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 Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 3:52 pm
Grayson took his position and nodded to Virgil as he signed. "I'll take out 2 while you take out the other and we take the VIP alive." He then glanced at the door and then to him and nodded slowly three times for the count before squareing off with the door and kicking hard above the knob and kicking the door in.
Grayson located the two Nazi soldiers he targeted, leaving 1 more an the VIP for Virgil. 2 shots both down.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 4:28 pm
Virgil stepped in and took his shot, two through the chest of one soldier, leaving the man in the suit alive. Doing a quick check on the room, he noticed that the room was cleared "down on your knees!" Once the VIP was down, Virgil checked to make sure the Nazis that were guarding him were truly dead. Virgil turned around just in time to see a large wardrobe open up, and two gunshots from a Walther went off. Virgil fell down as one bullet struck his stomach, while the second one missed him entirely.
Virgil fell down on his back and drew his .38 revolver from his boot and fired into the wardrobe door. After three shots, a forth Nazi stumbled out of the doors and fell face first into floor dead. Virgil put his hand over his stomach before Grayson saw the hole in his shirt "I'm fine, he missed me."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 4:38 pm
Grayson quickly secured the new prisoner. "You sure?" Hea sked quickly. He looked down at Virgil. "Roy has some medical trainning I think. I got a bit too. We can look you over.' He offered. He got the prisoner secured and on his feet and a gun held to his head. 'Lets roll out ok." He glanced to Virgil again to be sure he could walk. He was really worried the guy might have taken one and just hadn't felt it yet.
Damian had the truck ready, and eager to drive again. Grinning he said. "Das macht Spaß.' He gripped the wheel tightly with a wide smile.
"Yeah.. Fun.. Right." Roy kept his eyes out for others.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 4:59 pm
Virgil nodded "I'll be right behind you, I'm going to make sure there aren't any more surprises up here." Once Grayson had left with the prisoner, Virgil turned his back to the door and unbuttoned his shirt, to check his injury. Virginia kept an entrenching tool's spade in her shirt to make it look like she was flat chested or else it would look odd for a young man to have breasts.
The bullet had hit the flat off the spade but didn't pierce through, her disguise had saved her life. Breathing a sigh of relief, Virginia buttoned up her shirt and headed back downstairs to meet up with Grayson and Harper. Virgil repositioned his belt to hide the bullet hole on the stomach of his shirt "we're clear, all the same, we better meet back up with the squad."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 5:15 pm
Grayson nodded and did a sweep on the area before stepping out with the prisoner. Harper was on guard at the truck. He motioned for the boy to start the engine up.
A bullet rickoched off the the hood and Harper began to shoot back.
Grayson shoved the prisoner to the back and motioned for Virgil.
"Lets move, lets go go!"
Damian started backing up toward where they came in. It was the closest exit from the town and he knew the woods well.
"Ich kenne meinen Weg durch den Wald. " Damian said quickly.
"Dann geh mit was Sie Kind wissen. " Roy answered. 'The kids knows his way through the woods." Roy clarified for the rest of the non german speaking party.
Grayson covered them and walked along the truck quickly. He shot back at anyone who poked their heads out long enough to try and take a shot at them.
One bullet whizzed past Roy's face and cut his cheek. He didn't bat an eye but kept shooting.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 5:28 pm
Virgil jumped into the back of the truck and pulled out his Garand off his shoulder and fired at the muzzle flashes that were snapping on the roofs "we need to warn the squad, then get the hell out of..." Virgil looked over as they rounded a corner and saw their squad on their knees surrounded by Nazi soldiers. He knew that Harper and Grayson would want to rush in guns blazing to try and save the squad, but they were outnumbered and outgunned, and they'd just end up dead. "Head the the woods, there isn't anything we can do for them."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 5:36 pm
Grayson clenched his jaw. He didn't want to leave them. His body moved as if to take off after them but shots were fired over his head taking out the four men they had left of the squad.
Grayson shot his head around to see roy with his gun over his head.
"Better than faceing the camps." Roy said stiffly. He looked down at Grayson. "You can hit me later." He motioned for Damian to floor it to the woods.
Grayson sat down in the back of the truck still on guard. at the moment he hated Roy so much for killing their men. He had a point. Whatever the Nazi's would do to them, a quick bullet to head was a mercy killing but still.
He sat brooding and angry at his best friend as the truck was soon lost in the woods.
Roy took over driveing since Damian couldn't see too well over the dash.
Grayson was still angry and not speaking.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 5:51 pm
Virgil couldn't believe that Roy had shot their own squad, once they had lost their pursuers in the woods, Virgil sat back down and checked his ammo count. "We should've just let them take the squad alive, they had a chance to escape or be rescued." Virgil watched the trees go by as they drove, then looked over Grayson, remembering that he said he thought he was hit "you okay, Grayson?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 6:08 pm
Grayson's jaw was still clenched tightly. "Fine." He grunted. He glared at Roy through the back window.
"We are far from any pick up point, hundreds of miles from any other allies, and they Nazi's have one of the worse encampments nearby. Our men have vital intel and they will be gutted alive for it. I couldn't let that information fall into enemy hands.. And a bullet would be a blessing after a day in that camp."
"Yeah but still!" d**k shouted at Roy. "You.. You didn't have to..' He sat back down and crossed his arms angrilly. He finally looked over at Virgil. "You ok?" He asked. Maybe if he focused on somthing else he wouldn't want to shoot Roy in the leg.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 6:21 pm
Virgil sighed "good be better, could be worse." The b*****d that shot at me missed, it just grazed me." She looked over at their catch who was curled up on the floor "this b*****d better be worth it." Virgil looked over at Harper, as much as he hated what he did, it was a necessary evil "you might want to get that cut patched up, Harper."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 6:34 pm
Roy mearly grunted. His long speech about why he shot their men was over his word quota for the day.
Damian pulled out a few bandages he had stole on the way out of the lab he was held in. He hardly needed them but at the time it just seemed nessisery. He didn that a lot. Took somthing without knowing why and it later turned out to be needed. He reached up to wipe away the wound and Roy quickly grabed the boy's wrist. He looked at Damian and noticed the kid didn't wince or shy away. He let his wrist go and allowed him to clean the wound.
"Good?" Damian asked with a light smile.
Grayson glanced at the boy then at Virgil. "We need to do somthing about the kid. I don't wonna just dump him off."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 6:48 pm
Virgil nodded "I think we're passed considering to dump him. Hey Damian, where are your parents? Do you know where you live? We can take you home." He didn't want to drag the kid across the country back to base, the best thing they could do was to find his home and hope it was on the way.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 6:53 pm
For the first time since they met him, Damian had fear in his eyes. He shook his head quickly. "Nein.." He puleld his knees up and hugged them. "Can I.. Stay?' He asked softly.
Grayson looked back at the way Damian was acting. He looked to Virgil. "Well. I guess we keep him with us then. I'll take responsability for him."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 7:01 pm
Virgil nodded "alright, but once we get back to camp, we can't keep dragging him along with us during the whole war." As he sat, each bump the truck hit, caused the spade under his shirt to jab into his skin. Try to not draw attention to himself, Virgil untucked his shirt to try and reposition it without giving himself away.
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