Fall from Grace

[Sir Keshav IV]

Message to the UMS:

We have been asked to help the situation in Acca Dacca. This is just a friendly reminder so that your soldiers don't kill PRC soldiers. All PRC soldiers shall be wearing read arm bands.

Elsewhere:

The 61st Light Infantry Regiment and the 12th Armored division started moving south into Acca Dacca. Totally 3,500 troops and 200 Armored tanks was the initial force sent in by the PRC.

OOC: Ill get into player RP of various soldiers in my army soon.

Edited April 10, 2010 by Sir Keshav IV

[SpacingOutMan]

[quote name='Sir Keshav IV' date='10 April 2010 - 10:19 AM' timestamp='1270909167' post='2255475']
Message to the UMS:

We have been asked to help the situation in Acca Dacca. This is just a friendly reminder so that your soldiers don't kill PRC soldiers. All PRC soldiers shall be wearing read arm bands.

Elsewhere:

The 61st Light Infantry Regiment and the 12th Armored division started moving south into Acca Dacca. Totally 3,500 troops and 200 Armored tanks was the initial force sent in by the PRC.

OOC: Ill get into player RP of various soldiers in my army soon.
[/quote]

[quote]
To PRC,

Very well then, this is acceptable. We have a base in northern Acca Dacca should you find yourself in need of a staging post. We will be glad to aid you in any way. We are currently defending major power lines and generators built by the UMS, along with attempting to evacuate people out of East Laos and take back Bangkok.
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[Sir Keshav IV]

[quote] TO UMS,

What about a joint operation in Bangkok. Possibly drop our troops by air in the middle of the night and work our way while the rebels least expected it? [/quote]

[Kevin Kingswell]

[quote]
To: All friendly participants.
Message: To all friendly forces now attempting to secure peace and control in Acca Dacca this is the Nova Sol Terra defense minister Natasha speaking. As of now all eastern Nova Sol Terra bases are open to your forces for refit and rearming. As we are the closest to the actual Acca Dacca border we felt we could be of great help to you. We will not however, be engaging in any actions against any forces in Acca Dacca itself. Natasha out.[/quote]

[Acca Dacca]

"CONTACT!"

Lucas dove behind a groove in the wall where a monument was stationed. He ducked his head as he watched bullets dig craters into the monument. The clanging made him frightful of ricochets. Suddenly, the eruption of gun fire ceased.

He ducked his head out just to see the door close from afar.

"they are gaurding that one awefully well..."


He looked over to the other soldiers with him.

"We arent getting anywhere sitting here. Lets take this god damn post. YOU! Get an RPG on that door."

He walked up to Richard, looking for a wound.

"Can you fight? I'm going to need you up there..."

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Blue Section:

One man had hidden himself in the shadows, and had gotten for enough to see officers talking. He looked at them, gripped his golf club tight, and tossed it a distance at them screaming profanities.

[SpacingOutMan]

Tommy pointed to himself and chuckled. [i]"Well !@#$ sir, I can do better than some cheap $@! RPG.[/i] He quickly unhooked a grenade launcher from his bag. After quickly loading a round into it, he shouted, [i]"This is the XM209 launcher. Top of the line or some !@#$. High explosive charge and !@#$. !@#$@#$ blow these $%&@ers away!"[/i] Bringing it up to his shoulder, he aimed it, cocked the safety, and pulled back on the trigger. Not even a moment later an explosion consumed the space, throwing bodies mid air.

Richard, in a daze from all the smoke, looked up to Lucas and responded, [i]"Yea, I'm good. They must be retards if they think this !@#$ will just fall apart with a single shot."[/i] Shrugging off the pain, he got up and kept unloading his clip on the room despite the plume of flames.

Edited April 11, 2010 by SpacingOutMan

[Acca Dacca]

10:22 PM

Lucas ducked under his covering fire, as he barrelrolled to the side of the front door. He lifted his automatic above his head and emptied it into the room, swaying it from left to right. He motioned to Tommy and Richard to run down the side (Keep in mind that this building has rooms featured in the middle of a long corridor) and to clear the back entrance. Lucas held his position and made his way to the staircase to quickly climb up it to clear the room with the two at the other door. They smashed the door in, and emptied two rounds into each wounded target. They looked at the destruction around the room. It was sad that a room such as the Phra Si Rattana Chedi had seen such a mess. Lucas called the other spec op guys in.

