>implied first post

>>44382318
>>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!

>>44382318
>[x] That DOES sound like a bad idea.

>>44382318
>>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!

>>44382318
>>Nope. Not getting involved in this.

>>44382318
>>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!
>>Other: Or are you more into Sam, Heerman? I mean, it IS a new era, we can't be judgmental about these things...

Let's see if we can actually get her to pop her safety valve...

>>44382318
>>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!
LEWD

>>44382318
>Nope. Not getting involved in this.

>>44382318
>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!
>You know you miss it Heerman, the feeling of deckhands running to and fro from bow to stern...
>*whisper sailing euphemisms into her ear*

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>>44382318
>Nope. Not getting involved in this.
NOPENOPENOPE


>>44382344
CT pls

>>44382318
>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!

Threadly reminder that destroyers are thirsty

>>44382318
>>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!

>>44382318
>>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!

And Merry Xmas, winter solstice, or holiday (whichever you fancy) from SEA to anons worldwide.

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>>44382318
>>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!

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MERRY CHRISTMAS WO-CHAN, WE'LL SAVE YOU ONE DAY

>>44382318
>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!

>>44382318
>>Nope. Not getting involved in this.

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>>44382419
>We'll save you one day!
>tfw Hoel is a Puella
>tfw Wo is now a magical girl

>>44382452
A magical girl themed shipgirl would be neat.

>>44382318
>>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!

>>44382318
>That DOES sound like a bad idea.
You know how important protection is, and how they'll never us it.

>>44382318
>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!

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talking about WO-chan...
who to see Hoel eating burger together with Wo-Class and Hana?

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>>44382419
>>44382452
>>44382547
What if the real Wo is actually the "Hat" while the girl part is like the tail (like how some lizards can cut off their own tails to save themselves).

What if....we decide to put on the hat?

>>44382318
>>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!

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>>44382578
we already covered this. I drew a picture of what would happen.

>>44382578
We should try and see what happens, even if it would be a horrible idea.

Although I would more like to see an Abyssal Quest, run by whomever.

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>>44382578
Gaim pls
No fruitlocks, only Cards

>>44382452
>>44382494
As said in previous threads, we need to collect old baseball cards to unlock new active and passive powers, and abilities.

>>44382745
what about bobbleheads?

>>44382754
This isn't Fallout.

>>44382318
>>Come on, we've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!

The joke is too apt to go unmade.

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>>44382754
Sounds like Vault-Tec conspiracy, chief.

>>44382745
Beat an Abyssal! Gain a card!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JSk8rLMHm_0

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>>44382318
"Come on!" You laugh as you slap Heerman on the back. "We've had seamen in us for YEARS. It's natural for a ship!"

"See? I knew she'd back me up!" Johnston smiles smugly.

"I think you two are going to regret this." Heerman sighs.

"Aaaah, don't worry about it!" Sam chortles. "Even though it's OFFCIALLY against regulations, plenty of the girls here have their own flings and even honest to god relationships!"

"You're kidding." Heerman blanches.

"OOOOH! WHO?" Johnston's eyes sparkles.

"Heh, yeah, I'm pretty curious about that myself." You nod, wondering if any of the other shipgirls you met so far were under that category.

"Information like that has a price!" Sam grins as she puts a finger to her lips. "Whaddya have to offer me?"

"Um, my eternal gratitude?" You say lamely.

"I'll let you touch these." Johnston points to her unnaturally thick frontal armor.

"Hmmm, that's tempting..."

"Don't encourage them, Sam." Heerman shakes her head. "I don't want them getting IDEAS-"

"Well, it's a good thing we're here"! Sam announces as she brings you in front of a rather innocuous looking building. It looked like any other of the numerous barracks buildings on the base, but this was had the distinct lack of identifying markings. Sam then casually waltzes up to the thick steel door at the front and gives it a healthy knock, her knuckles creating loud metallic rings.

"Password?" You hear a filtered speakerphone voice query.

"What?" Sam frowns as she looks up at the camera mounted above the doorway. "Since when the fuck did you guys have a password?"

"Ahaha, just kidding! Come on in!" The voice laugh as there's a loud buzz and the door slides open.

(cont)

>>44382781
>Cardcaptor Sakura
That show takes me back to the time when they used to air that on Cartoon Network before it went to shit.

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>>44382797

And that's when a red headed girl wearing military fatigues lunges out and picks up Sam, lifting her off the ground like a person picking up a cat.

"Damn, Sam! It feels like it's been FOREVER since I've seen you!" The red headed soldier laughs.

"It's only been three days, Red!" Sam giggles like a little girl as the red headed soldier plants Sam on her shoulders like she's giving her a piggy back ride.

"Yeah, so fuckin' forever!" Red grins. "You really should come out to the field more often! The newer guys are starting to wonder if you're really as scary as we tell them!"

"Pffffft, bitch, I only need them to respect me, not fear me." Sam rolls her eyes and then looks back at you. "Oh, right, girls, this is Red, Red, these are the rest of my bros! Hoel, Johnston, and Heerman!"

>Huh, she seems kinda familiar.
>I have no damn clue who she is.
>Other

>>44382810
>Huh, she seems kinda familiar.

>>44382810
>>Huh, she seems kinda familiar.
"I remember something red complained a while back...."

>>44382797
Holy shit you went through with the panty roll

>>44382810

>Huh, she seems kinda familiar.

>>44382810
>Oh, right, girls, this is Red, Red, these are the rest of my bros!
>bros.
Merc pls. We sistas
>I have no damn clue who she is.
I just want to get laid!

>>44382810
>Huh, she seems kinda familiar.

>>44382810
>>Huh, she seems kinda familiar.
That pic of Hoel and Anna is great

>>44382810
>>Huh, she seems kinda familiar.

>>44382797
>dat image
Is that Heerman or Anna? I can't tell.

>>44382834
Them black and yellow stripes, classy

>>44382810
>>Huh, she seems kinda familiar.

