>>12036258Somehow he wishes he could be this lax right about now.
>>12036165Because, now, he was running across an open field with every guard in the base looking for them. Wonderful. A wash of relief ran over him as the base's lights went out, an explosion and draft of heat from the way they came meaning the power was thoroughly cut. Best news since they got here. The grunt ran pedal to the metal across the courtyard, snow crunching under his boots at a furious rapidity.
'Come on come on come on...' He repeated like a mantra in his mind, form of the HQ closing quickly. Raising a hand in confusion he blinked, red. His eyes traced that to his arm which was bleeding lightly, coat torn. Seems he got tagged from those shots bouncing around in the generator room...oh well, he'd deal with it later. The more pressing concern was the realization that the door up ahead was probably barred the moment the alarm went off. So then he'd have to do some trailblazing.
While running he noted a parked snowmobile out front of the command post, deciding that would be good enough and running for it while pulling his chicken sickle from its sheath. He put on another burst of speed for the last few yards and kicked off the vehicle to jump, rearing back and hooking his weapon into the gutter on the HQ's roof. His toes were dug into the concrete siding like a child climbing a tree, lung upwards and hurling himself over the lip, bracing for the impending shatter of glass he'd go through bodily. With a tumble, the masked one would likely land in the brass's command center. Since his blade was already out he'd rush into melee, hacking whoever was closest and staying engaged to make shooting him impossible.
After all, the men in here WEREN'T expendable!
