The Return (IC/OPEN)

[Phoenix2012]

Seeing the man spasm in pain and begging people to end it, Jon quickly prayed for the man's soul. Knowing that he wouldn't last long in this condition and would likely bleed out painfully, he comforted the man and put a 357 hollowpoint through his skull. Having laid the man to rest, Jon quickly joined the others, leaving through the back door.

Thelin heard the gunshot, but didn't think too much on it, though knew full well what it was. She didn't know the guy personally, only that he was one of the volunteers who routinely patrolled Prince. Moving through the street, the town was rife with gunfire, shouting and screaming. Thelin wondered if the French would be as bad as the HGV or worse and hoped they didn't just target unarmed civilians at a whim.

"Any idea where we ought to go?" She asked to no one in particular.

"The French came from the South. We should go North, toward Enfield or Watford, away from the attackers, I would think. But first, we should find our troops. Perhaps they'll have transportation out of here." Jon suggested as the cautiously proceeded in the dark, empty streets as broken glass crunched underfoot. He checked their flanks frequently, and occasionally gave the order to pause to listen for any telltale noises. The gunfire became more muffled as they got farther away from the fighting. Jon was worried about skirmishers, with their sharp shooters, and would take detours to avoid the main streets...

[Lancearc]

Hunt slammed her fist against her table, while throwing a vase against a wall in complete anger and rage, meanwhile several men and women looked on, awaiting orders. Her eyes wide and her once organised hair slightly messed up.

"Where is Sydomas?" She asked, immediately being led to his office.

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The explosions seemed worrying and dangerously close to The Shard, which as a skyscraper was a relatively easy target. But she didn't want to leave her apartment as it might get bombed. "Well...where could we go? I think it's better if we stay here." Anna stated in a slightly unsure tone.

"I don't imagine that they would advise moving underground being a bit more safe during bombing raids if there wasn't a good reason for it. Especially if one of the things manages to get dropped right on the building, it could punch through for floors until it detonates." Connor said, rushing to grab a few things with great haste. "We shouldn't stay, in any case."

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The emperor's office had already been turned into more of a war room. Maps of main invasion routes and the smaller scale incursions into their territory lined the walls, all of them including nearby units and units already being moved in support of the ones already stationed to defend the several points of attack. He was busy looking over these, General Matthews alongside muttering in his ear. As Hunt approached they fell silent. "I imagine you've already heard the news, we were just discussing our course of action." General Matthews stated bluntly.

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As they were heading away from the town one of the two French IFVs spotted them, not only noticing their lack of uniforms but the fact they were armed, and possibly responsible for the radio silence from a few men who'd entered what appeared to be an in of some sort. "Ouvrir le feu." was the simple order given by the commander, if they were to put up such a resistance they'd give them an equally challenging fight themselves.

The top cannon opened fire, the large rounds speeding towards them as the vehicle itself began moving forward too. Inside the vehicle was a squad of French soldiers who were not the usual skirmishers but were equipped as front line men, these having access to the same quality body armor as the GEE's own, sporting the liquid-backed Kevlar as well.

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"Is it really safe to be driving in that?" Cymitia asked worriedly as George mentioned something about his car. From what she'd gathered it looked as though these explosions were raining from the sky, making the streets and inside of most buildings very unsafe for them. "Can we even get to it?" she continued, trying to see over the crowd though most people within it were taller than herself, making it difficult.

[Mincaldenteans]

"The French came from the South. We should go North, toward Enfield or Watford, away from the attackers, I would think. But first, we should find our troops. Perhaps they'll have transportation out of here." Jon suggested as the cautiously proceeded in the dark, empty streets as broken glass crunched underfoot. He checked their flanks frequently, and occasionally gave the order to pause to listen for any telltale noises. The gunfire became more muffled as they got farther away from the fighting. Jon was worried about skirmishers, with their sharp shooters, and would take detours to avoid the main streets...

"Anyone got a cell on them, I need to call Cymitia or George. They need to know what's happening and where we're headed," Thelin asked. One of the volunteers tossed a cellphone to her which she nearly dropped. Though he sternly asked she not attempt a call at this moment and expose all of them. She only nodded, not intending to do so anyway as the group made their way out slowly.

The top cannon opened fire, the large rounds speeding towards them as the vehicle itself began moving forward too. Inside the vehicle was a squad of French soldiers who were not the usual skirmishers but were equipped as front line men, these having access to the same quality body armor as the GEE's own, sporting the liquid-backed Kevlar as well.

