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12/10/2015 9:53:51 PM
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"Nope." [i] Lance laughs as he leans back against the metal and pulls Savior, the blade humming with blue energy. He takes a rag from his back pocket and starts polishing the already gleaming blade.[/i]
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There you go. [i]Within a span of about half an hour, the Vertibird is thundering into the city, about 2,000 feet above the ground. Moving forwards, Wilson pushes the button to open the ramp, and slowly, it opens downwards to expose blue sky and low clouds. Over your radio, he addresses you.[/i] Ever jump from a helicopter into the middle of a group of a bunch of angry assholes who want to kill you?
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"No, but I think I'm about to."
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[i]He laughs, and grabs you, throwing you out of the back of the Vertibird, and then proceeding to jump after you. In his heavier armor, he passes you on the way down, laughing as he goes.[/i]
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[i] Lance laughs, tucking his legs and arms to his sides and bulleting downwards.[/i] "I hope this thing has a parachute Wilson." [i] He yells over his coms.[/i]
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[i]He laughs.[/i] Nope! But it's strong enough to take the impact! [i]He slams into the ground, a shockwave throwing everything within 200 feet of him backwards. Standing up, his M2HB swung forward and begin scanning as he walked forwards.[/i]
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[i] Lance follows suit, slamming into the ground and stumbling from the impact.[/i] "Holy shit." [i] He says recovering.[/i]
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[i]And within seconds, his machine gun roars to life, firing into the side of a building. Bullets rip through the concrete as bullets erupt all around the two, from multiple directions. Sliding his MG3 off of his back, he lets loose with a second machine gun, and begins cutting into the cultists that came rushing out of the building as a result of his .50 caliber bullets cutting down their comrades. Shell casings and belt links flew from the ejector ports of both the Browning and the MG3 as Wilson simply walked forwards into a volley of gunfire.[/i]
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[i] Lance draws The Dragon Blade, walking forward next to him.[/i] "This is what you do for fun?"
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[i]Laughing over the gunfire, he replies.[/i] HELL YEAH!
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[i] Lance laughs, as a cultist rushes out of a building off to his right. Suddenly, the cultist is without a head and Lance is flicking the blood off his blade.[/i]
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[i]Wilson continues to fire his M2HB, the weapon's barrel beginning to glow red. A cultist rushed him as he focused on those still holed up in the building, but nearly instantly, Wilson grabbed the man's head in his hand, and with a sickening crunch, he crushed it, and dropped the body.[/i]
