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Vladsilav just nodded, not really paying that much attention to what Tom said. He quickly dived from cover and moved down the hill, towards the enemy. He kept low and unseen, until he spotted a single Legionnaire and quickly disposed of him with a knife to the back. Moments later and Vladislav was changed into a Legionnaire unfiorm. Hopefully they won't recognise me. He thought.
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"Hey, I think Vlad did it." Tom said
He then punched a hole in one of the cans, put it away from his face and lit it on fire. "Fire in the hole! Ahahahaha! Buuuurn!" Tom said maniacally as he threw the burning fireball of death towards the Legionnaires. |
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Gray was in the back behind the rest of his platoon. He had taken cover behind a vehicle. He was sniping Legionnaires off one by one. Since his sniper rifle was semi-automatic he shot as quickly as possible, he missed a few shots but overall he was doing really well.
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"Gray, 2 o'clock!" Tom yelled out
The Legionnaires were pulling out as the Resistance was rapidly pushing forward. Russia is known for no mercy during war. "Ahhaha! Kill them all!" Tom laughed. He rushed up to a retreating group of Legionnaires and released his burst of science (Chemical reaction with lighter gas and Axe spray); burning them to a nice crisp. "Nothin' like the smell of burn't d-bags in the morning! Ahahah!" (As you can see, Tom is pretty frikkin crazy when it comes to killing Legionnaires.) |
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Vladislav worked methodically and carefully, hiding each body as he cut their life short. In Vladislav's oppinion it was easier eliminating the enemy from behind and sabbotaging their best men before they can get into the fight.
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Alistor reloaded his pistol, than handed it to Tom, with a few clips to go with it. "I'd rather you not poke holes in cans. That gets dangerous, and we might need the later." After Tom took the gun, Alistor lowered the revolver to his belt, reloaded it gunslinger style, than put it in it's holster and took out a Legionnaire SMG and fired a burst of bullets into the enemy position. He turned to Tom. "You know, I'm probably missing all my shots."
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"Nah, man, I'm freakin' near sighted. I could paralyze you, cut your major arteries, and leave you to bleed to death, and only take five seconds of my time doing it. but gad damn me if I can shoot without my glasses. And gad damn me more if I could find the right pair in this damn town." Alistor spits on the ground. "But, if I'm firing towards them, they'll keep their heads down. And I can see a good few yards, and only have to deal with blurry vision." He thumbs back towards the fight. "'Bout 'undred-fidy yards. Can't see a thing."
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"You should get some contacts. Glasses without the glasses. I get the feeling that we should focus on the battle some more."
Tom peeked over the cover and saw a Legionnaire pointing a tube straight at him. "What the hell?!" Tom rhetorically asked. He fired a few rounds at him put the armor reflected them all. Then a flare came out of the tube. "Oh my...SHIT! RPG, RUN!" |
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"Oh my... SHIT! RP--"
Alistor knew what this meant already. He scrambled to his feet and bolted to his left, diving behind a building and putting a fallen telephone pole between him and the soon-to-be shrapnel. He didn't see where Tom went, but this isn't the time to worry about it. The jeep went up, shrapnel spread out. Alistor didn't get hit anywhere vital, but his legs hurt. Crap, he was hit! He looked down and saw his pants becoming darker and redder. He kept moving, running into an ally. He sat down, ripped out some rubber tubes, and tightly knotted them high on his hip, slowing blood flow. He cut off the legs to his pants and looked down. The shrapnel damage wasn't bad, but he saw a few holes where it went into his body. He pulled out what he could, and patched up everything else. He than took out a small eye-drop shaped bottle with a needle at the tip. He looked at the morphine for two seconds, than put it back into his bag, got up, and stumbled down the ally. ((Gunah walk ahead, since the guy with the RPG obviously doesn't like those jeeps.))
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