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  04:25:21  20 September 2011
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DisabledDino
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ASDFDSF

Holy damn, I thought you died in the chopper!

Also: "Davis shock his head in frustration"
and something about "you pet" instead of your pet"

It's great as always, tune in next month or two for the next installment!

No but really, I'll be waiting as always

Keep up the good work,

Dino.
  20:45:06  6 October 2011
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Hi again, another shortish Chapter this time, enjoy, Comments good and bad are welcome as always.

Chapter 24

4 hours had passed since Wingnut had left for Yanov, Bladewraith, Tamara and the newest member of their ragtag group Sergeant Davis, had made their way to the cement factory, noticed the area, was unsafe and moved on, they sat calmly by the old substation. Bladewraith stood guard while Tamara looked after Davis.
“Wingnut, Come in…” he spoke calmly into his radio, he still hadn’t shook the unsettled feeling, like he was being watched.
“Bladewraith, this is Wingnut, I’m on my way back to the factory.”
“Factory’s a no go; too busy… we’re at the substation”
“Ok… be there in a few minutes”
“So then Bladewraith… you’re obviously Ex-Military?” implied Davis as he carefully took his SA 80 apart in a vein attempt and making it useable.
“What’s your point?”
“Who’d you serve with?” asked Davis
“Not your concern Sergeant!” responded an increasingly irritated Bladewraith
“What is it with you men? Why’d you keep goading each other?”
“I’m sorry Doc, just boys being boys” Tamara shook her head at the pair of them. A few minutes of silence passed

Bladewraith raised his hand to Wingnut as he neared.
“Got everything this time?” he questioned
“Yeah yeah, shut up”
“What are you doing here? I thought we agreed to meet at the cement factory” inquired Wingnut
“We did, but freedom and Duty where fighting over control of the tower, so I figured it was best to keep clear.”
“Good call… I didn’t think the truce would keep for too long,” Wingnut reached into his pack and produced a basic Sunrise Suit and a PDA, “hey…” Davis looked up at him with a nonchalant look “put this on and don’t lose this” he spoke of the suit and PDA respectively.
“Fine,” Davis set his rifle down and began putting the suit on carefully over his injured leg
“Yanov Safe?” Asked Bladewraith
“Yeah, that said Freedom and Duty are behaving there at least, I checked the radio over and just need some transistors and solder before I can get it to work, apparently the local tech has a box of them, but he headed off to the plant buildings earlier this morning, so we’ll have to wait until he gets back.”
“Fair play… wonder why?”
“Dunno, Pilot said a few Stalkers we’re going for some tunnel to Pripyat.”
“Maybe they need the tech to open the front door for them.” added Bladewraith.
“You finished yet?” Wingnut asked as the final zip was pulled up sealing Davis into the Sunrise and the PDA dropped gently into the leg pocket.
“All done!”
Bladewraith checked his watch, 2 hours till sunset “Right let’s go!”

They walked towards several old huts and diggers, but as they rounded a corner of one of the huts, they came face to face with a pack of dogs, Wingnut and Bladewraith said nothing; they just reacted, raising their weapons and training them on the closest of the dogs. Tamara was confused, they were just some dogs, but Wingnut and Bladewraith just stayed still and didn’t move. Tamara froze when she realised the dogs had spotted them, and growled a fierce deep growl, that penetrated her ears and sent a shiver running down her spine and they darted towards them, without warning, without pause, Bladewraith fired a short burst, into the first dog, which fell to its side, Wingnut fired a single slug into the second and as the entire pack ran at them, the duo fired away, loud reports echoing in Tamara’s ears she spotted a dog running at from the side, and she got a proper look at it, it’s eyes were closed, and looked swollen, with small boils or something similar around them, it’s flesh looked torn and it’s skin was nonexistent in places, her mind filled with terror. She fumbled at the MP5 Wingnut had given her back at the bunker, but as of yet not having a reason to use. She pointed it in the direction of the dog and pulled the trigger, but nothing happened “Shit!” she looked at the gun and flicked the selector switch to the top, marked with several red bullets in a row; She closed her eyes, turned her head away and tried to keep the gun pointing in the same direction as she began firing, she’d held it loosely and the gun jumped and swung about in her hand until she’d fired off the entire magazine, and it locked forward. Slowly she opened her eyes to look at the dog to see it lying on the floor, only a few rounds had hit their intended target but by a miracle they’d done enough damage to down the creature. However as soon as her eyes even glanced in its direction she looked away, dark thick blood was slowly oozing from the wounds. Everything had gone quiet as Bladewraith and Wingnut had finished off the rest of the pack. And the smell of burnt gun powder slowly faded away on the wind
“I… I killed a dog” she was shocked at herself
“No, you didn’t!” exclaimed Davis as he lowered his SA 80, “I did”
“What?”
“You aimed far too high, and then fired without even looking; you didn’t hit a damn thing!”
“Oh, I’m sorry ok, I’ve never used a gun before”
“Forget it, let’s go!”

