Antihero Force (IC, RP Officially Concluded on Cliffhanger)

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Liliruca Styx

She peaked from her cover and pulled the trigger on her MP5 once more into the crowd of mafiosos. She looked over the warzone before fucking to avoid incoming fire. Several shots whizzed over her and when the stopped she peeked out and fired again,

"BANG, BANG, BANG, CLICK,"

Her last mag was empty. She let out a sigh and tossed the gun to the ground. She pulled her spear out and twisted a portion of the shaft nearest to the blade. With a few quick clicks the shaft filed back on itself and revealed a longer blade.

She looked out over the warzone again and saw Tom's predicament. She closed her eyes for a few seconds and took a deep breath. She lowered the spear blade to the ground and dragged it around her in an arc. The blade began to spark and change color to a slight red, "Overcharge," with that phrase she opened her eyes. Her crimson eyes began to glow a stronger red.

She jumped out from behind her cover and charged straight for Tom. As she passed by the mafia men she swing her spear about and cut through them with ease. Watching her she was moving like water, with tremendous power and Grace she pushed through the mafia and towards Tom. Streaks of blue electricity followed her every movement, fried corpses also fell all around her.

As she grew close to Tom and his attackers she pulled her gun out with her off hand and fired off two quick shots at the attacker.

[Gudmund]

Oklan Valkov stood on the roof. He was dressed in a leather coat, wore a pointed hat, and he had a terrifying metallic face with glowing eyes. He raised his metallic clawed hands as he channeled his magic to bombard the NYLA from afar.

The Antihero mage was now contesting his battlefield domination with the concrete showers. It was definitely annoying but he had no way of determining where it was coming from.

However, something else soon caught his attention.

From a distance, there was a concentration of light... a rather large, bearded old man floated towards his direction high above the ground. He was surrounding in some kind of powerful light and he had a wand out, dressed in robes there was no mistaking that this was a mage!

Oklan turned his bright metallic eyes towards the mage. They were a few kilometres away from each other.

Interesting...

Oklan waved his metallic hand in Corvus' direction.

At once three large metallic poles departed from the roof next to Oklan and flew straight towards Corvus. They travelled at a high velocity and were aimed to try and impale the floating mage.

...

Jenny Alan

Did... did it stop?

Jenny noticed that the seemingly endless barrage of metal objects dropping down had stopped. Perhaps the metal mage was distracted?

"COME ON PEOPLE!" she yelled as she picked up a submachine gun. "Now's the time. Group up and fight."

The NYLA fighters' morales rose as they took position and started firing into the Mafia lines again. The Mafia was still being bombarded by Kalden's carefully aimed and continuous long range concrete showers.

As Jenny opened she saw, the Mafia lines starting to retreat as many were gunned down or destroyed by Kalden's concrete drops. Perhaps victory was possible?

...

Nicky Casterllano

Casterllano and his men advanced from block to block. Embolded by Casterllano's slaughter of Antihero Cyv, his elite squad was now gunning NYLA fighters down left and right. They advanced through another section of the battlefield which hadn't yet been bombarded by Kalden.

Casterllano caught a glimpse of one of the Antiheroes rushing by a building.

It's HIM!

If this was who he thought it was... then he had to deal with him himself.

"Tommy," he said to his right hand. "Continue to lead the men."

"Where are you going?" Tommy asked as he continued to fire his AK.

"I have something to take care of."

And with that, Casterllano disappeared off the side.

...

Tom Gabriels

Tom moved across the battlefield. The Mafia goons were getting fewer and fewer, he was possibly behind the lines now, definitely closer to the backline. He estimated that most of the mob was now engaging the NYLA.

Where is the metal mage?

He saw a small squad of gangsters.

"HEY YOU!" they yelled as they aimed their weapons but Tom was too fast.

KA DADADADADADA! click!

They all fell. Tom paused to reload.

Someone was approaching from another direction.

Tom turned and saw him... he recognised him, it was NICKY CASTERLLANO HIMSELF!

Nicky aimed his handgun and started to fire.

Tom reacted on instinct. He dropped his AK and leapt to the side. He rolled across the floor and made a leaping motion... the handgun rounds came dangerous close to hitting him but they seemed to trail behind him.

Tom took cover behind a wall to catch his breath.

NOT GOOD!

He had run out of ammo. His revolved had jammed from an earlier gunfight.

As Tom walked out on the other side of the wall he saw a brief blur before a firm powerful kick lodged itself into his chest, sending him flying back.

Casterllano landed in front of him.

The aggressive Mafia captain continued to attack.

Tom and Casterllano engaged in hand to hand combat. It was clear that both of them were experienced hand to hand fighters. However, Casterllano had greater energy reserves (he entered the fight later) and he seemed slightly stronger physically. There was also something particularly brutal with the Mafia captain's fighting style. Gradually Tom was pushed back as he struggled to block. Casterllano pressed his advantage and began to get more and more hits in.

CRACK!

Tom was punched firmly in the nose. Casterllano moved in, grabbed the dazed Antihero firmly, and threw him firmly over his shoulder.

THUD!

Tom's head was spinning as agony filled his battered body. However, he forced himself to stand up.

Casterllano did not weight. He grabbed Tom and flung him across the wall. Then the mobster stepped forward and punched him repeatedly. A spurt of blood shot out of Tom's mouth as his jaw was broken but the punches continued...

Gary Colombo

"What the hell is Oklan doing?!" Gary said out loud.

The bombardments had stopped.

"We're going in now," he said to his reserves.

"W... what?!"

