Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20151212055542/@comment-24416658-20160414051328

Hiding on the roof across from the construction zone the truck had just entered, two of the Pilgrims were behind the wall surrounding the roof, while the third, staying out of sight, had transformed their assault rifle into a sniper, and was scouting out the building. The thermal scope allowed her to detect bodies and sentry guns all over.

"What do you see?" one of the other Pilgrims asked, moving slightly closer.

"Just like they thought," the sniper responded in a whisper, "Sentries and guards. Contact the Governor. We gotta get this information out." The one who had first asked nodded, then motioned to the other Pilgrim, who shuffled over, still holding their own gun, which had converted to a shotgun. Bringing a scroll out of his pocket, he checked their coordinates, as the other Pilgrim contacted a number on their own scroll.

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Nacoma felt her scroll vibrate and instantly pressed her earpiece

"Callsign?" she asked, waiting for the codeword.

"The Father hides us in secret."

Nacoma sighed mentally. Since the Pilgrims were an underground group, they didn't use callsigns like most other groups would. It would be too easy to give one-word names.

"What's your status?" she inquired, holding a hand out to stop the Governor and the three other Pilgrims before they left the building.

"You were right, ma'am. We've tracked the truck to a construction zone a ways away from your location. We're sending the coordinates now. There are sentries and guards, but we know how to get in. How should we proceed?" Nacoma turned and relayed the information to the others. Rowtag smiled and nodded.

"Infiltrate," Nacoma said, "But be extremely careful. You are to disable as many sentries as possible. If there is more trouble than is worth, then you leave immediately." She heard a sound of confirmation on the other end.

"May the light of the Pilgrims guide you." she assured, before hanging up. Rowtag's shoulders moved a little.

"Relay the information to all friendly units in the vicinity," Rowtag said, without looking at anyone in particular, "Then find some members of the other factions, and take them with you. It's time for a siege."

Nacoma and the other nodded. Two of the Pilgrims went looking for any members of the BoB still here, while Nacoma and the other Pilgrims searched for any representatives of the VPD.

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The Pilgrims on the rooftop geared up. Removing silencers from thir own packs, they reloaded their weapons with electric dust ammunition, and silenced their weapons. They now had a shotgun, an assault rifle, and a sniper, along with their own lightweight swords they already had. These Pilgrims had been trained for stealth. This was their ultimate test.

"Synch on three." The woman commanded. "One...two...three." All the Pilgrims tapped their earpieces, then crouched down.

"You heard Nacoma," she announced in a low voice, "We go in, disable as much as possible, then get out. We'll go across the rooftops, and we'll get in through the highest floor that still has guns. Activate your thermal disguising suits, these sentries likely run on heat sensors. Make sure that the vehicles on the ground can't see you, and remember that they have dual weapons. You have to take them both out. Remember that your aura can't sustain you forever."

"Any other good news for us?" one of the men asked. The woman smiled, before pulling up her face mask.

"If anything goes wrong, the Father awaits us." Having said that, the three activated their suits, hiding the thermal signature with a moderate blast of air to bring their temperature appearance to match the current temperature. Leaping over the rooftops, the managed to reach the highest floor. Firing the sniper once to break the window with minimal noise, the three launched a rope and ziplined across, landing inside. Nodding to each other, they moved silently together, headed through the building to destroy the guns on the windows.

They hoped they would succeed.