[b]Robert - Catacomb's Entrace[/b]

As the smaller group of the Haywood Militia started to gain ground on the catacomb entrance, Robert started addressing the men to their task. He motioned them move to certain locations, remaining undercover so that the raiders wouldn't see them yet. The front entrance would probably be the most guarded location and the deadliest. Robert's main focus was the survival of his crew, of his brothers. He didn't want to lose them like he did those good men back in Afghan. "All of you hold position until told otherwise. Do not fire unless I give the call" he whispered to the men as they all began to crouch into certain cover. 

They were all armed and ready, safeties certainly off. During their time in Haywood, both Bruce and Eli put Robert in charge of training all the men over eighteen to shoot a gun. He was also in charge of teaching them certain survival tactics that would most definitely keep them alive. It would seem that Bruce, though he was insane, knew what he was doing and predicted this fight to someday come to life. People always wondered why Robert hadn't been in charge in the first place because of his military standing. The reason for it was that Robert hadn't always been sane one could say. After losing his unit and his brother, he went a little haywire, lost his humanity. He regained it once the virus spread, giving him hope again to really survive, trying to help and make a difference. If it wasn't for Bruce finding him in the woods, then he would have never made it this far. Guess the man had some good in him, though it wasn't all that visible. 

But back to the present. As the militia were in position, they scouted out the entire area. They could see raiders roaming about the entrance yard, some around their parking lot, others walking in and out of the catacombs. Before giving the signal, Robert turned and faced all of his men, one by one. Each of them nodded with agreement that it was time to strike. So with Robert himself nodding, the unit revealed their weapons out of cover and began blasting. They weren't aimless, they were well trained. As the bullets blasted, raiders fell one by one. The ones not shot had taken cover, evading the bullets temporarily. And of course, they started to fire back at them. The sound of the lead clashing with the concrete echoed through the woods, giving signal to Daniel's group that it was time to strike. 

"Continue firing, take them down!" Robert called out. "If y'all wanna live, if y'all wanna survive, you've gotta fight for it! I'm talkin bout fightin! Right here! Right now!" The war had begun.