Robert Hawk

Robert i see this is not going anywhere just tell me when we head out i am ready and willing at any time.


OOC: that's just my way of saying if i am not on when you guys actually do the attack i helped out in some way either providing suppressing fire or whatever

Someone extended there arm so Denzel could shake there hand, they also asked a question. Denzel shook the hand.

"Of course, what is it?"

Fritz Kohl:

Fritz smiled at Denzel

"Good idea, very good." He said whilst loading his rifle

"The sentries are dead, but there has to be more."

Robert so looking like the soldier walking in with the power armor plan is what were going to use what would you like me to do? He begins to inspect his gear and check his ammo.

Keller

"Well, I have two questions, actually. I think it would be better for the both of us if you just quickly answered them. My first question is, what if we get caught killing the mercs? Also, when will we start this?" Keller asked the man.

Seth Horn

Seth rubbed the stubble on the side of his face as he often did when in deep thought. He pretty much expected to be the first man in the moment he whipped out his old power armor. As he got to his feet Seth swung his M4 'round his back, then holstered his Colt after slamming the clip back inside. Without a word to anyone he simply nodded in agreement that he should be the one to breach, and consequently absorb the majority of enemy fire. Not out of some desire to be the hero of the day, but out of mere practicality.

Even though he'd been away from the Brotherhood for nearly a year, Seth could still hear their "Warrior Ethos" repeat over and over in his head in the voice of the drill instructor he hated the most. Still, the mantra relaxed him more then anything else before a battle. As he closed his eyes, Seth began to relax his breathing which in turn, caused his muscles to relax as well. He began to push the excess thoughts from his mind, focusing only on the task at hand.

A great deal of killing needed to be done before the days end. Even with his disdain for the Mojave's particular brand of mercenary scum, he'd likely be killing men who had families. These thoughts had to be pushed out as well. His old instructor had something to say on that subject as well..

Drill Instructor: "A sympathetic soldier is a what Initiate?!"

Initiate Horn "A sympathetic soldier is walking corpse, sir! He just don't know it yet!" Seth said through labored breaths as he continued grinding out reps of push-ups.

Drill Instructor: "I can't hear you Initiate! What the hell is a sympathetic soldier Initiate?!"

Initiate Horn "A DEAD ONE SIR!"

Snapping back to present time, Seth shook his head as if to shake off the memories. His mind was thoroughly cleared, and his hands steady and ready for the deadly work they were trained for. Retrieving a pair of binoc's from the tactical pack slung across his back, Seth made his way back to the group and barked out a few questions, any hint of levity that was in his voice before now gone.

"Listen up. Has anyone scouted out the target perimeter? Marked down the routes of any sentries? I need a sitrep if I'm walking into that hell hole.", Seth said impatiently.

The Brotherhood Paladin named Seth seemed deep in thought before saying:
"Listen up. Has anyone scouted out the target perimeter? Marked down the routes of any sentries? I need a sitrep if I'm walking into that hell hole."

Drake Tanner

"Uhhh, I'd get you a sitrep, if I knew what teh hell that was, But Mr.Fritz over here has made pretty quick work of the sentries." While saying this he motioned to Fritz Kohl.

He was also still waiting for a reply from the oldman he had spoken to.

Robert Hawk

Robert Likely a beefed up entrance and a patrol or two looking for who shot there guards they will undoubtedly return at the sound of gun fire thinking about that we will need a Designated marksman to pick off the retuning patrols so we aren't flanked. he says coldly reloading his weapon you can easily tell that his attitude had changed as combat neared.

"That's a great plan Dally" smirked Madison.

Madison was happy enough to let that Paladin in first, then she could with the others sneak in.

Fritz Kohl:

Fritz started loosing his patience

"Denzel, can we hit the road? I want to have this mission done."

Jordan Argero

"I guess it could work. I could provide strafing fire from the outside through the windows if needed. Well, let's do this thing!"

"Lets do this." said Denzel.

"About [censored] time." said Dally.

Denzel and Dally left the warehouse and made there way to the front of the school, they awaited the Paladin.

Robert Hawk

Robert follows thinking of what he was going to do next after this job was over

"Lets do this." said Denzel.

"About [censored] time." said Dally.

Denzel and Dally left the warehouse.

