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[i]As the guards slow, the two mercenaries push forwards, eliminating anything in their path as they pushed for the armory to rendezvous with everyone else. Like a tornado ripping across a field, the two carved a path through the guards, Wilson's weaponry peppering them, Wolf removing limbs and severing arteries with surgical precision. The two had left nothing alive in a span of approximately ten minutes, and surveying the scene, they began to head towards the armory.[/i]
THIS IS WHY YOU DON'T TOUCH MY SHIT!
[i]Wolf laughed at the Courier, who not unlike himself, was splattered with blood. Moving across the area, they headed into the hallway, Wilson on point, his hulking frame making escape for any stragglers nigh impossible.[/i]
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A crackle over a radio interjected. "Wilson, wolf listen up. Extraction is en route, we have to rendezvous with everyone. Regroup at the armory if you find anyone."
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[i]Their replies came swiftly.[/i] Already on it. Comin' your way. Don't get spooked and -blam!-ing shoot me in the doorway, might ricochet at ya.
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"My bullets know better than to come near you, they'd just shit themselves."
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Well then... Crossing that off the bucket list, intimidated a Ruskie today... Hehehe [i]The sound of Wilson's heavier armor could be heard moving down the hallway, as in the room, Wolf stood, arms crossed leaning against the wall, having teleported in.[/i]
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"Not intimidated, just respected. You are on par with our spetsnaz. If you ever decide you want to fight for a nation again..."
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Nah. That requires me behaving. That's -blam!-ing boring. [i]He said as he entered the room, his Browning swinging up into its safe position.[/i]
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The armory is largish, with a few of the crew already inside. Natalie and Alexandria, silver, and a few others. "So does this contract, security for a diplomatic mission, worse than a line company."
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What they don't know don't hurt 'em.
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"Fair enough, as long as we all get out alive and the mission gets done I'm not going to complain much more than usual."
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What's a few extra unidentifiable corpses gonna be in the statistics? I'm not here to kill you...
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"Statistics are statistics, and you wouldn't be paid if you did."
