Author Topic: Foxhole // Mission One: Armor  (Read 15388 times)

I quickly grab my pack, and M39 then run as fast I can to the dugout.

"Everyone, listen to Claire! Move you sorry asses before you get blown by bits!" I grab a few clips of ammo, and I look at Claire, and run inside. I help organise everyone. I suddenly remember the passed out guy, I run outside to get him right before a RPG shells put's a crater were he was at, I pick him up and pass him to a soldier who is carrying a M39, and tell him to bring him to the dugout. I get my gun that I left at the spot, and I make it to the dugout.

"Well, hello everyone."
« Last Edit: October 16, 2012, 10:57:17 PM by Swat 3 »

"Everyone, listen to Claire! Move you sorry asses before you get blown by bits!" I grab a few clips of ammo, and I look a Claire, and run inside. I help organise everyone. I suddenly remember the passed out guy, I run outside to get him right before a RPG shells put's a crater were he was at, I pick him up and pass him to a soldier who is carrying a M39, and tell him to bring him to the dugout. I run to get wounded soldiers, and I come back before Claire closed the door. I smirk.

you killed deoxys :(


Being slowed down significantly by the unconscious guy I finally make it to the dugout. I set the man against a wall and then sit on my cot.

While I'm loading my magazines, I notice a guy passed out on the side. Rather than calling for a medic, I check to make sure he isn't seriously injured, and then I look into our supply cache and grab some smelling salts. I take out a piece and hold it over his nose.

sorry nozoner they seem so similar people ;-;

I then thank the soldier who helped me with that man. I try to find Alex and Shock.

I open the trap door and take a bag out. I open the bag and take out a bottle.

I find Alex near the trap door, and I ask if he has another water bottle.



//Was this the dugout we always were in?


"Hey kid, how's your arm?"

I then thank the soldier who helped me with that man. I try to find Alex and Shock.
I regain my senses, and meet up with the team. "Sorry, busy for a few hours, the hell are we doing?"

I rooster an eyebrow at Holmes, beginning to take the cap off of the clear glass bottle which had Cyrillic written all over it.

huehue

I blink at the soldier, "Well, I saved your ass from a Tank Warhead. 4 enemy tanks are there, and me and a few other guys are going to cut wires and place explosives in No Man's land."

I rooster an eyebrow at Holmes, beginning to take the cap off of the clear glass bottle which had Cyrillic written all over it.

huehue
I point at his bottle, I form the number 2 with my hands, and I point at myself, "Can I have bottle?"

"Your shoulder son.." I point at my own hoping he understands what I'm trying to say.