Thread: Wildlands (rskde & BurningWillows)

Roger that, Em yelled into the radio as Al let loose hell, her pilot skills getting them as close as she dared while keeping Al out of direct bullet line. As the compound grew quiet she did another circle, watching two figures sneaking towards the main building. That be Doc and Katerina. See anyone? she asked back to Al, making another circle. Arya nodded, jumping forward with Shrake's order and pulling at Katerina's arm. The platinum blonde looked somewhat shocked, and it took a good pull to get the woman to her feet and moving. What's wrong with you? she asked once they were out of earshot, bent low and slipping closer to the compound, You look like you've never seen gunfire before. She blinked twice then shook her head, frowning, Of course I've seen it before. It's just...I thought you guys would be sneakier. Ghost recon implied stealth. Doc laughed, I'm guessing when you were with the cartel you were never in the line of fire. She shook her head, No, normally not. I tried to keep my nose out of it, you know, not wanting to kill u.s soldiers and all. As they got closer Katerina jogged to the door, leaning on the wall against it and listening for voices. As she was about to open the door she heard a creaking sound and then a swear. People inside, she whispered to Doc, Not sure how many. Hold on. Quickly she tugged off the armor Shrake had granted her, dropping it in the grass as well as the hat. Letting her hair free she razzled it, making it messy and and frizzy, like she had been tossled. Now put a gun to my head and kick the door open, she whispered, holding her hands behind her back to let Arya take them. The doctor caught on quick, pulling Shrake's FN45 from the former cartel member and pressing it to the back of her head somewhat enjoyably, her free hand grabbing the woman's wrists. Her boot collided with the door hard enough to break it down, dust flying into the air. Don't shoot or she dies, Arya ordered, taking a step in with Katerina as her human shield. Six men stood armed, staring at both of them. Well don't point those damn things at me, Katerina snapped loudly, There is six of you and one of her. What are you doing standing around? Help me! Move a muscle and I blow her brains out, Arya barked, clicking the safety off, Now all of you, weapons down. They hesitated, giving Kat a second to check for cameras. None? Great. Her thumb pulled up her shirt, her hand gripping the glock stashed in her corset. They all looked torn, obviously aware of Katerina's status but also knowing surrendering to the enemy was inexcusable. Well your all fucking useless, Kat spat, watching them flinch, Do what the damn woman says before you have to explain my brains on the concrete. One or two of them lowered their guns a fraction, indecision in their eyes. It was all they needed. Katerina yanked out her glock, firing two shots into the nearest men while ducking down, Arya letting it rip on another three. One managed to dodge them both, covering behind a crate. I got him, Kat muttered under her breath, dashing forward as she bounded up onto the crate, firing as soon as she leaned over the other side, her body doing an effortless flip. Landing on both feet, she kept her gun cocked and ready. Should we check for any stragglers? she asked, peering around, Theirs two bathrooms and an office in here. Might be hiding there. You go, Arya ordered, then spoke into the radio, Shrake we are almost cleared in here. Kat is checking rooms. I'll load rations. Over. As she spoke Katerina moved into the other rooms, quickly dispensing of three more men.