"YOU HEARD ME! I ain't sitting out of this war. It's time to move in and kill them all!"

He turned and faced the remaining Mafia army.

"It's time to retake New York! It's time to return to the glory days of THE GODFATHER! So long as we stand... NEW YORK BELONGS TO US... Now... WITH ME... WITH MEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!"

The army raised their AKs and handguns in high fervour as they cheered.

Gary himself rushed forward, running at the head of a large battle formation to reinforce the Mafia lines. Colombo himself carried a red AK-47 fitted with a laser scope.

Colombo was adding considerable numbers to the battlefield and the were approaching from a fresh direction. Would these soldiers turn the tide of the war?

In Corvus' search for the metal mage, in the midst of battle, he decided to just float higher to avoid most of the overeager mafioso. His shield was visibly glowing, making it practically impossible to hide now, not bothering for stealth as he finally spotted the enemy metal mage and hovered over. From this distance he couldn't quite tell, resorting to a simple chant that enhanced his sight, letting him zoom in on his opponent. "Oh, what a stylish mask he has," Corvus thought idly, his eyes now glowing white as his robe and beard fluttered in the wind,

In the next moment his opponent flung three large metallic poles towards him, Corvus' zoomed in sight hastily deactivated as he scrounged up a defence. With plenty of distance between them, Corvus whispered an alteration spell, stretching his spherical shield into an oval. The new shape easily deflecting the three poles in a hail of sparks before returning to its original shape. "Unfortunately for you, kiddo, I've no time to be playing around," he muttered, aiming his wand towards Oklan and emptying its remaining contents all at once. A burst of forty or so tennis-ball sized plasma bolts tore themselves from the wand, spreading out as wide as a basketball field before curving in the air to home in on Oklan. Corvus' silver wand was now burnt completely black, popping and sizzling for a second before snapping at the tip.

Throwing it aside, Corvus hovered towards Oklan, beginning an incantation for yet another spell as his barrage of bolts quickly closed the distance. With lightning coiling around his held out arm and converging at his fingertip, he fired a large bolt of lightning through the storm of plasma. He wasn't sure if Oklan's mask was actually metal, or even conductive, but he aimed for the head anyway.

[Greater vakolicci haven]

Ander Kallden

Anger...fear and desperation. All here around him, coming from all sides: but in Ander's head a little patch of calm.
One of his men was down; he had seen it with his own eyes...now to track what had killed him. After scanning the crowd he spotted the man who had done this: and now he was trying to do the same to Tom.
He focussed on him, waited until some separation came between Casterlano and the downed tom, and then suddenly it moved. The huge spike of concrete at a speed that its fellow missiles could only dream of: Ander sent it on a direct collision course with the side of Nicky Casterlano's head.

[Christian Confederation]

Captian and Madam Dixie
The Captian knocks on the bathroom door. "Sue can I come in?" She turns off the hair dryer. "Sure!"
The Captian opens the door to see his other half wrapped in a towel drying her hair. "Im sorry, i didn't know you weren't decent!" He says looking at the ceiling turned away from her. She laughs. "Don't act like you've never seen me like this, hell I remember One of our first dates we went skinny dipping in Farmer Johnson's pound!' she smirked.
The president laughed. "I just wanted to remind you we leave for ATL in an hour!"

[Infected Mushroom]

New York Front

Gabriels’ world zoomed in and out of focus as he was beaten around against the wall. He could taste some blood in his mouth.

Casterllano was absolutely relentless.

Suddenly...

Bang! bang!

Two handgun rounds had clipped him onthe shoulder.

As Tom crumpled against the floor, Casterllano turned around in shock and anger.

A pink-haired woman was rushing towards him from some distance. She was dressed in leather and in one hand she held a cackling lightning spear (her eyes were murderous and she was surrounded by cackling electricity)... on her other hand (outstretched) she held out a handgun which she fired at him.

Casterllano was shocked. He did not expect an attack from the left. That must mean the Antiheroes had somehow defeated his reinforcements!

Before he could react further a large high velocity projectile, a steel construction spike, suddenly impaled him through his chest at an angle. He was killed instantly.

The spike was long enough to nail his still standing corpse to the ground at an angle.

Tom Gabriels

Gabriels’ world had nearly blacked out. However, the American hero allowed himself a weak grin as he crumpled against a wall from all the battering. He felt a sudden rush of relief as he heard the billets connect with Casterllano. A few seconds later, Kalden’s long range magic removed Casterllano from play.

ahahaha... took you long... long enough...

And with that, Tom completely blacked out. His unconscious body was close to Casterllano’s impaled corpse.

Upon seeing the captain fall, a group of angry Mafia soldiers showed up and opened fire on Styx. Styx leaped around acrobatically to avoid the bullets. She leapt over a demolished brick wall... the shots trailing her.

That’s when Will, Ren and the others showed up. They opened fire at once.

ka da da da da da da!!!!!

The Mafia gun squad was decimated.

But was Tom okay?

...

Corvus’ plasma bolts flew towards the metal mage. The aging bearded mage has also channeled much his remaining into his wand for a concentrated attack.

Oklan was shocked. His metal pole strike had failed to kill Corvus.

The projectiles were traveling towards Oklan at such a rapid rate... he reacted instinctively and tried to use rapid metal kinesis to create a floating steel shield. Cans, steel plates, and a metal door flew up to form a defense but it was too late... way too late...

Before the shield could be effectively formed the plasma bolts and the lightning blasted straight through. The steel objects flew everywhere as Oklan was hit by light on his arms and legs and most importantly... on his steel head.

