(Sorry I haven't posted in ages- I haven't been exactly able to think straight lately, what with me getting a new job and doing some revision and all. This one is a biggie- so I wanted to really make it worth it. If it went a tad too quick, my bad- I know you like RPing fluidly, so Nolan's end can still be played really well in this part.) "Well...for now at least. But when the mines go up, we'll be able to really light the fuckers up. I'll head down then." Andrew said, moving across the rooftop, as he made his way towards a ventilation shaft, and quickly withdrew his bag. He checked his harness, and quickly rigged up the rappel line, throwing it down before quickly putting it through his belay. He'd make a forward decent- it was quicker for now, and he was fully aware that while it wasn't exactly as controlled, it got the job done. Checking it, he stepped off the edge, heading down the side of the factory, as he was down in almost seconds, quickly in a position on the floor in the miserable and desolate industrial area. Running across towards the road, he pulled the two smallish mines out off his plate carrier, throwing them into a puddle where they'd be out of sight, but would still be fully functional, activating them. They could easily pierce through 40mm of solid metal- the little mines had a serious punch, and would annialate whatever was coming. The second mine was further down the road, and intended for another vehicle in the convoy- Andrew planned to detonate the first to disable the lead vehicle, stopping the convoy dead in it's tracks and giving Nolan the opportunity to shoot the target. If not, the second mine was a failsafe- if there was a third vehicle and it was in the right place, that was going to go up, but if the target car was on top of it, he'd hold off. Konstantin was a worthy shot- getting him would perhaps get some more intel, and Andrew knew that it had to be the case. Running back, Andrew knew he'd have to go up loosely, using a method of using the rope as a support. Reverse absailing, but it was a little tricker- he had to physically use the rope to climb. It seemed easy when you have no weight, but when there was a whole set of gear on you, and the rope was at best, not that thick, getting up was a pain. None the less, Andrew winced upwards, using his gloved hands and legs to progressively get up, feeling out of breath as he reached the top of the rope, clambering over and quickly shifting behind a ventilation shaft. "Mines are down. Now we wait. If you have a thermos up there, I envy the fuck out of you. You know the drill." -------------------------- Three Hours Later 0600 Hours The waiting was about to end. Andrew sat up, looking at the Mk18 in his hands, and the belay device from his harness, aware that he'd have to be lightening down there. The chaos and confusion was something he'd profit on, and he knew that Nolan would join him in that. "Fuck, I already hear them. How's it looking from your crow's nest?" Andrew asked, aware that they'd be just coming over the hill, and into the industrial park. Andrew got up, barely able to peek an eye on the convoy, keeping himself close to the vent, aware that it at least blocked the sightline. He saw the car in the middle, the Chevy that looked a little non-standard. It sat lower, it was probably armored up a little. But it was no MBT, it was just an SUV that had been reinforced against some small arms fire. The car at the front was just another SUV, though it rode a lot higher- it wasn't by any means armored, it was loose. Checking the detonator, the first click would get the first mine, the front, and the second the one at the back. Another vehicle, a lorry of some sorts, followed behind, and Andrew knew that if it had any munitions or weapons inside, that it could easily get very messy- though Andrew guessed that it wouldn't compromise or change the parameters. "Target is about 800m now. Fire on driver of second vehicle- I have solid confirmation that our fuckers are in this convoy. Ahmed is right behind the driver, could collateral it here." Andrew simply said, checking his weapon, and the detonator. The first vehicle was approaching the mine, and Nolan would shoot at any second...Andrew knew it was now or nothing. He couldn't tell if Nolan had shot the weapon, despite how loud and how obvious it was, but he could tell that the vehicle at the front was going to get some pain when he pulled the clacker. The mine ruptured entirely, the underside of the first vehicle almost completely torn apart as the vehicle was sent almost 10ft into the air, completely destroyed and onto it's roof, flattened like a pancake. Looking on, he saw the second vehicle, dead in it's movement, and knew that if Nolan hadn't of shot, this was it. Looking on, the seconds feeling like hours, Andrew watched the truck at the rear stop. And somehow, he didn't know what to feel, as it pulled literally on top of the second mine. Pulling it again, Andrew hoped this one wouldn't be too loud. The convoy was only 50m from him, and that put into scale how large this factory complex was in areas, if Nolan was 600m out on his perch. But when Andrew made that action, all hell unraveled. The rear of the truck made a huge bang, the entire container ripping apart as it almost choked the gap between the factory and another warehouse with flame and fire, Andrew coughing as he knew he had to move. It had been laden with explosives- he had no idea if the target had even survived that, or if anything was left. The area was full of dirt and dust, Andrew spitting as he ran to his Rappel rope, quickly threading the rope through as he dived down, kicking against a window and partially cracking it as he stopped halfway still on the side of the building, seeing a man sweep the area below him. Reading his Mk18, he shot a three round burst into the man, quickly taking him down, as he himself continued down the side of the factory, coming down hard but safe. "Nolan, don't ask, but if it moves and doesn't look like me, ventilate it. If Konstantin's alive, I'll get his sorry ass back to the RV where our vehicle is, and if not, then you get running brother." Andrew said, moving with a fast pace, as he moved to cover by the flaming first vehicle, sliding on the tarmac behind it, feeling the heat really kick against his bare eyes. Moving around the side, he shot another man that got out from the rear of the SUV, a bodyguard probably. Getting up, Andrew moved up, moving slowly and surely, yelling loudly. "Get on the fucking floor! Get the fuck out of the car, now!" He moved up, knowing that Nolan was watching this anarchy unfold. The second vehicle had several very, very large 12.7mm rounds in it, from a certain sniper, and the New Zealander on the ground wanted this fucker that was still in the back. Ahmed was long dead- and Andrew knew that the guards in the SUV, that had been sitting in the back, were trying to deal with the threat. Andrew opened the door slightly and shot into the legwell blindly, Konstantin yelling in agony as he shot at the window, then suddenly realizing in total futility that the windows were armored up, and Andrew had already shot him in the foot through the slightly opened hinge- which brought him to pass out. The flames were still kicking up from the truck behind, and Andrew knew that the smoke was fucking Nolan's shot, as he quickly double tapped Konstantin, with a rifle butt to the head to keep him out cold, before pulling the MP443 from his hands. "Okay Nolan, I got our guy, unconscious but not exactly . Going to make the search for intel, start the clock on reinforcements. Get down from that place, get to the car and bring it to the warehouse. I'll carry this sorry ass over there." Andrew added, looking over at Ahmed, or Fletcher, aware he had been ventilated well and proper. Looking over at his body, Andrew almost was sick at the size of the wound, as he searched his coat for intel. Pulling a set of documents out, he headed around to the front, opening the driver's door and pulling the first man out. Checking the glovebox, he found a goldmine- about three dossiers, and from the surface, they looked important., Taking them, he stashed them in his assault pack, before quickly moving back to Konstantin. "Haha, fucking goldmine here Nolan. Meet you there in three, I got to now haul this sonofabitch." He said, unstrapping his seatbelt before barely dragging him out of the car and onto his shoulder, doing a fireman's lift, as he carried him out, and towards where Andrew knew that Nolan would be waiting in the car. He kept his G17 handy in case anything went sour, as he kept moving, Konstantin a burden but something he could deal with, as he went through the abandoned factory to their Rendezvous. (This was just about to be posted when the guild went down, but then the aformentioned happened. This scenario will be wrapped up very soonish, though you can make a lengthy post if you'd like on your end too.)