>>44382870
Chibs it's Anna, it's pretty obvious

>>44382810
>>Huh, she seems kinda familiar.

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>>44382810
>Huh, she seems kinda familiar.
OH SHIT IT'S RED
GENERAL QUARTERS GENERAL QUARTERS
ALL HANDS MAN BATTLESTATIONS

>>44382801
Which one, the original, or the lameass localized version?

>>44382797
MUDHENNNNNNN

>>44382810
>I have no damn clue who she is.

>>44382898
>anna
>pink hair
really? I never expected that hair color. I expected something more natural. It's hard to know when most of the reference pics that I get are the same tone as the old WWII black & white photos.

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>>44382797

>>44382932
It's not so much what she looks like, it's the context of the picture. Who did we tease last thread? Who did we roll for her underwear color? Who wears headphones all the time?

>>44382810
>Other
"Strike-One, right?"
We did see her on the way back.

>>44382898
>>44382932
>>44382963
Plus, we did roll to see what kind of striped panties she wore last thread.

>>44383032
Which I stated, but thank you

>>44383008
>Other
"Yaoi, right?"

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Talking about Red and Yaoi...
look what i still have here...

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>>44382810
"Waitaminute... I think I've heard that name before..." You frown when it suddenly clicks together. "You were at that Wo capture mission?"

"Oh damn, she remembers!" Red gives an approving grin. "Most of the shipgirls don't even bother giving us the time of day!"

"I take it you don't like Abyssals." You continue.

"Nope! Absolutely hate 'em!" Red says, still with a smile. "Come on in!"

Red motions for all of you to file inside, where you immediately get this very homely feel. There's lots of tables and chairs scattered about, and even a large sofa, indicating lots of people frequented the area. Not to mention, there were racks up on racks of weapons of various types littered everywhere within easy reach, and a big screen TV for entertainment. What also caught your eye, was the various trophies and pictures lining the walls, depicting everything from fishing trips, helicopter rides, and all sorts of memorable moments.

But what really steals the show was the corpse of an Abyssal Destroyer displayed on the wall like a trophy fish. You could see its armor pitted and scarred from multiple bullet impacts, and a gaping breach in its side where presumably the killing blow had landed.

"One of the very first we tagged and bagged." Red says proudly, Sam still riding on her shoulders. "Section fought Vahlen tooth and nail to keep possession of it. Makes for a GREAT conversation piece, let me tell you what!"

"Hey, where is everyone?" Sam asks as she looks around. True enough, the room looked rather empty.

"Oh, Section and other guys wanted to make you girls to feel at home, so they decided to go on an ice cream run. They should be back any minute now." Red explains.

"Wait a minute." Sam frowns. "The only place you can get ice cream on this short notice is.."

"..yep." Red nods.

>Do I even want to know?
>Examine the Abyssal corpse.
>Take a closer look at the pictures.
>Other

>>44383153
>>Do I even want to know?

>>44383153
>Examine the Abyssal corpse.
SITE RECON

>>44383153
>>Do I even want to know?

>>44383153
>Take a closer look at the pictures.
Does Section wear a green sweater?

>>44383153
>>Do I even want to know?

>>44383153
>Examine the Abyssal corpse.
>So when are the boys coming back with the goods?

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>>44383153
>Examine the Abyssal corpse.
>Take a closer look at the pictures.

KNOW YOUR ENEMY
USE THAT KNOWLEDGE TO SAVE SISTERS LOST TO DARKNESS

>>44383153
>Examine the Abyssal corpse.
You have gained jelly.
You have gained light HP potion.
You have gained 200 gold.

>>44383153

>Do I even want to know?
>Examine the Abyssal corpse.

>>44383153
>Do I even want to know?

>>44383153
>>Do I even want to know?

>>44383117
Oh damn that takes me back.
Also it's yuri when it's girls involved, not yaoi

>>44383153
>Do I even want to know?

>>44383153
>>Take a closer look at the pictures.

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>>44383236
So you're saying communism is involved?

>>44383236
I know that... well, its as gay tho.

>>44383153
>Do I even want to know?
Yes we do. It's fucking ICE CREAM for fuck's sake!

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>>44383272
Always.

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>>44383272
>>44383290

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>>44383272
>>44383290
to quote Liberty prime: "communism shall not stand in the name of democracy!"

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>>44383304
CURSE YOU ROMANOVVVVVVV

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>>44383341
I see you're gangsta
I'm pretty gangsta myself

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>>44383153
"Do I even want to know?" You ask curiously.

"Well, uh, due to the combination of shortages and limits on shipping, ice cream is a bit hard to come by on base." Sam explains. "There's only two possible places. First is Mulberry's pantry..."

"...which breaking into is fucking suicide." Red adds.

"Or the freezer units in one of the carriers docked here." Sam finishes.

"SLIGHTLY less suicidal." Red adds again.

Yep, still the same old Navy you knew and loved.

"So, so Red, does your squad have any cute, single guys?" Johnston leans forward, her eyes sparkling anticipation.

"Pffft, why would you want to hook up with any of those farts?" Red snorts and then leans forward with a seductive look in her eye. "I could show you girls a better time than any of them!"

"E-erm, no thanks." Heerman stammers.

"Y-yeah, not ready for that." You shake your head.

"Oh! I look forward to it, then!" Johnston give a knowing grin, causing Red to blanch, obviously not expecting her to give a positive answer.

"Haha, totally backfired on you!" Sam cackles.

"Sh-shut up!' Red's cheeks start turning the color of her nickname. "It works on the other destroyers!"

"Taffy 3 ain't like any other destroyer, bitch!" Sam boasts.

"Fine fine, point taken." Red sighs, defeated.

(cont)

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>>44383483
"Anyways, Red." Heerman takes charge of the conversation, her eyes drawn to the Abyssal trophy. "How long have you been in STRIKE-1? You seem to know your stuff."

"Heh, I was in STRIKE-1 before we were even called STRIKE-1." Red grins proudly. "Me and Section were part of the original team that made first contact with the Abyssals."

