Apologies but its going to be a shorter thread tonight. Going to Detroit early tomorrow to pick up a friend coming home from Afghanistan and I have to head out around 5am.

OP pic is from the artist anon, and they are beyond groovy, as is he. Still pretty sure he's some kind of color wizard...

Papa you almost didn't have a thread, so even three posts would be better than none.

"Right, man, got it. Whatever it is you're up to, stay safe. Loads of chem trail activity recently, and I've been picking up a lot of stuff on my HAM set so the reptilians might be active as well."

"...Thanks for the advice." You hold back an exasperated sigh.

Ditching that phone after destroying it, you snatch up another and call Sarna, the little immortal witch you've turned into a double agent.

"Domino's pizza, placing a takeout order?"

"..."

"Aww, you're no fun big bro! Anyways, I haven't had enough time to dig up anything useful yet."

"That's fine, I just need to let you know I'm going to be out of contact for a while. Probably a few days." You wonder how much is safe to say over the phone. She is in on your plan, so maybe she'll just figure things out on her own.

"Eh? Well good luck, I guess?"

"Thanks, stay out of trouble." You tell her before hanging up.

"You smell..." Kiara chimes again.

"I know, I know!" You bark.

Its true. Even you admit its time for some new threads, so you swing off the highway and find a small department store.

>Stick with your current look? Something less conspicuous?

>>18420586
Let's change

>>18420584
Yeah I got a text from my Accounting group telling me to meet in the library to work on shit. Got another one when I finally got to the library telling me that today wasn't going to work.

Such is the torture of being in a group made up of me and five women.

>>18420586
Inconspicuous as all hell, focus on inconspicuous in Ukraine. We want something that says nothing about us, doesn't trigger any flags, someone your eyes just glide off of as there is nothing interesting about them. Also we want it to be baggy enough to conceal some weapons in.

Also a suit, few people will stop a man in a suit, tie thrown over one shoulder with a clipboard.

Something that won't stand out when we we get of the plane

>>18420586
Lets get something less conspicuous.

>>18420608
How could you do that, ever?
>>18420586
New look just needs to have funk with a dash of swag. We are going to Russia so maybe a track suit would be best.

>>18420616
>Look at text
>"Inconspicuous as all hell"
>That would make sense
> Look at drawing
> Ohwell.jpg

I'd suggest something other then a yellow stalker coat and orange sunglasses, despite what my imagination tells me.

Sometimes my imagination is downright suicidal when it comes to ideas.

>>18420671

They won't be expecting a bright yellow tracksuit!

"I think we will be better off without looking like... You." Kiara does her best to sound serious.

"Yeah yeah, at least until we get back."

You sigh as you look around at the clothes on the racks. Clothes shopping, your ancient nemesis.

"Can I help you, sir?" A plain looking brunette in glasses asks, and you can judge by the tone of her voice that she really would rather you just leave.

"Nah, I've got it." You wave her off and keep walking around.

"According to your memories, you lack what is called a fashion sense." Kiara teases.

"That's because the world left fashion dead in a ditch about thirty five, maybe forty years ago." You think to her. Best not to be seen talking to yourself in here.

"World lost it's groove, eh?"

"Yeah, now its all about tight pants and bullshit."

You just start snatching up things nearly at random, doing your best to hold back the bile in your throat and rising sense of dread. Inconspicuous equals "in fashion" or "boring", neither of which is you.

As you stand in the dressing room, you give the stink eye to pretty much everything you've picked out. All except for the red floral Hawaiian shirt and nondescript cargo shorts, both of which you are changing into as soon as you lack the need to be inconspicuous.

So that narrows it down to a nice but boring black suit; a forest green track suit, and what you dub "the teaching assistant", a set of slacks and a blue striped button-up shirt.

"I hate it all, so much."

"Just pick one so I don't have to listen to you whining anymore." Kiara sighs.

>which will it be?

As long as it's lose enough to fit our bullet proof vest under... Jeans, dark loose t shirt, pocket t prefered to pt the cigs in like a boss

>>18420671
>we STALKER now

I love it, I love it so much.

>>18420746
The nice but boring suit for when it's called for, the track suit for some times and a boring pair of blue jeans and t-shirt that doesn't stand out and doesn't look weird when we're slumming it in ukraine.

>>18420710
Nobody really expects anyone to attack anywhere with bright yellow camouflage.

Something to do with how it doesn't blend well with all the brown and murky reality. Idunno.

>Without glasses version, if anyone cares. Or if someone hates sunglasses but loves poorly drawn half-skulls with bright colours.

>>18420746
Be a real slav. Choose the track suit.

>>18420752
Ukrainians will probably recognize the signs of a bulletproof vest. It's a shitty, dangerous place. We should bring it along, but only put it on when we attempt entering the reactor.

We can count on Kiara's magic to heal up bullet wounds if we get shot in the meantime.


Also: Where the hell are we going to get radiation gear rated for the inside of a hot reactor?

Just use the black suit

also completely unrelated, but since when does captcha use pictures?

>>18420784
this

>>18420784
Seconding slaviness.

>>18420766
It blends in because no one is dumb enough to mess with the fucker crazy enough to be in the zone wearing bright yellow. They just hold up their hands and back away, slowly.

I like both versions, but the orange sunglasses are just awesome.

>>18420807
Had one yesterday, first time for me

OD green is my favorite color, and we need to let Russians know we are the son of a drug dealer, kinda like a poisonous caterpillar, so the track suit is the only choice.

>>18420846
What season is it again? I say track suit unless it's gonna be cold, then I suggest we get something that looks like we skinned the Snuffleupagus.

Get the black suit as well just in case.

Right, I did say that I'll try drawing Diego.

Then I forgot if he was actually bald and grinning, or if that was just me being a lazy reader.

So here's Diego the bald guy with "some wountah" as captcha calls this.

Somehow I don't really like the colours of these latest drawings. Dice chose poorly this time.

Well, it would probably be for the best to blend in with the locals as much as possible...

"Beeg american tee-tays..." You say quietly as you look yourself over in the suit.

"Wha?"

"Guess you haven't gotten to that memory yet." You shrug.

After purchasing the clothes, you strut out to your car, which if it had a brain might be wondering who you are and what you did with it's owner.

"Sorry babe, its just temporary, promise." You rub the dash affectionately.

Checking your watch, you figure Diego has to have the plane nearly ready by now, if it isn't already. Best to not keep him waiting around, he hates waiting around.

After branching off of US 1 and snaking through some back roads, you hit one that looks like its hardly ever driven on. Which is very likely, considering the security gate a quarter mile down it.

You roll up slowly, the guard gives you a single glance before raising the gate and waving you through. Good thing they were expecting you and weren't too baked out of their minds, you smell the familiar scent even from inside your car as you drive past.

Sure enough, it doesn't take long to spot the plane from the road.

"Jesus dad, a Hercules..." You can't help but marvel at the massive quad-prop beast as you draw nearer.

The rear gate is up, so you figure it's likely already been loaded up with gear and Diego's custom Little Bird.

Which means he's been waiting for you. Shit.

>>18420953

Nah you did a great job capturing how I'd imagined him. I don't think the colors are bad, either, I think they look good. The grid is pretty damn cool as well.

