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Juggernauts (BigPapaBelial and kingkonrad) IC

Carl scanned slowly to the right, his backscatter xray pulsing as it sought out even the smallest bit of Zara. He slowly scanned with just his head, not wanting to move and cause any background noise that might mask the approach of the sword wielding almost ninja like woman who has them trapped in this room. He tucked the butt of his LMG up tight into his shoulder, closely watching. He could hear that Jenny was a little freaked out after the attack that nearly got her. But there was just too many things to worry about right now. She'd be fine for now. He breathed out quietly into his radio, "Nothing on the scanner. Either she's just outside my scan distance, or she isn't being picked up."

Victor scanned the room as well, his light cannon blazing away any shadows he looked at. He kept his shotguns raises but didn't sweep the room, instead just keeping them prepared. He murmured softly, "Where are you...you're good...very good, but not spectacular...you don't know what to do, do you?" He turned his visor mode over to thermal seeing movement and turning his body to face it. A shred of red, within a mass of blue. Robes...a mask over a face...and a section of face. His light highlighted the woman who had been hiding against a pillar. Like a dear in a headlight. She started to move, unnaturally fast. Victor pulled the triggers, hollering, "There!" Carl turned seeing the movement and opened fire as well. his own rounds leaving impact craters on the pillar and floor as he hard tracked on Zara's motion.

Zara for her part darted off trying to get out of that stream of bright light, but the giant who used it is steady aim with that light. Tracking her close. She darted quickly behind another pillar getting her some cover. But those two that were firing on her had he pinned, bracketing her in. Victor looked to Natalie, motioning for her and the others to move up and around while Carl and he kept Zara pinned. There would be no way Zara could move without getting picked off by either of the two firing on her. And the others could move and get into a position too take her out.

Juggernauts (BigPapaBelial and kingkonrad) IC

Victor turned slowly on the spot, scanning the room. As he did Carl reached up and placed his hand on the giants shoulder, "Hold on man..." He took a step forward, pulling out his combat knife, reaching forward and set the blade against a strange line of light that just seemed to run wrong as it passed in front of them. As he touched the line with his blade a snap-hiss cracked out. And the tip of Carl's knife sheered off as that line, which appeared to be a taut line of thin steel wire snapped away, causing a pillar nearby to produce a deep, thin cut appear in it.

It was Victor who said it though, "She's trapped the room." Carl looked at his knife curiously, checking out the almost clean cut on the carbon knife, "And here I thought that only happened in movies." He looked closely, counting the lines that Zara had strung up between these two pillars alone. "Four...five...seven...nine...twelve....eighteen...thirty four..." He chuckled, "I think this trap was meant for someone big like you or Natalie Vic...there are enough filament lines in there to maybe cut you into a few pieces there. If one line cut my knife, who knows what it would have done to you."

Nearby Zara snarled, they had spied one of her traps. She let out a soft bark of annoyance. And didn't see it when Victor began to scan again. The light playing right across where she hid, and silhouetted her for a brief moment. Carl who was following the light, bark, "There!" And without thinking opens fire with his LMG spraying the piece of rock Zara hid behind with round. Zara ducking, cursing and hunkering down even forth when Victor joined in with his shotguns the modified Raufoss rounds punching craters in the stone.

Zara waited, the amount of fire kicking up stone dust clouds and debris, during a particularly thick moment of dust she darted away, making a long loop, and tried to come up on their left. The play of gun fire and spark of muzzle flash making it look like she is moving in slow motion in the darkness as she approached, sword raised high, making a play for the smaller woman. To draw first blood.

Task Force Zero: A Special Forces RP

So...umm...well then.

Where are we going here?

Task Force Zero: A Special Forces RP

Finally posted!

Hope it works. Really like the stuff going on over with Bravo.

Task Force Zero: A Special Forces RP

Oh he held on alright. Fingers in the rigging along the side of the boat. Making sure he had a tight grip, not wanting to go flying. The trip in was simple enough following orders, helping to pull the boat up onto shore so it would get away on them. He loaded a magazine into his rifle once they were in hostile territory. Standard procedure through the foliage, he took up his position on the left, rifle tucked to his shoulder, using the sight on it to scan the trees, as much as his own eyes. Keeping pace, scanning his arcs as they went. He switched to NV as it got steadily darker. His single lens NVG not quite as good as the Panoramic view rigs others had, but until he has time to upgrade it will do.