“I’m going to take the room to our right, the one behind you two is all yours.”

He tapped one of the guys with a shotgun on the shoulder.

“You’re coming with me.”

He clicked his ear piece and said aloud,

“Humvee three, report. How’s outside coming along? Do you have a landing sight for a helicopter cleared?”

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Ava twiddled her thumbs for a moment before speaking again. She was in no place to make demands, but she needed to make something clear.

"I also ask that the lease you have given Novak encompass something on mainland Asia. If that is at all possible it would greatly be appreciated. I have no problem inviting a Novakian to this Video chat to discuss this issue, until you arrive here."

[lutai]

(OOC:im out of hospital and ok Acca Dacca we will just retcon the posts I made for TNEOK entering Acca Dacca to support them ok.)

[Acca Dacca]

OOC: Lutai, unless you wish to have them immediately meet in Bangkok, we're going to need support outside the castle, and you can also get in a cross fire that I can RP in Bangkok.

Edited April 11, 2010 by Acca Dacca

[iKrolm]

[b]Blue Section:[/b]

The truck skidded to a halt just meters from the gate, but far from a breaking the rebels' spirit it seemed to revitalize them: they charged at the Selenarctan soldiers, some firing at the soldiers, some firing wildly into the air, some a bit of both. They attacked the fence and gate with a vengeance, smashing it down with sledge hammers where they could, cutting the barbed wire and climbing over where they couldn't.

"Fire at will! If they're this side of the fence, I want them dead!" Valdés shouted over the tumult, crouching and firing his rifle into the advancing horde of men. Doubtful that any of the men heard heard his shout, but they fired anyway dropping men left and right, tracer rounds from the M240s providing a brief eerie red light before disappearing into falling bodies.

Valdés emptied three clips and all five grenades from his pulse rifle into the rebels but they just kept coming. Off to his right, a molotov cocktail landed on one of the machine-guns, silencing it. $%&/, Valdés slotted another clip into his rifle, firing to the left, then to the right, then the last two rounds into the chest of a man who'd appeared out of nowhere in front of him. The rounds threw the rebel man back but momentum kept him moving forward as he fell, landing sprawled over backwards at Valdés' feet.

Valdés stared down at the dead man for the longest second of his life before a bullet zipped past his ear cracking into the concrete behind him, snapping him back into the present. Another man was charging at him with a sledge hammer; without a thought Valdés threw down the emptied pulse rifle, drew his Kampilan, parried the poorly-aimed sledge hammer and sliced the man's trachea open leaving a trail of blood spraying back into Valdés' face and eyes from the gaping wound.

He hardly noticed the blood, advancing into the rushing crowd of rebels like a fox into a flock of geese, slashing and slicing at anyone in range until out of nowhere a bullet slammed into his helmet, glancing off but leaving the helmet ringing like a gong and Valdés falling to the ground.

Valdés tried to rise but couldn't, consciousness seemed to be leaving him but he couldn't be sure. He also couldn't be sure he heard, then saw, the clacking treads of BXIIs rumbling up from the direction of the ships, driving the crowd back with great arcs of fire pouring out of their guns as the street beyond where the fence used to stand dissolved into rubble. Or so he seemed to remember after waking up in the medical bay on the SS Jacinto.

[SpacingOutMan]

[quote name='Acca Dacca' date='10 April 2010 - 10:21 PM' timestamp='1270952498' post='2256018']
10:22 PM

Lucas ducked under his covering fire, as he barrelrolled to the side of the front door. He lifted his automatic above his head and emptied it into the room, swaying it from left to right. He motioned to Tommy and Richard to run down the side (Keep in mind that this building has rooms featured in the middle of a long corridor) and to clear the back entrance. Lucas held his position and made his way to the staircase to quickly climb up it to clear the room with the two at the other door. They smashed the door in, and emptied two rounds into each wounded target. They looked at the destruction around the room. It was sad that a room such as the Phra Si Rattana Chedi had seen such a mess. Lucas called the other spec op guys in.

“I’m going to take the room to our right, the one behind you two is all yours.”

He tapped one of the guys with a shotgun on the shoulder.

