Novak
Nosalis
That Crazy Serbian
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Post by Novak on Jan 6, 2013 4:24:03 GMT -5
*And so Johannes went off, with the bullets Novak and Allen provided. Novak tilted his head forward and shook it, did he really expect the threat of danger was enough to discourage him from following?*
*Novak turned his head to Allen and nodded a goodbye, should he choose to stay. And so he set out to follow Johannes on his mad plan to riches that were guarded by the Reich, even though there was no plan to infiltrate their stations yet, backups in case something went wrong and that this entire ordeal was just madness and Novak could have been following a madmen.*
*He shook these thoughts out of his head, and looked back forward to adventure.*
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Post by Janitor on Jan 6, 2013 10:59:26 GMT -5
Worth a shot asking. A cart is a nice change every now and then. Without hesitation, Allen began to make his way to the tunnel that Johannes said to meet him at. But before he did that, he stopped by the tavern or bar, whichever. And he bought enough water to fill his canteen. It cost him a nice pair of socks though. Delov hooked his canteen to his belt and proceeded to where Jo would hopefully be waiting.
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Post by NukeWithG on Jan 8, 2013 0:10:44 GMT -5
Johannes walked with a brisk pace on to the meeting point in front of the tunnel with his pack. He went to the side of the dark tunnel opening, near the guard post there with their machine gun (but not close enough for them to think that he wanted to have a conversation), and leaned against the wall. After a few minutes he started quietly whistling a tune, it sounde fairly slow and very... marchy. He glanced at the station clock, waiting.
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Novak
Nosalis
That Crazy Serbian
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Post by Novak on Jan 8, 2013 10:40:29 GMT -5
*Novak was at the station, near Johannes. In the corner of his eye he saw a small puppy walking up to him, from his pouch he took out a bit of dried meat and fed it to him, the little canine barked and Novak petted him. A small boy was peaking from behind a few crates, he must have been the puppy's owner. Novak let the dog go and pointed for it to leave, it ran off towards its master.*
*Men with rifles were moving around, loading crates onto wagons destined for other stations. A rather large wagon was filled with many riflemen, women were weeping before it. Holding on to the hands of the males, there were also some girls among the men. They looked fierce and fiery, uncaring an they were polishing their cherished rifles. The men were divided into two camps, the old and grizzled veterans stood across the young and fresh faced boys. All likely going to fight and die a foolish death.*
*It seems mankind wants to accelerate its own extinction, were there that few good people left?*
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Post by Janitor on Jan 9, 2013 11:41:37 GMT -5
Allen turned a corner, finding Johannes and Novak standing. He was both thankful and surprised that they actually waited. Something about Jo seemed... impatient. But Allen was never good at reading people, but fighting together with someone in combat was the best way to find out just what type of person someone really was. Allen passed a few carts, filled with people and crates, nearly to the point where things looked as though they'd start falling off. He approached his two new companions, and spoke, his mask was lowered so that his voice wasn't muffled at all. His face showed claw marks, some fresher, and others were scars. "Are we ready to leave? I got my water topped off, and I'm good on ammo."
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Post by NukeWithG on Jan 9, 2013 11:54:44 GMT -5
Johannes looked up from his thoughts as he heard Allen talk to him. He gave a nodded to Novak, and pulled his bag up on his back, and walked into the tunnel with a slow, lazy pace. "Ok, there's a few things you two need to know about this tunnel. Number 1; the tunnel is not stable. It's already fallen in in couple areas, and can collapse VERY easily. Try to avoid using your firearms or anything like that, and explosives are a definite no no. Number 2; there's Nazi pigs in the other end. They'll kill anyone who's not Russian. I can't tell from your accent and you look fairly Russian, but if you're not, avoid being seen by them at all costs. I've got a plan on how to get through their guard post, but they might have already blocked that way so be ready for anything. Oh, and if either of you has a Russian accent, he'll do the talking while at the station. Otherwise we have to act as though Muslims cut our tongues out so we don't have to speak. Clear?" He looked back at his comrades to see if they were listening, while pulling out his father's old hunting knife and pushing his gun into his pack.
