>>6106232>>6106318>>6106420>>6106644 (checked) You feel your heart pounding and your blood boiling as you close the distance to Citadel. You pull out your pistol and keep holding it as you shift gears just because you want to have a gun ready that bad. You can feel the Blue really circulating in your system. The guys in the back are having a blast just firing at the general direction of the police station. But, strangely, the crusader next to you is just staring at some weird mask that looks like it came from a prop department.
"Yo, we're about to storm the police station. You good?" It wouldn't be the first time someone had a weird psychosis or hallucination or something.
He seems to ignore you as he nods at the mask, puts it on, and affixes a bayonet to his rifle. He finally turns to you. "I'll take the police station."
You're closing in on it really quickly. "The fuck are you talking about?!"
"Drop me off, you guys continue without me."
"Why?"
"God told me."
"You son of a bitch!" You almost crash into a stop sign as the truck veers while you grab the guy in a handshake and do the most awkward chest-bump of your life between the center console. "Hey everyone," you call out over radio. "We're bypassing the police station, just lay down suppressive fire or smokes at 'em and focus on the next building." On cue, the guys in the back begin shooting wildly at the front of the police station immediately shattering the large glass facade. You brake as hard as you can and toss a smoke grenade out to give the absolute madman sitting shotgun the opportunity to do whatever the meth angels in his head are commanding him to. Come to think of it, you really don't know how he's going to even begin clearing out the police station presumably garrisoned by hostile forces.
"Yo man, real quick before you go, what's your angle? Like, how do you plan on entering?"
"I'll knock..."
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