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  04:01:26  18 April 2011
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DisabledDino
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Looking forwards to the next installment!

Anyway, you don't have to put me in the story, but you have my permission. As for the red shirt thing, I don't mind because, well, it would most likely happen in the zone, judging by how I play... (No accuracy whatsoever and a tendency to pick up EVERYTHING)...

I hope you have a great trip to Morocco!
  11:42:27  21 April 2011
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Bladewraith
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“Guys, I’ve found some bodies” Bladewraith’s voice came over the radio “just inside the first warehouse, they’ve been dragged here… the three Duty guards and… 2 Loners”
“Ok copy” Wingnut spoke back into his mic clipped onto his jacket.
Dania, lent back against the Sandbags gingerly, the warmth radiated out from the Flame artefact taped to his back, he’d occasionally feel a muscle twitch or pull, sending pain throughout his nervous system.
“How you feeling?” asked Wingnut as Tamara paced up and down the small stretch of road.
“Not bad, still hurts” Dania looked around then down at his Mossberg, then slowly remembering he had no ammo left for it so put it down. Reaching to his holster strapped to his thigh, he pulled his Colt 45 out and inspected it; the age old design still worked happily, but as he pulled the slide back to inspect the mechanism, cocking it in the process, the sound of grinding erupted audibly. “Fuck it!”
“Well, a couple of the sand bags must’ve split… whatcha gonna do?” Wingnut asked rhetorically.
Dania reached into his pack which lay beside him, and pulled out a small rolled up piece of Olive Drab Canvas, and untied the knot holding it together. He pulled the slide back and pushed the pin on the right side before flipping it and dragging it out the other. Releasing the slide and it came forward sand dripping out. “Fucking hell…”
“When is he gonna be back?” Tamara continued pacing
“He’ll be back in a bit, we only need to worry if we hear gunfire.” Replied Wingnut
“What’s her problem, why she so panicky?” Dania asked Wingnut while he brushed
“She’s a rook… what else can I say.”
“Fuck you Wingnut!” Tamara responded sarcastically “I’m worried about him ok”
“What about, that he’s gonna get himself in trouble…”
A single low calibre report echoed out, originating from further within the plant “Shit…” he reached down and clicked his radio to transmit “Bladewraith come in, what’s happening bud.”
“…”
“Right that’s it…” Wingnut shouldered his Remington, and walked towards the inner sanctum of the Rostock plant before stopping and thinking about the two he was there to protect “Dania, can you move?”
“Aarggh…” Dania cried out as he tried to move, the pain was less, but still too much “almost, but not quite”
“Doc, I need to go check things out”
“Guys… something fucking weird is going on under our feet” the crackled interference smothered voice emanating out of the comms unit. Worry flood across Wingnut’s face.
“Right, I’m coming in, what was the gun shot?”
“I’ll explain when you get here, meet me by Arnie’s office”
Wingnut disappeared out of sight round the corner without hesitation, leaving Dania and Tamara alone; Tamara clutched her ____ tightly in her hands, she didn’t shoulder it, her lack of training showing true, she merely held it to her chest, for any feeling of safety it might give her.

Wingnut appeared around the corner shortly after
“Looks like it’s your lucky day Dania” Wingnut exclaimed as held out a G36K, attached torch, Sling and 3 loaded magazines.
“Fucking hell” he inspected it carefully, a few scrapes here and there but nothing major, grabbing the cocking lever and retracting it, inspecting the breach and movement of the bolt, shouldering it to check the sights. “That’ll do nicely, you got any buckshot?”
“Sorry bud, only enough for my remmie. Look after the Doc will ya” Wingnut ordered rather than asked before running off round the corner. Once again, Tamara and Dania were alone; Dania looked down at his Mossberg and sighed before returning his gaze to Tamara
“So doc… you single?”

