing on. Say wanna kiss for good luck?" While Gregori thought her muffled voice was very cutesy, he rolled his eyes. "Darling I've just finished locking my helmet. You are wearing a gas-mask if you can figure this out I'll let you drive when we get home." Lolita felt herself blush a deep red. "Damn Gregori... That hurt..." Gregori shrugged. "You're the only one who can drive so...hahaha. Just calm down, kitten. We'll kill this mother fether and get out while I'm still young. Hahahahaha."
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Post by The Refined Gentleman (M.I.A) on Aug 13, 2010 16:52:03 GMT -5
Threepwood, his posture still tensed and his finger stone-still on the trigger of his rifle walked forward, to a small pile of worn stone so he was partly in cover. He took a moment, craning his neck to get a look at the immediate area. He signed back to the captain.
"All clear here. Shall I go up ahead and scout the mine entrance?"
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 13, 2010 17:07:41 GMT -5
Lucan signalled back. "Go and find the entrance to the mine's also make notes of any surface structures and enemy strengths. Avoid contact." Lucan then turned to bevon and signed indicating a rocky outcrop "Cover him from there"
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 13, 2010 17:09:33 GMT -5
Hul Grent sat in the cockpit of his marauder and opened his link to the two commandoes in the back. "Sergeant Scion we're taking off now, we'll be over target in 30 minutes."
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Post by Hetfiltrator on Aug 13, 2010 17:18:53 GMT -5
* OOC; Where the F∑CK is the rest of my team???* "Thirty minutes, huh? Damn.. That's to long. Gotta get outta this stinkin' bird and get my feet on za ground..." He inhaled for the last time on his cigar and tossed the burned remains on the floor. " So Sarge... what are you in here for?"
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 13, 2010 17:35:38 GMT -5
"If you listened then the other two members are in another bird to make sure at least someone hits the ground for the mission."
Hul Grent checked his auspex. "Hmm looks like the lightnings did well with thier ground strikes hardly any flak up today and it's too dark for their fighters to operate properly. Should be an easy trip"
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Post by Lord General Armstrong on Aug 16, 2010 3:04:26 GMT -5
Bevon ran to the small outcrop and looked over, while he tried to conceal himself he looked back. "Sir theirs the heavy machinery are these things manned normally?" He watched Threepwood slowly scout out the position. He thought to himself 'Good luck'.
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Post by The Refined Gentleman (M.I.A) on Aug 16, 2010 3:55:23 GMT -5
Jaythord seemed to melt from the sorroundings as he onhooked his cameleoline scout hood. He had blood on his wraithbane.
"Just a couple of sentries sir, I knifed them both and stashed their bodies away. I also saw alot of civilians working around the entrance. We'll wanna keep a low profile. Never telling how many of them'll raise an alarm if they saw us."
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 16, 2010 3:55:31 GMT -5
Lucan started to think.
"We need a way in suggestions?"
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Post by Lord General Armstrong on Aug 17, 2010 4:57:34 GMT -5
"Well sir we could put on some of the sentries uniforms could be a gamble but i think it should work. These are only low level workers shouldn't be to hard to foul and if they get suspicious we could always beat them to submission thats what the traitors do right?"
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 17, 2010 7:55:46 GMT -5
"We'll take a sentry and 3 workers", Lucan spoke quietly into his microbead "Threepwood, can you see any isolated Sentries near you?"
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Post by The Refined Gentleman (M.I.A) on Aug 17, 2010 16:44:39 GMT -5
"Or more simply, I'll just go back and fetch one of those bodies. I'll be back in a minute." He skulked off, then not a couple moments later, he melted from bhis surroundings again.
"Expect a tight fit. The traitors always seem to prefer 'one size fits falk-all'."
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Post by stgene on Aug 18, 2010 17:22:47 GMT -5
OOC: Mistake fixed ;D
Vought snickered. "Fortunately, falk-all fits just fine for Momma Vought's boy."
He scanned the mining site. Bevon's description was correct. The mine entrance was surrounded by the worker residences and guard barracks. Heavy machinery lay around the the buildings, some covered with tarps, others left to rust. Workers and ore haulers flowed in and out of the mines, and guards bearing the eight-pointed star of Chaos on their uniforms patrolled the worksite.'
"It looks like there are no guards in the mine itself, Cap.", whispered Vought into his vox-set.
At that moment a siren began to wail, and all of the workers and guards moved towards a large central hall, leaving only a platoon of guards outside.
"Well. That's convinient." muttered Vought.
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 18, 2010 17:28:41 GMT -5
OOT: Don't speak for other people's characters please.
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Post by Hetfiltrator on Aug 18, 2010 18:58:56 GMT -5
*Ummm since there are only three members left can we simply be in one bird?* Gregori looked back to the other two Lolita and Grimmhammer "Alright, boys! Lets move!"
Gregori charged out of the back. His rifle clanging against his armour He shouted to the other two as they fell towards the compound "Ready ta die!!"