>>18420961
>"Jesus dad, a Hercules..."
For some reason this was what i imagined.

That's what happens when i try to quickread stuff

>>18420961
L-100 or C-130 variety. Either ways it's impressive but if it's the latter our Dad pretty much has a Spooky.

>>18420991
I'm gonna just go with this thought for the rest of the thread.

Sure enough, you spot him sitting next to your father, both of them eating which looks like a five-star breakfast complete with tuxedo-clad waiter. You also guess that the glass in your dad's hand isn't ginger ale.

Your dad waves you over to them, and you park the car nearby before killing the engine. Though your father had told you he was going to show up, you aren't sure if you are quite ready to see him face to face yet. It's been a long time.

"Just stay calm, we don't have to stick around long. Seems your mentor is already itching to get in the air." Kiara tells you, and you surmise she'd been gleaning info from both of them.

"Yes, he's drinking." She adds, confirming your suspicions of what was in your dad's glass.

"Great." You grumble.

"Heya son! Come sit down, have a quick bite!" Your dad calls to you as you approach.

A quick glance at Diego and the old soldier gives a curt nod, letting you know he's all set to get to flying already.

"I would dad, but I really have to get going. Got a narrow window for time."

"Ah, damn." Your old man frowns, dabbing his mouth with a napkin, "I was hoping for a chance to talk, but I suppose it can wait."

"We do need to get in the air pretty quick here boss, I don't trust the brits we bought out to stick around with that fuel if we show up late." Diego tells him, standing up as he does.

"Right, right. We did pay them quite a lot, though."

"Best to not risk it." Diego says before clapping your dad on the shoulder and walking over to you.

"Ready to go?" He asks.

>anything you need/want to do before takeoff?

>>18421052
Tell Dad that we'll try our best to make it to Moms anniversary, grab a plate of food to eat on the plane. Get going.

>>18421052
I can't think of anything other than telling our dad to keep our car safe.

>>18421052
hug pops.
You never know if this will be the last chance.

>>18421052
nothing but once we are in the air, we spill all the beans for Diego, he deserves to know what exactly is going on.

>>18421052

we might not make it back from this, so lets tell dad we love him. Personally its the only thing I regret.

>>18421052
We're here, he's here in person, we may as well take a moment to thank dad for helping us out here while we can. Then before anyone has time to get all sentimental or some shit we get the fuck in the plane and take the fuck off.

>>18421080
>>18421086

Seconding both of these

>>18421052
Better just go quickly. Drinking dad doesn't sound like a good chat.

"Yeah, just a second." You tell Diego before walking over to your dad.

Your old man smiles as you approach, stopping just shy of his seat.

"Thanks for all the help, dad. I would be pretty sol without it."

"Eh, you're my son, all you have to do is ask." He stands up and sets his drink aside.

"You know its not even noon yet, dad..."

"Ah its all this stress, just the stress." He waves off your concern as though its nothing. Perhaps it is.

"When I make it back, we'll have to figure out something to do for the anniversary."

Your dad's eyebrows perk up at your words.

"So you're going to come this time?"

"Yeah, I think I should."

"It would do an old man good to have you there." He smiles a bit sadly and reaches out to shake your hand.

Instead, you pull him into a single arm hug, which he returns. You clap him once on the back before pulling away.

"Keep my car safe, she may look old but she's young at heart." You tell him as you hand him the keys.

"Safe? Yeah, I can do that." He says as he looks appreciatively at the old 'cuda. You know he's a sucker for anything classy with a motor in it, which means you've left it in capable hands.

"Stay safe, eh?!" He calls out as you walk toward the plane next to Diego.

"You know me, best I can do is try!" You wave one arm above you without turning around.

Diego climbs up into the cockpit and gestures at the co-pilot seat next to him.

"Still remember what I taught you?" He grunts.

>>18420991
After we leave, pops gonna drink some more and ride that beast into the sunset.

More druglording to do in the next town.

>>18421219
I might be a bit rusty but you taught me well and made sure it was drilled in there tight. Never flown anything this big before though.

How much should we let Diego in on, he deserves answers and I don't want to have him go in to this situation with incomplete info.

If we tell him about the existence of witches and this organization he's going to wonder what we did to get on their shitlist and why we're going to Ukraine so I'm voting more or less complete honesty after obtaining a promise for him not to tell Dad, we have a witch in our head, we're retrieving her soul and there's a grand conspiracy out there.

Seconding telling Diego everything once on the plane. Before leaving thank pops with a hug and verbal thanks... Mother fucker just sick us on a hercules with no questions and got us an open window through flight control with in air refueling... He deserves a hug at least.

"...You taught me in a Cessna..."

"Same principles." He shrugs.

Its been a long damn time since you've flown anything, but you can guess that there aren't likely any seats in the back right now. Without any other options, you sit down and put on the headset as he does the same.

Diego gets the massive plane moving rapidly, he never was one to waste time. You look over the instrument panel and try to figure out it's layout in the hopefully rare (and likely disastrous) event that you ever have to fly this thing.

Soon you are looking out the window at the ground below as it grows smaller and smaller, the aircraft banking around to find its heading.

"So we're heading to the Ukraine, eh?" Diego asks over the set.

"Yeah, we need a fuel stop in the UK?"

"Yep."

Neither of you say anything for several minutes. Kiara stays quiet as well.

"So," Diego says slowly, "When are you going to cut the shit and tell me why I'm really flying you to the Ukraine with a helicopter loaded for tank?"

>wat do?

Don't tell him everything.
Do however tell him that there is something hidden in reactor 4 we want.

>>18421311
"I'm about to singlehandedly infiltrate the Chernobyl NPP, which is currently housing a hidden organization that's trying to assassinate me."

Take refuge in audacity.

I don't know,I like Diego enough that I'd say tell him all so we can fight the Order with him in the future.

>>18421311
Honesty, he deserves it and I don't want him making plans based on incomplete information, that could get us killed very fucking fast.

>>18421311
all the beans.

>>18421311
I got killed. Witch resurrected me, now I'm helping her. There's a possibility that her soul was or still is in reactor 4 and that is why I'm going there. The reason why I don't want to go trough the proper channels is that witches are and have been hunted for a good while, now.

>This is gonna go so well.
>Can we smoke inside a this plane?

>>18421422
Just nothing about the ghost of an ancient witch in our head.

We don't need him thinking we're crazy or anything.

You know, because walking unprotected into a dead nuclear reactor is sane.

Tell him mostly what we're doing. Trying to sabotage a group that wants us dead.

Bringing magic into it would just make him turn the plane around and head for the nearest asylum.

>>18421311
After -wassaname- tried to kill me a met a woman who helped me. Turns out she needs some help too, and it is really the least i can do. Years ago this group, wacky offshoot of the church during the freakin inquisiation or something, did some really horrible things to her and stole something. I am going to get it back.

Now, these guys are powerful and heartless. Money and power to make Solomon blush, my mom would have said. So i don't expect to be able to just walk in and ask for it back.

*all true, for a given value of true.