"Whoa, really?" You gasp. "Hey, hey, can you tell us about it?"

"Yeah! I wanna hear!" Johnston joins in.

"Might as well while we're waiting for everyone else." Sam grins.

"Fine fine, but I need alcohol for this." Red sighs as she sets Sam back down on her feet and grabs a bunch of beers from a a nearby cooler and sets them down on the table. She takes one for herself, pops off the top, and takes a long pull from the bottle.

"Grab a seat, all of you. This is gonna take a while. It happened years ago."

You, your sisters, and Sam all sit down on the sofa while Red grabs a chair for herself, sitting on it in reverse so she's leaning down on the back.

"It was a cold and snowy night..."

>From Red's perspective.
>From Section's perspective.
>Other

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>>44383483
>"Or the freezer units in one of the carriers docked here." Sam finishes.
>mfw
>>44383499
>From Section's perspective.
Are we going Snoopy all of a sudden?

>>44383499
>Other
From the Abyssal's perspective.

Because I'm such a massive Abyssalfag.

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>>44383499
>From Red's perspective.
TIME TO FUCK UP

>>44383499
>From Red's perspective.

>>44383499
>From Section's perspective.

>>44383499
>From Red's perspective.
>"It was a cold and snowy night..."
>Dat AC0 reference.
Oh Merc you cheeky ____ you.

>>44383499
>From Red's perspective.

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>>44383499
>>From Red's perspective.
SITE RECON TIMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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>>44383499
>>From Red's perspective.
I am (not) opposed to Johnston's willingness to experiment.

>>44383499
>>From Red's perspective.
Johnston is the best

>>44383499
>From Red's perspective

Live, from /tg/ and late as dicks, it's FRIDAY NIGHT
I don't have much. KC is doing another saury event, ACI is giving out a holidays XFA-27 and 3 million credit drops
WoWS sees 0.5.2 rebalanse))) ships and the economy, as well as adding a collab with "that other shipgirl anime"

I'm liking the cheeky Buddyposting. Don't forget, only a week until the 20th anniversary of V2!

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>>44383607
>Don't forget, only a week until the 20th anniversary of V2

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>>44383657

>>44383236
on that note, trying out a new drawing program for the kiss prompt. It will take some time to get used to.

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>>44383499
"Hey, HEY BOOT!"

You're snapped back to reality when the somebody slides the Blackhawk door open, letting in a bone chilling blast of cold air and snow. You can feel it, even with the thick insulating layers of your cold weather gear. One of SEALs, you haven't quite memorized all of their names yet, motions to the fast rope lines hanging off the side.

"Relax, Boot. Just remember you training and you'll be fine." Your squad leader, Section, puts a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

You brave a peek out the side of the Blackhawk. Directly down below was your target, a fishing trawler that had gone both figuratively and literally dark. No comms, no lights, and no indication of life on board. Recalling your briefing, your team was supposed to clear it. Why they were sending a SEAL team out instead of the Coast Guard, you didn't know.

And those waves looked fucking HUGE, which were in turn making the fishing boat rock back and forth. With no apparent intelligence at the controls, its movements were completely unpredictable. The wrong move could send you falling into the sea, and you heard you would last a minute in the freezing cold north pacific waters.

"Are you ready for this?" Section says as he grabs onto one of the fast rope lines.

>Head out first.
>Head out last.
>Other

>>44383796
>>Head out first.
Time to dive into the fireworks.

>>44383796
>>Head out first.

>>44383796
>Head out first.

>>44383796
>>Head out first.

>>44383796
>Head out first.
REPLACEMENTS UP FRONT, I DON'T WANT ANY OF OUR LADS TO BUY IT!

>>44383796
>>Head out first.

>>44383796
>Head out first.

>>44383796
>>Head out first.

>>44383796
>Head out first.

>>44383304
Alex, I... I have, um... you're throwing everything you've got at us, Alex. We're supposed to be allies, you maniac! I'm the one that put you into office!

>>44383918
LISTEN CAREFULLY! I am not your pet Mister President. We Romanovs have a LEGACY to consider!

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>>44383938
What I give about your legacy.

>>44383938
I don't give a wooden nickel about your legacy! You call them off.
Alex?
You call them off!

You know we'll retaliate.

>>44383974
>>44383987
I wouldn't be too sure, Mister President...
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JtfBZjCcnF4

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>>44384012
>not Hell March 2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Scjy-jQWTQU

>Section
MENENDEZ!
E
N
E
N
D
E
Z!

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>>44384026
>Not wanting to link Red Alert 2 to the Yuktobanian assault on Sand Island
What are you, a Grey Man?

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>>44384052
>What are you, a Grey Man?
Ayyy lmao.

>>44384074
Belkan space magic pls remove

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>>44383796
"I'm ready, sir!" You assure him, firmly gripping the second line.

"Go go go!" Section calls out as he leaps out of the Blackhawk, controlling his descent with both his hands and feet.

You quickly follow suit, making sure you have a tight grip on the line before leaping out. Almost immediately, the wind hits you like a brick wall, causing you to swing around like a pendulum.

"Stay calm!" Section calls out from the darkness. "Use your NVGs if you have to and time your dismount!"

It's a good thing your hands are clenched around the rope, as they would be shaking uncontrollably from both the cold and anxiety. Down below, you can see the deck of the fishing trawler as it rises and lowers with the motion of the waves. You time your dismount right when the boat reaches the apex of its climb, your feet thankfully planting firmly on the deck. The rest of the squad follows as well, dropping down with a speed and grace that seemed to make your own fast rope descent seem slow and clumsy.

"All right, we do this by the book. Me and Boot will clear the bridge. The rest of you clear out the lower decks and plant charges as planned. The bird only has ten minutes worth of fuel before going bingo. so let's move fast."

The rest of the squad nods silently before scuttling off down the hatch leading to the lower decks of the boat. Meanwhile, Section motions for you to follow him as he carefully climbs the stairs to the ship's elevated bridge. Even though his rifle is raised, from his stance and posture, you can tell he's not expecting to encounter anything.