“You’re coming with me.”[/quote]

The man simply grunted and discarded his used clip. [i]"One sec..."[/i] he prompted as he reached inside his bag and took out two spherical devices. [i]"Yo, Richy!"[/i] he shouted, catching Richard's attention. He threw the ball over toward Richard in a tall arc, allowing him to catch it easily. [i]"And sir, take one too."[/i]

He quickly zipped up his bag and readjusted the straps. In the background, Richard clicked a small button on the side and slowly cracked the door. He let the device roll into the room and announced, [i]"Sensor mine feed up. Moving in. Erik, don't die. We need your techy $@!."[/i]

Smiling, Erik finally got up and wiped the sweat from his brows. [i]"Alright sir, following your lead."[/i] His hand slapped a clip into the feed of his assault rifle and clicked his holographic sight back on.

[quote]He clicked his ear piece and said aloud,

“Humvee three, report. How’s outside coming along? Do you have a landing sight for a helicopter cleared?”
[/quote]

[i]"Holding our own. Humvee two was salvageable. One man knocked out, two can't !@#$@#$ walk, and the fourth... !@#$, Tim is one crazy mother $%&@er. We have a crowd of militants coming in from down the street and they are opening fire on our @#$%. !@#$@#$ !@#$%^&* got us pinned down. Once we get the MK-47 all up though, we should be able to hold for another 15 minutes at the least. Support is inbound with an ETA of 13 minutes. FB-22s are..."[/i] A roar of supersonic engines caused the radio to crackle a bit, but the transmission slowly came back, [i]"... well !@#$@#$ damn, the FB-22s just cleared us a path."[/i]

Edited April 11, 2010 by SpacingOutMan

[Acca Dacca]

[b]11:12 PM, Blue Section[/b]

The Blue Section didnt quieet down that night as from outside the fence, the people of the town took their pockshots at unsuspecting gaurds with live rounds or a rock or two. Then, it went eerily quiet. They realized that these soldiers werent there to invade, they were there to hold. They waited just outside the gate. Something was going to come out...

...or something was going to go in...

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Lucas quietly arranged a small explosive on the double door. He backed up, looked at the spec ops soldier with the shotgun, put him in front of a door, and stood behind him. He detonated the explosive, knocking the lock off the door, and the shotgunner kicked the double doors in. They scrambled to face each way, looking for any spec ops. Nothing, Lucas reached for his ear piece again, before feeling the slight pain on his ankle. He was glad he took that last step otherwise the soldier underneathe the table would have gotten his Achillies. The man rolled to his side and drew his pistol, aiming for either Lucas or the other soldier. both ducked, Lucas using his foot to kick the table, hitting the soldier in the throat. The shotgunner, turned, and shot a round into the chest of the aggressor. The room went still as Lucas kept his gun on the target. The shotgunner stood up, removed the pistol from the downed soldier. Lucas sat up and removed to his backpack to wrap his leg as the shotgunner checked the back door. Lucas peered out the doorway to see what Tommy and Richard were up to.

[Maelstrom Vortex]

In Pnom Penh and in Hanoi two separate groups of Dragon Cultist men, members of the Faith of Dreams, watch as the cities they reside in are slowly starting to turn into disorderly messes. In each city there's more or less 180 members of the faith in these groups. This rebellion is against everything they believe in. They believe Governments or even Cultures are living entities.. so any disorder.. any rebellion.. is practically a cancer on a living being as far as they are concerned. After reaching consensus among themselves, each of the groups go to their local police station where they offer their services in police and riot control duties as volunteers.

The police departments are quite suprised at the offer of support in such a situation because of how dangerous the task will be, but the cultists are given uniforms, riot control shields, and are given temporary deputations as law enforcement officers for the country of Acca Dacca. They march into the districts where the riots are occurring and begin a concerted effort at battling the mobs and restoring order.

A curfew is announced and people are ordered back into their homes and businesses or they face arrest. Atop their normal uniforms around each of their left arms is a solitary red band with a threaded oriental golden dragon sewn into it.

Edited April 11, 2010 by Maelstrom Vortex

[Acca Dacca]

Some listen, others press on. The retreating Oceanic peoples flee to the ports, showing IDs and that their hands only carry luggage. Behind them stand the rioters cheering their departure. At the call of the police, some stand where they are, shouting profanity at the oncoming riot control. One such incident called for a man running with a baseball bat and attempting to swing it over the shields of the riot control. From windows, garbage is thrown down at the officers.

[Maelstrom Vortex]

The riot police form a phalanx. In response to the attempts to hack at them with bats and the hurling of garbage.. tear gas is fired back at opened windows and at the rioters who are being exceedingly violent. Rubber bullet guns are prepped in case it gets any worse.