>>18421479
We have actual provable evidence of magic, Kiara can read minds, if there's plants she can eat them up, we came back from the dead, but I'd rather not burn magic by proving our resilience and strength.

>>18421445
This works.

Add that we didn't exaclty survive being chained to a boat anchor and being thrown into the ocean and that Kiara revived us.

>>18420490
Oh yer, new Zombie and Witches thread, I want be participating though because I'm at my local gaming shop, playing Risk against my bro (he's a fuckung wizard at this game btw, imagine Shizune but younger and as a dude sans deaf and glasses)

"I'm going to warn you ahead of time, you are going to think I'm crazy..."

"Kid, if I thought you were crazy, I would have never taught you how to do any of the shit I did."

Well, he has a good point...

"It was the day Marco tried to off me..." You dive into the story, the whole story. You've known Diego long enough that you wouldn't be able to live with yourself if you dragged him into this shit without him knowing everything you know.

The old soldier seems to take it all in stride, nodding along and asking questions that let you know he's absorbing everything.

"So you are only somewhat alive and now we may have to fight through a superior force, armed with just what's in this plane and whatever we can pick up in the Ukraine... All so we can bust in to a melted down nuclear reactor to find the soul of a witch that is inside of your mind...?"

"Well when you put it like that..." You groan.

"Makes you sound crazy, eh?"

"A bit, yeah."

"I don't mean to be an ass, but do you have any proof of any of this? I don't doubt you, but..." He shakes his head.

"Kiara?" You ask, out loud this time.

All at once the dials and gauges of the plane start to go haywire, spinning and beeping and klaxons blaring. All for just a handful of seconds before they all return to normal at the same exact time.

Diego sits back in his seat, and calmly blinks once.

"Now that," He says without a hint of surprise present, "Is some shit."

Honestly though,
We do need to explain him about magic. Platinum too. Just so that he knows what the fuck is going on IF things go horribly wrong.

>>18421492
Wasn't Diego, though.

>>18421311
Ask Kiara if we can have her regen a blown off arm. If so have him blow it off then when he get over the OIMGWTFBBQ!!!!???!?!!! explain in full.

>>18421517
I miss Risk, haven't played in a year probably. Sounds like you have your work cut out for you, good luck.

>>18421517
*won't

>>18421507
The best way to keep a secret is to keep it secret. If we tell this dude, he might tell our dad, and our dad will try to use us to expand his empire, and Kiara hates being used.

I strongly veto telling him anything about magic.

>>18421538
I agree Diego, this is some serious shit, one the bright side assuming the soul is there and we can get to it, a couple big buts extracting ourselves will be much easier with a fully charged witch on our side.

Also Diego, don't tell Dad, I know you work for him but if he finds out he'll probably want to use her the same way Caesar did and his end was not a pretty one.

>>18421551
Ha thanks, on a plus side, we haven't played in like forever so we should (theoreticaly) be even in skill

Plus next Nod Quest will be tomorrow, I know I've been slacking on delivering the goods but school has really been taking up my time. Luckily for me though Spring Break starts tomorrow so that'll give me plenty of time to write up dem threads

>Find old sketches
>Might as well draw some ZW related instead of hammering f5 every few seconds and waiting all alone in the darkness.
>Wait, Kiara looked 17 and short, didn't she?
>And I already did kinda draw her.
>Oh well, this is the late mother, then.
...
What the hell did I do to her arm? Where does it vanish?!

"Just don't tell dad, I don't trust him with this info and I'd rather he not know for his own safety as well."

"You know me, I'll take it to the grave." Diego nods.

"Though I'd rather that not be on this trip." He adds with a rare smirk.

"You seem... Pretty calm for all of this, you know." You prod, a bit shocked at how well he is taking it.

Diego nods and looks deep in thought for a second.

"Well you know I did some pretty black ops shit back in my younger days."

"You aren't that old, come on."

"Yeah well, I'm pretty sure I've seen some dudes that might be a part of this Order. It was back in the Gulf War, I was part of the incursion force, tip of the spear and all of that..."

Diego lights up a cigar, and you gratefully accept the one he offers to you.

"We were deep into it by this point, wiping out SCUDs, taking down key targets, the like. Ran into a group of five unknown combatants, not just the average guys with AK's, either. Think we startled them because they shot first, which was pretty fucking retarded, considering how fast we shwacked 'em. First thing we noticed was their ammunition, silver tipped looking shit, not exactly standard fare."

Diego adjusts the autopilot slightly to adjust for an airliner.

"Then we started finding more and more silver shit, until one of the guys said he was pretty sure it was platinum, which was pretty fucking bizarre, considering they wore so much."

The old soldier looks over at you.

"It was a minute later that we found the three little girls in the back of their vehicle, cuffed with more platinum."

>>18421687

Thats them alright

>>18421611
Sweet, I've got to work all day but I can lurk from my phone, don't have to drive again. Any idea what time about?

>>18421668
Magicaintgottaexplainshit? I'll use the pic as reference for future mom flashbacks/etc. I dig your artstyle.

Papa, I remember Marco calling us a Latvian in the first thread. Did you retcon that, or are we Latvian/Russian?

>>18421668
She is a member of the Hizoku Ninja Guild.
only Mexicans will probably get the reference at first.

>>18421687
That's them, nasty motherfuckers with influence everywhere and fingers in all the pies. Sorry about springing this on you so suddenly, didn't have a good chance to tell you and I wanted to keep as few people involved as possible due to the dangers.

>>18421687
My God.

The Bleeding Sword orchestrates wars to give them an excuse to perform witch-hunts!

>>18421737
It'll start around 12 or 1 pm, and boy oh boy, lets just say it's gonna be one mammoth of a thread with all the stuff I have in store for Commando... Hinty hint hint

"Certainly meets the description." You nod.

"Well we didn't know what to make of it, none of it. Called up to command and they told us to wait for further orders, which meant shit all considering how little we cared about orders. Talked to the girls and found out they were from a village over. Took em home and made sure they were safe with their parents. Dad said they went and disappeared in the middle of the night, without him ever knowing. He had the whole damn place up in arms over it. Almost turned into a bloodbath right there, until we let them have the corpses of the dudes we found."

"I think you might have found yourself a few witches." You ponder out loud.

"Didn't know what to make of it back then, but sure fits the bill." He nods in return.

"Intel came in from some of our other teams, found out that there were more villages all saying the same kind of shit. Young girls and a few boys all disappearing in the night. Small firefights against groups that the locals thought were CIA. Command had to double our objectives and push us to exhaustion to get us to drop our little investigation."

Diego leans back in the seat, chewing on the end of his cigar.

"To be completely honest, I was wondering if it was somehow all related, ever since you handed me those platinum crosses." He exhales a long plume of smoke.

>say/question/action?

>>18421771
Last's dad was Lativian, but served with the KGB in Afghanistan up until the end. He moved back to Russia for "work" after for a few years, which is where Last was born. Shortly after they moved to Miami so he could use his contacts to ship arms and eventually drugs into the states.

>>18421886
Nice, I'll be back from Detroit by then I think, after that I have to go to work which sucks because I wanted to chill with my friend. Should be able to jump in around one.

