Revolution on New Alexandria RP

"That does no problem to me hun. And I know for a while he's coming."
"Well if they're back already maybe I could get some action going. I don't mind laying in a pit for day or two, but it's bad for muscles." Wiseman thought as he watched them approaching the camp.

John looked over his men and briefly told them that he had to communicate with 445 command. He may not have known them long, but he knew that orders from command would make them reconsider the morality of the mission.

(OOC, you can read what was discussed, but your characters don't know)


John sighed, walking back to face his men he opened case 445544 and injected himself with the syringe. "Alright men, immunizations are not optional. Take shifts sleeping, Drakov, you're first watch. Why? Because by the time this hits you your shift will be up. Next is Romanov, then myself and lastly Wiseman. If a civilian stumbles upon us there's a cave North-Northeast of here with loose rocks on top, seal them in. Another one? Drown in the creek. Weapons are a last resort. Clear?"

"Aye aye, lieutenant."
Wiseman went to Drakov and gave him a pad.
"Airman, this pad is for the drones I deployed earlier. The operations are standard like every other drone, so you should be familiar with these. But they have some new search protocols in them so please don't mess around with it because I promised Wiley that I get his babies back to him in one piece. Okay?"

Vasili gazed out to the sky, pondering a bit about the future of this planet. His mind was drawn back to the present by Drakov.

"Heh, I'm not making any promises dear. Personally, I'd rather not have to worry about these fucking things but whatever.

He took the pad from Wiseman before walking off to where he was apparently going to stand watch. Vasili watched as Drakov inspected the pad, taking a look at all the interfaces and cautious of pressing anything unnecessary. He couldn't help but take interest himself and decided to walk over.

It would have seemed Drakov was very immersed into the pad, he didn't even notice Vasili come up to him despite not trying to cover his noise. He peeked a bit over Drakov's shoulder to look at the screen as well. From here, Drakov finally noticed Vasili and jumped back in surprise.

"Fucking Christ! Don't sneak up on me like that you fucking Moskal. You must really be a fucking ghost."

Vasili remained silent to his reaction. "Just wanted to look on. My shift is after yours so it felt important to inspect the equipment I should be handling." He stated cold and distantly as usual before walking off. As he walked, he added "We're under your care then."

Drakov was too stunned to react, he was surprised at how collected and distant Vasili. "Heh, bloody stripe." He muttered before turning back to watch.

(OOC) for convenience, the guard postings went alright. All members of Sierra team are feeling off from the a vaccination. The infiltration of the processing plant begins with Wiseman and Drakov taking position. No fatalities and no evidence of the operation are permitted whilst placing the package.

Christ, what a fucking boring night. Still, I'm not complaining, it IS better that we get the fucking drop on these XLF bastards the closer we are to the objective. Damn, this entire mission is fucking off. What's that boss? Up the tree? Fucking hell, what a hassle.

Alright, I'm pretty fucking high up, probably would break a bone or two if I fell from here and- the fuck? Why are you getting up too!? Part of the mission? Bloody brilliant.

"Bossman, we're up pretty high in this tree now, what next?"

"Meh. I feel stiff... Might be because of that shit they doped us? Vaccination my ass. I've been in military long enough to be suspicious of drugs especially on mission like these, but nothing I can really do about it... Hope it will not worse my aim...
But still. I haven't climb on tree since I was active member of Delta. Feels nostalgic like the times when I was a kid." Wiseman had these thoughts as he climbed up a tree.
"Hey, youngster." He greeted Drakov next to him while setting his rifle.
"Sierra-Three at position." Wiseman talked to com an then turned to Drakov.
"Doesn't this take you back to your childhood? Climbing trees, looking around?"At that point Wiseman was ready.

What Wiseman and Drakov see:
Nonchalant guards wearing Solvox energy and water jackets smoking casually as they talk. Two on the lower level, three on the hexcrete pavilion looking out to the forest. They're little more than ordinary security guards, no military experience is notable with any of them.

What John and Vasili see:
One worker posted at the control center seemingly about to doze off and four of the five patrolling the rear entrance.

Childhood? Childhood!? "Hate to break it to you deary but not everybody has a jolly good time growing up." Fucking Christ, that old man was hell living with. Hmm? what's this here. "Enough with the nostalgics, take a look over there. Three guards out on that pavilion over there, probably more nearby as well."

"Don't worry youngster, I see them. I see other two on lower level as well. They don't appear to be armed with firearms from what I can see over here."
"Youngsters are always so serious, loosen up a bit until it's not a situation that's life-threatening." Wiseman thought as he scanned for more targets.
"Sierra-Three to Sierra actual. I see five guards in total, three on pavilion, looking our direction, and another two under it. They do not appear to be armed with firearms, nor they appear to have any military training. Continue scanning. Over."

Vasili was crouched behind vegetation, keeping watch of the designated ingress point. A good vantage point, he spotted a worker lazing off in the control centre but then again, anyone could. All the guards were of no immediate threat and so, he kept his PV78K slung in two point, his right hand resting on his thigh, close to his sidearm for quick deployment.

"Sierra-Two, Rear entrance seems fairly clear, only four guards lightly armed on patrol. No indication of XLF on their uniform." He called on the radio."[/color]

"Wiseman, Drakov, get the attention of the two down at the lower entrance. Draw them away from the door, Romanov and I are going to slip in through the lower entrance and draw them to the opposite side of the facility, then you get your asses in here immediately. We'll rendezvous at the chemical scrubbing station in ten minutes, be ready to get wet. We all have our rebreathers and gecko-gloves* right? John said into the radio, equipping his rebreather and goggles he slowly crept forward awaiting the opportunity to make his entrance.