(cont)

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>>44384074
>The Belkan Grey Men were actual Aliens
This explains so much

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>>44384103
You don't even have to breach the door of the bridge, as it's already open and flapping open and closed in the wind with a loud snapping sound every time it does so. Section rushes inside, while you follow close behind, sweeping your rifle across the opposite corner. However, just how you expected, there was nothing.

"This is Section, bridge is clear."

"Acknowledged. We're planting charges. There's minor flooding down here, but that shouldn't be a problem."

"Good. Let me know when we're done." Section says. After he shuts off the radio, he gives one last look around the empty bridge.

"Too late again." You hear him seethe under his breath.

>Ask him what he means. Is this normal?
>Just stay quiet.
>Other

>>44384117
>Just stay quiet.
Let the man think. Menendez can't have gone far.

>>44384117
>>Just stay quiet.

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>>44384117
>Just stay quiet.

>>44384117
>Ask him what he means. Is this normal?

>>44384117
>Ask him what he means. Is this normal?

>Ask him what he means. Is this normal?

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>>44384108
Don't worry guys, I've got this.

>>44384117
>>Ask him what he means. Is this normal?

>>44384217
belka pls. We love you and your technology. but stop making us hate you when you use it in all the wrong ways!

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>>44384217
>>44384240
Rock star pilots>>>>>Aidoru pilots

>>44384117
>Ask him what he means. Is this normal?
>>44384240
>Belka
The SV-262 is based on the real world Saab 35 Draken, which was one of the choices of starting plane in Ace Combat Zero.

>>44384117
>Ask him what he means. Is this normal?

>>44384117
>Just stay quiet.

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>>44384250
> not posting the /aceg/ special LE

>>44384117
>>Ask him what he means. Is this normal?

>>44384289
does it fly at sub-orbital altitudes? It wouldn't be a superweapon if it can fly at the altitude the Arkbird flies at.

>>44384317
I don't know anymore
It started with Excalibur at Avalon and a Scinfaxi in a pool

>>44384335
link to thread pls? I wants to see how it unfolded.

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>>44384289
>Gryphus Squadron is bigger than Garuda's emblem
YES
THIS PLEASES THE SOUTHERN HEMISPHERE

>>44384335
I'm sorry wat

>>44384361
It's one of the /aceg/s from this month. Check the archives

>>44384366
Remember, /aceg/ is just the assblasted Belkans General. This is the result of post-VGL boredom and innate BELKAN-ness

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>>44384117
"Wait a minute, is this normal, sir?" You ask curiously. You knew you were being out of line, but you felt you had to know.

"I guess they haven't told you." Section says ruefully. "Over the past few years, ghost boats like these have been popping up, and they're starting to become more common."

"Really?" You blink.

"Yeah." Section leans against the front console and gazes out the front windows. Up in the sky, you can just vaguely see the running lights of the Blackhawk orbiting above. "It started happening over in Japan, first. Boats that were either completely abandoned, or filled with dead and mutilated remains washing up on shore. At first, people thought it was just North Korean refugees meeting bad ends, until they started popping up in Alaska, too."

"Let me guess." You frown. "Nobody knows because we've been covering it up."

"You have to understand, we have no idea what causing this." Section motions to the empty bridge. "Until we do, the US Government is content to write these off these ships as "missing"."

"Charges planted, sir."

"Got it." Section turns to you. "Time to go. I don't have to tell you that this information stays in the squad."

"G-got it." You bite your lip.

You all quickly reboard the Blackhawk, the whole process of being winched up just as hazardous and harrowing as the fast rope insertion. With everybody safely aboard, the Blackhawk begins to pull away just as the boat detonates, leaving the remains to sink below the heartless waves.

However, you're barely minutes into your return journey when your radios crackle again with a new message.

"Section." Your anonymous superior's voice buzzes. "Mission update."

"No contacts. All evidence disposed of." Section says simply. Words that he has repeated many times already.

(cont)

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"Well, we're getting new intel in right now." The voice reports. "It's not a boat this time. An entire town went dark."

You can feel everybody's hearts stop at those words.

"Are you sure?" Section asks grimly. "It's winter and we've got a lot of heavy weather going on right now. Maybe it's just a cut line or something."

"Alaska State Troopers sent men to investigate, and haven't gotten word back.This is officially in our territory now." The voice says. "Considering the site's close proximity to Anchorage, we cannot ignore this. Redirect to immediately."

"You heard him." Section says to the pilots. "You got the fuel?"

"Enough to get back to shore." The pilot confirms. "We we'll have to head straight back to base for refuel."

"Good. Do it." Section sighs.

"So what do you think it could be?" One of your squaddies, Chunks asks.

"Five bucks on Russians." Bubba insists. "They've been been making a fuss about reclaiming Alaska lately."

"Nah, I think it's aliens." Xray says.

"Pfffft, get the fuck outta here." Bubba snorts.

>It's probably nothing.
>Can never trust those damn Commies.
>I don't think we're dealing with something human.
>Other

>>44384453
>I don't think we're dealing with something human.

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>>44384407
I thought they stopped making /aceg/ threads after the AWACS SkyEye gaff?

>>44384453
>I don't think we're dealing with something human.

>>44384453
>I don't think we're dealing with something human.
I bet those abyssals are stealing all the saury.

>>44384453
>Other
"My money's on zombies."

>>44384453
>other
"Terrorists and criminal elements?"

>>44384453
>It's probably nothing.

We're the FNG who dies.

Oh wait, no, we're the FNG who survives. Chunks, Bubba and Xray are going to bite it.

>>44384453
>>Can never trust those damn Commies.

>>44384453
>Can never trust those damn Commies

>>44384461
Im-fucking-plying /aceg/ would die that easily when 7 is confirmed

>>44384468
>saury
I just want to finish the damn Mamiya quests is that too much to ask?