He froze on the halt command. Then hit the ground on command as well. Instinct kicking in. He edged abit to his left, and pushed some foliage aside. And there they were. Two patrolling OpFor. He brought his rifle forward, sighting on one just in case. But didn't engage when the order came to let them go. He kept his target sighted though the whole time. As they disappeared he rolled a little, letting out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. He pushed his NVGs up and looked over at Merlin as he gave orders and his observations. He nodded his understanding.

He got to his knees, covering Merlin's run across the path. Waited, looking left and right quick to make sure there are no surprises, quickly snapped his NVGs down and then ran across the open section as well once he knew Merlin is covering him. Back into the cover of the foliage he automatically took up position to watch their back six, sweeping his rifle around, he had his suppressor for it tucked into a pouch, but hadn't immediately thought to screw it on. As they made their way through the forest, he made sure to keep his eyes open.

He growled softly, pushing his NVGs up with all the glare from the lights in the base. He waited for Merlin to slide down the slope, getting into his position then lopped over and down another section of the slope, rolling into a bush, going prone and peeking through the leaves. He scanned the base from where they are, counting bodies, counting gear, kit and hardware, "Blacktail here, Warrant Officer, I see your fifteen and raise you another nine,atleast. There by those tents, and again by those crates." He carefully reached into a pouch on his belt, bringing out his suppressor, screwing it on, making sure it's attached, just in case, that extra few seconds of a suppressed weapon may just give them the time to get out clean. He looked over at Merlin just as he looked at him and nodded. He kept watch on the base while his NCOIC radioed their findings.

He followed the path of the truck as it rolled in, and he sighted in on it through his C79 sight, "Shiny, new and sparkling Warrant Officer. What the hell is it though?" He kept sighted in on it, just to see what happens, licking his lips curiously, "Quiet work is for Spooks..." he murmured softly. He shifted abit, looked up then quickly darted over to a clump of exceptionally tall grass to his right, getting a better view onto those crates. just as someone popped one open. He sighted in again, then signalled to Merlin, "Wizard, the crates look!" In them were sparkling, shiny, fresh off the forge more then likely rifles, stamped in the M4 style, with all the base bells and whistles, "Looks like they're upgrading. Untraceable, unclaimed weapons, if you want to do wetwork, or cause trouble, and need to make it look like you were never there. Drop something like that, and you're green." He shook his head, wishing he had also brought a digital camera to take note of this. he looked to his NCOIC, "What do you think? Can't make a move this close without being seen by something. Too many eyes." He was with his commander at this point, this OP is beginning to stink. He sighted back in on the other crates watching as one by one, more weapons are revealed, enough to arm a Squad at the least with new M4 rifles.

Lost but not Alone

Sorry man!

Take care! Hope to see you around again!

Juggernauts (BigPapaBelial and kingkonrad) IC

It started quietly. Victor and Carl had relinked up with the main force and they started making their way deeper into the installation. Small groups of fighters were encountered, fighting to protect their leaders deeper down inside the mountain. So when a BlueSword merc went missing, no one immediately noticed. In the act of clearing a room, and Carl backscattering the room to make sure there were no surprises. IT was then, that the man vanished, no one heard the slide of steel hissing from a scabbard. No one saw the curved scimitar blade whipping out. The lash of the blade across the man's chest, the honed steel whispered through the mans vest and cut him open, just a few drops of blood landing on the floor. And somehow the petite woman carried the body out of sight.

It wasn't immediately apparent they had lost one, until they had lost about seven of the mercs. Carl turned to his little group of mercenary buddies who had attached themselves to him and was about to ask for a volunteer to take point on the next part when he quickly counted them. Narrowing his eyes. He asked quietly, "Where's Olez? And Navez?" he took a headcount. Then cued into his helmet mic so he's not speaking aloud and can only be heard by the group, "We may have a problem. We haven't lost anyone to a fire fight since the push into the fort. and I see four missing from my little squad here and I think we maybe another three down in the other squads. I think something's picking us off."