>>18421911
"Platinum suppresses magic. They use it as a weapon, and they hunt down children and tear their souls out of their bodies. Fuckin' monsters."

"I was wondering if you couldn't give me a few pointers on how to sneak into a probably-still radioactive building full of superior hostiles?"

And now I'm gonna take them down. or Kiara is going to when we get her soul and body back

"Platinum seems like their big weapon against witches, think of it like magic kryptonite." You nod.

"Makes sense, those fucks sure had a load of the stuff on them."

"Speaking of them, any pointers as to how I can sneak into the reactor? I don't fancy just gunning my way though the elite guard they have there."

Diego thinks for a minute, rolling the cigar around in his teeth.

"One guy alone wouldn't stand a fucking chance, but it seems like that magic girl in your head might help you a bit. We'll have to talk strategy once we get a layout of the place. I can always set up Rex to provide overwatch so I can be on the ground with you."

"...Max? I thought it was just us."

"Named the drone package I had installed in the chopper."

"You named the drone?" You chuckle a bit.

"Seemed like it need a name..." Diego shrugs.

"So after you free this soul of hers, what then?" He asks, looking at your head as though Kiara might burst out at any second.

"She wants to find her body, which we don't have any info on yet. After that, we bring the Order down. I guess."

>questions/talk? timeskip to Ukraine?

>>18422152
Some exposition on Diego's past would be nice, if he's willing to talk about it.

>>18422152
I spose a time skip would be in order.

>>18422152
How good are you at bullshitting people.

Do you think it's possible we land the little bird there, say I'm special witch hunter Johnson and you're my assistant Murderpants. We say orders from on high are to make sure their security is prepared as top brass found that someones been sniffing around.

We might need some platinum for this plan but it could work and I don't relish trying to bust on through.

>>18422162
Agreed.
Does kiara have any suggestions?

We could ask if Kiara wants to know anything. This is her chance to get some tactical advice I suppose.

>waitingforop.jpeg

"Speaking of that... Think there's any chance that we could sneak in disguised as them? Tell them we're on orders or something?"

Diego looks over before shaking his head.

"We don't know any of their comm info, which is going to be encrypted. We don't know their command structure, how they operate... Just too many variable for that. If this is an elite guard, they aren't going to believe something like that any longer then it takes them to switch off their safeties."

"So... No?"

"Not looking like its possible at this point." Diego nods.

"Anything you want to know, Kiara?"

"Nothing." She replies.

"Never do have any questions, do you..." You say, it isn't a question, she never does.

"Ever encounter anything like that again, while you were in the service or anything?" You ask Diego.

"Did I? No. I heard the same kind of shit was happening in Kosovo though, from some of my old buddies. Never did know what to make of it, though."

You talk for a little while about random shit, your car, his chopper, nothing important. You sleep through much of the flight, only waking back up when you hit the UK and fuel up for the last leg of the trip.

Diego doesn't seem to mind, he enjoys flying enough to keep himself occupied.

The ridiculously rough landing on an "airfield" in the Ukraine wakes you up in a hurry. Grass on either side of the plane, dirt under the wheels...

"Guess it really is a field..." You groan sleepily.

>>18422408

time to check conspiracy bros contacts here.

He was the one who tod us about people here right? or was it dad I forget

>Listening to fever 105
>Drawing things
>Finally in Ukraine?
>We gonna stalker now?
>"It was summer madness~"
Makes even the hardiest man sensual to some groove. Helps if one is crazy and hearing voices, too.

>>18422516
is that piece new?

"Ukrainian special, had it reserved just for us." Diego cracks another rare smile, you can tell he enjoyed the challenge the little airfield offered.

When the plane finally comes to a stop, a group of AK-wielding men approach in a pickup. You notice the PKM gunner on the back has the weapon trained right at the cockpit.

"Trouble?" You ask, reaching for your own AK and wondering if the 30mm grenade launcher would take out the whole truck.

"Not yet." Diego says, but he unzips the duffel-bag at his side, the one with his short AR in it.

One of the men approaching looks down at a piece of paper, back at the plane, and then waves his hand and shouts something.

The men all lower their rifles, and the gunner swivels his off to a safe direction.

"See?" Diego says before getting ready to exit the plane.

The Ukranians question Diego for a few minutes while you stand by idly, just listening to the conversation. They had gotten worried, thinking you were late. One of them had gotten the time wrong, which earned him a gruff smack on the head from their leader.

"Apologies." He says in a thick accent, "He is idiot."

A few minutes later, and the Ukrainians are helping you and Diego unload the massive plane. They brought some equipment which makes it easier to get the helo out of the hold, which they park in the field. Diego sets about getting it ready to fly in the off chance that you will need it sooner rather then later.

You, on the other hand, marvel at the cache of weapons that your father had added to the cargo hold. You fancy your little AK enough to take it along, but you figure something quiet might be a good idea, as the suppressor for your current rifle will only do so much.

"But damn dad, this..." You just shake your head and chuckle a bit, like a kid in a candy store.

>>18422544
Just did it.

Though, now I notice those white spots around the nose... Damn it brain, stop looking at the pretty colours and giggling.

>>18422408
Get into contact with conspiracy nuts contacts, see if Diego has any contacts that could be useful. Research, get as much layout as we can and then stake the joint out for as much info on the patrol routes and more important the guards as possible, see if there are bars they frequent something like that to pump them for info. An assault without groundwork will fall like a house of cards, on fire.

>>18422561
Do we get a list? Or is this free choice?

>>18422516
fixed the "I DO COCAINE!!!" around the nose.

You figure you can only take maybe two more weapons before you just get too overloaded to function. You already snatch up a nice set of NVGs that are still in the case.

[ ] VSS Vintorez
-9x39mm
-PSO-1-1

[ ] LMT LM308MWSE
-.308
-Trijicon TARS
-Suppressor

[ ] SCAR-H
-7.62x51 NATO
-ELCAN Specter 1-4x
-Suppressor

[ ] M72 LAW
-Multi-purpose rocket launcher

[ ] Mark 153 SMAW
-Multi-purpose rocket launcher

[ ] RPG-32
-multi-purpose rocket launcher

>>18422687
>>18422516

You are an art wizard, there is no more doubt in my mind.

>Mortal~<3
hnnggg

>>18422718
No AUG A3 XS? I'm dissapointed.

[x] Vintorez
>We need a sniper weapon.

[x] Mark 153

>>18422718
Scar and Law

Because that round and fond memories

>>18422781
I figured the AK74u would be good enough for close work

>>18422826
True I suppose, I'm just in love with the AUG and it's variants.

>>18422718
The fucking Scar, it's a beautiful weapon.

Mark 153 SMAW

>>18422718
Perhaps the VSS and the RPG?

Might as well try and blend in a little bit and maybe get us a little more time to catch the order with their pants still at the knees.

The scar is nice and all, but we have no long range weaponry. Hence the VSS.

And we will need some sort of anti-armour capability, so the Mark 153 for versatility.

>>18422854
I only have a bit of trigger time with one, but I liked how it handled. Still fumbled a bit with the reloads.

I'd get one if I had the cash, shame they are so expensive in the US. Not to mention they are classified as a pistol in Michigan, so you can roll around with a loaded and concealed one in your car.