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Wingnut passed the bodies in the warehouse once more, single hits, no casing anywhere to suggest they fired at their aggressors. And none of the kit had been taken, even the G36 he’d given to Dania, which was the strangest thing. No Stalker leaves decent kit behind, not even Duty or Freedom. Checking his arcs he moved out of the warehouse, turned left, and into another, always watching every direction, he kept to the left wall walking carefully just in case until he reached the large doorway leading into the courtyard; once again spotting every movement, whether it was leaves blowing across the ground or loose cables and swinging silently in the breeze.

Peering round the corner Bladewraith was sat lent up against the wall of Arnie’s office, right leg cocked, with his right hand resting atop it. his fist was clenched loosely except for a single finger which was out stretched nonchalantly. Bladewraith didn’t look at him just stared intently at the warehouse towards the southern checkpoint. Wingnut watched him vigilantly, and took the hint carefully scanning the area just in case before taking his set of binoculars out and checking what he could see of the warehouse in more detail, a muddy denim clad leg of a Stalker was showing just inside the doorway. After another check of the area, Wingnut moved quickly and deliberately, towards the bar hoping he hadn’t been seen. Another glance towards Bladewraith confirmed his fears, Wingnut was definitely in his peripheral vision, but his gaze didn’t wander, there was a leg on the ground just behind Bladewraith but Wingnut couldn’t see enough to know if it was still attached to anything further. Wingnut closed the distance between himself and the doorway, ensuring whoever the leg belonged to would be within deadly shotgun range without precision aiming. Pointing the Remington at the door way and taking three paces backwards
“Come out; Come out, whoever you are!” Challenged Wingnut, followed by a few scuffling noises from within

A scrawny looking stalker emerged from the southern warehouse, his simple leather jacket was all that had protected him this far into the Zone and it was scratched and frayed and displayed the rookie status of this would be attacker, his AK shook violently in his hands, he looked like his legs were about to buckle, Wingnut surmised this would either be because of deadly cocktail of severe fear and fatigue, or because he was carrying too much in his pack. What worried him the most was the shaking, a Stalker with steady hands isn’t panicked, they know what they are going to do and he could base his decisions on that, but this guy was definitely terrified or panicked at least, he didn’t know what he was doing and the slightest wrong move could mean biting a bullet.
“Put… the Gun… Down… or I… will… shoot you” ordered Wingnut
“But, no… you put yours down… I’m not kidding around here” the guy kept shifting his aim between Bladewraith and Wingnut, not sure who to aim at.
“I’m not putting lowering this” Wingnut indicated his Remington before raising his voice displaying his anger “so you need to calm the fuck down, and lower your weapon.””
“You’ll… you’ll shoot me if I lower this”
“I’ll shoot you if you don’t!”
“But… I… You…” he appeared to be weighing up his options, before just dropping his AK onto the floor, the clatter of the metal smashing into the concrete echoed out as something audibly snapped. “Ok, just don’t shoot me… please”
Wingnut kept his aim on the guy, walking up to him slowly, then when he was only an arm’s length away lowered his Remington.
“What Happened?” Wingnut asked Bladewraith
“The bastard shot Va…”
“Shut the fuck up rook!” interjected Wingnut, and the guy’s mouth continued to move but no words came from it.
I came through, found him trying to save his mates life,” Bladewraith pointed towards a body just down the door to Arnie’s office. “But there was no chance” he shook his head Wingnut walked over and inspected the body, two impact wounds to his leg, and four to the torso the blood was already coagulated to some extent and what hadn’t was pooled beneath the body, dripping slowly out of the exit wounds, the fact that he was still alive when Bladewraith had got there was remarkable in itself, the entry wounds were small, 5.56 most likely, but there was a single slightly larger hole directly into the heart, small brun marks on the tarnished green of the corpse’s Sunrise indicated the 9mm weapon was at either touching, or almost touching the body when it was discharged. There was blood around the mouth, at least one of the rounds had pierced a lung and the former stalker would’ve been chocking to death on his own blood as it slowly but painfully filled to the brim.
“Berretta?” asked Wingnut without even turning around from his inspection, to which Bladewraith merely nodded
“And you disapproved?” Wingnut turned to the guy
“We could’ve saved him.”
“No, you couldn’t have, in fact trying to save him would’ve caused him even more pain…” Wingnut looked over his shoulder at Bladewraith “He did the kindest thing”
“This guy got angry with me after I fired and pointed his weapon at me, told me to bring my friends round to witness my death” the last part came out incredibly sarcastic. The guy’s legs finally gave out and he collapsed to the floor, smashing his back pack into the ground, with an audible clatter.

