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Picking up speed, you fired a pair of weblines at the back of the rearmost APC and launched yourself toward it. Within mere seconds, you were standing atop the vehicle, grasping for a latch that should’ve been there.
When you found it, you dug your fingers underneath and pulled with all your might. Judging from the level of resistance, the damn thing was bolted shut. But as soon as you wrenched it to the side, you heard a snapping pop as the bolt was sheared from its surface.
The men inside the APC were about as surprised as you, but that didn’t stop you from acting faster than they did. Reaching for your belt, you pulled out three frag grenades, pulled the pin on one, and bundled it to the other two with your webbing.
<span class="mu-r">“Free delivery!”</span> you shouted as you tossed the grenades inside and sealed the latch back up. The mercs inside were scrambling and shouting in panic, but their cries grew distant when you launched yourself towards a nearby building to gain some altitude. At that very moment, the APC erupted into a pillar of flame veered of course, before crashing into a nearby light pole.
The front-most APC and the supply truck seemed to pick up even more speed after that.
<span class="mu-g">“Holy shit!”</span> Flint shouted over the comms.
<span class="mu-g">“Keep the comms clear!”</span> Beetle shouted back. <span class="mu-g">“But ‘holy shit’ is right. What was that?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“The application said to bring my own gear, so I prepared a little something special for the occasion.”</span> you said as you kicked your legs out to gain more altitude, while simultaneously twisting your body in mid-air in order to avoid a round of bullets from the second APC.
<span class="mu-g">“Well, good work. Now keep your distance. They’re starting to fire back.”</span> Beetle commanded.
<span class="mu-r">“Gee! I hadn’t noticed.”</span> you said, trying to ignore the ringing sensation in your head as you leaned back to avoid a shot to the head.
<span class="mu-g">“They’re almost in position for the ambush. Be ready.”</span> Beetle barked.
And right on cue, another truck slammed into the side of the last APC, sending it veering off course. Within the gap between both vehicles, another truck slid in, separating them both and forcing the supply truck driver to slam his foot on the brakes.
<span class="mu-g">“Perfect! Attack now!”</span> Beetle demanded.
<span class="mu-g">“Come on boys! Let ‘em have it!”</span> Flint shouted.
Already, Blackbird Security was piling out of the APC and firing their high powered rifles at the car ahead. Meanwhile, the pursuing truck cut off the supply vehicle’s retreat and left them boxed in. This was about to become a killzone.
What will you do?
>Position yourself above the mercs and pick them off from a distance.
>Infiltrate their backline and take out as many people as you can with your silenced pistols.
>Jump on top of the APC and hurl your knives at them.
>Pull them out of cover with your webs and let the rest of your crew take care of them.
>Write-in.