>>18422687
>>18422516

How long did it take you to do these by the way? I can't draw fast at all.

>>18422942
No idea. I usually carry some kind of pen and paper all day, erry day and jot down things as the day progresses. This piece is something I had in my notes already, so I just took picture of it and coloured it. It might be something I did a year or two ago, for all I remember.

To speed things along...

1-VSS
2-SCAR

MK153 is already in as the rocket launcher

VSS I love the VSS I will make a VSS before I die.

rolled 1 = 1

>>18423001
and forgot my dice...

>>18423000
Ah, cool. I should start practicing more when I get a chance. If I ever got a chance...

>>18422915
Well seeing as I'm a britfag I'm a bit limited when it comes to firearms. Havn't fired anything other than a .22 rifle and an L98A1. Gun restriction laws are irritating, suppose I should join the rifle club at uni.

>>18423001
VSS

[x] LMT LM308MWSE for mid to long range heavy hitting
[x] Mark 153 SMAW
because why the fuck not?

rolled 1 = 1

You dredge the VSS out of it's crate, along with four extra magazines all loaded to the brim. You already have seven for the AK and three for the Sig, so you figure if you need any more small arms firepower then you are already in too much shit for it to matter.

The MK153 is easier, the US packaging making it quite simple to remove from it's container. Along with the launcher itself you snag one FTG tube, two HEAA tubes, and a single HEDP tube, as well as two spare magazines for the spotting rifle.

All of this you somehow fit inside your duffel, which is now quite full of some serious firepower and quite heavy.

One of the Ukrainians snags it and tosses it in the bed of another pickup.

"This one's ours." Diego adds as he throws his own gear in and hops into the drivers seat.

You notice the Ukrainians your father no doubt hired as they move Diego's helicopter over to a small hangar, and argue with one another as to what to do about the plane.

"Think we can trust them?" You ask as you pile into the Hilux.

"Do we have a choice? Anyways, your dad paid them quite well, and they are some of his friend's best men, apparently."

Diego turns over the Toyota's engine and shifts it into gear before checking around to make sure he didn't forget anything.

"So where are we headed?" You ask, not even sure as to where you are.

>leaving my dice on, again. I see why it happened so often in HLQ. huehuehue

"Safehouse, about twenty kilometers east. We can get our plan together once we're there, make sure we have anything we could possibly need."

The drive is over some fairly bumpy road, which the "vintage" Toyota handles well. Along the way you make a point to stop and pick up a dozen pre-paid cell phones. You find yourself wishing for a faraday cage inside the truck, until you realize that none of the cells have reception.

"Which is why I brought a few sat-phones." Diego chuckles as he notices your frustration.

You take one of them and eagerly start trying to use it, which proves to be even more frustrating then the cellphones.

"Easy there, they aren't new models. Those won't pick up much of a signal in these trees, you can try from the safehouse."

"First time trying one." You gripe.

"Don't worry, first time I tried using one I ended up rigging it with some detcord and just blowing the fucking thing up." Diego smirks, as though recalling a fond memory.

The "safehouse" might only deserve to be called "safe" as it isn't exactly a house.

The aging shack has a corrugated tin roof, and most of it's wooden construction looks like its been more or less left to nature since the fall of the iron curtain.

"Well at least we got a nice place..."

"For as much as we paid them, seems like they might have cheated us a bit." Diego agrees.

Upon entering the shack, however, you quickly stop griping.

The interior is actually quite nice, some newer couches and chairs, even a fridge.

More interesting then those, however, is the electronics suite lining one wall.

"Some nice stuff here. Russian, but nice." Diego comments on it as he looks it all over.

"Encrypted radio links up to a series of dedicated satellite phones, very difficult for anyone to track back here. Nearly impossible, even." Adds an elderly man with liver spots as he walks into the main room, slicing an apple in his hand with a small knife and eating the chunks.

"Who are you?" You ask, unsure of what to do.

"Friend of your dads, and leaving. You're free to use anything here, just try not to destroy any of it." He says as he walks out the door, and you notice a Landrover limousine waiting for him, must have arrived shortly after you did.

>action?

Get info from anti-FEMA Jensens informants.

>>18423298
Investigate the equipment, call up conspiracybro's contacts, see if they know anything, we especially want a layout of the place.

I don't trust the equipment though, the people providing it are probably tapping it so try to avoid using it.

Why has Kiara been so silent?
Ask her if she is able to feel anything about the old guy. Is he reliable?

"He reliable?" You ask Kiara as you watch the old man go.

"Somewhat. He might be a friend of your dads, but all he has on his mind is money. As long as he gets paid, he's happy." She informs you.

Well that's better than nothing...

"I'm not sure if I trust their equipment, could be rigged with bugs." You light up a cig to quiet the demons in your mind, the ones other than Kiara.

"Jerk." She snorts.

"Which is why I brought this along..." Diego pulls something out of his bag and you take a closer look. It looks almost like some kind of small remote control with an antenna, certainly nothing you recognize.

"Checks for bugs." He adds as he notices your confusion.

After a few minutes of walking around the room, waving the device around and running it along the walls, Diego nods.

"Guess we can trust them that much at least, nothing here." He puts the gadget back.

"You're free to do whatever you need, I'm going to get some sleep, that was a long damn flight." He waves before heading back to one of the bedrooms you already investigated.

You grab out one of the satellite phones and head outside. In the open clearing, it still takes a few minutes for the phone to pick up any kind of signal.

Holding the scrap of paper with the contact info in front of you, you dial up one of the numbers and wait.

After a few rings, it picks up.

"So you the one I was told to wait for? Whats the password?"

"Ancient aliens." You respond, reading off the paper.

"Too true, those fucks are responsible for everything. I hear you're interested in busting into some reactors, eh? All I can help you with is information, so what do you want to know?"

>questions?

>>18423560
Ways through the sarcophagus and into the reactor.

>>18423560
Layout, security personnel, weak points, access into Chernobyl Reactor 4, security protocol there and so on.

I know they're hiding something big in there and I'm going to bust it wide open. They're hiding something and I need your help to show the world the truth.

>>18423560

anything about reactor 4 and the surrounding area

Layout, current organization, staff, working hours, security measures, groovy radio channel freq and if there is anything strange about the place that he knows of.

>>18423560
Where we could get our hands on some rad gear.

Floor plans if possible.

Btw, does anyone have anything they'd want to see drawn for Z&W?

Can't promise it will be anything you ask for. All I can promise is that there might be some colour inspired by some funk and voices in my head.

>Ukrainian funk
Where?

>>18423689
The 'cuda cruising?
Or diego?

"I'm going to need to get through the sarcophagus, find some way inside. Any idea if there are any openings?"

"Inside? Hope you've brought some sick radiation gear or you're a dead man. You might be a dead man even with some... There's only one entrance still usable, everything else has been welded shut or bricked over. It has four guards on it at all times, two of them are snipers that won't be easy to spot. If you need to get inside, its that door or you make your own."

"I'll have to get some. So there's pretty heavy security?" You ask, setting down the paper.