One of them ripped through a volunteer and hurled the poor guy a few before landing with a meaty thud upon the ground. Thelin gasped and ducked out of the way as more shouting and return gunfire erupted all over. She looked around frantically for some kind of cover but found little to none that was adequate. Tugging at Mike a little, she motioned for the rest of them to move behind a beat up truck for cover and Thelin wondered how much cover that would give them.

Another volunteer down, the bullet rips through him and sends him flying backward, his rifle thrown out of his grip and the man drops a few feet from where he stood. Thelin was only a feet away from the man and her instincts kicked in before she had time to realize it herself as she raised her firearm and began emptying the clip upon their attacker.

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"Is it really safe to be driving in that?" Cymitia asked worriedly as George mentioned something about his car. From what she'd gathered it looked as though these explosions were raining from the sky, making the streets and inside of most buildings very unsafe for them. "Can we even get to it?" she continued, trying to see over the crowd though most people within it were taller than herself, making it difficult.

"We best try," Hunter said, pushing through the crowd with his free hand, the other gripping Cymitia's as they followed George out.

[Cadia]

"The French came from the South. We should go North, toward Enfield or Watford, away from the attackers, I would think. But first, we should find our troops. Perhaps they'll have transportation out of here." Jon suggested as the cautiously proceeded in the dark, empty streets as broken glass crunched underfoot. He checked their flanks frequently, and occasionally gave the order to pause to listen for any telltale noises. The gunfire became more muffled as they got farther away from the fighting. Jon was worried about skirmishers, with their sharp shooters, and would take detours to avoid the main streets...

"Anyone got a cell on them, I need to call Cymitia or George. They need to know what's happening and where we're headed," Thelin asked. One of the volunteers tossed a cellphone to her which she nearly dropped. Though he sternly asked she not attempt a call at this moment and expose all of them. She only nodded, not intending to do so anyway as the group made their way out slowly.

The top cannon opened fire, the large rounds speeding towards them as the vehicle itself began moving forward too. Inside the vehicle was a squad of French soldiers who were not the usual skirmishers but were equipped as front line men, these having access to the same quality body armor as the GEE's own, sporting the liquid-backed Kevlar as well.

One of them ripped through a volunteer and hurled the poor guy a few before landing with a meaty thud upon the ground. Thelin gasped and ducked out of the way as more shouting and return gunfire erupted all over. She looked around frantically for some kind of cover but found little to none that was adequate. Tugging at Mike a little, she motioned for the rest of them to move behind a beat up truck for cover and Thelin wondered how much cover that would give them.

Another volunteer down, the bullet rips through him and sends him flying backward, his rifle thrown out of his grip and the man drops a few feet from where he stood. Thelin was only a feet away from the man and her instincts kicked in before she had time to realize it herself as she raised her firearm and began emptying the clip upon their attacker.

Mike watched as the man was torn apart, but kept himself calm and decided to take cover behind the truck with Thelin. "This isn't a safe place to be, too open. What about one of the houses? Can't we crawl into one of them?" he said calmly, gripping the rifle to the point where his knuckles were white. The IFV inched closer, the pistol fire seemingly being a nuisance to it. "We can't stay here."

[Mincaldenteans]

Mike watched as the man was torn apart, but kept himself calm and decided to take cover behind the truck with Thelin. "This isn't a safe place to be, too open. What about one of the houses? Can't we crawl into one of them?" he said calmly, gripping the rifle to the point where his knuckles were white. The IFV inched closer, the pistol fire seemingly being a nuisance to it. "We can't stay here."

"Yeah," Thelin managed to say above all the noise of gunfire. She looked around again, a house at a corner, but they'd surely be seen. If they could get in and through the back or hide in the house before being gunned down, at least they'd have a chance. Thelin just wasn't sure how much of a chance that'd be. Anything was better than staying behind the truck at his moment as the IFV came in closer. "There," she said. "Jon, the rest of you, run to the house! We'll go through the back if we can."

Thelin had emptied her pistol, the gun had gone dry. She kept it however, and tugged at Mike to make a sprint for the house. They passed on of the volunteers, his weapon a good ten feet from where he was and Thelin rushed in a sprint to take his rifle and joined the rest of the.

[Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States]

George desperately tried to find his car. With his friends, he even got the place he parked the thing, but it was nowhere to be found. It could have moved a few paces in the heat of the panic, but it was really nowhere. George looked around, trying to spot at least a part of his vehicle. Then, he looked at a makeshift barricade that military men were building. George could only watch as three soldier toppled it over on its side against a few blocks of concrete, trying to protect it from bullets and shrapnel that was surely inbound. “Hunt, Cym” George said, while pointing at the barricade. “I found my car.”

[Jessjohnesik]

"Well, then we have to get everything living out of here." Anna promptly stated, understanding that Connor was right and that what she wanted was irrelevant to the situation. "I'll take Johnny and the tortoises in my backpack. You take the python, milk snake and iguana. I'll also take the parrot." Anna said and went back to her room to take her backpack.

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"What have you got so far." Hunt bluntly said and sat down, awaiting the General's and Sydomas' opinion before saying anything at all or expressing her personal views on the situation. Hunt wanted to counter strike once they have successfully defeated the attacking French forces.

[Phoenix2012]

Mike watched as the man was torn apart, but kept himself calm and decided to take cover behind the truck with Thelin. "This isn't a safe place to be, too open. What about one of the houses? Can't we crawl into one of them?" he said calmly, gripping the rifle to the point where his knuckles were white. The IFV inched closer, the pistol fire seemingly being a nuisance to it. "We can't stay here."

"Yeah," Thelin managed to say above all the noise of gunfire. She looked around again, a house at a corner, but they'd surely be seen. If they could get in and through the back or hide in the house before being gunned down, at least they'd have a chance. Thelin just wasn't sure how much of a chance that'd be. Anything was better than staying behind the truck at his moment as the IFV came in closer. "There," she said. "Jon, the rest of you, run to the house! We'll go through the back if we can."

Thelin had emptied her pistol, the gun had gone dry. She kept it however, and tugged at Mike to make a sprint for the house. They passed on of the volunteers, his weapon a good ten feet from where he was and Thelin rushed in a sprint to take his rifle and joined the rest of the.

Jon wanted to scream as the group scattered before him. He needed to rally them.
"MIKE!" He yelled. "We need to split up! Take the wounded and the volunteers and go to the houses. Get away while you can!"
The French VBCI was coming closer, the 7.62 MG spitting out the lethal rounds in bursts. Jon knew that they couldn't do anything about it, with its Titanium armor. The best they could do was split up and have the wounded escape while they diverted its attention...
"Thelin!" he yelled, trying to be heard above the MG fire, "And you guys!" he yelled at the remainder of the scattered group, "Come with me!" he said as he sprinted in the opposite direction, toward some scattered trees.

[Cadia]

"Yeah," Thelin managed to say above all the noise of gunfire. She looked around again, a house at a corner, but they'd surely be seen. If they could get in and through the back or hide in the house before being gunned down, at least they'd have a chance. Thelin just wasn't sure how much of a chance that'd be. Anything was better than staying behind the truck at his moment as the IFV came in closer. "There," she said. "Jon, the rest of you, run to the house! We'll go through the back if we can."

Thelin had emptied her pistol, the gun had gone dry. She kept it however, and tugged at Mike to make a sprint for the house. They passed on of the volunteers, his weapon a good ten feet from where he was and Thelin rushed in a sprint to take his rifle and joined the rest of the.

Jon wanted to scream as the group scattered before him. He needed to rally them.
"MIKE!" He yelled. "We need to split up! Take the wounded and the volunteers go into the alleys. Get away while you can!"
The French VBCI was coming closer, the 7.62 MG spitting out the lethal rounds in bursts. Jon knew that they couldn't do anything about it, with its Titanium armor. The best they could do was split up and have the wounded escape while they diverted its attention...
"Thelin!" he yelled, trying to be heard above the MG fire, "And you guys!" he yelled at the remainder of the scattered group, "Come with me!" he said as he darted into the alleys on the opposite side of the narrow street.

"Alright Rambo! You lads, come with me!" he yelled at the few that stuck around with him as the others ran. Hauling a man over his shoulder, he ran into an alleyway under heavy fire. The IFV approached to enter, but realized that the alley way was much smaller than expected and backed off.

"Les gens qui dirigent dans l'allée, ils ne sont pas en vaut la peine." was what the gunner said to the commander, who appeared to be slightly pissed off. "Nous les aurons finalement".

