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(which desert?)

(( Edit: thought Vincent did Construction Summoning, not Mimicry. New post! ))

Matthias was dropped sprawling as Vincent let him go. He was muttering a long string of curses under his breath in yiddish. Both Mozz and Vincent seemed to be chasing someone, presumably whoever was responsible for this whole mess. They were also rather unfortunately still under fire. He gave chase shortly behind Vincent, tossing smoke grenades, flashbangs, or whatever else he grabbed behind him. It wouldn't likely damage anything, but should provide enough chaotic cover for their escape.

Reg had had ******** THIS s**t." He yelled as loud as possible.

"Come on brother, we're getting the ******** out of here." Kron nodded as his brother said this.

On the way out the two began to drag the wounded Franz, leaving GUNone behind. It couldn't undeploy anyway thanks to the nails.

And they swore never to take work from a shaman again.

The distinct whirring of the blades from the Helicopter that flew over head. It was a Black Hawk; it only had two occupants one was quite nervous about where they were going and the other simply didn't give two shits. Pilot 1 the pilot of the Helicopter was very nervous about this whole idea that one of his employers had concocted to get them out of here. This place didn't look good at all there were also some very unfriendly looking people around the area.

Sol on the other hand simply sat at the Minigun poised on the right side of the helicopter. He was grinning and giggling hysterically this was where he thrived, in the utter chaos of combat. Watching as they approached he spoke into the headset that he had around his skull. "Bring me around Pilot 1 so that I can get a nice view on these peckers." His voice broke over the mike and added a nice crazed laugh at the end before he closed the channel again.

Suddenly the Helicopter veered to the left hard so he had a nice view at the warehouse and everything around it. Nothing... odd so he proceeded to tell Pilot 1 to land. After a few moments the Pilot landed the large troop helicopter a few hundred yards from the group. "HEY PRIEST MAN GET YOUR SKINNY a** IN HERE WE GOT TO GO!"

Sol swiveled the large barrel of the mini-gun to face Fischig it was a mere two inches away. "Don't threaten the guy with the big a** gun." He said then laughed horridly and turned the gun back outside the opening of the Helicopter.

Turning to the south, at least judging by the angle of the sun, James cranked on the throttle and the bike sped off across the runways.