"Heavy doesn't even begin to describe it. I know of at least four hidden tank bunkers, each of them staffed around the clock. I also know that they have a gunship or two on call at all times, you'd have a fifteen minute window before they arrive."

"That little?" You gape.

"That little." He confirms, "The tanks would probably be active in five or less, depending on the crew's state. These aren't regular soldiers, so don't expect to catch them snoozing."

"Infantry?"

>>18423689
Us with a rock in our hands, torn while deciding the policeman's fate.

Maybe with a ghostly Kiara whispering in our ear to do it.

"From what I've been able to count? No less than fifty at all times, though they aren't all bunched up. They run patrols every half hour, which leaves about thirty or so around the main area at all times. They tend to not stick right at the reactor, other then the four gate guards. I've noticed a few small UAV's flying around, but they don't seem to be an everyday thing."

"Any idea if those are present at the moment?" You ask, not in any mood to have constant surveillance around the place.

"No idea, but I don't think they fly at night, so that may be your best bet." The contact tells you.

"Got any kind of map? Something I can reference for guard locations and the like?"

"You can draw one up, its a no-fly zone so I don't have anything like that. Besides, can't send it over the phone and I'm not about to chance anything else, I'm not as much of a risk-taker as your friend in the states."

>questions?

>>18423770
>>18423712

Rock idea and 'cuda idea I like. Maybe Last and Kiara sitting together in the senate room?

>>18423772
Any information on where their water main is? We could try poisoning the whole base or something.

Or if we could sneak into the control room we could open the sarcophagus door and let Kiara's soul escape without having to actually go in. The radiation would kill a lot of the Order as well.

>>18423772
Where can we get some led suits?

>>18423772
Any way to jam their radiosignals, destroy their communication channels?

"How about a water main that they use? I might be able to poison off some of them."

"No idea about that. My guess is they don't rely on any local water, too irradiated. I've seen them shipping in supplies so they might just drink it out of a bottle."

"Well shit. How guarded is the control room? I could pop open the main door from inside, right?" You ask, trying to figure out some way to take them out without an all-out gunfight.

"Might work, but there's no guarantee it's still even rigged up. I've never seen them open the place up, so I doubt they'd just leave a switch around that does it. The door with the guards has a key panel on it, but I don't know the password."

"How about jamming, I could cut off their communications maybe."

"Ah, now that I can help you with." The informant tells you, and you quickly scribble down information on their encrypted channels. Hopefully Diego will be able to make something of it.

"How about some place I can pick up some anti-radiation gear? I don't really have any." You admit.

"No idea where you're at, but it isn't going to be easy to find I don't think. Not to the kind of protection level you would need to go balls deep into the reactor, at least." He replies.

"I don't think we'll need any, I can shield you from the worst of it. If we manage to get my soul back, the radiation will be a non-issue afterwards." Kiara tells you.

>Any last questions for the informant? Call it good with him and do something else?

>>18424027
If we manage to get your soul back, a lot of things will become a non-issue afterwards.

OOC Question: Do we know if she still needs a body once she gets her soul back? And if we die, but she gets her soul in the process, could she bring us back?

>>18424027
Ask about radio stations. We need some funky beats to kill to.

>>18424084
She still needs her body, no fun being a ghostly apparition and whatnot.

A human can only be brought back to life once and still resemble a human, after that...

>>18424100
No reckless use of explosives to crack the reactor then...

>>18424027
Decide what funky beat you are going to use to litter their communication channel with. Multiple radios tuned to all their channels, all giving them the soul of summer and images of hot mamas. I bet the order would appreciate it.

>>18424136
I like this idea, why not use this when the action starts.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&feature=endscreen&v=G5r5OE_u5m0

>>18424136
...We're gonna troll our way trough this, aren't we?

>Canned heat- Jamiroquai
Just because of the name. And it's a classic already.

>>18424136

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FU02ET7NJTc

It has a sort of irony to it.

>>18424203
Seconding.

Lightly trolling kiara whilst saving her soul? Sounds about right.

"Alright, thanks for all the info, you've been a lot of help."

"Consider it a gift, I want to see this thing blown open as much as you do."

"Cool. Hey, know of any funky radio stations around? I need a good beat."

"Radio? Not around Prypiat friend. Your best bet would be satellite if you've got it. Might be fun if you hotmic their comms to something, eh?"

"You read my mind." You grin, before hanging up.

Heading back inside, you find one of the couches quite comfortable as you lay back on it. Maybe too comfortable, as you start falling asleep.

"Ah well, gotta wait for Diego to wake up anyways." You yawn.

"Go to sleep, I need to show you something." Kiara speaks up, right when you were about to nod off.

"Oh gee, thanks, that sure makes it easy to go to sleep..." You turn over on the couch with a grumble.

The clock on the wall ticks on, while you twist and turn and sigh at the fact that you now can't... ZzZzZz...

"Holy fuck, where did you take me?!" You ask, whipping around to take it all in.

Massive buildings around you, and you recognize the plant after a few seconds. Must have been the vorpal green and purple sky that threw you off.

"I'll admit, I was hoping for something nicer, maybe some fond memory of helping out some village or something."

"Tch, quit your griping. I used what we found out to construct this, its a three dimensional map of all the guard locations, that we know of, at least." Kiara sighs as she walks toward you... Clad head to toe in a full combat loadout, AUG slung against her chest.

"Good look." You comment with a smirk.

She shoots you in the face.

>>18424136
>>18424203


Yes.

>>18424203

GLORIOUS.

>>18424240
Damn, should have waited before posting >>18420671
Now would have been excellent time.

>>18424136
Wait what if...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6QIw1BQIvT4&feature=fvwp

>>18424203
>>18424287
Oh lord I cannot choose.

The two of you start walking around inside the dream. Thankfully the bullet to the face didn't do anything here, but Kiara smirked as you panicked about it for a few seconds.

She's done a decent job, based on some images you'd pulled off of google earth way back in the internet cafe way back then.

"You're welcome." She smirks even harder.

"Yeah yeah, good work." You admit as you prod one of the gate guards in the chest. Which feels quite bizarre, as he's little more than a blue outline of a person.

"So what can we learn here?" You ask, fiddling with the numpad on the door, which doesn't react.

"Shit this feels like a bad video game..."

"I did the best I could with what we have to go on. If nothing else, at least get used to the layout." She huffs.

So you continue to stroll, wondering where the tanks are, wondering if this is even going to help.

>say/question/action?

>>18424287
i lol'd thinking of that over all of their comm channels, but why not take it a step further and put it over their pa system if they had one
BTW we should hook up ride of the Valkyries for our air assault.

>>18424312
Why choose? Take it all and create a trolltracks vol.1 : You never asked for this, Stalker!

>>18424312

The Irony of >>18424203 wins it for me to be honest.

>>18424335
I don't think I could choose, so many good songs to use...

>>18424335
Complete with radio dj quips between the tracks.

"Oh, yeaaah.... Now, was that your commanders voice you heard? Noo~<3. It's daft punk and their groovy rhythm giving some humanity and compassion to you all. Enjoy."

>>18424323
Any brilliant ideas Kiara, it's kinda pointless to ask if you can pull mind affect mojo on them given that they all have more platinum than a trophy wife on them.