((OOC: Joint Post between Lance177(Wiseman) and Keirova_47(Drakov) ))

“So, we should get attention of those two guards. I’m interested in your ideas youngster.” Said Wiseman after he heard orders.

”Uh yeah, I have a plan. How †˜bout I fucking go and invite them to a tea party.” Drakov said somewhat sarcastically. ”But in all seriousness, I’m thinking I go down there, piss the fuck out of the bastards and have them chase me to your position. They’re not at all armed so they can’t shoot me, all they can do is run down your sights.”

“Good plan but I have an idea of modification. Youngster have you ever played an annoying monkey?” Wiseman smiled. “It’s fairly simple. You stay in the bush while you throw a rock at them than you behave like a monkey in a bush. They will assume the monkey ran from zoo and if you keep throwing rocks at them they will eventually start chasing you while I wait on some tree to jump them. I can do that if you want. I’ve done this before and it worked wonders.”

Drakov gave a sigh, ”You expect me to go there, act like a bloody escaped monkey and get them to chase me?” he objected with an obviously sour expression. ”I’m having trouble gaining any fucking confidence with that plan, wouldn’t they realize something was off when they see I ain’t a monkey?”

”Mmm... It’s true you might still be a bit young for that one. I have done this before so I can do that once more again and you will jump them. Have you got CQB training? I dunno what training pilots go through nowadays.”

Drakov peeked over at the guards again, ”. . . Heh, they’re not armed and they look like some sort of poorly fucking formed militia, I’m pretty sure I can take them.” He had a confident yet somewhat twisted smile on his face as he gently grasped the hilt of his tanto in anticipation. ”Tell you what, if you can manage to pull this off, next time we have to do something like this again, I’ll fucking do it.”

Wiseman smirked.
“Watch and learn kid. Watch and learn.”
With that Wiseman skillfully climbed down the tree and sneaked in a bush that he liked to perform this.

With great precision he threw a few rocks on guards standing there while moving in the bush and making sounds just like monkey would and managed to provoke two guards standing there do go for the bush.

”I hope you’re ready kid, because on my mark we knock them down. ...3 ...2 ...1 ...Now!” With that Wiseman sneaked behind the slower guard knocking him down with precise strike to back of his head, catching him not to make much noise by his falling body.
Drakov jumped from the bush in front of his target, striking with his forearm at the man’s neck, he did a maneuver and eventually came behind the man, locking his neck in with his left arm. Then with a heavy strike into the man’s back with his right hand, he used the force of the strike to flip the man over him and slam him into the ground before finally knocking the man out with a blow to the back of his head. ”Sierra-Actual, we’ve dealt with the two guards, you are clear.”

”Mmmm... Not bad youngster. Let’s tie them up and hide them somewhere.” Wiseman took a piece of paracord and started tying the unconscious guard down.

(OOC Sorry about the delay, I've been feeling pretty sick lately, probably due to my lack of food)

John and Vasili quickly darted into the building and through the hallways. No cameras, no general alarm system, it's like they never expected anyone to break in. Even the security seemed to be entirely superficial. John pulled out his emergency kit and started a small fire on the opposite side of the facility. "Sierra three and four, enter the building and head directly south. The moment you arrive we're diving in" John said. He found the pipeline leading directly into University City and was preparing himself for the arduous journey.

"Copy that coming about." Wiseman already hid the body of a tied guard and turned to Drakov.
"If you're done kid let's go."
"Well this is kind of strange I hate when things go too smoothly." Wiseman thought as he sneaked around to his goal.

"One moment dear, I'm hanging this guy from a branch."

Alright, loop it, round the trunk, through the loop and there. Bloody good enough bowline, guy looks fucking ridiculous now. Get fucking sneaky now, behind the bushes, watch for branches and watch the bleeding shadows. Lower entrance and where the fuck is the bloody chem station!? Argh christ, head directly south he said so bloody south we go.

South, south, bloody south. Fucking christ where is the- Oh hey, there's the family man, fucking glad I caught up. Alright, everyone's here in the chem station, what were we fucking supposed to do again? Get out those bloody Geck-gloves, damn weird ass things.

"Boss man, good to go here"

"Alright. Lieutenant we're all here in gear. So what's next?" Wiseman asked Boyd as he re-checked if everything fits.

Vasili gave a look over to the two as they asked while he slipped on his Gecko-gloves, looking over to Boyd he nodded before looking back to the other two. Putting on his diving mask, he simply said "Dive in" and jumped into the water in a way that created littlest amounts of splash. Checking the surroundings underwater, Vasili peaked his hand out of the surface and gave an all-good signal before submerging once again.

The squad made their way into University City through the pipeline and planted the package. John established a link to 445 command. (OOC The conversion is enclosed in the spoilered section, again, you may read but your characters are unaware of it)



"Here's the plan. Drakov, Wiseman, you two infiltrate Military Research Lab G, Romanov and myself are on H. I want every shred of intelligence you can gather. Something isn't right here and I have a feeling we ought to know. John turned to Drakov. "Drakov I want you in their systems immediately, I want names of arrivals that didn't make it and identification for each of us that grants us clearance to those labs. Make it happen . Something isn't right here. I don't know why, but there's a strange familiarity to this place. Something's up.

"Aye aye, Boss."

Oh bloody brilliant, I'm snooping the fucking research labs with deary here. I don't know what the bleeding hell is going on but I guess we're going to find out once I get in their systems.

"Come on then, dear, you lead the way."

The bleeding Moskal is staring off to the distance, he spot something or is he just pondering?