"Just put your name down here and we can get you the uniform and gear." [i]Vasquez informs The Hunter, as he slides a clipboard across the table he sat in. [/i]
"Good, follow me." [i]Another soldier says to The Hunter. He bore a pair of red pants, with a grey shirt on his body, one with red shoulders and a matching beret. [/i]
[i]The soldier leads him into a hallway where other soldiers stand. They seem to have a line of tracking bracelets, the uniforms, and Kriksboc-19 5.56mm assault rifles (30 bullets/mag). [/i]
"Take one of each item, and a Model 1911."
[spoiler]Thats all we have access to at the moment. And everyone's just a bunch of ragtag civilians with weapons, none of us are actually trained nor equipped enough yet. [/spoiler]
[spoiler]well shit, they better try to get some serious support before going into battle. The only person pretty much suited for that purpose is Eleanor Lancaster. So I suggest JT go talk to her.[/spoiler]
[spoiler]or they could get themselves into a battle, which they sorely regret, get their asses saved by Eleanor and her boys, who then shows them how to fight.[/spoiler]
[i]Yes sir.[/i][b]The Hunter equips the uniform, which suddenly starts to morph into a better fitting outfit. He grabs the weapon as well, and looks down the sights, then touches the barrel, where a small suppressor appears.[/b]
[b]On the assault rifle, a suppressor and some scarlet lines are added.[/b]
"Put the bracelet on. It will trace you in case you require assistance."
[spoiler]Keep in mind I narrate the "Assistance," just so you know. [/spoiler]