A short walk later and the doors of Yanov Station opened before them, a few Stalkers stood at the bar turned to look at them and then back to the table, most didn’t even bother to look around.
“So, what we doing here again?” Davis genuinely didn’t know why they’d come here.
“We’re going get you looked at, get some rest and then head south tomorrow, and get you two out of the Zone… any questions?”
“Nope” replied Tamara before Davis decided to try and wind Bladewraith or Wingnut up again.
“Come on then, let’s find the medic” Bladewraith explained to Davis “You guys get something to eat” With that Bladewraith and Davis headed off to the right. Wingnut and Tamara made their way left and checked to see if the technician was back yet. After being greeted with an empty room, they made their way downstairs to set up their bedding for the night. One man was stood downstairs but didn’t speak to either of them, so they kept to themselves, the floor boards above them creaked occasionally as Stalkers walked around above them.

“I’m gonna head upstairs and check on the technician, you ok here?”
“Yeah I’m fine”
“Ok, I’ll be upstairs if you need anything” With that Wingnut turned and left.

A few minutes later Bladewraith came downstairs, and said hello to the other stalker before coming across to check on Tamara, who was gently climbing into her sleeping bag,
“You ok Doc”
“Yeah I’m fine, Wingnut just went upstairs too…”
“Yeah, the tech’s here now, so their working on the radio as we speak.” Bladewraith cut in politely
“Oh ok”
“I’d get some sleep, the medic’s knocked Davis out for the night and we’ll collect him in the morning, his leg’s in a splint and he’ll need a walking stick until we can get him out of the Zone and have it X-Rayed.”
“In that case I’ll take your advice and get some sleep, Night.” She closed her eyes and shutout the noise of footsteps above her.
“Night Doc” said Bladewraith as he left the basement to check on Wingnut.

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  17:15:16  10 October 2011
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Bladewraith
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Unfortunatly, yet another short read, in hind sight i should've combined 24 and 25 into one. oh well i think about that for the rewrite

Chapter 25

“What? No! That doesn’t make any sense!” cried Wingnut
“What are you talking about… it makes perfect sense, if they’d used…”
“Is everything alright round here?” asked Bladewraith as he walked into the technician’s room, into the middle of an argument between the tech and Wingnut.
“Yeah, just a friendly argument” explained Wingnut
“Bladewraith” he introduced himself to the technician
“Nitro”
“So should I assume, we’ve got problems with the radio?”
“What? No?”
“Yeah, that’s fixed, we’ve moved onto something different”
“Ok then, where’s the best to transmit around here?” he asked Nitro
“Well Zulu’s gone to Pripyat so use his tower, should be unlocked.”
“Cheers, I’ll take this outside, leave you guys to your argument” he spoke, as he picked the radio up off the counter, and then reached into Wingnut’s pack for the booklet containing the frequencies.
“Later…” Wingnut turned his attention back to Nitro, “Now, where was I… ah yeah… Shatner”

