((Well, make it a challenge.))
Several troops ran into the room. The first chucked in a flashbang then swarmed in. Their assault rifles raised and triggers pressed. The bullets tore out of the weapons and hit the 'Infected one' though conveiniantly missing Jacob.
(If this RP is drawing to a close then I want Rek and Jacob to fight fisti-cuffs on the big blimp.)
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Rek turned and ran over to help Carlos get the fuel. "Lieutenant," Rek addressed him, "I must go and get to Jacob on Norad before he gets the thing entirely airbourne. Look after the guys, oh and Carlos, I'm leaving them in your hands." Rek walked away loading up on clips. He climbed into the APC. "I'm leaving ya's, dont ask me where I'm going only that I'll find you guys after." He turned and walked into the garage, seconds later a bike smashed through the shops window and revved off towards Norads air-field. He had grabbed a pack of Snickers' bars from the stock room and had put it in his pak for later. He activated his com as rain began to fall. "Alpha-1-Delta to Gun-ship pad. Prepare an airlift for me at the main entrance. Authorisation Alpha-Beta-232. Over-ride all orders."
"Rodger that Alpha-1, orders recieved, UH-60 and Gun-ship Foxtrot-139 complying. Be careful, Lieutenant, its a warzone out there."
"Great!"
***
"He'll keep his word, don't worry Kat. I think we should just be weary of him. He could turn just as quickly as Lieutenant Book did."
(Sam's-a-coming to town! Sam will be joining either Rek or Frank soon.)