The formation moves carefully and drags some of the more belligerent protesters within the shields where they're subdued; sometimes with the police using batons, then cuffed, and hauled off to paddy wagons to be taken to the local jails for disturbing the peace, inciting the riot, and being a public nuisance. In some rare cases of the more violent types the rioters were charged with assaulting officers with deadly weapons.

Edited April 11, 2010 by Maelstrom Vortex

[iKrolm]

OOC: Who's got the refugee boats?

[Sir Keshav IV]

The 61st Light Infantry Regiment and the 12th Armored Division moved into the provinces of Cao Bang and Ha Giang. The 21st Heavy Infantry Regiment got ready for moving in within the next two days.

The 61st Light Infantry Regiment was divided into Cao Bang and Ha Giang Battalions. These two battalions compromised of 1300 soldiers, while 400 Medical Corps was sent along. The Armored Division accompanied both set of troops into these provinces.

[i] Pvt Chen: Man I hope this doesn't last to long. I am god damn tired moving from Gansu to Sichuan then to Baskan and now into Vietnam. Why can't the military command send different set of troops. Especially in these conditions how the hell are we going to have any advantage? We don't know anything of this region.

Captain Jiechi: Pvt, keep your mouth shut. Such speech can get you court Marshalled. Be careful of what you speak of, we are the best trained army in the world. Over light infantry regiment is the most decorated in Chinese history. How dare you doubt our victory? Keep marching. You are accompanying the 1st Cao Bang Battalion, 6th Company under my lead. If I hear of such talk again I shall personally see to it you be court Marshalled and sent to the gallows. [/i]

The Chinese soldiers spoke on loudspeakers asking the rebels to put down their weapons and live peacefully or else be killed.

[iamthey]

*Private*

Thomas Devereaux monitored the situation in Acca Dacca closely. He would be ready to respond it the need arose.

[Acca Dacca]

OOC: SpacingOutMan is gaurding the naval units off shore with escorts to Oceanic territories. These boats will be headed to Borneo. Inland, riot police by Mael are holding off violent citizens.

iKrolm, you will be gaurding the ports to allow safe passage for the spec ops in this mission. I will let you in further as the story develops.


IC: The need to assist fell on deaf ears, as the government of Acca Dacca either remained in hiding, or had been silenced by the rebels. However, Ava, although only a citizen, was grateful for their desire to help.


The Chinese soldiers witnessed the bravado of the Acca Daccan citizens. Unaware of the deal made by Ava, they struck the soldiers with guns, melee weapons, rocks or anything they could get ahold of. Town militia in the provinces of Cao Bang and Ha Giang rose up to meet the threat, angering the lands even further. Some of the more weaker minded supporters ran to their homes and tended to their families. However, the hate for the marching soldiers remained in the fact that they would threaten citizen eith death.

[Sir Keshav IV]

The loudspeakers continued," Put down your arms, we are here on a request for stabilizing this region. No more violence, let us move through peacefully.

[i]Captain Jiechi: Sir more bullets and rocks are being thrown. Pvt. Jackie is injured sir, she is not critical but needs to be sent home for treatment. The soldiers are itching to unload their weapons in revenge of what has happened. It will be hard to control them any longer sir.

Lt.Col Bingde: Control them Captain. If we do return fire, I shall have you burnt at the stake I tell you! Do not return fire for another 30 minutes. Let us see what their reply to our ultimatum is, otherwise unload the tanks. I don't want our soldiers wasting ammunition just yet. Kill all the men in the villages if they fight. If any of our soldiers misbehaves with women in any of the provinces, you have permission to kill him on the spot. Is that clear?

Captain Jiechi: Yes sir! [/i]

[lutai]

[quote name='Acca Dacca' date='11 April 2010 - 03:55 AM' timestamp='1270954526' post='2256055']
OOC: Lutai, unless you wish to have them immediately meet in Bangkok, we're going to need support outside the castle, and you can also get in a cross fire that I can RP in Bangkok.
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OOC:alright im good with that,come in chat if you can so we can get this done.

[Acca Dacca]

OOC: I guess you wont.

IC: As the sausage slaughter continued in the North, Bangkok was still riddled with Anarchy.

"Tommy, Richard, report."