Bladewraith walked out of Yanov Station, after a quick check, there wasn’t anyone else around, a gentle breeze was blowing a dense fog in from the south, and a distant howl of a dog, told him he was alone. He made his way to the Zulu’s tower, the front door was unlocked as suggested, and he climbed the stairs to the top a step creaked half way up. A quick check around suggested Zulu had taken everything with him, all that was left in his room, was an empty shelf and a few wooden boxes. He walked cautiously to the window, keeping his distance checking the area as he moved round for a better vantage point however the fog had managed to cover most of the ground. Setting himself back from the window he flicked the Radio on and picked up the mic
“Research Team Alpha to Base, do you copy?” Bladewraith decided to use the same call signs as before.
“This is the Colonel… that you Blackadder?”
“Yes sir, you chopper didn’t make it”
“We gathered as much, after watching it drop off satellite tracking.”
“I’d hate to say I told you so sir.”
“Shut up Staff Sergeant. Any survivors
“One sir, Sergeant Davis”
“Well, my hands are tied now, no choppers into the Zone until we get an accurate Scan of the Airborne Anomaly Fields,
“I wouldn’t bother sir, they move after an emission. Any map you make will be useless almost as soon as you use it.”
“Well what would you recommend then?”
“A boat sir”
“Explain” the Colonel ordered
“The river passes into the Zone via the Swamps; now… it’s not been possible to navigate into the Swamps by foot for the last few months but,”
“Hold on, let me check the map” The Colonel butted in
“But providing your team can navigate through the wreckage of the old railroad bridge to the north of the swamps, the river winds around until it reaches Limansk, we can make it there in a couple of days.”
“What about Anomalies, Radiation?”
“we scouted that area last year, although the water level has dropped it should be enough this time of year for a Rib to get up, and the anomalies mainly stay close to shore in the swamps and the rest of the river, at least the part of it closest to Limansk is reasonably clear, a team in Hazmat suits should be fine, and bring a couple of spares for the Doc and Davis of course” The Colonel didn’t speak, as if contemplating the idea.
“Sir, you used to trust my judgement”
“Sergeant, any favours I owed you flew out the window when you quit on me.”
“Sir, with all due respect any authority you had to order me around, flew out the same window.”
“I’ll have the boat ready to leave in 36 hours, they’ll wait south of Limansk until you radio them in, if they don’t hear from you with 12 hours they turn around. Got that?”
“Yes Sir”
“It’s strange, you quit all that time ago, yet you still call me sir?” The colonel asked, however Bladewraith didn’t answer, he merely turned the radio off and sat for a moment.

Creak… the floor boards on the stairs let out an audible disagreement to pressure of footsteps. In a second, Bladewraith had his 417 trained on the top of the stair well, the top room was dark, but some remnants of light pooled in through the glassless window, slowly creeping, he moved backwards planting himself low, to the side of the window, any attempt, by his visitor to look in his direction would be hampered by the keeping him in the shadow. He waited for what felt like an age, before a head popped up through the gap, even with the man’s head facing away, Bladewraith lowered his rifle.
“You up here buddy?” cautiously asked Wingnut
“Jeez, you muppet! I could’ve blown your head off!”
“What I do?”
“Forget it, we need to get some sleep, we’ve got to be in Limansk in two days”
“Why is that colonel giving us orders all over the fucking place?”
“He’s not, I suggested Limansk; they’re coming in by boat”
“Whatever, come on then” Wingnut led the way back down by torch light in the ever failing light.

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  23:23:10  11 October 2011
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Colonel Skull
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Curse youuuu!
The population of the zone demands more
*agreeing muttering*
  14:34:28  12 October 2011
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Bladewraith
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---QUOTATION---
Curse youuuu!
The population of the zone demands more
*agreeing muttering*
---END QUOTATION---



umm... okay, i thought the muttering was in my head, well i seem able to produce short chapters in fairly quick pace so i'm almost done the next, yet another twist to come, but i reckon the total chapter count will just about breach 30, to give you a clue at where i'm at. hopefully have another one up later.
  18:40:17  12 October 2011
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Chapter 26

Wingnut awoke in a daze; he’d fallen asleep while on guard. The first time since his first week in the Zone, there was the sound of heavy footsteps emanating from above them several Stalkers seemed to be running around it was then his ears adjusted an could hear some shouting, he was sat against the wall beside the stairs, he reached out for his shotgun…
“What the fuck… where is it?” he spoke out to anyone that could hear while franticly searching. He looked beside him to ask Bladewraith, he was gone, he looked for Tamara, she was gone. “What the fuck is going on” he racked his brains trying to remember what happened last night, why did he fall asleep. ‘I’d been up late chatting with Nitro about movies… Bladewraith took first watch… 2 hours then I took over’ he thought to himself, carefully, suddenly realising the Stalker beside him the one who always just stood there and didn’t say much… he was only just waking up as well. Wingnut checked his watch to reveal it was only 05:13, most of the Stalkers upstairs should still be asleep he thought,
“What’s going on?” the Stalker asked him
“I don’t know, my friends are gone and so is my shotgun”
“I never sleep, I’m an insomniac, I’m fine on about an hour every couple of days!”
“What’s your name, is anything missing” asked Wingnut, as the Stalker probed his pockets and pack
“Nothing’s Gone, Name’s Tracker” he explained as he racked his brain trying to remember the last few moments before he lost consciousness.
“I’m Wingnut, I’m gonna find out what the hell’s going on!”

