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Kiritsugu and Soap begin packing things up. "We'll see you there." They said. "Hopefully."
On your way to the hospital, you hear more shouting. "Hey, bastards! You better run! You all have done it now!"
If you turned around, you would notice a bunch of surprisingly well dressed Ravagers wearing armor, and carrying powerful weapons.
"They killed our friends! Let's kill them! An eye for an eye!" The Ravagers raised their weapons. Shouts rallied behind the person who appeared to be leader. The group appeared better prepared, and more organized than the last one.
Soon after, several vehicles came rolling behind the troops, including a tank, and some Armored Personnel Carriers:
Several more Ravagers, wearing blue armor, took up positions on the roofs of nearby buildings. The commander in the tank stood up.
"On my mark, everyone fire at once! Drive them out of here!" The commander, no older than 18 shouted. It seemed these Ravagers had somehow raided an armory or something. "They've been a menace to us enough, and have slaughtered many of our allies! They must fall here! Ready at my mark!"
The soldiers prepared to fire their weapons. The sound of chambers loading, and weapons getting loaded echoed through the empty streets. They would fire if you didn't get to shelter soon. Most of the Buildings seemed to be boarded up and abandoned, except for Mr Gold's Pawn Shop, which despite having this warning on it:
Seemed pretty safe. It looked like the lock had also been broken recently, so there's that as well.
@Kaykay @Verite @Bomb @The Tactician @Gummi Bunnies @Hospes @Schnee Corp Lawyer @SPARTAN Bennett
Despite the lock being broken, the T-800 slammed his fist into the door, almost taking it off of its hinges as he entered it.
'Move quickly. We must not give the soldiers a chance to retaliate.'
As John ducked under his arm and into the shop, the T-800 continued to scan the soldiers, just in case one of them started to fire. He span his own shotgun in his hand as a warning. 'Hold your fire, or I will take retaliatory action!''
@Kaykay @Verite @Bomb @The Tactician @Gummi Bunnies @Hospes @Schnee Corp Lawyer @SPARTAN Bennett @The Silver Paladin
What.
What the hell.
"Yeaaargh! What's that shrimp doing with tanks?! I'm outta here!" He exclaimed, hightailing it into the pawn shop. If he wanted to get out of this place alive, Joseph would have to think up a good plan.
Good grief.
@Jeremi @The Silver Paladin @Mighty Roman @Kaykay @Bomb @The Tactician @SPARTAN Bennett @Hospes @Schnee Corp Lawyer
What the hell.
"Yeaaargh! What's that shrimp doing with tanks?! I'm outta here!" He exclaimed, hightailing it into the pawn shop. If he wanted to get out of this place alive, Joseph would have to think up a good plan.
Good grief.
@Jeremi @The Silver Paladin @Mighty Roman @Kaykay @Bomb @The Tactician @SPARTAN Bennett @Hospes @Schnee Corp Lawyer