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"Yes but please, be gentle when you do it.. I tried this with my brother's radio and fuck, I made the signal way worse."
You take the left side of the tower while Ashley takes the right. You each carefully bend and adjust the antennae in different directions, keeping a keen ear for the radios below to see if you're messing up with the signal or not. It's a long process to make sure you don't fuck up the signal...
>37!
"Hey! We got a signal, we got a signal!" You can hear Alexis almost beaming with joy; Which is odd given she normally is. You can't quite make out what's being said by the radios now from up here though.
"Woo. You know, I should probably start messing with radios as a hobby thing. They're still what most people listen to music on these days..." The two of you carefully move down the pile of radios. You're still hurting from your last fight and Ashley still has some lingering pain in her feet.
You approach Alexis and Lyubov to check up on them. Wendy is keeping guard by the doorway (and to not break anything else) alongside Lex, while Quentin is buzzing around to tweak various antennae all over the room.
"Oпepaтop? Oпepaтop?" Lyubov gibbers out. A headset with a small microphone is draped over her half-mutated head at an awkward angle. <span class="mu-b">She seems oddly familiar with the radio set.</span> "Oтвeтьтe, пoжaлyйcтa. Пpoвepкa cигнaлa."
"Пpивeдитe кoгo-нибyдь, ктo гoвopит пo-aнглийcки." Alexis joins in, chattering into her own headset microphone. At first you don't hear a response but Alexis. "Любoвь-"
>35!
Suddenly, you can hear something crackling to life over the radio. Lyubov and Alexis both pull off their headsets and as soon as they do, the most horrific noise screeches across the mass of radios. A sound you're oddly familiar with, since you were in a training simulator of one only a few weeks ago.
<span class="mu-r">A warzone.</span>
"Signal received! Signal received! It's a nightmare here, Operator Alexis and Operator Lyubov! Status? Status?" A young woman with a thick accent screeches over a volley of gunshots and distant explosions. "We need backup! Now! Now!"
"Location, <span class="mu-b">Lieutenant Morozov?</span>" The haze clouding Lyubov's decayed mind seems to be gone for now. "We need a location. We do not currently have access to your location and we have only recently received your signal."
"We're about 20 miles away from Volkivka My squad just got ambushed by a flank of German soldiers and we're on the retreat. Currently hiding behind some rubble; I hear a Panzer coming. We NEED backup."
"THEY TAUGHT US SOME BASIC HISTORY BACK IN Q-CORP. ISN'T THAT...OLD WORLD?" Quentin flutters over to you and Ashley to whisper while the others focus on chattering with the soldier. That's when you see Wendy approaching your group.
You can almost smell the shit-eating grin on Wendy's face with how smug and self assured she is.
