Conquest

[SubjectProphet]

Dante lowered his gun but was ready for an ambush.

 

"We either trust each other or the British kill us both," he said. By now spec ops teams were probably on the hunt, moving through the blizzard to attack American units.

[TheBestIdiot122]

"Agreed, now let's hurry before your spotter dies." Artyom said. When they were finally off the hill, Artyom started to walk a lot faster, almost at a jogging pace. The road was almost covered again, and the fire from the helicopter had died down a lot.

 

"We're just following the road, but keep your eyes open." Artyom said quietly, but over the roar of the blizzard.

[SubjectProphet]

Dante followed Artyom through the blizzard, keeping a steady pace in running. As he followed, his thermal radar beeped, so he checked it.

 

"My thermal is picking up three people ahead, we should probably-" a gun shot whizzed past him. He dove off the road into a bush, and adjusted his rifle scope. He looked down the scope and scanned the area, but the snow blocked his sight. Who ever was attacking must've been using thermal, but that could've meant they were American.

 

"Star!" Dante shouted. His response was another bullet going past him. They weren't American.

[TheBestIdiot122]

Artyom dove into the bushed next to Dante, he gently set Fayth down and unslung his AK-74, put in a new magazine, and put a bullet in the chamber. Artyom was used to fighting in this type of weather, and he knew how to take care of the three British operatives.

 

"Stay here, I'll flank them. Keep them distracted long enough." Artyom said hastily, before moving through the bush some more. He moved quietly enough not to disturb the bushed, but when the wind kicked up he moved much faster, since the wind hid the sound of the bushes. He re-appeared behind a tree, which was behind the operatives, Artyom emerged from the tree and shot twice, hitting two of the operatives in there back, However, the last one, opened fire on the tree. Artyom could move from the tree, "Take him out!" Artyom yelled over the raining bullets and the wind.

 

OOC: I know I didn't RP that he picked up his weapons again, but I'll go edit my post so that he does.

[SubjectProphet]

Dante looked down his scope, getting a pinpoint shot against the target. Smiling, he pulled the trigger. The bullet hit the target's head, but the tough points broke through the skull and blew his brains out. He lowered his rifle, making sure the target was dead. He clearly was. As he looked, the snow picked up, blocking his line of sight to everything. He kneeled down in his spot, waiting for Artyom to come back.

 

OOC: Going to go for an hour so I can call my mom and wish her a happy mother's day. This is the only time of the day I am able to make phone calls, but I will be back.

[TheBestIdiot122]

Artyom re-emerged from the tree again, he cautiously looked around to make sure everyone of them was dead. He slowly approached the bodies and turned them over, and grabbed their dog tags. Obviously, the three soldiers had thermal vision. The eye wear that they had illuminated Night and Thermal vision. Also, it seemed the soldiers belonged to the SAS operations group, from the symbol on their uniforms. Artyom took one of the thermal eye-wear and hooked it onto his belt,

 

"SAS... Just what we need." Artyom said, over the wind. He walked over to the bush to where Dante and Fayth were, "Anyone hit?" Artyom asked.

[SubjectProphet]

"No, I'm alright. Fayth's stable for now, it seems her breathing is fine and her bleeding rate is normal. We have some time now to get her to a medic, but she won't stay alive forever," Dante said. He checked his thermal module and saw nothing, which meant it was clear. But where there was one spec ops unit, there were many other.

[TheBestIdiot122]

Artyom kneeled over and picked up Fayth again, "We need to hurry, there is probably more of them, and it would be best not to fight them right now." Artyom said urgently, as he again back in his jogging pace, going down the road.

 

About another 2 minutes had passed, and Artyom could see the spot lights, he reached for his transmitter again. If he couldn't contact the base, they would be shot on sight.

 

" Leytenant Artyom to Base, we have a wounded out here that needs immediate medical attention." Artyom said, breathing heavily from the running.

 

With a little bit of static, Artyoms felt relieved to hear the Rotmistr's voice, "Leytenant, proceed to the gate with caution."

[SubjectProphet]

Dante kept a close eye on the surrounding areas, knowing that eventually that the British would attack straightforth. The blizzard only got stronger, blowing more snow around and the area getting colder. He checked his comms again, but still not gettings anything but static. As they approached the base, he unloaded his rifle's mag and slid the rifle on his back, trying not to seem like a threat.

[TheBestIdiot122]

As Artyom approached the huge gate, he noticed that the doors didn't open right away. He waited patiently... and waited... and waited. As almost 3 minutes had past, Artyom was angrily annoyed now, and he forcefully kicked the door, obviously wasn't going to budge. "Open up!" Artyom yelled, and finally, the gate creaked open as the two guards opened it. However, the two guards drew there pistols as they saw Dante.

 

"He's a friend, stand down." Artyom ordered.

 

The two guards looked at each-other and nodded. They holstered the pistols again and Artyom turned around, facing Dante. "Follow me, don't look at anyone or talk to anyone." Artyom said seriously, as he turned around and walked through the gate, into the warm base.