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Zack
::The Docks::
Raphael, in his black Aethedon armor, landed with a thud, leaving a crater where he landed. He quickly dropped to a crouch and drew his AMR rifle and scanned the area. Once he finished and saw no contacts he radioed in Aaron. "It's clear." He said standing and looking up to where Aaron was hovering.
Aaron slowly descended, seeming to be in much better control of the Hikael armor, but still a little shaky. He had brought one of his silver-plated revolvers in case they encountered any of Lewis's men. "So Lewis isn't here?" He asked curiously.
Raphael looked over to him. "No, it doesn't mean that. I means they were smart enough to do this in the middle of a sandstorm. The electrical storm is messing with our scanners. That said I don't see them around our landing sight. Just stay on your guard." He said holding his rifle in the ready position. "I'll take point."
There was plenty of movement inside of the docks, several men were loading barrels into the back of a pair of wagons as fast as they could, coats were drawn tightly around their bodies, and they all had goggles and bandannas fixed around their heads, leaving no skin exposed to the harsh weather as the wind continued to pick up. They seemed just as blinded by the storm as Raphael and Aaron.
Raphael dialed in his scope and concentrated. In his training he had to fight without a HUD. He watched the opening and saw the men moving all around the dock. "Aaron, we have the drop on Lewis's men. Should I engage?" He asked racking back the bolt.
The storm was nothing new to Grant, but he usually didn't travel during a storm like this. A few times he had to if he wanted to evade the government forces. "I would rather not kill them, but.. I guess we don't have much choice. Take them out. Just leave a few alive for questioning." He replied, readying himself to rush in and do battle. It had been so long, he had almost forgotten the feeling he got before a battle.
Raphael tapped his magazine. "Anti-Personnel rounds loaded." He spoke aiming down the sights. As he sighted in the first target he spoke one more time. "Engaging..." He said as the first round slammed into the soldiers chest. The action racked back and kicked out the spent casing as he sighted the next target. As soon as a new round was chambered he fired again and again and again. Picking off targets with pinpoint precision. The silencer on his weapon muffled the shots just enough so that they were lost in the sounds of the storm.
The shots Raphael was making would have been difficult for even the best sniper of the planet, requiring multiple shots, and undoubtedly making a lot of noise... but the new comers weapons were far more efficient. The men didn't even notice that they were being taken out until four of their number had fallen. There were then muffled yells, the rest retreating back into the harbor building and closing the door behind them, leaving one of the wagons outside.
"Let's move Aaron." Raph said taking off and gliding to the cart.
Aaron nodded and ran over to the cart, still much more comfortable on the ground. He opened one of the barrels to confirm the contents. "This much black powder is probably enough to destroy all of Osman City." He said with anger. "What the hell is Lewis thinking? This is crazy even for him."
The barrel was only mostly full of black powder. Mixed into the powder was bits and pieces of the alien ship that had crashed here only days before. A blanket further covered what was under the barrel of powder, but there was clearly more in the wagon than just explosives... of course, there were also men hiding inside of the structure.
Raphael shook his head and moved to the doors of the structure. "Breaching." Raph said as he stepped back, opened his wings, and barreled into the doors at full speed, turning himself into a human rocket.
The general noticed that a blanket was covering the contents of the wagon. He started to suggest that Raphael wait a moment but he was already gone. Deciding the wagon could wait he charged after Raphael with his revolver aimed at the opening the Elysian had created. He looked around the room for targets as he entered the building.
The door would shatter as Raphael charged through, sending splinters of wood through the entire room. There were only a handful of men left, two of which had just been knocked over by the door as Raphael changed through it. One of the soldiers still standing was hiding behind a pillar, loading his musket as quickly as he could while another picked up a torch and made a run for their small boat. It couldn't have been much bigger than a bus... but there was plenty of storage under the floor for black powder.