Drake Tanner

Drake slung his 112 over his shoulder and began to follow them. He motioned for the old man standing in the doorway who was still likely muttering things about the AA or NRA or something, to follow the three men exiting the building. Not bothering to look back to see if the man would even ever answer his question let alone score a load of cash by following them to the building that was formerly the School of Impersantion, he continued keeping a little bit of distnce between himself and Denzel, and the other fellow Dally. The reason for this, hoping to hear if they were plannign on possibly doubl;e crossing the orest of the group.

Jordan Argero

All the men and women that were in the warehouse left, and headed towards the school. Two people ran out of the school, and dodged behind cover, shooting at the attackers. Jordan grabbed the LMG that was hidden on his back. His mercenary training kicked in, and he remembered his many missions. He dove behind a broken down car, firing at the sentries. The bullets where not meant to kill the sentries, just to keep them in cover while his fellow attackers moved up. Jordan crouched and began firing in short bursts at the cover the sentries were hiding behind. Numerous bullet holes appeared around their cover, and dust flicked off the ground as bullets flew in all directions around the sentries.

"Move up!" Jordan shouted to the other men firing at the sentries, "I'll distract them!" Some of the men moved up while others hung back. Jordan switched his fire from the sentry behind the cover to two more guards who came out of a door. Right as they stepped through the doorway, Jordan opened fire on them, and their torsos filled up with red holes before they both crumpled to the ground.

Jordan vaulted over the car and ran to hide behind a dumpster. He began firing through one of the windows in the shop, shattering it and causing a commotion inside, which is exactly what he wanted. More mercenaries started pouring out in the street.

Too many for just us, we're gonna have to use guerrilla tactics... Jordan got out from behind his dumpster cover and ran to a nearby building, and smashed the glass with the butt of his LMG. He clambered in through the window, and ran upstairs. He broke the upstairs window as well, and now had a viewpoint that covered the whole street. He saw two mercenaries taking cover behind a bench, and shot at them, the LMG rattling his bones. Wood splintered around the mercenaries heads, and blood began pouring from the leg of one. The uninjured one sprinted backwards in retreat, leaving his comrade to bleed out on the ground. Jordan then turned his attention to four more mercenaries hiding behind a car. They didn't stand a chance.

Drake Tanner

Drake was waitng outside of the school grumbling. Speaking to himself he muttered:

"No ciggarettes, no whiskey, God, taking this casino better be good."

Just then when men burst from teh Merc HQ, another man from the meeting, gunned them down before they had time to even draw their weapons. This man hid behind a dumpster, all the while giving covering fire. Drake stood their dumbfounded at this mans know how. In a few short second the man was climbing in windows of a near by building, shouting words at them all the while giving covering fire to the group below.

"Hey, you, give me cover, I'm going in through the fire escape."

With the man in the window covering Drake's move forward he quickly scaled a staircase, which was part of the few hundred year old building's fire escape. He opened up a window to a room on the second floor and clambered through it. The only things in the room were a few bedroll's and soem storage units, stuffed with many a things. He looked back out the window and gave the man with the LMG a thumb's up to signal that he was ok. He then turned around and his attention was fixated on the door leading to the rest of the building.

"Ah [censored]... What do I do now?"

Robert Hawk

Robert seeing the merc pouring into the street he shouldered his rifle and opened fire killing one and sending the others running for cover as LMG fire rains over head at the mercs position. An emotionless look on his face as he assists in gunning them down.

Fritz Kohl:

Fritz burst into action when the LMG opened fire, he threw two Stick grenades at the School, killing a few Mercenaries running out the door. He ran to a dumpster, he saw Robert shooting at the mercs, he grabbed Robert by his clothing and threw him behind the dumpster

"STAY IN COVER!" He shouted at Robert. Fritz crouched down, and leaned to his right. A Merc then fired a shot at him, Fritz shot too. The Mercs bullet hit Fritz in the shoulder, Fritz's hit the Mercs head.

"Damn it...." Fritz muttered as he leaned against the Dumpster.

Aiden Park

It wasn't that neither Aiden nor Evie could shoot a gun, because they could shoot weapons with surprising accuracy. It was the fact that it would be stupid to advance when the pair was safe on a street corner, taking potshots through the windows.

But apparently, Evie didn't notice that. "Come on!" She yelled before Aiden grabbed her arm while a barrage of bullets shot through where she was going to rush in.