“I need to check out Duty,” Bladewraith turned and looked behind them towards the duty base, there was no movement, and a few slim towers of smoke rose up from unseen fires behind the walls of the Duty bases’ courtyard several bodies were scattered around the entrance way, only one in Duty colours, another in a Sunrise, the rest wear in the tell tale greens suits of Freedom “you go check the bar”
“You can’t” the guy jumped in
“Why not?”
“It’s locked… from the inside”
“How do you know… what happened here?” Wingnut realised they hadn’t bothered to ask the first and most important question.
“Freedom attacked, only the killed everything that moved, Duty, Loners, it didn’t matter” the guy pointed at the body of his friend “Vasa told me to hide behind the pipes in there… and then he drew their fire and hid in the office.” The guy was almost in tears explaining the story “after a few minutes of fighting, they just… ran off. I overheard one of them asking about the bar, and another said it was locked from the inside… I waited until they were gone and… and… I tried to save him, I tried…”
“Hey! Calm down… it’s done now, there’s nothing we can do about what’s happened ok.” Explained Bladewraith
“But I”
“What’s in the pack?” Wingnut changed the subject
“Just some stuff… I got off some Bandits we took out… Why?”
“Looks heavy”
“Yeah… I never really think about what I’m taking, I just take it all”
“OK, I still need to check on Duty, go see if you can contact anyone inside the bar”
“What about him?” Wingnut asked
“He can do what he wants, but I think he’d be safer in the bar if you can get in” Wingnut nodded and Bladewraith turned, raised his weapon and walked on towards Duty base. Wingnut grabbed the guy by the hand and heaved him to his feet
“What’s your name kid?”
“Dino”
“Well, I’m Wingnut and your coming with me” Wingnut flicked his radio on “Doc come in… how’s Dania?”
“Disgusting” explained Tamara of the crackly radio
“Can he walk?”
“Yeah, he’s up and around now”
“Well you guys meet us at the bar, some heavy shit’s gone down here, and we’ll need all the help we can get”
“Ok, umm… where is… oh Dania knows where it is, see you soon” the broken voice ended the radio conversation Wingnut stared at Dino
"Come on."

Bladewraith approached the entrance to Duty Base when suddenly a 20 man Duty squad exited. Bladewraith stopped and raised his 417 instinctively, before dropping it, luckily the Duty Squad who had also done the same, didn’t just react and shoot, like Bladewraith they took aim on instinct, but held off and lowered their weapons
“Who are… Bladewraith?”
“Petrenko? What’s going on? Where are you going?”
“Were going to go find what’s left of the squad that attacked us, and…” Bladewraith cut him off
“Wait… I know it looked like Freedom attacked you but it wasn’t them!”
“Yes of course not, they’re not organised enough, nor have big enough balls to attack us like that!”
“It was…”
“Mercenaries,” it was Bladewraith’s turn to be interrupted “Yes we’d already found out that, we’re off to Limansk, our scouts tell us there’s a big Merc Camp there at the moment”
"But you’ll have to go through Freedom Terri…" Bladewraith was cut off again
“Yes but thanks to Lukash contacting me about a bunch of imposters posing as my forces and having their ass handed to them. He’s sent a squad of his own, we’re meeting up for our first ever joint mission to wipe out the Merc Camp, this could lead to other things… maybe even peace”
“So what happens when you come across each other then?”
“Well to put it simple…” when on a mission, or at certain locations… Red Forest, Yanov Station, we are peaceful, anywhere else we continue as normal.
"So... how did you know it was Mercs?"
"The Cigarettes, how else?" Petrenko, looked at the floor, showing a faint sign of grief “12 Loners… 9 Duty, they will pay!” with that, Petrenko and his squad turned and continued on, Bladewraith watched them disappear past the church, what was once left of its spire now lay strewn across the road, and a gentle smouldering pile lay somewhere inside, sending a thin trail of smoke drifting into the air. He turned and made his way to the bar to meet with the others