As Raph crashed through the door, he drew his combat knife and quckly attacked the man loading his musket. He slashed for the mans throat and quickly changed targets. He threw his knife into the back of the fleeing man's leg. Aiming for the back of his knees.
Aaron took aim at the chest of one of the men Raphael knocked over and fired, then took aim at the second. He didn't fire this time. Instead a simulacrum of his voice called out. "Move and I'll shoot your kneecaps off. I need you alive, but I don't care if you're in one piece."
"ACK!" The man running towards the boat fell face first onto the peir, he took a quick look at Raphael, and then threw his torch over to the boat... watching hopefully as it landed against the damp wood of the floorboards.
Meanwhile Aaron's prisoner froze in place, not quite willing to die right away.
"Shit!" Raphael said flying to the boat and dragging out into the harbor. Attempting to save the evidence and Aaron. As soon as it was in the middle of the canal he flew straight up in the air.
Aaron could only watch in dismay as Raphael pulled the boat away from the docks. When Aaron saw that he was unharmed, he moved over to the soldier on the floor and dragged him to his feet. He held the barrel of the revolver against his prisoner's forehead. "Where is Lewis, and what is that crazy bastard planning to do with all this powder?" The simulated voice said calmly.
As the boat continued to float out into the channel, the torch continued to burn...embers dripping out onto the deck... but the damp wood refused to catch on fire, depriving everyone of the massive explosion they were no doubt expecting... the boat just drifting away from the dock.
"C...come on man... don't kill me..." The soldier said, looking up at the barrel of the gun that was so casually pointed towards his head, "Look, his plan probably won't even work right? You're invulnerable in that armor.... Just let me go and I won't go back to working for him I promise..."
Raphael landed and walked over to man who he struck with the knife. He placed an armored foot on his back and pulled the knife out the back of his knee. "Why don't you tell me what this plan is?" He asked as he increased the pressure of the foot on the man's back.
"DIE INVADER!" The man half shouted, and half gasped... watching the ship intently, still desperately hoping that it would explode.
Raphael, in his black Aethedon armor, landed with a thud, leaving a crater where he landed. He quickly dropped to a crouch and drew his AMR rifle and scanned the area. Once he finished and saw no contacts he radioed in Aaron. "It's clear." He said standing and looking up to where Aaron was hovering.
Aaron slowly descended, seeming to be in much better control of the Hikael armor, but still a little shaky. He had brought one of his silver-plated revolvers in case they encountered any of Lewis's men. "So Lewis isn't here?" He asked curiously.
Raphael looked over to him. "No, it doesn't mean that. I means they were smart enough to do this in the middle of a sandstorm. The electrical storm is messing with our scanners. That said I don't see them around our landing sight. Just stay on your guard." He said holding his rifle in the ready position. "I'll take point."
There was plenty of movement inside of the docks, several men were loading barrels into the back of a pair of wagons as fast as they could, coats were drawn tightly around their bodies, and they all had goggles and bandannas fixed around their heads, leaving no skin exposed to the harsh weather as the wind continued to pick up. They seemed just as blinded by the storm as Raphael and Aaron.
Raphael dialed in his scope and concentrated. In his training he had to fight without a HUD. He watched the opening and saw the men moving all around the dock. "Aaron, we have the drop on Lewis's men. Should I engage?" He asked racking back the bolt.
The storm was nothing new to Grant, but he usually didn't travel during a storm like this. A few times he had to if he wanted to evade the government forces. "I would rather not kill them, but.. I guess we don't have much choice. Take them out. Just leave a few alive for questioning." He replied, readying himself to rush in and do battle. It had been so long, he had almost forgotten the feeling he got before a battle.
Raphael tapped his magazine. "Anti-Personnel rounds loaded." He spoke aiming down the sights. As he sighted in the first target he spoke one more time. "Engaging..." He said as the first round slammed into the soldiers chest. The action racked back and kicked out the spent casing as he sighted the next target. As soon as a new round was chambered he fired again and again and again. Picking off targets with pinpoint precision. The silencer on his weapon muffled the shots just enough so that they were lost in the sounds of the storm.
