>>6109180[3/???]
Emerging from the smoke you realize you're within just a few meters of the chest-high wall of sandbags and rush to it. One guy just stands there without a gun grabbing his ears while you line up sights and unleash a burst of fire. Around this time the rest of your teammates rush over, one to your right and left, and help clearing out this position from the edges. You lean over the sandbags and see someone actually just opposite of where you're at. Without hesitating you hop over and bash him with the stock of your rifle, causing him to drop his weapon. He puts up a resistance, but you're too high to even feel him punching you as you pull out a knife and stab him. Or, more accurately, you fail to stab him as the tip of your knife fails to pierce his armor. He tries to wrest control over you but fails as you bring your arm up and slash down with the sharp edge of your blade sinking into his throat. You hear a terrible squeal of sorts as air rushes out of his throat before being replaced with nasty gurgling as blood rushes out. You continue stabbing him as blood sprays all over your face until it just stops flowing. You don't even need to look into his unmoving green eyes to know he's dead. And you don't have time for it either.
"Hey, Jesse!" one of your guys calls out. "You alright brot-"
"Yeah, yeah!" you respond as you scramble back up. "And people say you shouldn't bring knives to-" you're interrupted by a sudden dryness that grips at your throat and sends you into a dry coughing fit. Maybe it was from running through a bunch of burning smoke or maybe it's just the meth. Either way it's no big deal. "Sorry, fuck. We cleared the entrance right? Good job."
As you say the word "entrance" one of the guys in your team checks the bodies strewn about. He pulls out his pistol and shoots one of them in the back causing him to spasm out a bit. He shoots again, this time in the head and this time without causing any further movement. "Cleared now."
You catch your breath and try to clean yourself off a bit, although all you really end up doing is just smearing blood all over. It occurs to you that while you and your forces are better armed than these guys, it's not by much. Compared to the people you've fought before these guys actually have body armor and just generally seem like a cut above the ones you've fought before.
>Superior Arms/Armor: +1"Front entrance cleared," you announce over radio. "What's the situation with you guys?"
"We're currently blocking off reinforcements from the detention area and we got some guys working on the side entrance."
"Good." You turn to your own guys. "Fuck it, let's go in!"
