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[b][i]As Natalie swiftly strides through the hangar, she spots Wilson's vertibird. [/i][/b]"Can't hurt to pay a visit..." [b][i]She says to herself, approaching the back of it, hoping to find him. [/i][/b]
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[i]Ammo crates brimming with bullets, clips, and belts of munitions could be seen, and Motörhead could be heard blasting from the cargo bay. Inside, Wilson stood moving weaponry around, sorting out rifles, machine guns, and the like to get some semblance of order in his little living space. [/i]
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Gotcha. [i]He walks back into the Vertibird, and he is heard moving weaponry around. Moment's later, he walks out holding a sawn-off M79 Thumper. He tosses it to you.[/i] Wolf was tellin' me some spec-ops guys from America like these things, call 'em "pirate guns" because they look like blunderbusses.