[Lancearc]

"Well that's not really helping us George!" Cymitia said, somewhat annoyed that the military had decided to make their chance at escape a part of their barricade so quickly. The bombs were still falling, so at the same time she didn't know if they may have just saved their lives, if they had gotten into the car what were their chances of successfully navigating a city under attack? "What now?" she couldn't help but ask the two men over the chaos.

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Connor wasn't exactly an expert on handling snakes. He draped the python hesitantly around his shoulders - at least, that's how he'd seen zookeepers handle the large snakes as a kid, so he guessed it was the correct way to do so. He took the milksnake into his right hand carefully, whilst hauling the iguana in the other. He just hoped he was strong enough to fight against a python strangling him if the snake decided he was a good looking meal. He couldn't say he had a soft spot for snakes. "Let's get moving then, quickly." Connor said once he had everyone securely in his grip.

[Mincaldenteans]

"Well that's not really helping us George!" Cymitia said, somewhat annoyed that the military had decided to make their chance at escape a part of their barricade so quickly. The bombs were still falling, so at the same time she didn't know if they may have just saved their lives, if they had gotten into the car what were their chances of successfully navigating a city under attack? "What now?" she couldn't help but ask the two men over the chaos.

"We keep going, its not like we have any other choice," Hunter said. He motioned for them to follow even while the bombs were being dropped from the distant and the sounds of explosions were getting louder. "Keep moving, lets head to Sanctuary, maybe we'll be safe there!" He said loudly, the explosions getting louder by the second.

[Phoenix2012]

When they had found the relative safety of the hedges, Jon quickly gave Thelin his revolver.
"Five rounds left in it" he quietly told her as he handed her a handful of speed-loaders of the special .357 rounds.
"Conserve the ammo, it's all we've got." he instructed.
He quickly ran through his options, and decided that it would be pest if he could get the british troops' attention, if there were any.
"Does anyone know if there are any friendly troops around here?" he asked his group...

[Mincaldenteans]

When they had found the relative safety of the hedges, Jon quickly gave Thelin his revolver.
"Five rounds left in it" he quietly told her as he handed her a handful of speed-loaders of the special .357 rounds.
"Conserve the ammo, it's all we've got." he instructed.
He quickly ran through his options, and decided that it would be pest if he could get the british troops' attention, if there were any.
"Does anyone know if there are any friendly troops around here?" he asked his group...

Thelin shook her head, "Prince is too small for anything like that. And most here are just normal folks, a lot of them are old. If there were military, the GEE should be responding, but... by the looks of it, I think we're on our own." She never held a magnum and the thing looked a lot more menacing than the pistol she still kept on her person.

[Phoenix2012]

Jon was very troubled by the news. He had hoped on GEE intervention, but it seemed that they were on their own. There was little they could do, with their meager arms. The only thing that could remotely come close to taking the VBCI out was the one 40mm grenade in his m203. All that would do was annoy it... He hoped that the VBCI was just passing through and would lose interest...
Jon crouched in the hedges, his mind racing to come up with anything...

[Lancearc]

The bombs in London had stopped falling by then. The bombers themselves had pushed on and were breaking left and right to begin their return flight back across the channel and to a French air base set up not far inland near the Norman coast. Meanwhile, a larger mechanized group was headed towards London, made up of the same armor that Prince was harassed with and more well armored soldiers, these being the 'line infantry' of the French invasion force. Covered well by liquid backed Kevlar military grade weaponry was a near necessity when combating them.

Cymitia glanced to Hunter as everything fell silent again. "Do you think it's safe now?" she whispered - the sudden silence compelled her to do so although it was obviously not necessary.

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The French VBCI had stopped, soldiers piling out of the back as if preparing to conduct a search of the area. Each of these was well equipped and disciplined, though in the end it wouldn't matter much. A bit farther down the road was a Challenger 2 tucked away in the hedges, unseen until it fired its cannon towards the much lighter French vehicle. The armor piercing projectile punched straight through the VBCI and a bright explosion followed, leaving the vehicle charring alongside the shrapnel-riddled bodies of the French soldiers.

The tank moved out of the hedges, up to the wreck, a man emerging from the top hatch and glancing around. "Thought I saw some civvies runnin' around out 'ere, mind showin' yourselves mates?" he called, glancing about.