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>>44384526
no, you can never have too much saury. You must acquire saury. All of the saury.

I wonder if there's an Ooi around.

>>44384453
>I don't think we're dealing with something human.
Farm the chrysalids for extra XP! There's a spot within the hold where they can't get at your dudes and they can shoot them at their leasure!

>>44384526
5 days. 5 Freaking days for 32 decorations. What was Tanaka smoking?

>>44384453
>>I don't think we're dealing with something human
Too clean, humans no matter how good would have left tries by now.

>>44384557
Same thing he smoked when he cooked up PT imps

>>44384453
>>I don't think we're dealing with something human.

>>44384453
>Can never trust those damn Commies.

>I don't think we're dealing with something human.

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>>44384453
"Well, uh, I don't think what we're dealing with is strictly human." You admit.

"Well, leave it to the Boot to believe in the craziest theory." Bubba rolls his eyes.

"Hey, come on, not even Spetsnaz are this stealthy. You can't just knock over dozens of boats and then an entire damn town without a single trace!" You argue.

"Regardless, we're going to investigate." Section grunts and turns back to the pilot. "Can we do a pass over the town for recon?"

"Sorry, no can do. We're already bingo fuel, and there's a big storm system heading in." The pilot points to a large mass of dark clouds, illuminated by the moonlight. "Best I can do is drop you several clicks from the town."

"It'll have to do, then." Section sighs. "Everybody, get ready to drop."

This time, the fast rope process was much less harrowing, considering you were dropping down on solid ground instead of a rocking and out of control boat. However, you were feeling no less anxious. Whatever was out there, it was waiting for you. It's cargo delivered, the Blackhawk pulls away, heading back to base at full speed.

"All right, the town is just several clicks west." Section says. We'll split into two teams of four. I'll lead Alpha, Bravo will handle overwatch. Boot, Bubba, Xray, stick with me. Chunky, you've got Bravo."

"Yes sir." You nod. "What do we do?"

"We just got data from a U-2 overflight. Thermal imaging only." Section takes out his tablet, showing a few red splotches. "We're picking up heat readings in the town and on the docks. Whatever attacked the place might still be there."

"Shouldn't we focus on getting comms back?" Chunky asks. "Once that blizzard hits, I don't think even our gear can get a signal out."

>Secure the radio station first.
>Sweep the town for survivors first.
>Clear the docks of potential hostiles first.
>Other

>>44384703
>>Clear the docks of potential hostiles first.
Step 1: Secure the Perimeter

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>>44384703
>Clear the docks of potential hostiles first.
Wait. Hang on a minute.
>Filename
>The town's proximity to anchorage
>Anchorage
MERC YOU'RE A WITTY CUNT I'LL GIVE YOU THAT M8

>>44384703
>Secure the radio station first.
For when we need to BUG THE FUCK OUT

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>>44384725

>>44384703
>Clear the docks of potential hostiles first.

>>44384513
So how wet were they when that happened

>>44384745
First thread in a long while to turn over in hours, not days

>>44384785
Gib archive link plox

>>44384703
>>Clear the docks of potential hostiles first.

>>44384703
>Secure the radio station first.

So we can call for evac and a nuke when things go pear-shaped.

>>44384795
Check the archives yourself, it was less than a month ago

>>44384703
>>Secure the radio station first.

>>44384703
>>Secure the radio station first.

>turning on the radio wakes the beasts

>>Secure the radio station first.

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>>44384703
"Maybe we should check the docks first." You suggest. "If it really is a foreign force attacking the village, the sea is their most likely infil and exfil point. We take it and we can trap them here."

"Seems like a good plan as any." Section nods. "All right, Alpha will move forward and clear the docks. Bravo, you hold position and provide overwatch support."

"You got it." Chunky nods, hefting his treasured Minimi.

You follow Section as he leads Alpha Team along the shoreline. It's not long until the blizzard hits, when you see the wall of white snow swoop forward and engulf you, drowning your vision in a swirling, white mass.

"Switch to thermals." Section grunts, putting on his IR goggles. You follow suit, and some semblance of clarity returns to the world, though only in vague black and white outlines. However, you do see a MASSIVE thermal reading up ahead.

"Is... is that an oil tanker?" You gasp.

"It looks like it just plowed straight through the dock!" Bubba observes.

"M-maybe it's a disguised transport?" Xray suggests.

"Keep moving." Section hisses. "Bravo, do you see anything?"

"Just your IR strobes. No other movement."

The four of you creep closer and closer to the beached tanker, rifles ready and sweeping in every direction for a potential threat that never materializes. Being on the left flank, you're the one closest to the water. You gaze at the black, empty void, and can't help but feel that there's something under there. Enemy divers? Fish? Just your imagination?

>Put a few warning shots into the water.
>Proceed to the tanker.
>Other

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>>44384929
>>Proceed to the tanker.

>>44384703
>Once that blizzard hits, I don't think even our gear can get a signal out
We have our orders. Locate survivors. Leave the city immediately. Radio command from outside the storm wall. They send in the cavalry, we go home.

>>44384929
>Proceed to the tanker.

>>44384929
>>Put a few warning shots into the water.
Captcha:Select all images of bodies of water such as lakes or oceans.
DEUS VULT.

>>44384929
>Proceed to the tanker.
>>44384947
>he doesn't use legacy captcha

>>44384929
>Put a few warning shots into the water.
we gonna get ganked and pulled under by a wo-class I swear.

>>44384929
>Proceed to the tanker.
Button, etc


>>44384806
As someone who doesn't frequent /vg/, help?

>>44384969
Plot Twist:
abyssal is inspired by Red ferocity on this event to evolve into humanoid form

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>>44384941
>It's like we're fighting with Razgriz itself out there...
>Jean, I don't remember Razgriz looking tiny and pale white!

>Put a few warning shots into the water.

Aggro them now. We might get trapped if they show up when we're already in the tanker.