Zaaaaaaaaaaaappppppppppp!!!!!!!!!!

He was engulfed in a blinding flash of bright light as his entire fire was lit up and fried, the steel conducting everything throughout all limbs. His head exploded after a few seconds of super-conduction.

As the steel mage exploded on the roof, his bright blue explosion seemed to engulf much of the battlefield... being visible even from really far away.

[Infected Mushroom]

"Even if he does, really."

He took a small bag and oppened it, pulling out a medium-sized bottle and a few glasses. He poured each member of the team a glass, then set the bottle down.

"Don't waste it folks, that's the oldest wine on earth. Got it in Strasbourg during my service in the Foreign Legion. It's nearly 550 years old."

The President downs the drink fast. "It's good, I'll have to get you some more after this is over!" He smiles and pulls out a bottle of whiskey. "This was a gift from Jefferson Davis to general Lee, Davis got it from George Washingtons celler!" He poured himself a glass and downed it. He laughs. "I'll see y'all at the pre mission meeting!"
The other Dixie smiles and leaves with the Captian.

The southern heroes drank and partied for a long night.

However, they got to work the next day for their was a long battle ahead. The flight to the Atlanta theater was being prepared.

At some point in the day, Vicky Callaghan approaches Hendriks, they were alone.

“Here Hendriks,” she said. “Thanks for saving my life. I owe you one.”

[Infected Mushroom]

Gary Colombo

Colombo’s reinforcement had just defeated a large section of the NYLA. However, his lieutenants were now reporting some bad news.

“Sir... Casterllano’s army is gone...”

“And where’s Oklan?”

“No... no report of his positioning sir. But do you think...?”

The lieutenant pointed nervously in the direction of the rooftop blue explosion that had occurred some time ago from some distance.

Colombo considered his option. If he calculated correctly, they should still have the numbers to beat the NYLA.

Besides, a couple of bullets must have found their way into those Antiheroes...

“Should we retreat and regroup?”

“No,” Colombo said firmly.

...

Jenny Alan

Jenny walked into the backline where the NYLA were busy regrouping and treating their wounded.

“We should get out and fight another day,” someone suggested.

“The mob is going to attack over that ledge at any time now. We’ve half our army.”

“NO!” Jenny said loudly.

No more running. No more retreating. It was time to retake this city.

She stood up high on a platform and grabbed a speaker.

“LISTEN UP!” She yelled.

All the soldiers turned.

“This is not the end. This... this is the beginning. We will retake New York, we will liberate this country. The time has come... not next year, not next month, not tomorrow... NOW!”

“We have lost countless brothers and sisters... but we can avenge them, today, on this very battlefield. I don’t know what y’all want to do but... but the Antiheroes saved my life, and they saved many of your lives too. Today I’m going to go all in. I’m going to march over that hill and I’m going to kick the Mafia’s face in.”

“FOR AmERICA!” a captain to the left cried out fervently, this was met with hundreds and thousands of cheers.

Jenny grabbed an AK and walked forward. She yelled into the speakers.

“WITH ME... WITH MEEEEEEE!!!!”

A roar of patriotism overtook the soldiers and they followed her into battle.

...

What was left of the battered but still numerous NYLA made an all out charge. Yelling at the top of their voices, the New Yorkers rushed forward at top speed. They were so low on ammo that many were planning to go all out melee.

Gary Colombo

So they’ve come to die...

“Line up soldiers! FORM UP!”

...

The Mafia opened fire from some distance. Several .50 Cala went off.

The NYLA was mowed down but they kept charging.

Jenny Alan herself was one of the very first shot dead... she never realized what hit her, she just instantly died.

However the NYLA kept charging despite the casualties.

...

Gary Colombo himself jumped on one of the .50 calls on a Jeep. He fired a volley, mowing down many rebels. However, the big gun soon jammed.

Fuck!

As the Mafia reloaded their weapons, it was clear that the NYLA was closing the gap.

“Sir? SIIIIIIRRRRR?!!!!”

...

And so began the next phase. And all out melee brawl in the rubbles of New York. Most of the guns were out and so now it was all fists, knives, bats, pole weapons. Whatever each side could use. Many simply used their empty/jammed guns as swinging weapons.

It was brutal, visceral, physical.

The NYLA attacker with previously unforeseen ferocity and this took the Mafia by surprise. They were also far more numerous than expected.

Gary fired a handgun into the crowd but soon ran out of ammo.

“Okay I’m out...”

He turned around and rushed out of the fight. Behind him, the NYLA was slowly but surely beating through what was left of the mob army.

[Quebec-Libre]

The President downs the drink fast. "It's good, I'll have to get you some more after this is over!" He smiles and pulls out a bottle of whiskey. "This was a gift from Jefferson Davis to general Lee, Davis got it from George Washingtons celler!" He poured himself a glass and downed it. He laughs. "I'll see y'all at the pre mission meeting!"
The other Dixie smiles and leaves with the Captian.

The southern heroes drank and partied for a long night.

However, they got to work the next day for their was a long battle ahead. The flight to the Atlanta theater was being prepared.

At some point in the day, Vicky Callaghan approaches Hendriks, they were alone.

“Here Hendriks,” she said. “Thanks for saving my life. I owe you one.”

"Don't mention it, Vicky."

He said with a smile, sighing.

"Never thought I'd ask, but what do you think you'll do after this thing ends?"

[Infected Mushroom]

The southern heroes drank and partied for a long night.