Tracker followed Wingnut upstairs, where they found Duty and Freedom arguing intensely
“If you didn’t who did?”
“It wasn’t Freedom, maybe it was you lot, trying for an excuse to retaliate again!” answered a freedom member, Wingnut walked over to Hawaiian.
“What’s going on?”
“Haven’t you heard, one of Duty’s Guards was shot last night, no one heard or saw anything”
“My friends are missing and so is my shotgun”
“What?”
“And someone knocked us out” added Tracker
“What?” asked Wingnut this time?
“I remember a canister falling down the stairs, it must’ve been knock out gas”
“What about Gas Masks though?” Questioned Hawaiian
“I didn’t wear one” explained Wingnut “Neither did I” added Tracker, just before Wingnut’s Radio crackled into life
“Wingnut, this is Bladewraith come in!”
“Bladewraith! Where the fuck are you? What happened last night?
“Follow the railroad tracks south, and you’ll come to a Station I’m there!”
“What happened?”
“I’ll explain later, get Davis up and get here ASAP” Wingnut didn’t hesitate, he ran into the Medic’s room, waking Bonesetter in the process
“Davis you lazy git wake up”
“Wuh, what’s going on?”
“Just get your sorry ass out of bed and move it”

Wingnut carried Davis over his shoulder for an hour before they arrived at the Station, by which time light was slowly creeping over the horizon bathing the area in dim colour, Bladewraith and Tamara were waiting patiently beside the platform, Tamara’s eyes were red, as if she’d been crying, Bladewraith stood on guard with his 417 at the ready, beside him were several bodies, dressed in navy blue BDUs and black tactical vests. When they spotted Davis and Wingnut, Tamara and Bladewraith ran over and helped Wingnut Bladewraith scurried them inside the station.
“What’s going on”
“Merc’s… Again!”
“What this time?”
“They’re after the Doc, they obviously know who she is somehow, they came in, knocked you out and carried her off”
“So how’d you not get passed out?” asked Wingnut
“And how’d you get her back?” inquired Davis
“We’d only just swopped duty, remember” Wingnut nodded in agreement “I was still awake, heard the gas can bounce down the stairs, when I realised it was spewing gas, I held my breath”
“Hang on, how did you manage to hold your breath for so long”
“The Coral…” the realisation dawn on Wingnut “you smart bastard” Davis looked on in confusion
“Exactly; there was six of them that came down, one of them liked the look of your shotgun and nicked it, and the others checked we were all asleep. I had to pretend I was, because I didn’t stand a chance against 6 while holding my breath, with no cover.” Bladewraith looked at Tamara, they carried Doc off and as soon as it was clear I followed them, they waited here for the Doc to wake up, half of them went on ahead, and the others waited here with Doc.”
“And you took them out, all on your own?” Davis was curious
“Yeah, I did… element of surprise”
“Where’s my shotty?”
“the other guys must’ve taken it” Wingnut hung his head “I piled up the bodies over there” Bladewraith pointed at the heap of corpses beside the platform “check them for a shooter and let’s get going, we might be able to catch them up” Wingnut didn’t say anything, he simple walked outside and began searching the bodies, picking out a G36K, and several magazines
“How you doing Doc” Asked Davis, her face was still red, but less so then before. Bladewraith had turned and was watching out the window, covering Wingnut the best he could from his position
Not bad, considering I’ve just been kidnapped by men wanting to kill me
“They didn’t want to kill you! If they did they would’ve done it already” Advised Bladewraith still with his back to the pair. Wingnut walked back over and rather than coming in, he merely shouted through the window
“Come on then…”

