Post by number123 on May 15, 2008 21:07:03 GMT -5
The assassin began by doing a very odd thing. The grenades came loose, the machine guns roared, and all he did? He fell. He fell flat to his back, and his plan worked full force. By falling to the ground, the bullets not only avoided him, but would smash with the grenades causing an incineration en route of the assassin. Not only would this not, in effort, harm him, but it would launch him due to the shockwave without causing much damage. He used this to his advantage, allowing himself to be propelled violently to another warehouse, which had some decent cover behind it.
Quickly pulling out his cellular device, he hit 4 numbers in succession and then put the thing away, yanking out his M4 Carbine that was placed in half inside his trench-coat. Snapping it together and loading the ammunition, he could easily take down an enemy of faulty lycans.
"Blind loyality to state. Heh. Do I detect a hint of facsism within the lycans?"Quickly pulling out his cellular device, he hit 4 numbers in succession and then put the thing away, yanking out his M4 Carbine that was placed in half inside his trench-coat. Snapping it together and loading the ammunition, he could easily take down an enemy of faulty lycans.
He stuck his head around the cover to view the scene, where the lycans were still firing heavily. He smirked, taking out a mirror and placing it lightly on the ground. This is what he loved about killing lycans: Unlike vampires, they did appear in mirrors. He stuck his hand blindly around the cover, holding the M4 and began rapid release. The pure and quick silver quickly disentegrated their ranks with alarming ease. Even a blind loyalty to state, such as these murderous fiends had entowed when they blindly showed up to attack a target they did not know, would soon falter when they saw their friends and comrades dying within mere seconds of each other.
He reloaded quickly and silently, peeking his head around to check once more. The lines would now be faulty under their leader, for when they came in mass numbers morale was high and they expected an easy win, especially over a mere mortal.
Little did they know that this mere mortal was armed with a small arsenal of weapons that could easily take out millions of lycans at a time. This was no child's war--- CHILD!
Adolf had forgotten the purpose he even sounded himself in the scenario, to save the child. Now he was most likely the last one remaining and Hinslier had to move fast in order to secure his safety.
He finished off his second clip, as well as now nearly three dozen lycans. He didn't know exactly how many lycans there were, besidse that there were some left over. He knew they had come in three large trucks. Even if they were large, they could probably only carry a maximum of 20 lycans each, meaning he had taken out AT LEAST half by now. So he quickly moved towards the vents in which the child had escaped, releasing another volley of bullets to tear through another rank of lycans whilst effectively evading fire from his opponents' guns, despite a few grazings here and there. He couldn't avoid them all, but he kept his body and head well into cover to avoid taking a straight hit. [/color][/center]