However, they got to work the next day for their was a long battle ahead. The flight to the Atlanta theater was being prepared.

At some point in the day, Vicky Callaghan approaches Hendriks, they were alone.

“Here Hendriks,” she said. “Thanks for saving my life. I owe you one.”

"Don't mention it, Vicky."

He said with a smile, sighing.

"Never thought I'd ask, but what do you think you'll do after this thing ends?"

Vicky considered it.

“Truth be told,” she said. “I’m not sure. I only feel alive when I’m in combat, fighting for my beliefs. The possibility of peace is a bit of a frightening to me if you understand?”

[Quebec-Libre]

"Don't mention it, Vicky."

He said with a smile, sighing.

"Never thought I'd ask, but what do you think you'll do after this thing ends?"

Vicky considered it.

“Truth be told,” she said. “I’m not sure. I only feel alive when I’m in combat, fighting for my beliefs. The possibility of peace is a bit of a frightening to me if you understand?”

"I actually do. When you spend your life fighting, peace only seems like a memory."

He paused for a bit.

"I mean, Dixie offered me the office of Secretary of Defense, but even then I'm more of a field guy."

Hendriks then looked at her with a mocking smirk, though there was clearly no malice in his intent.

"Getting shot not being part of that though."

[Infected Mushroom]

Vicky considered it.

“Truth be told,” she said. “I’m not sure. I only feel alive when I’m in combat, fighting for my beliefs. The possibility of peace is a bit of a frightening to me if you understand?”

"I actually do. When you spend your life fighting, peace only seems like a memory."

He paused for a bit.

"I mean, Dixie offered me the office of Secretary of Defense, but even then I'm more of a field guy."

Hendriks then looked at her with a mocking smirk, though there was clearly no malice in his intent.

"Getting shot not being part of that though."

Vicky Callaghan

“Yeah no kidding haha!”

She considered him.

“It was a very brave thing you did back there,” she said, truly moved. “It appears that I misjudged you. I... I’m glad you’re coming to Atlanta too. I think we made a great team...”

Without thinking further, the southern woman grabbed Hendriks and kissed him very squarely in the mouth.

She released him and stepped back, her fiery brown eyes looking at him fiercely. She was unsure what would happen next... Her heart was racing.

[Quebec-Libre]

"I actually do. When you spend your life fighting, peace only seems like a memory."

He paused for a bit.

"I mean, Dixie offered me the office of Secretary of Defense, but even then I'm more of a field guy."

Hendriks then looked at her with a mocking smirk, though there was clearly no malice in his intent.

"Getting shot not being part of that though."

Vicky Callaghan

“Yeah no kidding haha!”

She considered him.

“It was a very brave thing you did back there,” she said, truly moved. “It appears that I misjudged you. I... I’m glad you’re coming to Atlanta too. I think we made a great team...”

Without thinking further, the southern woman grabbed Hendriks and kissed him very squarely in the mouth.

She released him and stepped back, her fiery brown eyes looking at him fiercely. She was unsure what would happen next... Her heart was racing.

"...That was...Unexpected."

He narrowed his gaze, then smiled.

"But frankly not unwanted."

He returned the kiss kindly, then pulled away, gently moving a strand of hair away from her face. He had a smile of assumed care and very likely love.

"And I also think that we do make a great team."

Adillian then did something somewhat unexpected. He swept her off her legs and catched her in bridal carry, laughing lightly as he kissed her forehead.

"I know what you want. Now might not be a good time though...However...," He smirked slightly, "I'm open to suggestions as to how we spend the night after that city's freed. You get me?"

[Gudmund]

New York Front

Gabriels’ world zoomed in and out of focus as he was beaten around against the wall. He could taste some blood in his mouth.

Casterllano was absolutely relentless.

Suddenly...

Bang! bang!

Two handgun rounds had clipped him onthe shoulder.

As Tom crumpled against the floor, Casterllano turned around in shock and anger.

A pink-haired woman was rushing towards him from some distance. She was dressed in leather and in one hand she held a cackling lightning spear (her eyes were murderous and she was surrounded by cackling electricity)... on her other hand (outstretched) she held out a handgun which she fired at him.

Casterllano was shocked. He did not expect an attack from the left. That must mean the Antiheroes had somehow defeated his reinforcements!

Before he could react further a large high velocity projectile, a steel construction spike, suddenly impaled him through his chest at an angle. He was killed instantly.

The spike was long enough to nail his still standing corpse to the ground at an angle.

Tom Gabriels

Gabriels’ world had nearly blacked out. However, the American hero allowed himself a weak grin as he crumpled against a wall from all the battering. He felt a sudden rush of relief as he heard the billets connect with Casterllano. A few seconds later, Kalden’s long range magic removed Casterllano from play.

ahahaha... took you long... long enough...

And with that, Tom completely blacked out. His unconscious body was close to Casterllano’s impaled corpse.

Upon seeing the captain fall, a group of angry Mafia soldiers showed up and opened fire on Styx. Styx leaped around acrobatically to avoid the bullets. She leapt over a demolished brick wall... the shots trailing her.

That’s when Will, Ren and the others showed up. They opened fire at once.

ka da da da da da da!!!!!

The Mafia gun squad was decimated.

But was Tom okay?

...

Corvus’ plasma bolts flew towards the metal mage. The aging bearded mage has also channeled much his remaining into his wand for a concentrated attack.

Oklan was shocked. His metal pole strike had failed to kill Corvus.

The projectiles were traveling towards Oklan at such a rapid rate... he reacted instinctively and tried to use rapid metal kinesis to create a floating steel shield. Cans, steel plates, and a metal door flew up to form a defense but it was too late... way too late...

