| A prototype fighter plane went down behind enemy lines. Details: Three agents need to be taken to an classified location in a middle eastern desert. We need to retrieve the plane and the pilots. Note: Since the mission is over seas agents aren't allowed to bring their own equipment; instead use standard issue military weapons. |
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| leon waits at the air base for his comrades to arrive (ill do some quick research to see the standard issue assualt rifles, shotguns, sniper, and pistols are) |
| ((I'll have a M249 light machine gun,and Beretta M9.)) |
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| ((a saw, really?/ and since we are special operations will be suplied with SIG P229 DAK)) |
| ((fine by me,the SIG rocks.)) |
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| ((can we get a Benelli M4??)) |
raxius1230 said: ((can we get a Benelli M4??)) ((dude,you don't even have a character.)) |
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| (Yeah what are you doing here?) Marika arrived at the airbase, dressed in desert camo. The men at the base had provided it for her, saying that it would help keep her hiden in the sands. Marika didn't care. She didn't have any noticable firearms on her, apart from a standard Beretta M9. The only other weapons were numerous military knives, strapped to her arms. |
 Stop. Calm yourself. You're an idiot. |
| Layla arrived too.This time,unlike others,she gave up on the dress,and picked,instead,a sand color ruffle dress.Her feet and hands were bandaged,and garter belts with gun holders were attached to each.Instead of heels,she picked some easy closed flats,so no sand will get in.A sand colored scarf was hanging around her neck,a very light one.Her long pink-reddish plum hair was tied in a high ponytail.A man greeted her. "Hello." he said,in a husky tone,with a faint shade of smile forming on his crested lips. "Hello.May I ask who you are?" Layla says,again with an unreadable expression. "My apologies ma'am.I'm Col. George Hall.You are?" the man,bald,with green eyes and in his thirties asked. "Twenty Eight." Layla grins,amused by the shock that lighted in Colonel's eyes. "I expected you to be older,ma'am." he mumbles. Layla grins again."You probably know my real name,feel free to use it." she says."And,gimme the weapons,as I couldn't bring my own!" she demands. |
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| Leon is clad in full desert camo and holding a mossberg 590A1 with an extended tune and a SIG P229s on each hip, along with several combat knives/ "are you two suited up?" |
| ((((list of avaliable weapoms for this operation sniper: Longbow T-76 chambered in .338 lapua Assualt rifle: M16A1 chambered in 5.56x45mm NATO Pistol1: M9 chambered in 9mm parebelum Pistol 2: SIG P228 chambered in .40 s and shotgun: mossberg M590A1 with a 12 gauge bore LMG: M249 Squad Automatic Weapon chambered in 5.56×45 mm NATO if you wanna addi anything tell me)))) |
| ((yes,I do!M249 light machine gun,and the M821A Barrett >:[ )) |
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| Jack walked up to the others and didn't say much, he just inspected the equipment for quality... there was no way he was going behind terrorist lines with out some good toys. |
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| ((no barrett, it would be too easy)) "hey, jack was it" |
| "Sure ma'am." Col. Hall said,smiling faintly."We were informed your usual weapon of choice is a M821A,but we'll provide you a M249 instead." he said,heading to a big briefcase,and opened it. Layla smirked.M821A was her baby,but the other gun shall do good too. |
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| Jack said "Not much, I'm just in the mood to crack some skulls... unfortunately not many skull cracking wepaons here" regarding the the table before him. Then he said "I got some C4 on me, do you wnat me to leave it behind? Or do you think we'll need it?" |
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| "So,ma'am,what do you think of the upcoming mission?" Col. Hall asked,rising an eyebrow. "Honestly?" Layla said,inspecting the weapon."I might just die." she smirked,after Col. Hall nodded his head. "Ma'am,are you serious?" he asked,a bit surprised. "Yes.Even I can die,you know." she said,her eyes suddenly becoming darker colored.Memories..Dad...Mom...dead... she shook her head to make the bad daydream go away."Anyway,I decided long ago that even if I'm bad,I'll do good.And death won't stay between me and my decision.I'll give my best to bring your men safe home." she smiled,her eyes lightening a bit."Anyway,how will we act in this mission?" she asks the colonel. |
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| *Conan walks to the airbase with one leg dipping down as he walks and a sling on his broken arm. Wearing brown camo cargo pants and no shirt.* "Hello." |
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| "everbody get your shit together and get ready. the planes warming up" |
| "Will you accompany us Col. Hall?" Layla says,placing two Beretta M9 on each leg and one M249 on her back. "Yes.And about the mission,you go there,and get our back till we get the plane and the men safe.Your job is to guard...And well,retrieve the human and technical goods." The colonel answers,placing one Beretta M9 on his belt,and getting one M16A1 in his hands. "Understood." Layla grins,moving towards the plane.She than notices Conan."You still hurt,where are you going?" she asks with an eyebrow raised,and also saying a small hy to Jack. |
