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As the private made his way towards the second base, hunter-killer suits throughout the premises had locked on to his heat signature and were en route. The sounds of breaking branches and rustling foliage echoed through the landscape to Ironwolf's ears.

Meanwhile in the Armory, things were in pure pandemonium. As the pillars that once held the mighty building up fell, fire had spread into practically every crevice of the building. Broken exhaust pipes shot hot steam from all directions, ammo crates exploded in a brilliant show of sparks, chemical fluids seeped across the floors, some having violent reactions to the fire. Soon, the nuclear charges within the building, and the surrounding environment would explode, completely annihilating everything within it's radius. Calculations had been misread, even by Reginald. The resulting blast would wipe out everything from the Armory to the second base. The only hope left was the specially built bomb shelter inside that base the private was heading for. Everyone would have to make their way there before the massive armageddon engulfed them all in a hell on earth. Hopefully Ironwolf, or some other member of the militia would figure this out before it was to late. All was not out of harms way just yet...

if... you'd... wake up, Lt... *is starting to strugle a bit with needing to run so far, carrying Lt. and running*
*hears russling behind and quick whips around, the wave pistol in sights to see two of the suits, wepons trained on*
oh... crud... *blasts the first bot several times, to shatter his visor and disrupt the circuts within. As it is disorented, reaches into the helmet and grabs as many wires as I could, dodges to the side as the other bot brings his arm down to slash his comrade. Then ducks to evade a side slash and sees a bit of hair fall*
Crap! *quick jumps back and puts the Lt. near some bush, to do a repeat performance of blasting the heck out of the other bots visor and ripping some wires, except this time, there was no slash, the bot was still prety much operable. Then decides to doctor this by just continually blasting the bot*
C'mon die! *by then the bot was at point blank, then hears a 'clank' noise*
oh yeah! *grabs a grenade from the back of my suit, arms it and jams it down the neck of the bot. quickly picks up the Lt. and runs a bit, turns to see the bot blow up* real nice...
*continues to run to the secondary base, only minutes away*

~hte Major ran through the crumbiling building, looking for memebers through the fallling rubble and ice~

(( o.O woah..... ))

((muwhahahahahaha! xd ))

((Glad you got that out of your system. What a way to be remembered, eh? We're all sons of a bitches. For your information, Muppy, some of us here actually did like you, and always will. Sure there was that one stupid thing that happened a while ago, but the past is the past. I liked you. I didn't talk to you as much as Panda or Faye, but I'm still fond of those small insignificant convos we had. I'm sure a few people here would say that same. You didn't have to put us down on as your farewell message, but I guess everyone has their own personal opinions. Since you never liked us, and never will, I guess there isn't a point in keeping contact is there? Hah...and here I was writing you a goodbye mail. I really am a son of a b***h for even starting it. Have a good life, if you even read this, which I highly doubt...))

*seeing the Lieutenant standing there in his armor with a rather dazed expression. Tso made what some would call a command decision. Others would probably call it cowardice and idiocy but hey...*

"Leave him, we can't carry him in that armor. And we can't stay here or we'll all get crisped. Comon El-Tee wake up!!"

*Tso tries to shake the lietenant but it seems to have no effect.*

"Alright, lets get out of here... If he's lucky, he might snap out of it while there's still time."

*He now stood before the lab doors*