Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140715053759/@comment-24857097-20140923045419

Browning was trying to recover from the fatigue that was starting to set in from all the fighting. As he held his head high to breathe, he saw a WF airjet loaded with more hostiles. "Son of a... There's something more to this than what meets the eye." He muttered under his breath.

He took out his M1911 and made sure it was loaded with non-lethal ammo. "No one has to die today, but it may be impossible if this keeps up any longer." He's not ready to back down yet, a SWAT team is on their way and he knows that this will be over soon.

Browning dual wielded his nightstick with his M1911. He shot at a few WF grunts with his gun, making every shot count considering that he only has 8 rounds per magazine. He continued fighting off the reinforcements along with Sebastian.

It seemed like an eternity, but a few minutes later, he heard police sirens from a distance. Police backup was coming to hopefully put an end to what seemed like a pointless attack.

"Five-0s on their way guys! Just a little longer and we can finally relax!" Browning exclaimed, reloading his gun in the process.