Remember we just need to get in not out, we could engineer a distraction, draw as many guards and resources away from us and bust through then. We won't be able to just go through but if they're moving right and we move left we might be able to Kansas city shuffle them.

>>18424240
glorious


An assault on the comm channels is going to alert, well, everyone for everything. We should push it back as far as possible, and then (sadly) Not use a thumping funky beat.

Saturate the airwaves with the voice of a grumbling russian man in a short recorded loop about wiping away the stain of nuclear power and ending the meddling of international reptilioid corporations.

And then have someone Far Away target anything that is obviously the visitor center, or maybe that smokestake with the red and white stripes, with a shoulder-launched rocket.

Eco-terrorists are not The Sword's problem, so they will try to mellow at least a little while "real" security forces search for someone in the human-safe zones.

Meanwhile we walk across the barren yard (near that big crane) and find an entry into the long building along the edges where the sarcophagus is butted against the structure.

The soul is hopefully not in the reactor zone proper, because the casing would have been shredded in there and there has been lots of international groups working in and around that. But in the operations building, on the "hot" side of the massive concrete walls meant to protect the plant operators who continued to work for years? A likely place, and one intact enough to get in to, especially if we super-punch a welded door.

Aw yeah, Matrix training.

First let's map the most direct route to the core, where her soul will be kept.

Then we map secondary routes: Air ducts, crawlspaces, stuff like that.

Then we map paths to the control room, armory, communications room, barracks (so we know where to avoid going) and such.

>>18424323
>AUG
Words cannot express has pleased this makes me

>>18424240
Is she capable of giving us any other magical buffs other than strength? Anything might be helpful at this point.

>>18424323
Stroll around, feel the place up. If nothing else, then some kind of demolition could be set up. Easier to do on the spot with visual help then to count it all beforehand from maps.

>>18424335
>>18424389
"Radio Pripiyat, soft, serene and smooth."

"Got any ideas yourself? Immortality had to get you some kind of battle experience, right?"

"Not with firearms. Nothing like this... I should think that a distraction would do well, draw them away from thinking about us. Perhaps that helicopter we brought, I would think that would create enough havoc to allow us some room to move." She thinks out loud, looking up at the sky and back to the ground.

"Yeah, that might work." You nod.

"Any idea what happens when we even find your soul? You slurp it up like a noodle or something?"

"Hah. I'm not sure, I don't know if any witch has ever reunited her mind and soul." She says, toying with the rifle in her hands.

"Well, that's reasurring..."

The two of you continue to walk around, noting anything that seems worthy. It would help if you knew more locations of troops, but you work with what you've got, and then you...

"Improvise." Kiara finishes for you, much to your displeasure.

While you grumble and bitch about her being able to read your every thought, you make a point to look for cover, concealment, air ducts... Anything that might get you out of trouble, or into it.

Lastly, you figure out a direct path to the core of it all, through the back. You have some tactical knowledge, whatever your dad and Diego taught you anyways. The way you figure it, you can fast-rope in to the back and have Diego keep them occupied in the front. That just leaves you with a patrol or two to deal with... And maybe a tank, or four....

>>18424609
How powerful are you gremlin powers Kiara, I'm not asking you to take out a tank but could you say fuck with the targeting system, either have it be taken out or knock its aim a bit off, I somehow doubt that they platinum plated the tank computers, but they might have.

>>18424609
We cant do the direct way. We've got SOME training as a drug enforcer.

These guys are an elite secret society that hunts down superhumans. No contest. We have to be stealthy.

>>18424609
when the chopper comes in as a distraction it needs to be blasting this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V92OBNsQgxU

>>18424609
Also do we have access to plastic explosives? Those seem like they could have some serious used on an Op like this.

"Think you can do anything about those tanks? Jumble their sensors or anything?" You ask Kiara.

"Unlikely, if they really are armored in platinum. That would pretty much disable anything I could do in my current state. With my soul I could just turn the ground underneath them to mud and make them sink, or something." She shrugs.

"Well I'd rather not rely on the rockets, if I don't have to. I want to sneak in, as close as I can anyways, which is why I'll have Diego drop me off in the rear, out of sight. Should be able to get pretty close without too much attention."

"That would probably be for the best. I'd rather not rely on your firearms alone to get us there." Kiara agrees.

"Same. But with Diego circling around the front and cracking off rockets, a lot of the enemy force should be tied up."

"Perhaps, you mortals certainly are easily distracted." Kiara says as she tilts her head to gaze at the sarcophagus.

A tap on your forehead rouses you from your sleep, and you sit up on the couch, rubbing your eyes.

"Get up, we've got to move." Diego tells you, his tone serious.

"Wha? Why?"

"Getting some bad vibes from some of the guys we supposedly bought, I think they might be trying to roll over on us." Diego says, handing you your AK.

>>18424684
To cliche.

Has miss architect of matrix and overlord of badly designed games any idea how she is gonna pull off the whole "getting soul back" thing? She is gonna just improvise that too?

>>18424711
Time to rock and roll.

Get Kiara on vibereading.

>>18424711
Fuck right when I'm about to go to sleep a twist appears. Well that's why I love archives and free time, peace out.

>>18424713
how about this?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gwKcDnEPJfY
i can see the littlebird mowing down guys and taking out tanks to this

"Shit, what?!" You exclaim, hopping up off the couch and checking to make sure the rifle is chambered. It is, Diego really must be worried.

"Been monitoring them ever since we got here, bugged their vehicles. Their boss is shopping around, trying to find a deal on anyone who might want two armed Americans." He says as he gestures to your armor.

Hurriedly you switch out of the track suit and into some A-TACS fatigues and slip the vest over it. You quickly check the pouches and plates, everything already in place. Snatching the VSS and SMAW off of the table, you sling both as best you can and notice Diego peeking out the door.

"We're still clear, but we need to get back to the airfield. I hope you've worked out some kind of plan, we'll refine it on the way."

"On the way?!" You panic.

"On the way. If we're about to be sold out, then this is our one chance to make this operation a success." He nods as he slings his Colt.

"There's no one nearby, we should hurry." Kiara tells you.

"Witchy girl says we're clear at least to the truck, lets move." You tell your friend, who nods and shoulders a backpack full of gear before heading out the door.

"Witchy girl?" Kiara asks, clearly unamused. Tough for her, you don't have time to fool around anymore right now.

You and Diego pile into the pickup and he get it started and moving rapidly, the suspension almost bottoming out on some of the potholes in the dirt road as he pushes the Hilux hard across it.

"We're going to do this fast, like I taught you. Its going to take me a few minutes to fire the bird up, so I'll need you to cover me."

You nod in response, telling him you are indeed ready.

...Shit, you HOPE you're ready.

It doesn't take long to reach the small airfield, which is good because it doesn't give the adrenaline any more time to fuck with your system.

Which it already has.

Thankfully they just have one pickup guarding the place, four guys lazing around outside of it, smoking and drinking as they talk.

That gives Diego plenty of time to swing to the right of them and level the 203 on his Colt.