Before the shield could be effectively formed the plasma bolts and the lightning blasted straight through. The steel objects flew everywhere as Oklan was hit by light on his arms and legs and most importantly... on his steel head.

Zaaaaaaaaaaaappppppppppp!!!!!!!!!!

He was engulfed in a blinding flash of bright light as his entire fire was lit up and fried, the steel conducting everything throughout all limbs. His head exploded after a few seconds of super-conduction.

As the steel mage exploded on the roof, his bright blue explosion seemed to engulf much of the battlefield... being visible even from really far away.

Gary Colombo

Colombo’s reinforcement had just defeated a large section of the NYLA. However, his lieutenants were now reporting some bad news.

“Sir... Casterllano’s army is gone...”

“And where’s Oklan?”

“No... no report of his positioning sir. But do you think...?”

The lieutenant pointed nervously in the direction of the rooftop blue explosion that had occurred some time ago from some distance.

Colombo considered his option. If he calculated correctly, they should still have the numbers to beat the NYLA.

Besides, a couple of bullets must have found their way into those Antiheroes...

“Should we retreat and regroup?”

“No,” Colombo said firmly.

...

Jenny Alan

Jenny walked into the backline where the NYLA were busy regrouping and treating their wounded.

“We should get out and fight another day,” someone suggested.

“The mob is going to attack over that ledge at any time now. We’ve half our army.”

“NO!” Jenny said loudly.

No more running. No more retreating. It was time to retake this city.

She stood up high on a platform and grabbed a speaker.

“LISTEN UP!” She yelled.

All the soldiers turned.

“This is not the end. This... this is the beginning. We will retake New York, we will liberate this country. The time has come... not next year, not next month, not tomorrow... NOW!”

“We have lost countless brothers and sisters... but we can avenge them, today, on this very battlefield. I don’t know what y’all want to do but... but the Antiheroes saved my life, and they saved many of your lives too. Today I’m going to go all in. I’m going to march over that hill and I’m going to kick the Mafia’s face in.”

“FOR AmERICA!” a captain to the left cried out fervently, this was met with hundreds and thousands of cheers.

Jenny grabbed an AK and walked forward. She yelled into the speakers.

“WITH ME... WITH MEEEEEEE!!!!”

A roar of patriotism overtook the soldiers and they followed her into battle.

...

What was left of the battered but still numerous NYLA made an all out charge. Yelling at the top of their voices, the New Yorkers rushed forward at top speed. They were so low on ammo that many were planning to go all out melee.

Gary Colombo

So they’ve come to die...

“Line up soldiers! FORM UP!”

...

The Mafia opened fire from some distance. Several .50 Cala went off.

The NYLA was mowed down but they kept charging.

Jenny Alan herself was one of the very first shot dead... she never realized what hit her, she just instantly died.

However the NYLA kept charging despite the casualties.

...

Gary Colombo himself jumped on one of the .50 calls on a Jeep. He fired a volley, mowing down many rebels. However, the big gun soon jammed.

Fuck!

As the Mafia reloaded their weapons, it was clear that the NYLA was closing the gap.

“Sir? SIIIIIIRRRRR?!!!!”

...

And so began the next phase. And all out melee brawl in the rubbles of New York. Most of the guns were out and so now it was all fists, knives, bats, pole weapons. Whatever each side could use. Many simply used their empty/jammed guns as swinging weapons.

It was brutal, visceral, physical.

The NYLA attacker with previously unforeseen ferocity and this took the Mafia by surprise. They were also far more numerous than expected.

Gary fired a handgun into the crowd but soon ran out of ammo.

“Okay I’m out...”

He turned around and rushed out of the fight. Behind him, the NYLA was slowly but surely beating through what was left of the mob army.

Corvus suddenly coughed up blood, his magic stretched to its limit with his all out attack against Oklan, slowly descending from the air he took a knee. A hand covered his eyes from the blinding explosion of Oklan's death, blinking away the spots in his vision. His shield had suffered more damage than he'd thought, with three large scrapes down the side which were slowly regenerating. He was proud of his magic items, and while his ten enchanted rings weren't useful on their own, combining them formed a multi-layered barrier resistant to almost all forms of damage.

"Ahhh, what a shame, I lost my magic spear and wand on the same day," Corvus sighed, smiling at his still spotless rings. Should his shield overwhelmed and destroyed, the rings would all overload and shatter. Walking through the still ongoing battle, Corvus noted that many now avoided him, having witnessed his power against Oklan. Walking around with his shield still active, he heard the battle cry of the NYLA, making his way over he found the two armies clashing in a brutal melee. Feeling his power returning, Corvus slowly started firing bolts of plasma into the mafia, with some piercing through two or three at a time. Those that attempted to stop him were once again electrocuted to death upon touching his shield.

[Infected Mushroom]

Vicky Callaghan

“Yeah no kidding haha!”

She considered him.

“It was a very brave thing you did back there,” she said, truly moved. “It appears that I misjudged you. I... I’m glad you’re coming to Atlanta too. I think we made a great team...”

Without thinking further, the southern woman grabbed Hendriks and kissed him very squarely in the mouth.

She released him and stepped back, her fiery brown eyes looking at him fiercely. She was unsure what would happen next... Her heart was racing.

"...That was...Unexpected."

He narrowed his gaze, then smiled.

"But frankly not unwanted."

He returned the kiss kindly, then pulled away, gently moving a strand of hair away from her face. He had a smile of assumed care and very likely love.

