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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 4:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 10:44 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 1:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 4:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:52 am
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Joe pulled out his map, crouching near the man so he could see it too.
"There it is, four miles east, two miles from the coast, let's bounce," Joe said, folding up the map an putting it in his bag and then took off running east in the direction of the prison.
"I heard rumor of a ship off the coast of the US. The USS Harry Truman, homeport Richmaond Virginia. They're anchored several miles off the coast, and I assume have helos that can pick us up. If your radio is strong enough, then we can get into contact with them. Otherwise, we'll have to ee if there is a way to restore power to the prison, if it's in a blackout. Not only will that give us a way of communication, but also it wil lactivate the electrical fences and alarms and everything else we'll need during our stay," Joe said after a few minutes of running in silence, trying to spark conversation and plan comparision with the man.
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 11:23 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 11:55 am
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As they ran, there was a crashing in the woods in front of them. Joe heard the sound before he saw it and dove to the side behind a log.
"Raiders, get down now!" Joe said, looking over the log as two 4-wheelers with two people each barrelled through teh forest, looking for anything they could get their hands on, "What do you want to do? I say just wait until they pass on and we go unnoticed. but then again, they ahve some nice supplies, and the 4-wheelers would help us get to the prison, or anywhare, faster and easier. Its up to you, it doesn't matter to me either way. I have enough ammo to take them out. I don't know about you, but like I said it's your call."
(trying to spice it up a bit for this one scene, thats all)
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 7:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 3:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 3:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 10:25 am
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"Oh my f**king God, man!" Joe shouted, kneeling and leaning against the log to steady himself, the aimed at the other raider with his M4, firing 6 shots into him. He adjusted his aim and shot 8 shots into another one on the rear ATV. He again adjusted his aim and shot at the last raider, but accidentally shot a tire on the ATV, deflating it. Before Joe could readjust his fire, Silas fired three shots into the raider, killing him.
"What the Hell was that?!" Joe shouted at Silas after a moment of silence, "What were you thinking, shouting as loud as you can BEFORE shooting! You shout AFTER you lose the element of surprise!" Joe shouted, not out of anger towards Silas, but so that way Silas would know that Joe doesn't take stupid stuff light-heartedly in a life-or-death situation. After a moment of hard breathing and adrenaline, he spoke again, "Let's check the bodies for supplies. I accidentally hit one of the tires on the rear ATV, so if there isn't a spare then we're sharing. Be sure to check the bodies for supplies also. If anyone is alive, don't kill them, We'll briefly question them."
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 3:21 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 2:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 2:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 3:27 pm
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