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 19, 2010 11:32:35 GMT -5
OOC: Yeah sure.
Grent banked away as the last team member dropped out Grent began to bank away his job completed.
Lucan grimmaced, this would complicate things.
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Post by stgene on Aug 20, 2010 0:41:03 GMT -5
"Why the long face, Cap?", asked Vought.
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 20, 2010 3:02:58 GMT -5
"I would rather sneak in and only fire one shot for this whole mission, much easier."
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Post by Lord General Armstrong on Aug 20, 2010 3:42:53 GMT -5
"Sir don't mind my intrusion but silenced weapons and stealth would make this mission all the faster we cannot waste so much time evading and hiding. We must kill these two leader's at identical moments. Than meet back up and escape." Karen said intellectually.
He checked his weapon and placed on the guards uniform. Then proceeded to the mine shaft. If I can't trick the workers i'll just kill them. I want to go home I'm sick of this. He got to the first set of machinery, he heard a small groups of men talking and saw small traces of smoke coming over the machines. he undid his knife and walked around the corner with it concealed behind his back. "You two what are you doing out here, their are no breaks in this army!" he said in the most commanding voice he could muster. It kind of reminded himself of home and his days in command.
"Isn't there work for you to do." he finished. The workers were shocked, Karen griped the knife tighter. The workers then replied "Um yes sir, we weren't here for long, right a...a....way." The workers ran.
Thats one step for Bevon and 2 steps back for my enemies. He continued to the ever closing mine shaft. The CO won't like this one bit, but im sure if he tries anything Vought will get him and with that in mind he gave a slight smirk.
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Post by The Refined Gentleman (M.I.A) on Aug 20, 2010 5:23:14 GMT -5
Threepwood was somewhat impressed by Bevons initiative, it was risky, but trying to stalk their way around 20 guards was riskier. He decided to follow up when his bionic eye spotted a vox unit on a table near the guard post.
"Sir, we need to knock out that vox unit so they can't call for help. Permission to do some subtle re-wiring sir?"
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 20, 2010 5:33:02 GMT -5
"Go ahead. Then find a vantage point, try to pick off their officers"
Lucan swept his shotgun from under his cloak. "Let's go to work, make it quick and clean we'll attack once Threepwood is in position"
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Post by The Refined Gentleman (M.I.A) on Aug 20, 2010 5:52:51 GMT -5
The monian moved swiftly, unseen with his camo cloak, he ghosted 3 guards on his way. There was one guard near the vox unit, Jaythord emerged from behind a pile of mined ore. His face remained stone cold emotionless as he pressed his wraithbane against the traitors neck and held his hand over the mans mouth to avoid him calling out. Jaythord dragged the struggling man into the shadow of the rock face.
"You so much as breath a word without my say-so, I'll make sure it takes you hours to bleed to death. Now, tell me where your CO is and I'll make sure you don't feel a thing."
The monian slowly and cautiously took his hand of the guards mouth. His eyes were wide with fear and his fast breathing was uneven and panicked.
"I...I, did-didn't wanna be here."
"I don't give a falk where you wanna be. Answer my damn question."
Keeping the guard restrained, he lowered the wraithbane to the mans belly.
"Okay, okay. He's in the hut, just above the work quarters. I...I think there's a way around the back, through the rock face."
True to his word the cold sniper swiftly slit the traitors throat and jammed one of the dead guards daggers into the main circuitboard of the vox caster, the quiet electric humming it emmited slowly died away. Painless. Following the mans advice, Threepwood followed a crawlspace in the rock, passing by many sentries.
Sure enough, there was a hut with an open window at the back. There was a traitor, in a gold-lined greatcoat and sporting a peaked cap pouring over some papers. Jaythord put a silenced rifle round into the back of the officers neck. He immediately put his finger to his vox bead.
"Target down and vox neutralized. When you're ready captain."
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 20, 2010 7:49:55 GMT -5
"Quick and clean! HIT THEM HARD!"
Lucan strode out into a passage between two huts, sweeping his shotgun up, he shot the first guard to stride around the corner, the man flew back collapsing his chest open and ruined by the blast.
Lucan began to move carefully towards the next group of enemies.
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Post by stgene on Aug 20, 2010 13:39:35 GMT -5
"Bloody fecking hell!", swore Vought. The Captain had given the order to attack, and then had run balls-first into the enemy with his shotgun drawn. Why the feck isn't he using his pistol? This is a fecking stealth mission! In five minutes every guard in the compound would all over them. Vought hurled himself over the lip of the ridge and slid down towards the mine, completely ignoring the disguises Threepwood had so thoughtfully provided. Fecking officers!
Vought reached the bottom of the slope and sprang upright, looking around. "Alright Cappy-boy, since you decided to go in balls first, I'll lock-down the barracks and armory.", he voxed the Captain, then added under his breath, "If I don't get my arse killed first."
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