End of Chapter

Hope you all enjoy, it was slightly rushed but hopefully not obviously so.
  13:06:25  21 April 2011
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PCDania
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Thanks for thinking at us before your trip. Have a great time in Morocco

Looks like Dania is a real badass. Hope he's not just having it in the mouth
  18:17:18  21 April 2011
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Bladewraith
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I Thought you'd like that, hopefully Dino won't be annoyed with his character being a rook. unfortunatly there won't be anymore chapters for a few weeks obviously. but any suggestions i'll work them out afterwards. i'll be leaving on Monday for the trip, so you'll hear from me again before i go, i always think about... how can i say this without it sounding like man love... i always think of the Community...
  21:59:51  21 April 2011
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DisabledDino
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Yey!
I'm in the story and I'm not dead yet!

If I'm still alive or there in the next chapter, could I have something else than an AK? It doesnt matter how I get it, as long as it can hit something when it's on single fire and the target ain't moving.

I wasn't expecting you to put out a new chapter so quickly, but the have a nice trip still applies.
  03:41:58  22 April 2011
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Bladewraith
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---QUOTATION---
Yey!
I'm in the story and I'm not dead yet!
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i'm still on the fence as to whether to kill you off or not...


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If I'm still alive or there in the next chapter, could I have something else than an AK? It doesnt matter how I get it, as long as it can hit something when it's on single fire and the target ain't moving.
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Any preference, remember you've got pack containing god kows what???


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I wasn't expecting you to put out a new chapter so quickly, but the have a nice trip still applies.
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as always cheers. worrying thing is the trip motto has become "better here then there." all 6 bikes and 3 landies have experienced some form of major potentialy trip ending incident in the last 3 weeks and only managed to get it sorted this week, mine was my Injection pump... slightly blew, so it was pissing out diesel like you wouldn't believe. but ho hum. better here then there
  02:49:42  25 April 2011
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Bladewraith
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Well Guys at 14:30 the boat leaves and i'm on my way for a trip of a lifetime. Cheers to everyone for the good luck, (i'm really hoping i won't need it, but ah well) i'll be back in 3 weeks and start the next chapter.

Once again, thanks
  02:38:56  28 April 2011
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DisabledDino
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---QUOTATION---

Any preference, remember you've got pack containing god knows what???

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(Going with the game's names)
Either a TRs 301, a SGI 5K or an Obokan (Probably a good idea since I'm a rookie in your story).

A Makarov is fine.

In-game I mainly use use artifacts that boost my energy (Flash and moonlight).

I enjoy picking up other guns and ammo just to waste on any mutant (I drop the guns or sell them after).
  21:58:39  6 May 2011
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sgt.davis44
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Hey Blaidewraith! Sorry for my absence, I need to catch up from Chapter 16... Been a long time, ey? But I'm back now

I need to get to bed now, but I'll catch up tomorrow, k?
  20:28:40  16 May 2011
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Bladewraith
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Hi everybody, I’m back… fantastic time away, kinda wish I was still there. Anybody, that gets a chance to go to Morocco, seize it. It’s an incredible country, and incredibly friendly people.

@ Davis: not a problem my friend, read at your leisure.

@ Dino: I’ll see what comes to mind

I’m gonna sort a few things out at home before starting the next chapter, but hopefully will have it up soon.
 
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