[Mincaldenteans]

The bombs in London had stopped falling by then. The bombers themselves had pushed on and were breaking left and right to begin their return flight back across the channel and to a French air base set up not far inland near the Norman coast. Meanwhile, a larger mechanized group was headed towards London, made up of the same armor that Prince was harassed with and more well armored soldiers, these being the 'line infantry' of the French invasion force. Covered well by liquid backed Kevlar military grade weaponry was a near necessity when combating them.

Cymitia glanced to Hunter as everything fell silent again. "Do you think it's safe now?" she whispered - the sudden silence compelled her to do so although it was obviously not necessary.

---

The French VBCI had stopped, soldiers piling out of the back as if preparing to conduct a search of the area. Each of these was well equipped and disciplined, though in the end it wouldn't matter much. A bit farther down the road was a Challenger 2 tucked away in the hedges, unseen until it fired its cannon towards the much lighter French vehicle. The armor piercing projectile punched straight through the VBCI and a bright explosion followed, leaving the vehicle charring alongside the shrapnel-riddled bodies of the French soldiers.

The tank moved out of the hedges, up to the wreck, a man emerging from the top hatch and glancing around. "Thought I saw some civvies runnin' around out 'ere, mind showin' yourselves mates?" he called, glancing about.

London
"Not at all, but I don't think we'll get another chance to move. Come on, let's just get to Sanctuary and we'll figure out what to do from there." Hunter replied, grabbing her hand and signalling for George to follow. From their current location, it wouldn't be far, but the mass of panicked people made navigating difficult. There were even times that Hunter's hand had slipped from Cymitia's as the crowd jostled against each other in a frenzy of fear and outrage.

George was not far behind either of them, clearly wading through the crowd effectively on his own. They stopped at a crossroad, each one would lead them to Sanctuary but they were both utterly packed and Hunter wondered if Sanctuary would greet them similarly. His thoughts ran to Thelin and Mike and hoped they were alright and not experiencing the chaos that griped the city. Taking Cymitia's hand into his and grabbing George's as well, Hunter rushed into the crowd and onward to safety. He just hoped Sanctuary would be there when they reached it.


Just outside of Prince
Thelin popped up cautiously. The vehicle that chased them a smoldering ruin. "Are you GEE troops?" She asked. A volunteer hissed at her to stay down but she ignored him. If the man wanted them dead, he'd have done it already and not asked questions. "Do you know what's going on?" She asked right after.

[Altito Asmoro]

London

The WSC troops tried to control the civilians by directing them to the evacuation center, some at the eastern London, some at the central of London. The WSC troops tried harder to contain the civilians. The officers directed the civilians to the evacuation center. At the same time, 6 WSC soldiers running into the crossroads and stumble into Hunter and friends.

"Come on! On the Sanctuary! It's one of the evacuation center!"

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Prince

The barricade between London and Prince are being more fortified to prevent the survivors from Prince to go to London unless they have permissions from the GEE officers at the camp of defense between Prince and London.

[Jessjohnesik]

"Hold on." Anna said, stopping join her tracks and looking around. The bombs had stopped falling by now and Anna thought that there was no point in going outside anymore as there was no threat. "I think...I think the bombing has stopped." She said, putting down her backpack and letting the Cat out of it.

[Lancearc]

"They're already evacuating people?" Cymitia asked as these strangely uniformed men herded them down the streets with the help of the familiar GEE soldiers, the crowds not being happy about the fact but went along with it anyway. She heard something about a sanctuary, perhaps their sanctuary, but the order that had been restored was shattered again when a bright spotlight was shined into the crowd from a side street. Another group of VBCIs had entered London, some damaged from fighting their way this far.

She didn't know if they meant to fire on civilians or if they were gunning for the military men in the crowds, but many of the civilians were going to be caught in the crossfire quite obviously. She took a grip on Hunter's hand as the fire began, pulling him out of the crowds and down a street which was blocked off by a military barricade - formerly, of course, as it had been blown to pieces. The sounds of chaos were unfolding as bodies were practically sawed in half by a barrage of bullets, military and innocents alike. She saw a GEE vehicle headed towards the French armor, a frightening enough presence to make them retreat apparently, another Challenger tank.

She didn't feel safe though, there could be more. "This way, hurry!" she insisted, yanking Hunter towards a nearby alley. She still intended to get to an evacuation site, but the roads looked very dangerous.

