Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24857097-20150115050415/@comment-25582638-20150122040905

Upon hearing him, Patrician contacted the reinforcements.

- "2nd Squad, this is Special Officer Patrician. Enemies are nearby your positions. Warn the bullheads for possible ambush and get your snipers ready." -

- "Copy that, Special Officer. 2nd Squad out." -

'Two Browning means they're related. Though she almost looked like Oliver...'

Kaiserin mused as she observed two officers embraced.

- "We entered with a bang, we exit with a....... KABOOM!!" - Jester said, signalling the execution of the plan.

Kaiserin dashed towards the enemies while the soldiers opened fire on the ceiling above the police. The freed soldiers ran into the rooms and jumped out of the windows.

The fraternal twins readied themselves to fend off any enemy attacks.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">- "I hope you won't let her deflect your bullets into your comrades, maggots!~" - Jester shouted, almost repeating what he said earlier as one by one, the four soldiers followed the others out of the windows.

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<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">The 2nd Squad received the soldiers and gave them additional firearms and ammos.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">They all retreated near the cliff, a place where students starts their initiation.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">- "Get into your positions, soldiers!" - The squad leader commanded as they brought out their sniper rifles and hid behind the trees and bushes.

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">- "And turn off that damn bomb of yours, idiott! You'll get us killed for notin'" -

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">- "Y-Yes sir!" -

<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">The scolded soldier took off his right glove and pressed his thumb against his steel collar. A pale, red light scanned it for fingerprint and turned into green <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">light, deactivating the bomb in an instant.