Suddenly I stopped dead in my tracks, "Uh, I don't think we are getting across the rest of the bridge" I point towards the hundreds of armed guards at the end of the bridge, "We need a plan, or get a minigun, heh" I joke. We sit half way across the bridge, concealed by the nights darkness, creating a plan, "Ok, I know that guards regularly patrol the bridge in teams of two, when we see the next patrol we can ambush them, and take their uniforms." Max said. "Well we will need to be fast then, if they alert the other guards I don't think we will live very long." I say. Now we had a plan, not the best plan but a plan, we sat in the dark, waiting for the next patrol, across the bridge we saw two guards begin to patrol the bridge, "And so it begins..." I say.
Name: Jake // Status: Hungry. // Location: Half-way across the bridge to Darkfire Island. // Inventory: Slightly Rusty M16, Rusty M9 Pistol, 4 Pistol Rounds, 25 Assault Rifle Rounds. // Gained: Nothing. // Lost: Nothing.
(Yeah lets just say we are half-way across the bridge, we can't make it seem like we got across killing like 3 guards, considering its one of the largest checkpoints.)