11-25-2008, 03:37 AM
"Technically soldier, we are...the incident at the station cost our nation thousands of lives from radioactive poisoning" growled the Guilmon, the stripes on his shoulder pads indicating his rank of Sargent. He would be responsible for the lifes of this group of militants during this mission. "And don't get too comfortable in your clothes...we will have to get into radiation suits on arrival and they don't come off untill wash down. Understand?"
"What about our weapons?" asked Fiero, looking out into the wet abyss outside the truck.
"Your guns will be strapped outside your suit and are to be left inside the structure after the mission is over...they will far to radioactive to even bring outside" replied GMSG, without even turning his head.
The trucks slowly crept to a halt outside a guard post. in front of them lay multiple structures, and a tall looming rectangular building in the distance.
"Retrieval squad. Disembark!" called a sharp voice from outside.
"What about our weapons?" asked Fiero, looking out into the wet abyss outside the truck.
"Your guns will be strapped outside your suit and are to be left inside the structure after the mission is over...they will far to radioactive to even bring outside" replied GMSG, without even turning his head.
The trucks slowly crept to a halt outside a guard post. in front of them lay multiple structures, and a tall looming rectangular building in the distance.
"Retrieval squad. Disembark!" called a sharp voice from outside.
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