Silence. Lucas nudged the shotgunner as he made his way to the back door of the room that they were currently in. He opened it to feel a breeze. Outside. The door led to passage outside. Finally, Lucas figured it out. This guy was being airlifted out, why the hell would he be inside. He checked his time, he had about a half hour before they lost their chance at killing this King. He signalled to the shotgunner to move out. Tommy and Richard were on their own.
...

They approached what was seen as two trailers stuck together. It was the used as a closet and storage space before, but the former Queen decorated it into heer little camping cabin. The outside was metal tin can look, but the inside was a lavish, decorated two bedroom suite made for a Queen....or in this case, a King.

Inbetween them and the trailers was a courtyard, decorated with brick walls with plants growing n either side. At each of the corners was a statue of the former rulers of Indochina. The courtyard was leveled to give it more dimensions, with it starting high, going down three levels, and then coming back up in the center. A fountain was placed in the middle to complete the picture. Lucas heard it first, and pushed the shotgunner out of the way. The wall in front of them hissed as a bullet penetrated its brick layers. Sniper.

"Get down!"

The 50 cal rouunds were enough to bring any vest to its knees, twice over. It would go through the vest, through you, and go through the vest again. Lucas and his spec ops member jumped the wall and hugged the ground as the yard went silent.

Lucas got on the radio, but it went static, he picked up his pistol, and screamed,

"RICHARD, TOMMY, GET THE $%&@ OUT HERE!"

He fired a clip into the air to signal his position. Now all he could do is wait as he had nothing that could suppress the sniper at the moment.

[Kevin Kingswell]

As they had stated Nova Sol Terra were going to remain out of the civil war that seemed to have brewed up in Acca Dacca and they had recieved no reply to their offer of assistance so those nearby bases had their personal stood down into normal conditions. However, what the citizens nor the government knew was that a black ops division of the military had sent in a team by helicopter to recon and investigate the cause of the conflict and secondly to locate the leaders of either side and either assist or eliminate them.

The team was small but highly trained and heavily equipped, they were the best trained soldiers in the Nova Sol Terra military and had been given the best equipment. Carrying silenced G3 assault rifles and silenced MP5 sub machine guns they were fully prepared to silently deal with any hostile forces encountered. Each team member also had a pair of frag grenades, a single smoke grenade and a two way radio transmitter along with night vision goggles for any engagements at night.

The UH-60 blackhawk helicopter flew in following the contours of the ground to try and avoid any enemy radar detection though with the nation's current state of affairs it was doubtful anyone would catch them. They had selected the capital as their first target of choice and the helicopter dropped the team off just outside the suburbs. The six special forces soldiers gathered together before heading into the back garden of what seemed to be an empty home whilst the helicopter left.

Whether the house was empty or not they didn't know but they hoped that for the owners sake that it was. After all they couldn't leave any witnesses alive.

[SpacingOutMan]

[quote name='Acca Dacca' date='12 April 2010 - 11:11 AM' timestamp='1271085058' post='2257349']
IC: As the sausage slaughter continued in the North, Bangkok was still riddled with Anarchy.
"RICHARD, TOMMY, GET THE $%&@ OUT HERE!"
[/quote]

Static brushed through the intercom system as a voice tried getting through. [i]"The $%&@ is going on..."[/i] Richard muttered as he motioned to the third man, Ranger. [i]"I want you to clear the roofs. I ain't !@#$@#$ going out in the open and get my $@! shot, ya hear?"[/i]

Simply nodding, Ranger immediately dropped to the floor and placed his XM-8 to the side. Uncapping the strap on his back, he flipped over a M95 sniper rifle and released the bipod stand. Placing it gently on the floor, he took out a clip from his satchel and slammed it into the gun's feed. [i]"For the Prefect..."[/i] he whispered as he pressed the socket of his eye on the scope.

[quote]
He fired a clip into the air to signal his position....[/quote]

Tommy bolted to the doorway and tried to get a bearing on where the firing was coming from. [i]"The $%&@... I thought Erik and the Acca Daccan were covering that way? !@#$."[/i]

Through years of experience, many more than Tommy, Richard knew better. Shaking his head, he replied, [i]"No, something is up. He was firing to catch our attention. The channel is $%&@ed though, so we can't hear jack !@#$. Assuming the worst, either these !@#$@#$ fascist got a tank pushing through, automatic fire, or a sniper team. Now, the likelihood of there being a tank and us not know about it is, well, !@#$%^&*. And if you listen, there ain't no HMG fire. Conclusion? It's a !@#$@#$ sniper. How's it looking Ranger?"[/i]

[i]"Movement on the upper roof. Six targets, two prime. Switching to 12x optics,"[/i] he coldly reported as he switched the bearings on his optics scope. He quickly glanced over to Tommy who was already crouched down unzipping his bag and pulling out his grenade launcher.