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Novak
Nosalis
That Crazy Serbian
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Post by Novak on Jan 10, 2013 1:21:51 GMT -5
*Novak nodded to Johannes. He was covered in armor, so he didn't care too much if they could spot him. However, if they asked him to remove his armor then there could be a problem. There would be even more trouble if he had to speak.*
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Post by Janitor on Jan 10, 2013 23:51:19 GMT -5
Allen responded to Johannes, "I have a light accent, but I could fake a deeper one." He let the offer stay on the table, but perhaps that faking an accent was too much a risk, especially with the Reich, they may be able to see through the bluff. But Allen was confident he could pull it off. His father was a full blooded Russian, so he could just imitate the voice he knew for fifteen years of his life. Allen made sure his Kukri was at easy access, for if they weren't able to use firearms in this tunnel without risk of it collapsing, then melee weapons will come in handy.
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Post by NukeWithG on Jan 14, 2013 13:10:06 GMT -5
And so the group continued onward in the tunnel. Johannes walked slowly and watched his every step, making sure he didn't step on any loose rocks or kick anything metallic that could cause a collapse. Ahead of them piles of rubble dotted the tunnel, making it impossible to see farther than a few meters without meeting a wall of fallen stone and metal piping with your gaze. After about a half an hour of this, some noise could be heard behind one of the piles in front of the group; it was impossible to dictate which one however. It sounded like the crackling of a campfire.
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Novak
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Post by Novak on Jan 15, 2013 11:44:51 GMT -5
*Activating his night vision goggles, Novak figured this would be an easy walk when you could see in the dark, his Zastava M21 would handle the rest.*
*When Johannes stopped to listen in to some sound, distant light appeared on Novak's goggles. It flickered heavily like flames.*
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Post by Janitor on Jan 16, 2013 22:20:26 GMT -5
When the group of three began traveling through the fragile tunnels, Allen could hear pebbles of stone crumble and roll, far in distance. Every little sound added to the eeriness. Though Dikov was used to the fears of the mind, as he usually traveled alone in the metro. But knowing that these tunnels could just collapse on you at any moment was... unsettling.
Allen saw Johannes stop, and listen for something, when he heard it himself. It sounded like... popping? no, crackling. Allen would have asked Jo of what they should do, but he didn't want to draw unwanted attention. So he just kept an eye on him, waiting for maybe a hand signal, or something like that. He reached for his pistol slowly, then discarded that idea, remembering just where they were. Instead he grab his Kukri, slowly unsheathing it. It made a light metallic sound as the tip of the blade escaped its scabbard.
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Post by NukeWithG on Jan 19, 2013 11:04:53 GMT -5
Johannes started slowly sneaking around the pile of rubble while turning off his headlamp. Step by step he got to the edge of the pile managing not to make a sound. When he got right to the edge he drew a deep breath and pushed his head around the corner. Almost instantaneously he drew his head back with a terrified look on his face. He showed two fingers to his companions, and then mouthed the word:"flamer". Then he started for an area far enough from the guard camp that they couldn't hear the group's whispering.
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Novak
Nosalis
That Crazy Serbian
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Post by Novak on Jan 20, 2013 4:50:32 GMT -5
*Johannes signed that there were two of something, though Novak was not sure what a flamer exactly was. He had silenced weapons which he could use to take them out easily, it would be easier then sneaking for him. Some called his armor the rattling tin can for obvious reasons, but most who said that ended up dead because they didn't have any protection at all.*
*He walked backwards slowly, away from the guard camp so that he and the rest of the group could talk a bit. Novak was not about to do something reckless and charge in alone.*
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Post by Janitor on Jan 24, 2013 10:50:35 GMT -5
Allen stayed put as Johannes moved forward to look at the source if the light. When he turned around quickly, Allen tightened his grip on his Kukri, thinking that maybe whatever Jo saw, might have seen him also. But when Johannes made his way past him and Novak, Allen figured differently. Dikov followed behind Jo.
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Post by NukeWithG on Jan 26, 2013 18:07:57 GMT -5
When the group got far enough from the campfire so that they wouldn't be heard, Johannes turned around and explained the situation quickly in a hurried voice; "there's two nazi soldiers in there, but that's not all: one of them is carrying a light flamer." After seeing the questioning face of Novak he continued:"a flamethrower, it shoots fire"
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