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Post by Light on Oct 21, 2013 21:42:45 GMT
"That's the spirit Walker!" Sykes grinned: "We don't take out Donovan. Wound him only if you're certain you'll get a non-fatal hit, otherwise, aim for his guards and take them out. All expendable bar Donovan himself, got it?" he said, as they neared their destination.
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Post by Tonks on Oct 21, 2013 22:00:48 GMT
"Yessir." Walker loaded his rifle and set it as steadily as he could pointing out of the car. He stared down the sight as they approached and two guards became visible. He took the first out in an instant and he fell to the ground. He aimed for the second.
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Post by Light on Nov 1, 2013 21:03:23 GMT
Keeping the car as level as possible so that the other two could shoot reasonably at the guards, Sykes drove them onwards towards their targets: "Anytime you want to start!" he grinned at Frost: "I almost feel a little worried when I can't hear the sound of you spraying bullets all over the place!"
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Post by PenguinNinja on Nov 1, 2013 21:44:36 GMT
"Ha!" She laughed. "No worries," she shoved the barrel of her gun out of the open window. "I'll be shooting in no time." Her eyes found several warm bodies down the sights, she wrapped her finger around the trigger and let off a burst of bullets that sent a small handful of men to the ground.
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Post by Tonks on Nov 1, 2013 22:07:04 GMT
"Sir! Donovan spotted! I have a clear shot on his leg he's hiding behind that gate!" Walker was almost excited to take the shot, but wanted to make sure he was given the order before he took it.
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Post by Light on Nov 2, 2013 19:46:56 GMT
"Then take him." Sykes pulled the car into position as they approached what was left of the guards behind the remains of their cover: "We'll wrap this up quickly." as he spoke, now that the guards had been taken out in the hail of gunfire, the police who had been facing them before Section 20 had arrived were moving up as well.
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Post by Tonks on Nov 3, 2013 21:52:34 GMT
As soon as he received the order, Walker fired. He saw the target fall to the floor and cradle his leg. "Target hit and injured, sir."
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Post by Light on Nov 3, 2013 22:35:00 GMT
"Good shooting Walker." Sykes pulled over, opening the door of the car and drawing his pistol: "Don't even try it!" he ran over to Donovan and booted the gun lying next to the other man far away from him: "Walker, check their car. Frost, cuff him." he ordered, training his gun on Donovan.
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Post by PenguinNinja on Nov 3, 2013 22:43:03 GMT
Frost did a quick sweep of the area with her rifle before she lowered it and shoved it to one side to pull out a set of plastic ties. "Oh Donny," she said as she grabbed his hands behind his back. "You've been a very naughty boy." She grinned in Sykes' direction like a child at Christmas and started to push him towards the car, being certain to knock his head on the frame. "Oops, my bad. Sorry about that. In you go."
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Post by Tonks on Nov 3, 2013 22:49:00 GMT
Walker left his rifle in the car and pulled out his pistol; he wasn't as comfortable with close-range shooting but orders were orders. He checked the seats of the car for passengers. "All clear, sir."
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Post by Light on Nov 10, 2013 21:55:20 GMT
"Careful with the Prisoner Frost." Sykes said in mock surprise: "We don't want to damage him." he took a quick glance around at the damage from the firefight: "Not if he's cooperative at least."
Donovan had already been swearing at them in Africaans, and simply got louder when Frost whacked his head on the doorframe.
"Then we're done." Sykes motioned to Walker to join him: "Frost, explain our offer to Mr Donovan. He has until I get back to the car to decide." he said to her: "Walker, get on the comm to Emmerson, tell him we have Donovan. I have to go speak with our help." he started towards the Police forces.
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Post by PenguinNinja on Nov 10, 2013 22:31:27 GMT
She chuckled. "Sure thing Sykes." Frost climbed into the backseat of the car with Donovan. She pulled the door shut and pulled out her side arm, gave it a wave in his direction before she settled it on her knee, the muzzle pointed at him. "You got a choice to make. Play nice and you'll be able to live in one piece."
She tilted her head to one side. "On the other hand, eating food through a tube sure isn't appealing in anyway." A smile was shoved onto her features and she wriggled her brows. "What do we say? Nice? Or not nice?" And she tapped the trigger.
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Post by Light on Nov 11, 2013 21:32:57 GMT
"So I take it you have some sort of deal to offer? Otherwise I'd be dead." Donovan replied to Frost, raising an eyebrow: "I'm a businessman; I didn't come out here to be beaten by soldiers and dumped in some crude backwater hospital, or worse. I don't get paid enough to bleed." he said: "What are your terms?"
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Post by PenguinNinja on Nov 11, 2013 21:46:08 GMT
She smirked. "We ask questions. You answer. Honestly." She clucked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "Otherwise my finger may slip."
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Post by Light on Nov 17, 2013 21:28:17 GMT
"Better than a bullet." Donovan said, then cursed once more in his native tongue: "Ask away." he said through gritted teeth.
Sykes, meanwhile, was going through the usual diplomatic motions, chatting with the helpful local police, and directing them to tell their bosses to speak to his boss if they needed more information. That was Emmerson's job.
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