*Thunk!*

The grenade arcs out of the tube, and the four men don't have time to do anything as it impacts the front of their pickup. The truck detonates almost instantly, erupting into a fireball of gasoline from the extra tank lashed to the front of it.

Diego doesn't even admire his handywork, he just drives.

The hangar is locked, twice, only confirming his suspicions that these guys are trying to fuck you over here.

A few quick shots from his carbine and he starts hauling the hangar doors open.

"Shit, the roof is low..." You comment, "We can hook it up to a truck and pull it out?" You ponder.

"No time, I can work around it. Setup by that pile of bricks, over there!" He gestures, "Should give you a good view of the place without drawing fire toward me."

You sprint off in the direction of the cover, and Diego heads inside to get the chopper up and running. You hear the whine as the engine fires up, but you know its not going to be ready to fly for a few minutes longer.

Which might give those guys in the pickup barreling toward you from down the runway enough time to stop your plan in its infancy.

>action?

>>18424887
How good a shot are we?
If we think we can do it, snipe the driver.
Otherwise, rocket.

>>18424887
If we're a good enough shot take the driver, if not knock a wheel out, the ground sucks and they're moving fast they'll flip. If we aren't good enough for either shoot at the windshield, get broken glass in their eyes and maybe the driver will jerk the steering wheel and fuck up.

>>18424887
Use the VSS, we should conserve our SMAW ammo.

>>18424887
Tires out. The road will give them hell of hit and I suspect they ain't using safety belts.

>>18424887
Gonna need those rockets and we don't have our 30mm launcher at the ready I assume.

VSS time. Hopefully it'll take them a bit to get a fix on us.

>>18424803
Prepare for shit rolls.

"Company!" You shout over the headset.

"Take them out! I need another minute!" Diego replies.

Shit.

Ducking behind the bricks, you un-sling the VSS and give it a look. You've never used one, but like all slav weapons, half of it's beauty lies in it's simplicity of use.

It doesn't take you more than a few seconds to charge the rifle and get the sights on target. You know the heavy 9mm ammo will drop like a stone, so you use the scope to do the hard work for you, holding it a few dashes down and leveling it on the car.

You don't know if the glass is bulletproof, or maybe that's just the concern you're giving yourself so you don't have to smoke the driver.

Either way, you level the sights on the front right wheel of the vehicle thundering in your direction. At the same time, you do your best to stay concealed in hopes that they won't engage with the PKM before you get a shot off.

First 1d20 determines shot effect.

rolled 14 = 14

>>18424992
Rolling for justice

rolled 2 = 2

>>18424992

Come on last you can do this

rolled 3 = 3

Prepare for huehue.

The gunshot is more akin to a cough then anything else, in fact, you're so worked up that you don't notice the recoil and almost wonder if you fired at all.

Until you see the vehicle drop down on the right side and swerve violently, the driver unable to correct for the blown tire on the terrible road at such a high speed.

The pickup careens off until it rams headlong into a tree, though slow enough to not incapacitate anyone on-board.

...Those people that disembark and quickly start sprinting in your direction.

"We're good! Get over here!" Diego yells through the set.

Slinging the VSS again, you pick the AK off of your chest and rise from cover. You quickly lay down a few bursts of cover fire, causing the relatively untrained men attacking to panic and drop to the ground.

This gives you enough time to sprint for the hangar, which you do while cracking off a few bursts to keep their heads down.

Sliding into the passenger seat of the helicopter, Diego doesn't wait a second before giving the rotor power and causing the chopper to rise a few feet above the concrete below. Slowly he starts to work it forwards, to get it out of the hangar.

The men in the field start firing, which Diego answers with a long burst from the heavy .50cal guns, quickly silencing the incoming.

A few seconds later, and you are clear of the hangar and out into the open. Diego quickly increases power, and the weapon-laden bird responds by rising rapidly into the sky, out of range of the men on the ground, if they are even still alive.

"Nice work down there." He grunts as he adjusts heading.

"So I've got a plan..."

>"Drop me off in the back, out of sight, and then head out front and fuck anything that looks at you funny."

>"We hit them head on, hard and fast, let the drone keep them occupied."

>Something else?

>"Drop me off in the back, out of sight, and then head out front and fuck anything that looks at you funny."
If I can get to the reactor, everything should work out.

>>18425097
Drop me in the back, tactical insertion. Head out front, keep them busy, make a lot of noise. Killing them isn't as important as keeping as many of them as busy as we can for as long as we can. Once I get the soul, hopefully, I can cause some serious damage.

God Speed Diego, don't die on me, you've only done right by me.

>>18425097
>STALKER
>No worries, real men often take the back door

Our path is clear.

>>18425097
>"Drop me off in the back, out of sight, and then head out front and fuck anything that looks at you funny."

>>18425129
>If I can get to the reactor, everything should work out.
it os strange when things boil down to "i sure hope i can get extra-close to the radioactive deathpit!" as a good plan.

"Drop me off in the back, out of sight, and then head out front and fuck anything that looks at you funny. Getting back out shouldn't be a problem once Kiara has her soul back."

"That I can do. You sure you'll be right on the ground by yourself?" He asks, with a look of concern.

"I'll be fine, I've got a witch in my brain, what could possibly go wrong?"

Diego grunts in response and keeps the chopper low to the trees, doing his best to stay out of radar altitude.

You sit back in the seat and check on your gear, capping your VSS and AK mags off with some ammo from a box in the chopper.

"We're about to attack a blown nuclear reactor, guarded by some kind of elite black ops for a secret order, all so a witch in your brain can get her soul back..." Diego grins and just slowly shakes his head.

"I have some friends that would cut off their left nut to be in on this. Fuck, if those guys could see me now..."


A witch mind and soul, will they BLEND? Find out Sunday at 5pm on Zombie & Witch!

Sorry to bug out so early, but I've got to be up at like 5am and on the road to Detroit which is at least a two hour drive, and that's without factoring in rush hour.

>>18425275
It's been fun. See you on sunday.

Just want to thank you again for all the wonderful drawings artwizard, they are truly funk.

I'm off to bed, see you Sunday, and likely Monday as well.

>>18425275
See you then. Give your friend a fistbump and a thank-you from /tg/

>>18425331
Thanks, Papa. /k/omrad here, if you ever end up in the PNW, I will buy you many beers.

Do we have some explosives in the helicopter? Maybe we can disguise us being dropped off on the building itself as merely someone on the helicopter planting explosives? (We plant a bomb somewhere they'll find it so they think the landing is just for placing the bomb so they don't look as hard for someone on the ground)

>>18425275
thanks Papa-N

We should really discuss with Kiara what happens if we find a soul that isn't hers in there. It's not as though she's the only powerful witch ever.

>>18425876
Riiight. The plan did hinge on the hope that it indeed was kiaras soul in there...

Well, if it comes to that we'll improvise!

Turn trolling to 11 to stand side by side with our paranoia indicator and start radio Pripyat decoy.

>>18425876
what if its in there and we don't exactly like what we find?

Guys, she noted that she'd get us back to normal if she gets her soul back. And until she gets her Soul back, we're gonna get fucked over by a lot of Radiation.

Also, I will never forgive you Papa-N if you kill Diego. Such a fucking bro, it's too early for him to die.