Ghostwalker Bids You Welcome to Denver
Demolition & Heavy Weapon expert.
2100 hours, somewhere within aurora warrens.
Copy of a Comlink conversation.
- Sarge, I see a body in that car wreck. - Delta, get to work, we got a mission to do. - uh Sarge, seems like his moving, he’s been taken some bad hits, and he definitly does like your regulare joe. - Delta, investigate. - ok Sarge.
Sounds of people rushing forwards and setting cover, while waiting for heavy combat.
- Sarge, this is definatly no fucking average joe. - Delta, please explain why the fuck not. - Sarge, It’s looks like a fucking warzone here, bodies riddle with bullets.
shouts for medic can be heard.
- The guy is still alive, even tho he shouldn’t. god damn how fucked up this place looks like.
- Sarge, He’s been packing some real firepower. The M107 is still hot.
- What? a fucking M107, how the fuck did he get that kind of firepower.
- Don’t know Sarge, but i wouldn’t be fucking suprise if this is not a black ops gone to hell.
Some other voice can be heard of the comlink.
- Sarge, Gamma here, we’re taking some heavy fires here.
- Ok Gamma, get the fuck out of there. Delta, get the guy and his equpiment and regroup. Rendevous at 2300 hours at R3.