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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 3:49 pm
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 3:52 pm
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 4:00 pm
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When he finally finished his meal, Rico left the saloon with a backpack full of stolen fresh water, he had all of his ammo in the inside pockets of his duster and his pants, and his knives in boot, his sword in a scabberd straped on his back under the duster.
He went to the still burning fortress and saw Talon company searching for an entracnce to the bace...was Talon Company helping Silver Moon?
Rico dove behind a bush, and watched the scouts movements, then stalked the closest one and snaped his neck. The other two turned around at the sound of him falling to the ground, but Rico already had a burst of 10mm headed for their heads by the time they turnned around....
He searched all of them, only a clip of ammo for their weapons, nothing special, no scars, tattos or marks of any knid.....but....the guy who had his neck snapped had a blurry picture of the fortress, probly a drawing that they had to use to see it....Rico flipped the piece of paper over, it said,
"O- We know Dom and some of his pals are on their way, we are planning to draw them in and destroy them when Silver Moon dies, he has a timer in his head that will send a signal to the charges set in the bunker, and after a lot of blunt forced truama to the head, the signal will be sent, or by remote. When you hear the boom, send some guys over.
-Erick
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 4:02 pm
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 4:21 pm
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 4:22 pm
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 4:25 pm
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 4:26 pm
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 4:31 pm
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As he steped in the dirt with hatred and rage, he turned and aimed his gun at the person running up to him, it was Dom...
he turned back to the NorthEast and kept walking and after a while...he finaly said,
"Erick was just a corpral 23 years ago, he was the one who killed my father... My father found their plans, they wanted to hide out of D.C. for smoother operations, and my mother said that the day i'm out of the vault, and see someone from Talon Company, i must march right over to the north east of Kentucky, Erick has been promoted to sub-commander of Talon Company, and he needs to be killed by me..."
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 4:33 pm
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 4:38 pm
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 4:39 pm
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 4:41 pm
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 4:47 pm
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Rico jumped on the back of the horse and smacked the backside of the horse as he jumped on it. He felt the wind go through his hair and past his face faster than the storm did....he could see the small shacks poking out from the horizon and he drove the horse harder.
When he he could see the Talon claw on the troops, he said, "I'm sorry" to the horse as he ducked on it and drove it right through the gate, and then the horse fell over, but it didn't get shot.
"some horse" Rico whisperd as he stood up, firing dual auto-magnums at the missile launchers and the Mr.Gusty charching at him. He kept firing the magnums, blowing apart every idiot who stood withing 140 yards.
After five minutes of carnage, the surface calmed down, they ether died or ran into the sheds to take cover, they were working on a bunker, only it was 5 rooms. Rico let the horse ride back out and then waited for Dom while scaving the tents for .44 magnum ammo...
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 4:50 pm
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