Many corpses, riddled with holes and .38 bullets pile on top of each other, blood flowing down and tainting the metallic gray of the artificial planet.
English
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Craig: "beautiful place" Hunter: "JT, what's the call?" JT: "zeta team, sweep the area, find any survivors" [b]they all pull M4A1 carbines off their backs and sweep the area[/b]
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No one has survived, and the ones who did were captured and extracted in the IF carrier.
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Jess: "sweeps finished" JT: "and?" Diana: "no survivors" JT: "God damn it. Push ahead and fortify"
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There is a large base ahead.
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[b]They look for any soldiers, and what they have[/b]
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They have leather armor and AK12's.
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JT: "Diana, Craig, minivan, you guys flank around back with Lopez and we draw their fire. Lopez, you're the package for an awrial assault. On my mark"
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The soldiers eye them suspiciously. There is also multiple tall electrodes fences and machine turrets on the perimeter of the base
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"Okay, well, they see us. Goddamnit... We approach cautiously" [b]he says, and they all slowly walk over, weapons halfway raised, but not trying to appear as threats[/b]
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The men see them and draw their weapons. "Freeze and drop your weapons or we are authorized to open fire."
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[b]They drop the weapons, JT having kept his revolvers in the duster, a pistol up his ass, and a knife in each boot as holdout weapons[/b]