>>44384983
I honestly don't know if there's a site that archives /vg/ threads with reliable records and a search function, but if there is, go there and punch in /aceg/ or Ace Combat. Look for threads around the 4th or 5th of December to feel the hype

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>>44384969
>Wo-class
>Not I-class

>>44384998
>Who is Archer

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>>44385019
I was thinking more of the SPIRIT of Razgriz, not the pilots, mang.

>>44384929
>>Proceed to the tanker.

>>44384929
>Proceed to the tanker.

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>>44384929
You shake your head. It was probably just your imagination. You turn your attention back to the docks, and your team walks up to the hull of the beached tanker. From your IR, you could see the steel hull was coated with this thin layer of liquid.

"Is it oil?" Bubba asks.

"I don't know." You press your fingers against the hull. The warmth bleeding through your glove confirms what your IR is telling you. Whatever this liquid was, it was warm.

"Doesn't smell like oil at all." Xray notes. "It... it smells kinda like blood, actually."

"No way, it's probably just the blizzard messing with your senses."

"An oil tanker not actually carrying oil." Section mumbles. "Something isn't right here..."

>Continue to investigate the tanker.
>You've wasted enough time here. Check the town.
>You've wasted enough time here. Check the radio station.
>Other

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>>44384929
>Other
"I don't think we're alone out here..."

[ABYSSAL ACTIVITY]

>>44385110
>You've wasted enough time here. Check the radio station.
WhiteNoise.jpg

>>44385110
>>You've wasted enough time here. Check the radio station.
Time to see if anyone's still alive.

>>44385110
>You've wasted enough time here. Check the radio station.

>>44385110
>>You've wasted enough time here. Check the radio station.

>>44385110
>>You've wasted enough time here. Check the radio station.

"I got a bad feeling about this."

>>44385110
>>You've wasted enough time here. Check the radio station.

>You've wasted enough time here. Check the radio station.

>>44385110

>You've wasted enough time here. Check the radio station.

"Who else has the sudden urge to start quoting horror movies?"

>>44385110
>>You've wasted enough time here. Check the radio station.

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>>44385110
"Sir, I think we've wasted enough time here." You say with concern. "Maybe we should see if we can restore comms."

"Hmmmm." Section seems to stare at the tanker for a long and uncomfortable time before being shaken back to reality. "Yeah, that sounds like a good plan of action. Bravo, move up to our position. We'll be making a move to the radio station."

"Roger that." Chunky responds. "Moving forward."

"Let's move." Section hisses as he takes point, leading you further into the blizzard.

You turn your head towards the town, but in this blizzard and at this distance, there's not enough resolution to see if there's anything alive there. Everything was just too quiet, which didn't sit well with you.

"Hold up" Section stops at what looks to be a large jeep. On its side, you see the logo of the Alaskan State Police.

"Guess those troopers really did arrive." Bubba grunts. "But where did they go?"

"I see shell casings." Xray bends down. "9 mm. These guys came out shooting."

You round the corner of the jeep, and slide to a stop.

"And it didn't end well for them." You say, pointing to the large, frozen blood spatter on the side of the jeep, like somebody just threw a bucket of red paint at it.

"No bodies. Must mean they were disposed of." Section grunts. "The station isn't far. We should keep-"

And suddenly, you hear the distinctive CRACK of a rifle shot, as well as the trademark PING of a bullet hitting steel as it whizzes past your heads and into the door of the jeep. Immediately, you all hit the snow and raise your weapons.

>Put your weapons down! We're here to help!
>Hostiles! Waste those motherfuckers!
>Other

>>44385288
>>Put your weapons down! We're here to help!

>>44385288
>Put your weapons down! We're here to help!
be naive rookie. turn into jaded veteran mofo.

>>44385288
>Put your weapons down! We're here to help!

>>44385288
>Put your weapons down! We're here to help!
CHECK FIRE! BLUE-ON-BLUE!

>>44385288
>>Put your weapons down! We're here to help!

>>44385288
>>Put your weapons down! We're here to help!

>>44385288
>Put your weapons down! We're here to help!

>>44385288

>Put your weapons down! We're here to help!
>We're fucking AMERICANS!

If swearing in English doesn't convince them of our friendliness, they ain't American survivors.

>>44385288
>Put your weapons down! We're here to help!

>>44385288
>>Put your weapons down! We're here to help!

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so I found this gem in the /aceg/ thread. Is that really you Red?

>>44385404
Dude, that JASDF commemorative livery has been around for years now.

>>44385441
it just goes to show how new I am and how far deeper I need to lurk.

>>44385486
Get out while you can.

>>44385486
There's one for the OH-1 Ninja and AH-64J too.

>>44385512
It's too late now. There is no escape now.

>>44385512
Don't worry, I'm still at surface skimming levels. I can still see light coming from the surface. Besides I only took a glance at the most recent thread. I didn't go into the deep dark archive diving depths that you feared.

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>>44385288
"Put your weapons down!" You scream in the darkness. "We're US Navy SEALs! We're here to help!"

In the distance, your IR was already picking up several fuzzy blobs of heat peeking out of the windows of what you assumed to be the radio station. It was a small, squat building sitting atop a hill, with a large radio antenna tower standing behind it. Immediately, you see the doors fling open and one person stumbles out.

"Oh thank god!" You hear a man sobbing. "So you're here to rescue us?"

"Yes we are." Section steps forward. "Can you tell us what happened here?"

"Monsters... monsters!" The man sputters. "W-we tried to run but there were so many and they were so fast...."

"Monsters?" Section asks curiously.

"Fucking knew it!" Xray hisses.

"Shut up!" Bubba grunts as he elbows Xray in the side.

"W-we took shelter inside the radio station since it was on the high ground!" The survivor continues as he leads you inside.

"How many?" Section says sternly as he reaches for his first aid kit.

"Six, including me. That's all that made it up here." The survivor explains. "A-and one of the Alaska State troopers, but he's hurt really bad.

