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| /:\ A.D.F. files ::: attack on hard concrete /:\ Posted by: /A.D.F. Knives at 12-26-2013 01:23 AM, Last Modified 12-26-2013 01:25 AM |
Animals... animals they called us! Although the humans had us pinned down on the 10th Nile dam. The squad was cornered, troops pouring from within the matter of second, all of omega was confused. The only reaction was from knives, still shooting his AUG at the massive army, it was like a lucky spray and pray. Knives was quickly supported with two machine guns, the origin of the sounds, were by the rusted iron crates. One teammate was being overrun with humans equipped with military knives, only knives heard the screams of his comrade screaming for help while the humans ripped his limbs one-by-one. The rest of the squad retreated to higher ground, the crane. Knives observed his squad, running like football players at the super bowl, totally vicious, knocking down the now plummeting to their death, enemy. Knives, just standing there was bitten in the neck, and quickly realized that he needed to move too. He was trapped in a corner, realizing that he still had some ground, but only one clip of ammunition and one last grenade. Well, i think everyone knows what he probably did first, he (ate a poptart) cooked the grenade, then chucked the grenade at the crowd, reacting with an explosion of diseased blood and limbs raining from the ceiling and a burst of hot air. Knives now had an escape route to find his squad again, to go through a blockade of conscripts, to get up to the maintenance stairs, and onto the top of the dam. Knives followed his plan, taking his AUG and sprinting towards the humans, butting one with his gun in the gut, with an instant cry of pain as knives stuck the barrel of the gun into another's mouth, instantly pullling the trigger, the head flew off, i now take my attention to the wounded human on the ground, crying soundly to himself, caving his head in with one heavy step on his head, pieces of his brain and teeth scattering the hard concrete floor. Knives ran on, taking his empty weapon and using it as a blunt weapon, knocking anybody's head out of the way with great speed, getting blood all of the butt of his gun. Knives reached a metal door that has already been conveniently opened, he walked through it, having a major drop of peripheral view, closing the door behind him and walking up the steps. Knives looked up the maintenance stairs, feeling his cold sweat trickle down his forehead and onto his face. Knives reached the top, to be stabbed in the stomach by a dark figure, now getting ready to draw blood again, the man thrusts the knife over to be grabbed by the wrist by knives and now wrestling for the knife, pulling it forward and into the man's throat, there was no movement after that, as i shushed him to sleep, digging the knife deep in the man's throat. Knives reached the top stair and opened the cold metal door at the top of the dark passage, knives opened the door, illuminating the now lighter hallway, he shrugged and walked out the door, closing and blocking it from the outside, with his weapon, as he sprinted towards the towering crane. Knives was unarmed on the combat field, what a stupid plan, knives thought to himself as he started climbing the step of the long ladder a real workout indeed. Knives stood for a moment to get a small radio and then continue climbing the ladder, talking into it, "Omega squad, are you on the crane?" Knives was worried, after no reply minutes later... he repeated himself again, "Omega squad, are you on the crane!?" No reply. Knives reached the top of the crane, to see nothing but helicopter swooshing overhead, one of his. He was relieved, and spoke into his radio again, "guys, it's me knives! I'm approaching the chopper. Thank goodness for that." Knives boarded the chopper, and flew away to be shot out of the sky by a militant with an Anti-air heat seeking rocket. That was the last of anything heard from them again.
/:\ A.D.F. Omega Squad 667 status /:\
-weaponry sergeant knives::M.I.A.
-Private Lucas:: M.I.A.
-corporal Eddie "fast Eddie":: Deceased
-pilot "peeps" :: M.I.A.
-engineer "mr.fixit" :: M.I.A....... |
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