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Post by Tori Jacobs on Jan 23, 2021 8:31:28 GMT -6
Tori never pictured herself as a soldier, having come to Isafaro to improve her education, but now she was one. Trained, chipped, and processed to be an Isafaro killing machine. She was dressed in the black military garb of the Isafaro military with a crimson red vulture insignia on her right shoulder and breast of the uniform. The Isafaro's standard rifle strapped to her back as she left the Core and went to the nearest Isafaro's outpost in the Northern District to receive her new orders for the day.
Standing there at the front desk of the outpost were two soldiers. One male and female. The first one was named Wade and he had short black hair and blue eyes. The second was Jade a woman with long brown hair and green eyes. They smiled at Tori who approached them.
"Hello, Private," said Wade. "I'm Wade, and this is my partner Jade, we'll be your commanding officers for the time being."
"It's nice to meet you."
"Have you been briefed on your weapon yet?" asked Jade. "Let's give it a look see."
Tori took out the assault rifle and looked it over.
"It's a fully automatic assault rifle," explained Wade. "With an auto-lock feature and radar screen to detect enemies in the area. It also has a speed adjuster to increase the rate of fire for faster enemies. And a chainsaw attachment to slice and dice enemies who get too close. Pretty neat, huh?"
"It's... a lot."
"Isafaro is the master of overkill," said Jade. "But remember the gun can be jammed by simple things like chaff grenades and jammers, so don't get too reliant on its features."
"Your orders are to sweep the surrounding area and make sure everything is on the up and up. Report back with everything you see. Understood?" said Wade.
"Understood, sir."
"Then go. Get out of here. Enjoy some fresh air," said Wade.
Tori nodded her head and kept the rifle in her hands and left the base. She looked out to the various skyscrapers in the region and began down the pavement looking around the area of the Northern District to see if anything was off.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 30, 2021 11:36:52 GMT -6
It was sunset, the sun was setting quickly giving the streets an orange deep glow. Logan kept to the shadows with his two resistance fighters behind him, guns loaded and ready but kept pointed downwards. Peering slowly out from the alley Logan's eyes scanned the streets. Dead.
If he remembered anything from his days in Vulture's military it was that curfew came early. They had disabled the street radars and cameras before heading down the alley there were already in from one of the science reseach labs.
"Logan...." the younger resistance fighter whispered. Logan looked over his shoulder to both young men "take those files back to headquarters, they will need those projects and floor plans for our next operation, I'll be right behind ya" he replied.
The men both nodded before hurrying out of the alleys mouth. They quickly ducked into another dark alleyway two blocks down.
Logan watched until they dissappeared before letting out a sigh, now it was his turn. Logan had no files on him only his gun, which he kept low but ready to use. A smaller handgun and a knife. He didn't need much, with the right quick thinking anything around him could become a weapon.
Stepping out of the alleyway he scanned again, no one and nothing made a sound. The gaurds were in rotations now for the coming night. Logan prayed they didn't change the order from a few days ago.
He started at a low jog towards the alley the younger men had ducked into.
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