The survivor leads you past a trio of outdoorsy types, all armed with large caliber hunting rifles. They silently acknowledge your arrival before turning their attention back to their grim guard duty. Further inside, you see two women who were fretting over an Alaskan State Trooper, his right leg missing below the thigh.

(cont)

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>>44385582
"Bubba, Xray, help them secure the perimeter." Section snaps as he rushes forward with the aid kit. "Boot, get the rest of the story from him."

You turn the survivor.

"Can you tell us what happened exactly? How did these 'monsters' arrive?" You ask.

"O-o-o-on the tanker!" The survivor stammers. "They came out right after the tanker crashed!"

Your heart stops at this revelation, and you can tell the same has happened to Section.

"Chunky, what's our position right now?" Section asks quickly.

"We're at the tanker, just like you ordered, sir." Chunky says.

"Get out of there." Section says. "Get out of there NOW!"

"Sir what's-"

And then the line devolves into a series of incoherent screams and gunfire, which you can hear over the distance as well before quickly falling silent, only replaced by loud, inhuman wails.

"SHIT!" Section curses, grabbing his rifle.

>You need to go help Bravo!
>Bravo's toast. There's nothing you can do.
>Other

>>44385592
>>Bravo's toast. There's nothing you can do.
And thats a terrible naming, Merc.

>>44385592
>Bravo's toast. There's nothing you can do.

>>44385592
>>Bravo's toast. There's nothing you can do.

>>44385592
>Bravo's toast. There's nothing you can do.

>>44385592
>>Bravo's toast. There's nothing you can do.
We hardly knew, ye.

>>44385592
>Bravo's toast. There's nothing you can do.
The Department of Defense regrets to inform you...

>an Alaskan State Trooper, his right leg missing below the thigh
No good. shock and blood loss will get the better of him.

>>44385592
>>Bravo's toast. There's nothing you can do.
we lost half our team so we XCOM now right?

>>44385625
Nah, we gotta miss at point-blank range next.

>>44385633
>>44385625
Plus the enemy has to roll a crit on us.

>>44385592

What's the pic from?

Just created for kicks or is there a story for it?

>>44385656
And then Red and Section need to LOSE CONTROL OF THE SITUATION.

>>44385673
Then everybody panics while the enemy either crosses the distance or shoots like they all made marksman.

>>44385663
I think that's from Modern Warfare 1

>>44385707

Including the giant legless hellbeast what left a handprint behind it?

Also just dug this out of Planefag's KCQ, from a thread in February. Proof that Merc plans his shit.

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>>44385797

And of course I forget the goddamn image.

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>>44385592
"Sir, there's nothing we can for them now." You say sadly as you put a hand his shoulder.

Section's grip on his rifle tenses for a brief second before he finally lets go.

"Tell me everything you know about these things." Section growls to the survivors. "Strengths, capabilities, weaknesses, anything that can help us kill them."

"W-well." One of the women speaks up as she tightens the tourniquet on the Trooper's leg. "They don't seem to like to venture too far from the water. They can't move very fast on land, which is why I think they haven't attacked here yet.

"They're thick shelled, too." One of the woodsmen grumbles. "Need something high caliber to knock em down. For the smaller ones, a rifle is fine, but a pistol is just a pellet gun to them like those poor Troopers found out. And there's the BIG ones. You'd need a .50 at least to crack their shells."

"Sir, Bravo had all our heavy weapons." You frown. "Xray's only carrying one AT4."

"I'm aware of that." Section seethes. "How about the radio? Can we get any comms out?"

"The station is powered by a generator in the town." The first survivor explains. "It got shut down during the attack. If you want comms, you'd have to go down there and turn it back on..."

"Their blood is up now." The woodsman remarks as the inhuman shrieking continues in the distance. "They know we're still warm and alive. They'll be coming for here next."

>Fortify the station and wait for the extraction helo to arrive.
>You need to activate the generator to restore comms.
>You need to get as far from this place as fucking possible.
>Other

>>44385812
>>Fortify the station and wait for the extraction helo to arrive.
I swear that this will end up sorta like Die Hard...

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>>44385812
>You need to activate the generator to restore comms.
This feels like Verrückt now.

>>44385812

Oh, it is a game. Cool.

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>>44385812
>>Fortify the station and wait for the extraction helo to arrive.
>>You need to activate the generator to restore comms.

>>44385812
>You need to get as far from this place as fucking possible.
Go further inland, keep something burning inside the cabin to make the Abyssals think we're still inside.
Flag down the extraction helo with flares when it arrives.

>>44385812
>>You need to activate the generator to restore comms.
>Fortify the station and wait for the extraction helo to arrive.

>>44385812
>You need to activate the generator to restore comms

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>>44385879
Nyan Nyan!
>>44385812
>You need to activate the generator to restore comms.

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>Red
>she's not looking for wifeys, nor is she attacking with yoyos

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>You need to get as far from this place as fucking possible.
Fucking leg it.

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>>44385812
"Sir, I think our only hope is to activate the generator and restore comms. If what these guys are saying is true, we're going to need some serious fire support." You say.

"You volunteering, Boot?" Section raises an eyebrow.

"U-um not necessarily sir. "You gulp.. "But I'll go if I have to."

"Good answer." Section sighs. "I suppose we have no choice. We're not going to get far in this blizzard, and just sitting still puts the initiative in the enemy's hands, whatever they are."

"We're ready to go, sir." Xray insists.

"Yeah, count me in, sir." Bubba joins in.

"No, you two stay behind and keep this station secure." Section shakes his head. "Restoring power would do us no good if the station gets overrun anyways. Besides, a smaller team will stand a better chance of slipping in."

"But you heard them, our M4s might not have the punch to deal with these things." You point out.

"Then we just have to be very quiet." Section gives a sad grin. "Or we hope Bravo left something behind we could use."

>You'll just have to rely on good old fashioned stealth.
>Scavenge what you can from Bravo.
>Other

>>44386003
>You'll just have to rely on good old fashioned stealth.

>>44386003
>>Scavenge what you can from Bravo.
At the very least get something to remember them by.

