"Apex-X is trying once again to prove that his balls are bigger than his brain, and starts teching to arbiters."
Bob_The_Newt
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| part 4 | | | Author: | | | IP: | ool-18b8XXXX | | Date: | 07/19/02 12:07 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 1, Max: 2, Min: 2
Lifetime Rating for not mine: 1.7500 |  | Adolf Lepus, Dominion governmental agent extrodanaire, was preparing with his special drop team for a quick insertion. He opened his orders, read them, and quickly gave the scuttlebutt to his "troops"; all dressed in black business suits, with light armor under them that would (usually) stop a 10mm spike- it wouldn't save you from a trip to the floor on your ass or a big, nasty bruise, but it would save your life.
"Alright, here's the score," Lepus stood up and raised his voice so everyone in the dropship could hear, "We're being inserted into a pirate base. Since they're pirates, they can just steal or buy the equipment we replace fairly quickly, so our main objective is the only thing they're short on- men. No bullcrapping with the grunts, try and get someone who matters- officers first, pilots, mechanics, and vehicle operators, in that order. Prisoners would be great, but a long shot. We're moving out in 5, so get ready."
Numerous pistols, a special 9mm Glock 77, which fired 9mm "spikes," ala the standard rifle of the sector, only smaller, came out of the hipholsters of the strange men. A manual action, and the round was chambered. Sleek, black, and with a somewhat mirror-like finish, they looked deadly. A few minutes later, the dropship pilot sounded that the ship was decending to the target area. The dropship had the markings of a pirate ship, and hopefully no one would notice there was an extra dropship in the confusion.
the dropship touched down, and the hatch opened. Lepus jumped out, his men behind him, and hit the ground rolling. As soon as he recovered, he brought the Glock up on the open visors of two marines- they had turned and were about to open fire on him. They went down with a split second between them, and then he moved out, looking for a good kill. He moved into the pirate base proper, with it's close buildings, blind alleyways, and general chaotic layout, he would have (probably) an easy time going about his business.
Three more infantrymen, imposing in their huge power armor, rounded the corner. Lepus quickly retraced his steps backwards and hid in a shadowy corner- 3 would be a bit much, even for him, at that distance. He sighed, wishing for a different job at the moment. This was definitely not fun.
The infantrymen gone, he got up, passing near a tank hold. Seeing an oppurtunity for a quick kill, he quietly snuck to the garage-like hold, and, seeing a few tank crews getting preparing to embark, and one tank crew already inside the hold, he made his decision. He got up, and let off three quick shots- the driver of one tank slumped down, and two other crewmen of some other tank that were standing about. Immediately, everyone took cover, and Adolf took that oppurtunity to make a quick escape. He got all he needed- a few irreplacable personnel killed. Now he had to get out of here, fast. Feeling generous, he hid from any infantrymen he came across instead of putting a spike in their brains. He found a good hiding spot and transmitted to the rest of his 20-man team- "We're leaving in 10. Get your asses in gear! 3 important kills per man, at least!"
He leaned back and started to rest a bit, aware of the only entrance to his hiding spot and ready to shoot anyone who came in.
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