Bladewraith and Wingnut followed the Standard issue US Army boot prints left by the Mercs out of Jupiter, and a few hours later they reached the edge of the red forest. They stood atop the bank beside the road leading south to the old Ranger Station, and east to the Military warehouses, an old KAMAZ truck lay in front of them dripping rust onto the road beneath, they crouched low while Bladewraith and Wingnut inspected the road ahead of them.
“Tracks finish on the asphalt” exclaimed Wingnut, while Bladewraith searched around trying to find tracks in the mud anywhere else.
“Well they’re either going south or east” Bladewraith signalled Tamara and Davis to descend the bank and join the conversation
“They wouldn’t be going east, they’ve pissed Freedom off enough, I doubt even the Mercs are stupid enough to try it again”
“True” agreed Bladewraith “well, we’ve got to go south anyway, to meet the boat, but it won’t even be here until tomorrow!”
“Well, what are we gonna do then?” asked Davis
“We could stay with Forester for a couple of days?”
“Let’s go” the group set off south still watching for tracks on their brief way south

Soon the Ranger Station came into View, its brick walls, crumpling yet still standing strong against a barrage of emissions that had flattened stronger structures elsewhere in the Zone. The metal mast had long since passed into unserviceable condition. Wingnut led the way inside, while Bladewraith covered them from outside. One flight of stairs, and Wingnut knocked gently on the door an old friend.
“Greetings my friends are you here on business or just taking a hike” greeted the old Stalker as the group entered the room
“Hello forester, long time no see, we need a place to stay for a day or so”
“Of course you can stay here, but just to warn, you, there’s been a lot of dodgy types around here lately”
“What do you mean?”
“Well just a few hours ago, there was a bunch of Mercs came running through, in a mighty hurry they were”
Bladewraith and Wingnut simply looked at each other…

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  07:52:42  21 April 2012
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Bladewraith you still keeping this story going? You have readers that are still eagerly awaiting your chapters broham!
  17:35:59  1 May 2012
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Hey, sorry about the delay, problems in the real world have had most of my time recently, hope this will keep any readers i have left happy, for a while at least

Chapter 27

Bladewraith, Wingnut, Tamara and Davis, didn’t bother to stay with forester, they needed information, why did they want Tamara, how did they know she was with them, and how did they no she was in the Zone at all. The jogged down the muddy paths of the Red Forest, boots splashed through puddles as drops of water thrown out catch in the pull of a Vortex and dragged out of sight; Tamara watched in fleeting amazement and proved how close to certain death they were coming. Wingnut led, watching closely and jumping off the path when blocked by a spiking Geiger Counter, or the beep of the anomaly detector. He missed nothing, within 20 minutes they approached the crumbling stone gateway leading out onto the old Limansk Road, there they stopped. Watching carefully, the old tunnel long since destroyed by an unknown force, the tower in front of them watched over the Bridge to Limansk, they were too late. The Mercs were nowhere in sight.
“Shit… they must’ve gone across already.” Remarked Wingnut
“Well there’s nothing we can do now” Replied Bladewraith
“Oh well… can we… at least rest… a bit please…” Tamara was out of breath; she gulped in air and fell to the floor in exhaustion, the trip to the Ranger Station, then straight through the forest to here without a rest had taken everything she had to keep up with the experienced Stalkers and Sergeant Davis.
“Ok fine, Davis, keep an eye on our rear, Wingnut Front… I’m gonna go check out the Bridge”