[i]"Ranger, you take your first shot, I'll follow up with a grenade from that window across the room."[/i]

Richard unzipped his bag as well and replaced his current XM-8 magazine with a clip of FMJ bullets. Once it was secure in the feed, he tweaked his optics scope and adjusted it for 4x optics. [i]"Alright, Tommy, take that right window. Right when you hear Ranger fire, launch on those $%&@ers. I'll follow up with a few canister shots and a round of bullets so they don't fire back. Don't press the windows... don't know how many snipers we got out there. On your mark Ranger!"[/i] the Lieutenant ordered as he slowly crept to the window left of the doorway.

Silence gripped the room shut as Ranger gathered himself to make a precision shot. Cocking the safety, he brought the scope over one of the prime targets head... a sniper. [i]"Taking the shot!"[/i] he yelled as he pulled back on the trigger. The bullet skidded through the air and slipped through the target's skull. A hole the size of a baseball replaced what was once his temple as he fell backwards, blood spraying in every direction.

Immediately as the body was hit, Tommy let off a grenade that exploded on impact, taking out the position entirely, ripping apart the concrete lip that was protecting their position. Two more grenades from the XM-8 attachment wielded by Richard skipped through the air and blasted the remnants away.

Ranger immediately reported the results,[i]"Three KIA. Two wounded but alive. Sixth is unknown."[/i] Hard-pressed, he concentrated his will on the roof, looking for any signs of movement. The position they blasted was no longer a position, but rather a bumbling crater on the side of the roof. Scanning, his eyes caught movement on the left side of the roof, ten meters from their original position. A body slowly emerged from the lip of the roof and wielded an infamous firearm. [i]"RPG![/i] he screamed as his alarmed body looked for the optimal shot. Just as his crosshair came in line with the target, he reared back on the trigger and watched as his bullet penetrated the man's dome, but it was a split second to late. At the moment the bullet was just about to hit his head, he fired the RPG at the room where the three were.

Richard grabbed Ranger by his harness and yanked him across the room as Tommy heaved himself through the doorway and braced himself against the wall. An explosion ripped through the room, causing the foundation of the room itself to buckle a bit. Smoke and debris casually poured out of the windows and doorway...

[Acca Dacca]

At the explosion, the yard lit up, the trailer where the King was situated opened up and out sprawled 6 maybe 7 Elitist. They carried HK G36s which lit up the positions of the team members. 4 more charged out from the far door underneathe the sniper position carring MP5SDs equipped with an EOTec. From behind, 5 Elitists carring PGK M4s with SOPOMOD kits ripped up the yard. Lucas flicked 3 grenades in each direction, picked up his partner and bolted to the door they charged out of before. He screamed flash and slammed a grenade to the ground. The two, exposed, made their way through the flash bang with their eyes closed. They hit the doorway, jumped in, but not before Lucas caught one in the left calf. He kicked the door with his other leg, ad then crawled to a position. Him and the shotgunner flipped the table, and loaded their weapons.

"Well this just got interesting. Get on the radio, that helicopter is getting here in 10 minutes. We have to be in and out of that trailer before then."

Lucas wrapped his leg, and watched the rear door. When he looked up, he lockewd eyes with two Elitists. They raised their guns as Lucas was half way through his bandage. In a matter of seconds, he dropped it, and pushed Erik with all of his weight. He used the push to throw himself the other way. The spray of bullets hit where they were sitting. The wall on each side covered their position, till the two charged. Erik raised his shotgun, and blasted the two. Lucas raised his Glock 19 and aimed it out the door and fired till they were out of sight. Erik stood up, and fired once more on them, checked them, and ceared them as dead. Lucas continued his wrapping with a long sigh. He looked up and said, "Find their position, the Daccans will be through that door any minute."

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[code]VIA EMAIL

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To Novak,

We ask that you join the PRC and Acca Dacca in discussion of your Brunei Land Holding L:ease and discussion of a transfer to the mainland. If it is at all possible join the currect video chat

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The Address is above.

Thank you in advance,
Ava Jones
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