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Luckily for you you're out of danger, out of the fog and out of your god damn mind, what the fuck were you thinking?
You fall flat to the ground and stair at the sky, the only movement you make is to radio Grant to bring the car, he asks you where and your response is simple, "Where the fuck do you think?"
After some moments pass everyone is gathered together again, and you have a second to breath.
You're done, you spent everything to do that.
Elizabeth has passed out from the exertion and you're barely holding on to consciousness yourself.
You're about to order a group meeting when Grant picks you up and tosses you into the back of the car throwing a blanket on top of you, he does the same with Elizabeth in the other car.
Who are you to argue with such certainty?
You pass out embracing the sweet darkness of unconsciousness.
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You are Grant
Your commander and one of your closest friends has done possibly the most impressive and stupidest thing humanly possible. For that he's earned a nap whether he wants it or not.
You sit down with the rest of the group to strategize, look at Jacob to get the details of the cities layout and all about the ghouls. You'll have a plan for Ford when he wakes up, and you'll make sure it's a damn good one.
What do you do Grant?
>Order Andrew and Rosaline to go hiking through the mountains to the south side of Santa Rosa and perform long distance recon on the Air base, while Yourself, Thomas and Jacob tend to the other two
>Trade out Jacob's APA for yourself and tell Rosaline and Andrew to take the other two suits, you're going to perform reconnaissance in force of that damn air field.
>Hold everyone back, It might take a day or longer for them to recover, but the mission can wait until then,
>Write in