Bladewraith walked quickly across the road towards the lookout tower. Beyond that was the river that tomorrow would be the extraction point to get Tamara out of the Zone. The river gently flowed at a snail’s pace south beside the tower, Bladewraith cautiously peered round the corner out the tower to see across to the other shore and froze, he watched several figures patrolling north to south, travelling across their own footprints in tell tale Navy Blue BDUs and Black vests “More Mercs” he said to himself, another merc was watching the Red Forest side of the river from in front of the bridge control box; any sudden movement would grab his attention and alert him to an intruder. Bladewraith slowly moved back round the tower and out of sight of the Guards. He considered radioing Wingnut over, but didn’t want to risk the Merc’s intercepting the transmission, so he jogged back across the road, keeping the tower between him and the enemy presence.
“Mercs” he explained
Wingnut pulled Tamara and Davis behind the stone wall,
“Where?” asked Wingnut to which Bladewraith grinned
“On the other side of the river” he replied, Wingnut dropped his head and allowed Davis and Tamara to sit up once again.
“Come on…” the group stood up “I need you to stick to Wingnut ok” he explained to Tamara, who nodded in agreement. They all jogged across to the foot of the tower.
Bladewraith moved up the metal staircase and checked out the higher floor, it was empty and he used the extra height to get a better view of the Mercs on the other shore. He kept himself low to avoid being spotted and used his scope to view each target closely, none of them acted as if they’d spotted him, two patrolled the shoreline, one stood watching the opposite shoreline and a couple were sat chatting beside a fire, but they were too distant to know what they were discussing, he carefully moved back down to speak with the others.
“5 of them, AKs, M4s… and… a Remington…They don’t look like they’ve seen us.” Explained Bladewraith, Wingnut’s ears piped up a little, but didn’t question any further, he knew there was no way to see if it was his, from that distance.
“Good, I say we just avoid them all together and keep heading south.” Added Davis
“We can’t” replied Wingnut, and Bladewraith nodded, “This is the extraction point”
“What?” exclaimed Tamara and Davis in unison.
“Yup, in a little over 16 hours a boat will travel up the river and meet us less than a hundred metres over there” gloated Wingnut pointing past the tower.
“Look all we have to do, is wait, when the boat comes up it’ll distract the mercs and allow us to take them out, we get on the boat, long before reinforcements arrive and jobs done.” Explained Davis in a very matter of fact way.
“We can’t do that… can we?” shyly asked Tamara
“Actually, it’s not that bad an idea… we’ll have to act quickly, but it might just work” replied Bladewraith
“Can’t we at least warn the rescue team?” enquired Tamara
“Can’t risk giving our position away if they detect the radio chatter.” Advised Davis
“It’s gonna be dark in a few hours, whatever happens we need somewhere to sleep”
“In the tunnel, go down far enough, providing its radiation free, it should mask any light and keep us safe from the weather.” Wingnut explained. They turned towards the tunnel, and suddenly faint commotion reached their ears, Bladewraith carefully peered round the tower to inspect the uproar. What he saw made him react instantly,
“Davis Stay there, cover Doc… Wingnut come here, move… now!”
What is it, Wingnut checked round tower as well as Bladewraith, six Stalkers we’re being marched to the concrete edge of the river, two of the Stalkers wore Duty uniforms, another Freedom, and the final three were dressed in sunrise suits, all of their suits were bloodied in different places, at least two of them had bullet wounds that didn’t look dressed.
Wingnut jumped back
“What the hell?”
“We can’t let anything happen to those Stalkers” explained Bladewraith
“Agreed!”
Bladewraith looked through his scope and inspected the Stalkers and Mercs alike
“Bladewraith, Our mission is to get the Doc out of the Zone” commented Davis
“Forget about that for minute will ya?” exclaimed Wingnut
“Shit!” Bladewraith could easily see who a few of the prisoners were “Petrenko, Cold, Dania and Dino, what the fuck are those guys doing here?” he watched as several of the mercs turned and left through the tunnel they’d come from. It left the original five plus two more with the prisoners. Bladewraith quickly but covertly move up the steel stairs and took aim on the mercs closest to the prisoners, Davis shook his head and moved to the other side of the Tower and took aim also.
“I’ve got the left, you take right, fire on my command”
“Got it” was the simple but precise response. Wingnut still wasn’t sure about his new rifle; he hadn’t had any time to scope it in, ‘just have to aim for body mass’ he thought to himself. They both watched as the mercs lined the prisoners up by the edge, they seemed to speak to the prisoners, and pointing at the river. They were giving them the choice of jumping, and letting the toxic waste and radiation kill them, or take a bullet and fall in anyway. None of them choose the former. The mercs by the fire had put their feet up to watch the show, and the other decided to stop patrolling and watch also, only the one watching the shoreline inhabited by the three would be ambushers stayed vigilant,
“Wingnut, take the Stationary guard, then move to the patrollers, Davis take the left executioner and the two sat down, I’ll take the right then any you two don’t get to first… fire on my command”