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"What now, then?" Connor said, still holding the animals he'd been told to haul. "Should we head back, do you think it's safe? I'm just worried about them coming back." he cautioned, looking down at the cat as it roamed about. There wasn't anywhere for them to really go, but anything felt safer at the moment.

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"We certainly would be, glad ta see yer alive still." the man replied, turning his gaze to the Nevidian woman. "Imagine ya've come from Prince, then?"

[Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States]

“Guys! Wait for me!” George began sprinting after Cym and Hunter, trying to catch up while they jumped into an alleyway. He just followed them trying to get the attention of Cym. This was an easy task. “CYM!” He yelled, on the top of his lungs. “Cymitia! Wait! We could use the subway!”

[Phoenix2012]

Jon had learned not to trust anyone a long time ago. Even though the group had just taken out the French APC, he was still wary and remained hidden. He instructed one of the volunteers to go and look through the wreckage for any undamaged weapons and ammo. He was glad that they were saved, but Jon didn't know who they were and didn't want to be forced into any premature alliances...

[Cadia]

"We certainly would be, glad ta see yer alive still." the man replied, turning his gaze to the Nevidian woman. "Imagine ya've come from Prince, then?"

"Not really. We moved here recently, me and my boyfriend, and hoped to settle down." Thelin spoke, "As you can see, that plans been interrupted a bit."

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Mike was running around frantically trying to get the wounded into stretchers. The explosion he heard was more than likely from the lightly covered french vehicles, and knew that GEE would be coming by sooner or later. They had escaped from the patrol vehicles rather quickly, but two men had bled out during the search for a place to hide. A single, low wattage light was keeping the room lit up and provided just enough visibility for the few medically qualified people to work. "Does anyone here have any idea on what's going on outside?" said one of the wounded, the static of a stolen radio providing too little information on the current situation to the south; "No idea." replied another voice. Why can't we get anything he thought as he tuned the radio, hoping that he could pickup at least one of the many BBC channels.

[Lancearc]

“Guys! Wait for me!” George began sprinting after Cym and Hunter, trying to catch up while they jumped into an alleyway. He just followed them trying to get the attention of Cym. This was an easy task. “CYM!” He yelled, on the top of his lungs. “Cymitia! Wait! We could use the subway!”

Cymitia had almost forgotten George in the chaos of managing to keep up with Hunter, gazing back at him as he shouted for her attention. "That's right, I'd forgotten..." she figured, regaining her breath as she spoke. "But do you think it's safe still, a lot of people could have had the same idea, and it's not so easy to flee once we're inside." she asked, ever cautious.

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"Our apologies if yer stay's been a bit less than a good one." the man said again with a hearty chuckle. The man looked to be entering his late 40's, with a booming voice to match his somewhat intimidating but friendly natured appearance. "Aye, the GEE's jus' now turnin' troops towards tha little settlements outside o' London, French pulled a fast one this far north but we're keepin' 'em at bay to the south, no worries." the man continued. "Headed in any particular direction, though? We could get ya folks escorted out o' here without a problem."

[Altito Asmoro]

Cymitia had almost forgotten George in the chaos of managing to keep up with Hunter, gazing back at him as he shouted for her attention. "That's right, I'd forgotten..." she figured, regaining her breath as she spoke. "But do you think it's safe still, a lot of people could have had the same idea, and it's not so easy to flee once we're inside." she asked, ever cautious.

"Don't go there. There are the light presence of French there, according to our secret camera, we planted on two months ago. It is in low quality, but yes, we can identify them. We know there are no presence of WSC or GEE soldiers inside the subway. If you really want to go, let me accompany you all." said one of the officers who followed them. He is Vladimir Kuslovksy, a former Russian FSB agent who became the WSC's top intelligence agent. One of the tops. He brought along 2 M16 and a SPAS.

"You all can use these M16. I have an important mission regarding an extraction of a USB data in the subway office at the subway. It contain the secret location of the important person in GEE. Located there, since one of our officers forgot about it."

[Lancearc]

"What? How do you know?" Cymitia immediately questioned. The man that entered the alley soon after they had was very suspicious, at least in her view. The fact that he was armed so heavily didn't endear him to her either. She took a cautious step closer to Hunter. "Why exactly should we even trust you?" she frowned inquisitively. She wished none of this had to happen, her time around all the violence was over, at least she'd hoped.