He looked ahead, as Victor, Natalie, Ross and Jenny turned around, and just behind them he saw a small shadow dart away. It was hard to see but it happened, he knew it did. He raised his LMG and was about to fire but Victor stepped in the way to see what he had saw. He swore softly, "It's quick that's for sure. If we kept moving past that point it would have jumped someone else." He turned his backscatter on really quickly to see if he could get an image of who ever just run off. But it was too little too late, "Fuck...okay if you have heat vision or something on your visors turn it on and scan every little nook and cranny we come across. Don't want to step on the officers toes, but we need to be watchful now." One of the mercs moved forward. And the only warning the juggernauts got was a tick and whirring sound before a near invisible set of wires hissed up, and bisected the merc into two pieces. Even Victor took a step back from that one.

Further into the mountain Zara growled, the Lieutenant had been observant. She hadn't set up anything big enough to hurt or kill one of the giants. She only had the time to string a pair of wires up before he had spotted the damage she had done. If he had been a little slower she might have been able to set something up to harm one of the giants. Put one of them out of commission perhaps. But it was not to be. At the moment she was putting together something that would seperate the heavily armored soldiers, the Juggernauts, from the lesser peons. She could deal with the lesser soldiers at her leisure once the heavy ones were done with. she looked at the passage into the room she's in. A wide and long room, barely lit. Perfect for her style of quick hit and run melee tactics. She tied off one last wire. Then disappeared into the shadows.

The Juggernauts lead the way. They were down deep now. likely in the very center of the mountain by now. It's Victor in the lead, shotgun loaded and facing forward. Followed close by Natalie just behind him with Ross, Carl and Jenny just a step behind them. Carl was facing behind them, as much watching the Mercs as he was watching their six. So he almost came face to face with the trap that is set for them. There's a click as someone in front of him trips something. And he jumps backwards, thumping against Ross, pushing him forward against Natalie's ass. And it's a damn good thing he did as the roof slab of the tunnel entrance into the large dark room swings down and a few tons of stone slam down behind it.

Victor turns, a light cannon on his helmet blazing into light, highlighting the collapse. Carl steadies himself, murmuring an apology to his commanding officer. Then turns his backscatter xray on. Getting a pulse quickly, "We just walked into a trap didn't we?" There's a burst of static when the ranking NCO in the mercs calls forward, "Path is blocked. We'll see if we can find a way around. Stay alive!" Carl scans about carefully. Reading the pulses from his backscatter, "I want to go on record that I don't like this." Exercising his right to gripe.

It's faint though but atleast Natalie and Jenny would be able to hear a faint hiss. It's not gas, or air. It's the hiss someone makes when they want to appear menacing. The voice that the person makes is strangely disembodied, "I have you now. I am Zara daughter of Zara. Your deaths are mine to give."

Victor nods, "Okay...this ought to be fun." He swings his light cannon around, that high power flashlight scanning the room, where it doesn't reach there are still deep pools of darkness. The pillars around the room also casting deep shadows and pools of darkness. Carl hrms, "Well...I don't want to sound like an utter nerd...but I think we stumbled into a boss fight somehow..." He makes a quick brass check to make sure he's loaded. And keeps his backscatter going as he scans the room, following the path of Victors high power flashlight.

Task Force Zero: A Special Forces RP

The rest of the ride was mostly Tyler checking his equipment to make sure everything is in place. When they boarded the Zodiac's he placed himself in a position where he could quickly straddle one side of the boat so he could be in a position to cover an angle of their approach. By the time they were approaching their insertion point he'd pulled his tactical glasses down to shield from any spray, and was laying over the gunwale of the Zodiac, rifle pointed ahead scanning their arrival point.

He followed his squad leaders lead. It's the only thing he could do until such time as they were told to attack, or beat a retreat. He kept his gaze off in the direction he had been assigned, making sure no one crept up on them as they moved into position.

He's an NCO, he actually works for a living. And CBRN specialist at that. Quite a few people in the unit outranked him and the Corporals and privates beneath him. He didn't feel at all alone in the unit thanks to this. Either way he was just glad to do this part in this situation. And hoped to the creator he didn't have to resort to his specialty anytime soon.

Task Force Zero: A Special Forces RP

Yeah let them go NPC for now. If they come back then they can jump back in. At the risk of being a little behind in the story.

Task Force Zero: A Special Forces RP

Oh yes actually. Quite willing to remain on. I can make a fluff post if you like. Don't think it will be very long or add much to the situation.

In my opinion we really do need to move on to the main objective here. Keep it alive with some modicum of action.
This is where these types RPs bog down, the in between parts.
Still totally willing to stick on and keep going though.