>>44386003
>Scavenge what you can from Bravo.

>>44386003
>You'll just have to rely on good old fashioned stealth.
Tarin guide me!
I do this for Auir!

>>44386003

Well X and Bub are fucked.

>Scavenge what you can from Bravo.

FULL STEAM AHEAD ON THE TRAUMA TRAIN CHOO CHOO

>>44386003
>>Scavenge what you can from Bravo.

>>44386003
>>Scavenge what you can from Bravo.

>>44386003
>>Scavenge what you can from Bravo

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>>44386003
"I know you're not going to like it, because I don't either." You bite your lip. "B-but I think our best bet is to scavenge what we can from Bravo."

"Yeah, I know." Section sighs reluctantly. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. "Let's go."

You and Section stalk off back into the blizzard, leaving the relative safety (or at least the illusion of it) of the station. The howling of the wind and the snow continue to impede your vision, meaning you had to continue to rely on your IR goggles for vision. All around you, the trees swayed, the waves crashed against the floor, and open doors flapped wildly in the wind. You creep down the way you came, your reactions nervous and twitchy as you every little movement, every little sound could be your imminent demise.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>44386161

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>44386161
die in a blaze of shame!

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>44386161

>>44386179
>>44386187

Time to buckle up!

Thank you Chibs for not screwing us over.

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>>44386182
>Dat quote
>dat roll
Valhalla rejects you!

>>44386243
it was the only way to repel the evil that is Merc's Loki Cat picture.

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>>44386161
Fortunately, you don't come across anything, or more accurately, nothing comes across you as you return to the docks. Unfortunately, there doesn't appear to be anything left. Just smears on the wooden decking that you don't really want to guess at what it is.

"Wait, I found something." Section kneels down and picks up a Carl Gustav recoilless rifle, one of the weapons that Bravo had been carrying with them.

"Any extra shells?" You ask.

"Just two. That makes 2 AT and 1 HE shell." Section grumbles. "Not nearly enough."

"Better than nothing." You sigh.

"Watch out!" Section hisses. "Movement!"

And that's when you see them. Horrid little creatures. Crabs the size of volkswagens, except in the place of legs, they had human warms, and where the head would be was instead a gaping mouth full of very large, very human looking teeth.

And there were a lot of them headed straight for the radio station.

"Not good." Section scowls. "We need to move fast."

>You need to get that generator running pronto. The station can hold its own for a while.
>Have Section distract the horde while you go for the generator.
>You go distract the horde while Section goes for the generator.
>Other

>>44386369
>You go distract the horde while Section goes for the generator.

>>44386369
>>You go distract the horde while Section goes for the generator.

Welp, we're fucked anyways. Weren't there Epic speeches on how everyone was going to die horribly, and how they should fight hard enough to be remembered forever?

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>>44386369
>You go distract the horde while Section goes for the generator.
DEATH FLAG!

>>44386369
>>You go distract the horde while Section goes for the generator.

Personally, I'm waiting for Red to say a certain quote from Jaws.

"Smile you son of a bitch!"
>>44386369
>>You go distract the horde while Section goes for the generator.

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>>44386369
>You go distract the horde while Section goes for the generator.

>>44386369
>>You go distract the horde while Section goes for the generator

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>>44386369
"Shit, they can't hold off a horde of... whatever the fuck those things are." You seethe. "Sir, I'm gonna go and distract them, hopefully but everyone a little more time."

"I can't authorize that, Boot." Section puts a hand on your shoulder. "That's suicide."

"Apologies sir, but I wasn't asking." You gently push Section's hand away. "Those things don't look too fast. As long as I can keep ahead of them, I think I've got a shot."

"Here, take this then." Section pushes the Carl Gustav into your arms. "You're gonna need it."

>Thanks
>Something tells me you'll need this more than me.
>Other

>>44386505
>>Thanks
Time to rock it!

>>44386505
>>Something tells me you'll need this more than me.

>>44386505
>Something tells me you'll need this more than me.

Silly Section. Rookies can't use rocket launchers.

>>44386505
>Thanks

>>44386505
>>Something tells me you'll need this more than me.

>>44386505
>Thanks
ROCKET JUMP

>>44386505
>>Something tells me you'll need this more than me.

>>44386505
>>Thanks

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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>44386505
Welp, it looks like we've got a tie, so it's time to roll for a tie breaker!

1. Take it.
2. Don't take it.

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4:15 am here. can't go on. night guys. I'll leave and give blessings to future dice rolls... to ward off...cat.....

>>44386612
Bye, Chibs. Merry Christmas to you!

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>>44386612
Merry Christmas mang.

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>>44386611
"Thanks, sir." You nod as you take the Carl Gustav and sling it around your shoulder. "Be careful."

"I should be telling YOU that." Section grunts. "Don't get yourself killed, Boot."

Oh no, you weren't going to. You had avenge Bravo, after all. Without any further word, you spring off into the night, the cold blizzard wind beating into you as you move to catch up to the monster horde. They're easy enough to see with your IR, as their body heat lights them up like Christmas trees. You load the HE round round your Carl Gustav and launch it right at the center of the mass. Your IR flares as the massive explosion as it sends the crab monsters flying in all directions.

Suddenly, the howling of the wind is replaced by a high pitched shrieking noise as the surviving monsters turn their gazes on you. Apparently, despite the darkness and the snow, they could still see you just fine.

"You want me? Come and get me, you bastards!" You scream into the wind as you fire your M4 wildly. Your gunfire doesn't do much against their thick shells, but you certainly grab their attention as they come scuttling after you, their freakish armlegs clawing through the snow.

That's right, all you had to do was lead them back to the docks, away from the radio station and the town. That should give Section the time to-

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>44386655
NOT SO FAST CAT

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>44386655

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>>44386662
.......I feel so stupid. I'll just go back to bed.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>44386655
God with Us.

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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>44386655

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>>44386678
fuck. blessings came too late. I hate this.

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>>44386678
GOD DAMN IT