"And I also think that we do make a great team."

Adillian then did something somewhat unexpected. He swept her off her legs and catched her in bridal carry, laughing lightly as he kissed her forehead.

"I know what you want. Now might not be a good time though...However...," He smirked slightly, "I'm open to suggestions as to how we spend the night after that city's freed. You get me?"

Vicky Callaghan

Uncharacteristically, Vicky giggled slightly.

“Hell ya,” Vicky replied. “I do have a number of ideas. I’ll hold you to your words though.”

Then she cleared her throat, though unable to completely dispel her slightly mischievous look.

“Now I have some last minute prep to make. Long battle ahead. I’m sure you do too soldier boy.”

She headed for the door and looked back, smiling gently.

[Quebec-Libre]

"...That was...Unexpected."

He narrowed his gaze, then smiled.

"But frankly not unwanted."

He returned the kiss kindly, then pulled away, gently moving a strand of hair away from her face. He had a smile of assumed care and very likely love.

"And I also think that we do make a great team."

Adillian then did something somewhat unexpected. He swept her off her legs and catched her in bridal carry, laughing lightly as he kissed her forehead.

"I know what you want. Now might not be a good time though...However...," He smirked slightly, "I'm open to suggestions as to how we spend the night after that city's freed. You get me?"

Vicky Callaghan

Uncharacteristically, Vicky giggled slightly.

“Hell ya,” Vicky replied. “I do have a number of ideas. I’ll hold you to your words though.”

Then she cleared her throat, though unable to completely dispel her slightly mischievous look.

“Now I have some last minute prep to make. Long battle ahead. I’m sure you do too soldier boy.”

She headed for the door and looked back, smiling gently.

He returned her smile.

"I'll see you soon Sweetie."

Giving a mock army salute, he walked to his room, closing the door. He then sat on the bed, and realised that he had never experienced love before. Damn, it felt good. He was nearly overloaded with happiness, yet calm...He smiled, chuckling slightly, then finished up his preparation.

[Christian Confederation]

Vicky Callaghan

Uncharacteristically, Vicky giggled slightly.

“Hell ya,” Vicky replied. “I do have a number of ideas. I’ll hold you to your words though.”

Then she cleared her throat, though unable to completely dispel her slightly mischievous look.

“Now I have some last minute prep to make. Long battle ahead. I’m sure you do too soldier boy.”

She headed for the door and looked back, smiling gently.

He returned her smile.

"I'll see you soon Sweetie."

Giving a mock army salute, he walked to his room, closing the door. He then sat on the bed, and realised that he had never experienced love before. Damn, it felt good. He was nearly overloaded with happiness, yet calm...He smiled, chuckling slightly, then finished up his preparation.

The president walked into the Hall between Vickie and Hendricks rooms. "Y'all love birds ready?" He than thought about what they may say. "We have thin walls and I have super hearing, but I approve as long as your Romance doesn't get in the way of the war!" He smiles and walks to the plane with his duffle bag. "I'll get the Walls sound proffered whall we're gone!" He calls back.

[Quebec-Libre]

He returned her smile.

"I'll see you soon Sweetie."

Giving a mock army salute, he walked to his room, closing the door. He then sat on the bed, and realised that he had never experienced love before. Damn, it felt good. He was nearly overloaded with happiness, yet calm...He smiled, chuckling slightly, then finished up his preparation.

The president walked into the Hall between Vickie and Hendricks rooms. "Y'all love birds ready?" He than thought about what they may say. "We have thin walls and I have super hearing, but I approve as long as your Romance doesn't get in the way of the war!" He smiles and walks to the plane with his duffle bag. "I'll get the Walls sound proffered whall we're gone!" He calls back.

"Go to hell Dixie."

He joked, chuckling as he continued to prepare his arsenal.

[Infected Mushroom]

A few hours later...

A battle was underway in Atlanta, Georgia.

The third battle of Atlanta was underway (in the first "battle" Dixie's forces had occupied the city with a bloodless coup, in the second, US forces had violently retaken the city and forced Dixie and his forces to escape... now it was time for a third reckoning).

The Confederate force was a large one pulled not only from Georgia but also from neighbouring South Carolina and Florida. General Cumberbatch himself commanded the force. The US Army stationed outside was one of the largest in the south; both sides understood this to be a very decisive battle.

Rather than fight in the urban terrain, the Mafia-backed USA decided to engage the advancing Confederates a few kilometres outside of the city after attempting a flank. This was probably a sound tactical call because they expected the city's rebel movements to complicate the fighting.

In the fields outside, six armies clashed. The beautiful fields of grass were transformed into killing fields. Aircraft and artillery from both sides bombed at each other over and over and over... Thousands of soldiers began to die as the fighting began. The flowers and the trees were blown apart and splattered with blood and dust and ashe.

...

The city's revolution had begun. The Mafia-backed police began a violent crackdown. But with the news of the Confederate liberation possibly approaching, many of the cops switched sides.

In accordance with Dixie's plan, several dozen stealth chanooks had flown past US lines into the city to deliver aid and weapons for the rebels. Another chinook carried a team of Confederate special forces to help with a stadium battle.

Still another one these chinooks carried an elite team of commands en route to the rebel-controlled CDC center. At the drop zone behind rebel lines, the Confederate elite squad leapt out (characteristically, Dixie did not use a parachute). This consisted of Captain Dixie, Madame Dixie, Hendriks, Vicky, and Jed... the same elite team that had won the battle at the Richmond facility.