“Now!” CRACK CRACK, a double tap of 7.62 ripped into the neck and skull of the Merc executioner on the right, two 5.56 rounds followed into the chest of the left, knocking him down, a short burst of 5.56 tore into the guard on watch, the body slumped to the ground leaving the bridge controls splattered in blood. The Freedom Prisoner reacted quickly and lunged forward at the closest merc only to receive a shotgun blast to the stomach, the force throwing him backwards into the river, the other prisoners dropped to the floor. Another round from Bladewraith’s 417 burst through the jaw of the left executioner as he tried to get back up, the two mercs by the camp fire had quickly jumped up suddenly realising what was going on and returned fire randomly across the river, watching from muzzle flashes and smoke and adjusting their fire accordingly, as a few rounds chipped the rock beside Bladewraith and Davis, the second patrolling merc received a burst from Wingnut from thigh to chest, and Davis shot into another as the last two dove for cover behind some old wooden crates. The prisoners kept down avoiding drawing fire, except Dino who ran over to the control box and grabbed the M4 off the metal grating and manically unloaded a magazine into the wooden crates…

Bladewraith and Davis stayed motionless for several long moments, Petrenko grabbed an AK, and moved over to the boxes, a quick glance round the side and he stood calmly, the other survivors got to their feet and checked each merc to make sure they were dead. Eventually Petrenko put his hand into the air
“Clear” spoke Wingnut calmly
“You guys ok?” Bladewraith asked Tamara, Wingnut and Davis, before standing and quickly running across the bridge, still keeping his eyes peeled in case any more mercs came to inspect the commotion, he hoped they would assume it was the prisoner’s executions. Wingnut stayed behind to cover Bladewraith as he crossed the bridge should any more Mercs present themselves
“You lot ok?” he asked the five remaining prisoners?
“Yeah” came from four of the them
“No!” came from Petrenko “I just lost my squad, except for the corporal here, of course I’m not ok… but I’m not hit at least, if that’s what you mean?”
“It is”
Bladewraith looked over to Dino, the shivering mess he’d been in Rostock had been replaced by a much more composed Stalker, people have to learn fast in the Zone, and he’d done just that.
“Good work Dino” Dania patted a stunned Dino on the back, as Bladewraith turned to address all three of them
“What are you guys doing here anyway, I thought you were going to Zaton” asked Bladewraith
“We did, when we got there, these fuckers laid an ambush for us… they knew we were coming!” replied Cold
“What did they want with you?”
“Well… they wanted information about you lot”
“What… Why”
“Something about that chick you’re escorting around?”
“Right… I’ll explain tomorrow…” said Bladewraith “Sorry” to this they looked a little put off but let the matter drop.
“And what about you, what happened” he addressed Petrenko
“we got into the heart of Limansk, with no resistance, we were beginning to believe our intel might have been wrong when we got ambushed, only one Freedom made out alive, but” Petrenko looked into the river “he is not now, me and the corporal, got knock down and captured…” it was obvious Petrenko was ashamed about this “when we not tell them anything useful about duty defence, they take us out here for death!”
“You reckon, there’s a mole in Duty?”
“Never! Must have been Freedom Mole…” Petrenko didn’t like the accusation “Fucking freedom Scum!”
“Hey, that’s enough, it could’ve been Freedom, but it could just as easily been Duty, or a free Stalker for all we know.” Petrenko stayed silent while trying to work it all out.
“I wanna find out what the Mercs are up to” came a voice from behind, Bladewraith turned to see Wingnut standing behind him, holding his Remington. “At least I got her back” he explained while gently caressing the length of the barrel.
“I must go back to Rostock and explain what happened, see if I can found out who mole is” explained Petrenko
“Ok… right, guys can you look after Doc and Davis, they’re on the other side of the bridge, me and Wingnut are going into Limansk” Dania and Dino nodded their agreement and Cold stepped forward “That’s fine, but I’m going with you”

End of Chapter
  12:25:13  19 August 2012
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D_Money
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Hellooooo!

Hey buddy,

Is the story still alive - keep it going!
  09:24:02  1 September 2012
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DisabledDino
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Well damn! It's been a while, but I'm sure glad to see you.
I'm also happy I haven't died yet, but knowing my luck, it wouldn't be through enemy fire that I'd die. Most likely a friendly bullet gone way off or an accident with the propane heater while trying to make coffee.

Anyway, sorry it's been so long since I've commented, but as always, I really enjoyed it. Keep it up.
 
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