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 Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:19 pm
He'd speak into the radio in his helmet, on a seperate channel. "Command, this is Deleward, operation has failed, requesting to take matters into my own hands.." He then waited a bit, speaking after getting conformation. "Roger that, detain and capture targets.." He lobbed a frag grenade over the barricade, it landing right beside Conneticut. As she dove away, he fired, sending at least three bullets ripping through her knee and lower right leg.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:26 pm
"YOU CAUGHT THAT RIGHT?!?!?!?" Sega shouted, "i love ease dropping"
conneticut ignored that and dashed into the rock field out of grenade and bullet reach
"matters into his own hands....tex could be introube to!"
"yea well right now im hoping for some MORPHINE!" she screamed as her leg bleed, only slightly, her sheilds only were at half strenght, two of the three bullets were in her knee cap armor. the other only skinned her, more bio-foam was injected and she could walk, run if she really tried. "well i think i can walk, actually im sure i can walk" she said as she stood "well lets dash over to blue base and see if we can find any ammo or anything"
"agreed, ive calculated a path, we should be able to get there with most cover, but we dont have much to worry about, were out of range lets go"
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:30 pm
"Damn.. They got away. Command, pulling back, the enemy has-" He was cut off as a long wave of pain shot through his body, forcing him to his knees. A voice was then heard responding in his helmet. "Deleware, you have failed us one too many times.. But, today, we are feeling generous. Either kill them, or we kill you.. This is your last chance.." He winced, slowly standing, breathing heavily and raising his assault rifle. "Roger that.."
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:36 pm
"thank god i love to crack codes.....hacking that line wasnt easy!" sega said as conneticut tended to her knee at blue base
"yea.....so looks like its either him or me.....alright.....i wonder......" she paused looking around the room "who leaves cookies and a glass of orange juice out....
"or were are the blues who set out the cookies and orange juice? its odd, but were is everyone else in the canyon?"
"well....looks like theres gonna be one less person in this canyon to deal with"
"good then we wont have to share the cookies and orange juice"
"we should link up with tex, i saw her dash away when i threw the grenade, she might have some answers"
"what if she's in on it?"
"guess thats a chance we'll have to take!"
(thought i would cover the chick who was playing tex's tracks since she wasnt here to do it herself, only seemed fair)
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:38 pm
At least fifteen clones of him then appeared around him, all of them begining to walk off the top of red base, and along the Canyon toward the Blue Base.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:44 pm
conneticut raised her head from the scope of her sniper riffel, she ducked behind another barrier and took a deep breath
"if you can see them with a sniper cant you kill them"
"i wanna find out whats going on first....then ill take care of the problem....my way....i cant see tex, who knows whats going on with her, but...i have a solution"
"mind sharing it with me?"
"only if this fails first, this is freelancer conneticut broadcasting on an open channel, you hear me deleware, WHAT THE ******** IS YOUR ISSUE?"
"suddel"
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:48 pm
"Help...Me..." The voice said in response before satic filled the radio channel. The clones, and Deleware continued to march toward the Blue Base.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:57 pm
"help me???...help you.....what?"
"you have a plan to kill all of those delewars right?"
"something isnt right, find the original.....NOW!"
"right....tracking....whats your plan?"
"do you have the location?"
"yes but...hes at red base....what you gonna do?"
"i," she began happily "found a new toy downstairs" she said pulling out a rocketlauncher "six shots.....15 clones.......calculate our odds will you?"
sega looked shocked, but a good shocked "well...now calculating our odds, that is to say if we hit two point 5 clones every shot, we have a......." he took a breathe "8 percent chance of succeding"
"good i like deffying the odds"
conneticut surveyed the surroundings quickly, they were close, really close, passed the rock beds, and....beyone the teleporter......
she pulled out her rocket launcher, and now armed with guns, grenades and everything else she could carry....she was ready
been bored to long, she thought to herself
"well gave us some time to practise, i must say, you got much better than what you were when we left the training facility, lets show them huh?"
conneticut nodded and dashed through the teleporter shooting rockets after rockets pinning a couple and blowing up some others, 8 still remaind as she hid behind a rock and re-loaded
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:59 pm
sorry about the typing, i jhurt my right hand and its all bandaged, so errors will occur, again sorry, its why its taking so long, trying to do to many things at once, ill correct them if i spot them
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:59 pm
The clones began spraying the rock with bullets. Taking only seconds to reload their guns, and continue fireing, keeping Conneticut pinned.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:05 pm
"thinking?"
"yep, x-ray online!" she looked through the rock and sega calculated there positions, she had eight grenades, and two rockets left, then a shot gun to boot, easy, if her leg wasnt still throbbing, "ok....i have four stickys left, wanna give me a hand?"
"calculated....were would you be without me? go ahead and give them a toss"
she did, throwing a few regular grenades to disorent them, then pin a couple with a sticky, she hit three, one missed. and she was out of grenades.
"you got dinged on the shoulder" sega said "mosltly armor, but be caredful damn you, your sheilds are only opperating at 42 percent, if they hit the right spots-"
"they wont"
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:13 pm
A wave of bullets tore through the air then, begining to easily take down the clones one by one. And standing from where the bullets came, his Assault rifle still raised, was Deleware. He then began to shake slightly as more pain shot through his nervous system. He fell forward, off of the base, and onto the ground below.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:21 pm
"did he just shoot his own clones?"
"yea!!!....theres one left....HEY MOTHER ******** HEADS UP!!!!" she screamed as she blasted the last rocket from the launcher towards him, as sega predicted, he moved, so she ran up to him and as he stood to his feet she looked at him "that is for putting a hole in my armor" she then pulled out her shot gun stuck the barrel to his stomach and pulled the trigger, sending the round right into him through the shelid.
"happy now?"
"very, shall we go see the person who cause this mayhem and find out why were wanted?"
"duh!....but then...those cookies and orange juice.....we did win didnt we?"
conneticut sighed, but nodded as they walked around red base, and found deleware. she armed her shotgun and aimed it at him, no more chances
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:24 pm
He pressed the release button on his helmet, quickly pulling it off and hurling his helmet aside. His long raven colored hair fell down to the lower part of his back on his armor. He breathed heavily, slowly standing to his feet, blinking his bright blue eyes. "Finally I got that thing off.. Jeez.. They probably would've fried me if I didn't."
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:26 pm
"that only explains s**t!" she said loading the shot gun
"and the fact that your hair is gone BEYOND regulation standards"
"well...im waiting!"
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