The team soon grouped up with rebel leader Bill Jones.

"We've got the whole area on lockdown," Jones said, showing the team around; they walked into a room full of maps. "Snipers are at all the windows. we've put several guns out. Overall about four dozen people are spread out on all floors and throughout the facility grounds."

"How safe are we?" Jed asked nervously.

"Well it seems that the bulk of federal forces are now slugging it out with your army in the forest outside the city. Meanwhile Atlanta itself has turned into a riot zone," Bill continued. "There's a large Mafia task force in the city though. They could attack here."

"Have you begun decontamination?" Vicky said. She was of course, referring to the bioweapons the mob had started to build.

"We're not sure we found everything," Bill said. "Plus some of it can't be safely destroyed. If the mob captures this building. There could be trouble-"

Suddenly, they were interrupted by a series of explosions. The roof shook slightly. A dozen moans rang out.

"Sounds like artillery!" Bill said. "They're attacking, get into position!"

[Infected Mushroom]

Manson Belgrano

A large, rather bulky dark-skinned man walked up past a very large task force of gangsters all wearing suits.

It was High Table member and high ranking mobster, Manson Belgrano. He had a clean shaven head and he was large and bulky.

"Time to retake the CDC," he mused.

The Mafia army watched from a safe distance as series of air and artillery strikes shook the outer defences of the rebel defence perimeter.

"Alright boys," he said to his army, clapping his hands. "Let's move in. Chop chop."

...

A large force of Mafia soldiers and policemen began to rush forward. The attack on the CDC itself had begun.

From the windows, the rebels began to rain down sniper fire on the attackers.

A Mafia goon aimed an RPG and fired it at one of the windows, causing it to explode.

The shooting had begun. And the Mafia assault came from all sides, under the cover of limited tactical artillery strike that could reach the outer defences.

[Infected Mushroom]

New York Front

Gabriels’ world zoomed in and out of focus as he was beaten around against the wall. He could taste some blood in his mouth.

Casterllano was absolutely relentless.

Suddenly...

Bang! bang!

Two handgun rounds had clipped him onthe shoulder.

As Tom crumpled against the floor, Casterllano turned around in shock and anger.

A pink-haired woman was rushing towards him from some distance. She was dressed in leather and in one hand she held a cackling lightning spear (her eyes were murderous and she was surrounded by cackling electricity)... on her other hand (outstretched) she held out a handgun which she fired at him.

Casterllano was shocked. He did not expect an attack from the left. That must mean the Antiheroes had somehow defeated his reinforcements!

Before he could react further a large high velocity projectile, a steel construction spike, suddenly impaled him through his chest at an angle. He was killed instantly.

The spike was long enough to nail his still standing corpse to the ground at an angle.

Tom Gabriels

Gabriels’ world had nearly blacked out. However, the American hero allowed himself a weak grin as he crumpled against a wall from all the battering. He felt a sudden rush of relief as he heard the billets connect with Casterllano. A few seconds later, Kalden’s long range magic removed Casterllano from play.

ahahaha... took you long... long enough...

And with that, Tom completely blacked out. His unconscious body was close to Casterllano’s impaled corpse.

Upon seeing the captain fall, a group of angry Mafia soldiers showed up and opened fire on Styx. Styx leaped around acrobatically to avoid the bullets. She leapt over a demolished brick wall... the shots trailing her.

That’s when Will, Ren and the others showed up. They opened fire at once.

ka da da da da da da!!!!!

The Mafia gun squad was decimated.

But was Tom okay?

...

Corvus’ plasma bolts flew towards the metal mage. The aging bearded mage has also channeled much his remaining into his wand for a concentrated attack.

Oklan was shocked. His metal pole strike had failed to kill Corvus.

The projectiles were traveling towards Oklan at such a rapid rate... he reacted instinctively and tried to use rapid metal kinesis to create a floating steel shield. Cans, steel plates, and a metal door flew up to form a defense but it was too late... way too late...

Before the shield could be effectively formed the plasma bolts and the lightning blasted straight through. The steel objects flew everywhere as Oklan was hit by light on his arms and legs and most importantly... on his steel head.

Zaaaaaaaaaaaappppppppppp!!!!!!!!!!

He was engulfed in a blinding flash of bright light as his entire fire was lit up and fried, the steel conducting everything throughout all limbs. His head exploded after a few seconds of super-conduction.

As the steel mage exploded on the roof, his bright blue explosion seemed to engulf much of the battlefield... being visible even from really far away.

Gary Colombo

Colombo’s reinforcement had just defeated a large section of the NYLA. However, his lieutenants were now reporting some bad news.

“Sir... Casterllano’s army is gone...”

“And where’s Oklan?”

“No... no report of his positioning sir. But do you think...?”

The lieutenant pointed nervously in the direction of the rooftop blue explosion that had occurred some time ago from some distance.

Colombo considered his option. If he calculated correctly, they should still have the numbers to beat the NYLA.

Besides, a couple of bullets must have found their way into those Antiheroes...

“Should we retreat and regroup?”

“No,” Colombo said firmly.

...

Jenny Alan

Jenny walked into the backline where the NYLA were busy regrouping and treating their wounded.

“We should get out and fight another day,” someone suggested.

“The mob is going to attack over that ledge at any time now. We’ve half our army.”

“NO!” Jenny said loudly.

No more running. No more retreating. It was time to retake this city.

She stood up high on a platform and grabbed a speaker.

“LISTEN UP!” She yelled.

All the soldiers turned.

