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 Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 10:44 am
Leon swore, barely getting the roadblock halfway into position, when he saw the two hummvees, definitely armored transport, roar around the turn. Moving away from the gate, Leon put hte M8 to his shoulder, putting the built-in reflex sight on the lead vehicle, but holding his fire, even though he would have been able to fire and hit his target from this range, but wasn't about to tempt pissing the police officer in charge with Leon's trained requirements. So, it was merely a matter of watching the hostiles come closer, making them that much harder to avoid and/or stop, as time crawled on.
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 2:28 pm
"Closer... closer..." Xeno eyed the vehicle through his scope, now he had a perfect shot of the front wheel. "I have a shot! Permission to fire!" He yelled to his commanding officer.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 9:06 pm
The officer hesitated, made up his mind, and shouted "Open fire!"
The various soldiers started firing. Xeno pulled the trigger, and the windshield...
...cracked violently but did not shatter. Crap. Stupid fibered glass.
The truck was now going much faster, and was not even slightly controlled properly. There was not time enough to get another good, shot, either.
The vehicle shattered through the gate, slid for a minute, then straightened as the driver leaned over to the right to be able to see. The vehicle plowed into a glass wall in the airport and broke through, the various troops now turned to pursue it.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 7:18 pm
(xD, changing meh name to Xeno.... it's easier.)
Xeno cursed under a breath and quickly jumped off the vehicle he previously stood on. He let the rifle fall back onto the strap it was latched onto, which was around Xeno's back so he could hold it freely. He quickly drew his FAMAS and pulled the trigger, one round came out. "Now that wont do..." Xeno flipped a small switch on the weapon and changed to three round burst. Xeno ran in through the building and then stopped. A claymore! A man ran in and Xeno grabbed him. "Don't even think about it..." He pointed to the claymore on the ground. "We need a tech guy in here!" How the hell did that get there? They must be dropping them from the car, but thats absurd! He thought.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 7:27 pm
((XD a claymore! Saieve could deal with it! Too bad he's stuck on the van...doing nothing...))
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 3:15 pm
((Damn here go our chances of survival!LOLHurry up and post!))
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 8:10 am
((OKAY OKAY OKAY))
Saieve, Devon, and Jaclyn caught up. Ryan ((that's your name, chump, I forgot)) pointed out the explosive.
The SWAT man raised an eyebrow. "Okay, seriously, who's on security around here?"
"Security detail's outside of the building because of a bomb threat," another officer told them.
Oooh.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 9:04 pm
Leon rolled out of hte way of the hummvee, and was running into hte airport, when he saw the other new guy stop a SWAT officer. When he called out for a tech guy Leon swore up a storm. "What'da ya got? IED?" Leon asks, walking forward slowly, not wanting to trip any explosives by rushing on. Of course, this meant that whoever was in hte hummvee now had free reign of hte airport, since security wasn't very good beyond the checkpoints inside it.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 10:19 pm
"Just a claymore..." Saieve answered, "Looks like a sub par one at that. Shoddy design. Probably an infrared trigger. It'd be safer to just back off and shoot it."
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 12:21 am
"Cool!" Xeno said with a grin, "I get to make something explode!" He drew his sidearm and stepped back, he waited for the others to get back, and then he pulled the trigger. The expolsion rang in his ears and he grabbed his head. "Not far away enough, I guess." Eventually the ringing stopped and he walked deeper into the airport. The team behind him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 4:54 pm
((Post tomorrow when I'm at home and not making my friend wait for me.))
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 10:06 pm
Leon quickly moved forward, reaching the next corner, and using hand signals, informed them to stop. "Got another one... Whoever's in that damned hummer, is certainly not afraid to drop this behind..." Leon tells them, before getting onto his gut, and drawing his sidearm. "Stand back!" he orders, sighting the claymore, and then, leaving his pistol aimed at it, pulled as much of himself as he could behind the corner. He didn't trust it to save his life, but he did trust it to slow the steel balls somewhat before they reached him. "FIRE IN THE HOLE!" Leon calls out, before pulling the trigger, and feeling the blast and the sudden small streaks of wind flying over him, but not all of it did, because he felt a graze on his arm holding the pistol, causing him to grunt in pain. Pulling himself fully behind the now peppered corner, Leon clutches his upper arm. "MEDIC!" Leon calls out, praying to god there was one available, because he had seen what shrapnel wounds left untreated could do. Never a pretty picture.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 12:02 pm
Saieve sighed and shook his head, "Let me see your arm." he told Leon, taking the wounded arm.
He inspected it briefly before opening his bag, slipping on a pair of gloves, and pulling out a small rag and a needle filled with morphine.
"This is for the pain..." he explained as he rolled up Leon's sleeve and injected him with the pain killer. Immediately after, Saieve discarded the needle and began to clean the area around the wound with the rag.
He placed the bloodied rag in his other hand before pulling out a bottle of alcohol and wetting the rag with it, "Alright, this'll sting...a lot." he warned as he proceeded to sterilize the wound and put the alcohol away.
Saieve put the rag over his shoulder and pulled out a pair of forceps and sat Leon down, "Keep your arm steady." he said as he began to carefully open his wound and removed the shrapnel, tossing it aside.
He cleaned his forceps and put them away and pulled out a needle and stitching and started to stitch Leon's arm back up. After he finished, he cleaned the wound once more with the rag and purified it with alcohol one last time before bandaging the arm.
"All right, you're good to go." Saieve announce as he cleaned his tools and put them away.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 1:49 pm
((Wait for me!
No moar poasting until I post. It's school-time now, and... I still feel horribly trashy. It'll be soon.))
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 4:52 pm
((Okay. Post by Thursday, and that's final.))
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