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| *Looks a Layla.* "I've been told to watch after you guys by manning a turret." |
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| "That's stupid,I don't need a nanny." Layla sighs and curses something in another language. |
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| "you will if suicide bombers show up." |
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| "you never know when you need a 50 cal over watch" Leon starts into the back of the plane |
| "Conan,nothing killed me in over 4 years,you think it will now?" Layla asks,bugged,sitting in the plane,face-to-face with Leo and with Col. Hall on her left. |
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| Marika too found herself a seat on the plane. It was right at the back, away from everyone else. She had seem the ways the officers looked at her, at the bandages covering her face. And the way they shyed away from her blank stare. "Hey miss" one of the soliders said, walking up to her. "You sure you don't want more firepower?" "Go away, you worthless dreb" she mutters to hip. |
| Stop. Calm yourself. You're an idiot. |
| Col. Hall whispers something in Layla's ear."No." her reply is.She sits,cross legged,and asks for some water. |
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| *Conan moves over to Marika.* "Hello." |
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| Jack grabbed the Mossberg M590A1 and a few extra shells, he ditched the C4 though. But he was reluctant to give up his Desert Eagles so... he broke a few rules and kept them too. He was a Brotherhood he didn't play by the rules. He followed his compatriates on to the plane... |
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| Layla chuckled,saying thanks to the officer that brings her a 2l plastic bottle of water.She noticed the rule break Jack made,but she won't say a word.It wasn't her problem. |
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| "alright i suggest you guys try to get some shut eye, its gonna be a long flight" |
| "I don't get orders from you." Layla uttered,bitterly. |
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| " i "suggest" you get some sleep you cocky bitch" ((not mage to be offensive, just playing a charecter here)) |
| "I suggest you shut the fuck up,you cocky and bossy idiot." Layla replies,taking a sip of water. //same here.but please do not call her a bitch or whore too often,it makes her very very rude.// |
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| "BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP!!!" |
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| "Kid,you want to be shot again?" Layla raises her eyebrows. "Ma'am,the smart one gives in the first...please,put an end to this contradiction." Col . Hall speaks.Layla looks at him,glaring for few seconds. "You spoke just like my father,but oh well,fine." she sighs. |
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| *Conan takes a spring out of his mouth and various of things from his cargo pants putting them together to form his makrov pistol he then keeps it by his side.* |
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| "A Makarov PM? why such a weak gun?" Leon leaned back and looked at conan |
| "Because I like it better then todays crap....Plus there's a story to this one.' |
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| They barely even took off and they were already all bickering with each other, Jack was feeling already regretting joing this Mission as he muttered "This is gonna be a REALLY long flight..." as he tried to close his eyes. |
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| "todays crap out preforms it in every aspect.todaies stuff ismore powerful, more available ammo, and much safer" |
| Layla ignores them,cursing some great blasphemy words in French,and lays her head on Col. Hall's shoulder,closing her beautiful blue eyes,and crossing her arms on her chest. |
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| "Whatever I don't really give a damn. Alright just to remind you guys from this point on we go by codenames." |
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| Marika was staying quiet, having not said a word since she had insulted the solider. He had walked away, obviously angry but to prideful to taunt back. She had taken one of the knife out, bored, and had begun playing with it. She was currently picking at her nails, for no particular reason. |
| Stop. Calm yourself. You're an idiot. |
| Layla pretended to have fallen asleep. |
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| A loud beeping came over the intercom and moments later the left side engine was gone. we were hit by a S.A.M and are quickly looseing altitude in enemy airspace |
| "Holy Crap." Layla mumbles,as Col. Hall closes his eyes,waiting for the worse. Layla does the same,and murmurs a pray,as the pilots scream :"We gonna forcefully land!!" and "We're loosing altitude very quickly!" and "Prepare for impact!" . |
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| "Pilot! Can you land us safely? Or do we need to emergency jetison?!" yelled Jack holding his seat and his gun closer. |
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| "well this is probably gonna ruin my day" leon braces for a hard landing |
| *Conan tenses up prepearing for impact.* "Will it hurt more or less if we land in sand." |
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