The shots Raphael was making would have been difficult for even the best sniper of the planet, requiring multiple shots, and undoubtedly making a lot of noise... but the new comers weapons were far more efficient. The men didn't even notice that they were being taken out until four of their number had fallen. There were then muffled yells, the rest retreating back into the harbor building and closing the door behind them, leaving one of the wagons outside.
"Let's move Aaron." Raph said taking off and gliding to the cart.
Aaron nodded and ran over to the cart, still much more comfortable on the ground. He opened one of the barrels to confirm the contents. "This much black powder is probably enough to destroy all of Osman City." He said with anger. "What the hell is Lewis thinking? This is crazy even for him."
The barrel was only mostly full of black powder. Mixed into the powder was bits and pieces of the alien ship that had crashed here only days before. A blanket further covered what was under the barrel of powder, but there was clearly more in the wagon than just explosives... of course, there were also men hiding inside of the structure.
Raphael shook his head and moved to the doors of the structure. "Breaching." Raph said as he stepped back, opened his wings, and barreled into the doors at full speed, turning himself into a human rocket.
The general noticed that a blanket was covering the contents of the wagon. He started to suggest that Raphael wait a moment but he was already gone. Deciding the wagon could wait he charged after Raphael with his revolver aimed at the opening the Elysian had created. He looked around the room for targets as he entered the building.
The door would shatter as Raphael charged through, sending splinters of wood through the entire room. There were only a handful of men left, two of which had just been knocked over by the door as Raphael changed through it. One of the soldiers still standing was hiding behind a pillar, loading his musket as quickly as he could while another picked up a torch and made a run for their small boat. It couldn't have been much bigger than a bus... but there was plenty of storage under the floor for black powder.
As Raph crashed through the door, he drew his combat knife and quckly attacked the man loading his musket. He slashed for the mans throat and quickly changed targets. He threw his knife into the back of the fleeing man's leg. Aiming for the back of his knees.
Aaron took aim at the chest of one of the men Raphael knocked over and fired, then took aim at the second. He didn't fire this time. Instead a simulacrum of his voice called out. "Move and I'll shoot your kneecaps off. I need you alive, but I don't care if you're in one piece."
"ACK!" The man running towards the boat fell face first onto the peir, he took a quick look at Raphael, and then threw his torch over to the boat... watching hopefully as it landed against the damp wood of the floorboards.
Meanwhile Aaron's prisoner froze in place, not quite willing to die right away.
"Shit!" Raphael said flying to the boat and dragging out into the harbor. Attempting to save the evidence and Aaron. As soon as it was in the middle of the canal he flew straight up in the air.
Aaron could only watch in dismay as Raphael pulled the boat away from the docks. When Aaron saw that he was unharmed, he moved over to the soldier on the floor and dragged him to his feet. He held the barrel of the revolver against his prisoner's forehead. "Where is Lewis, and what is that crazy bastard planning to do with all this powder?" The simulated voice said calmly.
As the boat continued to float out into the channel, the torch continued to burn...embers dripping out onto the deck... but the damp wood refused to catch on fire, depriving everyone of the massive explosion they were no doubt expecting... the boat just drifting away from the dock.
"C...come on man... don't kill me..." The soldier said, looking up at the barrel of the gun that was so casually pointed towards his head, "Look, his plan probably won't even work right? You're invulnerable in that armor.... Just let me go and I won't go back to working for him I promise..."
Raphael landed and walked over to man who he struck with the knife. He placed an armored foot on his back and pulled the knife out the back of his knee. "Why don't you tell me what this plan is?" He asked as he increased the pressure of the foot on the man's back.
"DIE INVADER!" The man half shouted, and half gasped... watching the ship intently, still desperately hoping that it would explode.
