Bojan followed Jim's lead, keeping his "salvaged" weapon ready hoping that it'd be more useful in the situation. The water was absolutely freezing but he had expected worse when he signed up for Recon. Bojan flipped his night vision on to see what they could do.
"What can you see up there?", Bojan asked to Jim
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- AstroBoy
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As Jacob said half of his things Ronald just turned around and completly and utterly ignored his words, knowing they were full of bad words. He walked on and scanned around, he felt like punching someone, maybe one of those new guys he thought and smirked.
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Every shadow in the cave gave Con a slight tingle down his spine, he kept looking down his iron sights as if trying to lock on to something but he found hiself chasing reflected torch light and glints form other marines rifles. He didn't like this, it was like trying to rob some one who you just knew was going to catch you.
A slight chink behind him made him turn around, rifle ready, but it was just the dog tags of one of his fellow marines. He flipped down his infra red sight on his helemt and scanned the area, but nothing was showing.
The raw liquid burnt his throat but Con could already fell himself calming down, his rifle was no longer shaking in his hands and the shadows had turned back into, just shadows.
Looking at Green, Con could see the tensing of his muscles around his arms and that he had clenched his fist. Here comes trouble, he thouught, slowly moving around his rifle so, if worst cam to worst, he could at least deliver a hard smack to Green's head.
A slight chink behind him made him turn around, rifle ready, but it was just the dog tags of one of his fellow marines. He flipped down his infra red sight on his helemt and scanned the area, but nothing was showing.
Jumping at the sound of his squad leaders voice Con swung around, rifle at the ready, finger on the trigger before he even realised what he was doing. Seeing Honeysett and Green standing together arguing with eachother Con slowly lowered his rifle again, slipping out his bottle of grunt juice hoping to calm his nerves.Snapping at him Jacob retorted
"At the end of the day Green, my habit is allowed in the USCM, you have a problem with that - tough shit...there are smokers in every regiment - and well, you'll suffer wherever your placed in this force. It's your job to die in godforsaken parts of the universe at the hands of whatever we deem necessary to kill. You're gonna die anyway, by bullet or claw - and well, second hand smoke is the least of your worries. Understand?"
The raw liquid burnt his throat but Con could already fell himself calming down, his rifle was no longer shaking in his hands and the shadows had turned back into, just shadows.
Looking at Green, Con could see the tensing of his muscles around his arms and that he had clenched his fist. Here comes trouble, he thouught, slowly moving around his rifle so, if worst cam to worst, he could at least deliver a hard smack to Green's head.
PFC Karl Sarafian
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After moving onto the unrestored portions Blackhawk became very interested in the pictures. They were rough and craggy looking, obvious weathered from the dampness of the cave.
"Nothing on the tracker"
Blackhawk had reached his hand out to touch the walls. He felt the wetness to see if he could sense anything different. The questions ran through his head. Why all the pictures? Why the restoration? Who was here before? These creatures why did we want to uncover this stuff? Were we really here to train afterall?
He eyed things up lookedthem over and took mental notes of the images almost like cataloging them in his brain. Blackhawk felt a chill over his spine as he looked at the creatures that were nightmares...
"Nothing on the tracker"
Blackhawk had reached his hand out to touch the walls. He felt the wetness to see if he could sense anything different. The questions ran through his head. Why all the pictures? Why the restoration? Who was here before? These creatures why did we want to uncover this stuff? Were we really here to train afterall?
He eyed things up lookedthem over and took mental notes of the images almost like cataloging them in his brain. Blackhawk felt a chill over his spine as he looked at the creatures that were nightmares...
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PFC Marion Windrider
"They are building a prison so we can escape..."
PFC Marion Windrider
"They are building a prison so we can escape..."
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Nick looked on indifferently at the byplay between Honeysett and Green his mind focused on getting the two squads out of their current situation and, hopefully, back in touch with the rest of their platoon.
The message came in over his comm from Cpl Morrison and Nick realised that he hadn't kept the LT and Second Squad advised of the current situation.
"Juliette Zero Niner this is Yankee One Zero. We are currently moving further into the tunnel system under the tower and have found a possible exit through a small creek into another cave. Will keep you advised of our movements as we advance," he replied over the command frequency.
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"Yankee One Zero, this is Juliette Zero Niner- what is your location and situation, over."
"Juliette Zero Niner this is Yankee One Zero. We are currently moving further into the tunnel system under the tower and have found a possible exit through a small creek into another cave. Will keep you advised of our movements as we advance," he replied over the command frequency.
"That's good to hear Blackhawk. We're moving into the next tunnel so get back into formation. Honeysett who's going through first?" asked Nick as he started to enter the creek."Nothing on the tracker"
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"I'll go through first Nick...I want Green following, then you then John then Con..."n replied Jacob
"John, you be careful with the motion tracker in the water yeah?"
Moving forward Jacob moved slowly into position...
"John, you be careful with the motion tracker in the water yeah?"
Moving forward Jacob moved slowly into position...
Pvt. Jacob "smiles" Honeysett
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"Gotcha Honeysett," Nick answered the first squad leader. "Well Green looks like your next, I'm on your back so lets get moving. And remember to keep your eyes wide open, so far we've had no hostile contacts but our luck might not hold up for much longer.""I'll go through first Nick...I want Green following, then you then John then Con..." replied Jacob
Making use of his comm Nick contacted L Cpl Eagle.
"Eagle, we're coming through on your six. Whats ahead of us? Have you found anywhere we can exit yet?"
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