"Evie, think before you act! We're safe here and we're helping as much as we can with these weapons!" Aiden yelled sternly. Evelyn nodded and the two continued to take potshots at a significant distance, hitting mercenaries and gas tanks when needed.

Robert Hawk

Robert Laughs then says well look at you being a hero i knew you'd get more friendly eventually he gives a med-x to fritz. Don't worry about me i may not have my Power Armor but i am still a stubborn bastard when it comes to dieing he Strafes from the dumpster while lowering his silhouette making it harder to hit him still firing to keep the pressure off of the LMG. he kills a few seeing an opening he runs to the fire escape and goes up a floor and dives through a window. He looks around in the room and its clear while he boots the door in and frags the hallway after the grenade exploded he heard a few screams as he double taps with a second frag.

Fritz Kohl:

Fritz smiled at the Robert, the Med-X did nothing, it eased the pain, but it kept bleeding. He saw a Merc running toward him, Fritz crawled his way to the middle of the old road, he saw a magnum, he grabbed it, and shot and killed the Merc. Robert, still firing over the dumpster, was grinning with amazement in the killing.

To hell with the oath, I got hit, time to die Mercs

Fritz stood up, threw the magnum away, and pulled out a Luger Parabellum. He aimed precise shots at Mercs running out. He then saw Robert dive through the school window. Fritz ran to the doorway, with his Kar98 slung over his shoulder, he bolted in. He heard two loud bangs, and saw Robert throwing grenades down a hallway

"Man, don't waste them, the hallway is clear." Fritz walked down the hallway, throwing one of his Stick Grenades into the room. He heard after the bang yelps and cries.

Robert Hawk

Robert walks into the hall noticing body parts and he walks down the hall with his rifle. He notices a room across from the stairs leading down to the reception room. He looks in and sees one body with blood all over it thinking hes dead he continues on only to be tackled by the merc down the stairs losing his weapon during the fall. when he smacks the bottom he uses the momentum to fling the merc off of him and through the window in the reception room by the main door. getting back up with his head bleeding he mutters the only day i don't have a combat helmet....

Jordan Argero

Jordan climbed down the steps from were he was previously giving his comrades covering fire. He walked slowly towards the front door of the Kings School, and broke one of the windows. He climbed through the shattered glass, and made his way towards the main room. He broke down the door, and was greeted by four mercenaries, all facing the wrong direction, but they were turning towards him as he walked through the doorway. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. He shot rapidly at all four men, tearign the first three to pieces. He emptied at least 30 bullets into the torso of the last man, before more mercenaries came running through the doorway.

I HAVE to be almost out of ammo by now, he thought to himself. Sure enough, after shooting for 5 or 6 seconds at the doorway, Jordan heard the click~click signaling his magazine was empty. He dropped the LMG and drew his sidearm, a 9mm Pistol with a scope and a silencer. He advanced towards the doorway, firing a whole clip into the empty space in between the door frame. He unloaded the empty clip and popped in a new one, and whipped around the corner, shot a mercenary three times in a triangle in his chest, then turned his attention towards the stairway. He slowly climbed to the second story, check each room and corner. He cleared out a room wit ha flash bang, and took down 2 more mercenaries. He heard movement from around a corner, and quickly jumped out form behind the corner, raising his 9mm for a headshot. He realized who it was the split second before he took the shot. It was one of the men from the meeting.

"My side's clear." Jordan said calmly.

Robert Hawk

Robert pulls his combat knife out and throws it into the throat of an approaching merc killing him he pulls his knife out and begins heading upstairs. Looks like im playing the role of a fool if i don't die it will be a miracle. He picks his rifle up and reloads it then puts his knife away then heads for the second floor hearing gunfire.

Drake Tanner

Drake could hear the group below entering through the main door. He slung his AK-112 off of his shoulder and entered the hallway. He turned left after checking both ways, a door was to his left about six feet down teh hallway, he could hear voices coming from inside. He started sweating, his nervousness began to grow. He could fo sworn he heard hundreds of voices coming from down the other side of the hallway. "It's just a delusion, it's nothing.," he thought. Just then the door began to open. He jumped in fright and held down the trigger to the 112 until it stopped firing. He opened the door, three dead mercs, two men, one woman. He turned around and threw up.

He dropped the AK and stumbled down the rest of the hallway stopping at the top of the stairs. "Holy [censored]."