“This is not the end. This... this is the beginning. We will retake New York, we will liberate this country. The time has come... not next year, not next month, not tomorrow... NOW!”

“We have lost countless brothers and sisters... but we can avenge them, today, on this very battlefield. I don’t know what y’all want to do but... but the Antiheroes saved my life, and they saved many of your lives too. Today I’m going to go all in. I’m going to march over that hill and I’m going to kick the Mafia’s face in.”

“FOR AmERICA!” a captain to the left cried out fervently, this was met with hundreds and thousands of cheers.

Jenny grabbed an AK and walked forward. She yelled into the speakers.

“WITH ME... WITH MEEEEEEE!!!!”

A roar of patriotism overtook the soldiers and they followed her into battle.

...

What was left of the battered but still numerous NYLA made an all out charge. Yelling at the top of their voices, the New Yorkers rushed forward at top speed. They were so low on ammo that many were planning to go all out melee.

Gary Colombo

So they’ve come to die...

“Line up soldiers! FORM UP!”

...

The Mafia opened fire from some distance. Several .50 Cala went off.

The NYLA was mowed down but they kept charging.

Jenny Alan herself was one of the very first shot dead... she never realized what hit her, she just instantly died.

However the NYLA kept charging despite the casualties.

...

Gary Colombo himself jumped on one of the .50 calls on a Jeep. He fired a volley, mowing down many rebels. However, the big gun soon jammed.

Fuck!

As the Mafia reloaded their weapons, it was clear that the NYLA was closing the gap.

“Sir? SIIIIIIRRRRR?!!!!”

...

And so began the next phase. And all out melee brawl in the rubbles of New York. Most of the guns were out and so now it was all fists, knives, bats, pole weapons. Whatever each side could use. Many simply used their empty/jammed guns as swinging weapons.

It was brutal, visceral, physical.

The NYLA attacker with previously unforeseen ferocity and this took the Mafia by surprise. They were also far more numerous than expected.

Gary fired a handgun into the crowd but soon ran out of ammo.

“Okay I’m out...”

He turned around and rushed out of the fight. Behind him, the NYLA was slowly but surely beating through what was left of the mob army.

Corvus suddenly coughed up blood, his magic stretched to its limit with his all out attack against Oklan, slowly descending from the air he took a knee. A hand covered his eyes from the blinding explosion of Oklan's death, blinking away the spots in his vision. His shield had suffered more damage than he'd thought, with three large scrapes down the side which were slowly regenerating. He was proud of his magic items, and while his ten enchanted rings weren't useful on their own, combining them formed a multi-layered barrier resistant to almost all forms of damage.

"Ahhh, what a shame, I lost my magic spear and wand on the same day," Corvus sighed, smiling at his still spotless rings. Should his shield overwhelmed and destroyed, the rings would all overload and shatter. Walking through the still ongoing battle, Corvus noted that many now avoided him, having witnessed his power against Oklan. Walking around with his shield still active, he heard the battle cry of the NYLA, making his way over he found the two armies clashing in a brutal melee. Feeling his power returning, Corvus slowly started firing bolts of plasma into the mafia, with some piercing through two or three at a time. Those that attempted to stop him were once again electrocuted to death upon touching his shield.

Gary Colombo

Gary Colombo sprinted at top speed away from the battle. On the way, he had picked up an AK-47 but he kept sprinting. He had a radio and he was busy calling it.

Damn it they got all the choppers too...

Finally he got one.

"YES the battle is over. Meet me at-"

The radio went dead. Gary turned around and saw it. The last of the choppers fell down as well.

They STILL didn't get the sniper?

Having no time to waste, he continued to run.

[Christian Confederation]

A few hours later...

A battle was underway in Atlanta, Georgia.

The third battle of Atlanta was underway (in the first "battle" Dixie's forces had occupied the city with a bloodless coup, in the second, US forces had violently retaken the city and forced Dixie and his forces to escape... now it was time for a third reckoning).

The Confederate force was a large one pulled not only from Georgia but also from neighbouring South Carolina and Florida. General Cumberbatch himself commanded the force. The US Army stationed outside was one of the largest in the south; both sides understood this to be a very decisive battle.

Rather than fight in the urban terrain, the Mafia-backed USA decided to engage the advancing Confederates a few kilometres outside of the city after attempting a flank. This was probably a sound tactical call because they expected the city's rebel movements to complicate the fighting.

In the fields outside, six armies clashed. The beautiful fields of grass were transformed into killing fields. Aircraft and artillery from both sides bombed at each other over and over and over... Thousands of soldiers began to die as the fighting began. The flowers and the trees were blown apart and splattered with blood and dust and ashe.

...

The city's revolution had begun. The Mafia-backed police began a violent crackdown. But with the news of the Confederate liberation possibly approaching, many of the cops switched sides.

In accordance with Dixie's plan, several dozen stealth chanooks had flown past US lines into the city to deliver aid and weapons for the rebels. Another chinook carried a team of Confederate special forces to help with a stadium battle.

Still another one these chinooks carried an elite team of commands en route to the rebel-controlled CDC center. At the drop zone behind rebel lines, the Confederate elite squad leapt out (characteristically, Dixie did not use a parachute). This consisted of Captain Dixie, Madame Dixie, Hendriks, Vicky, and Jed... the same elite team that had won the battle at the Richmond facility.

The team soon grouped up with rebel leader Bill Jones.

"We've got the whole area on lockdown," Jones said, showing the team around; they walked into a room full of maps. "Snipers are at all the windows. we've put several guns out. Overall about four dozen people are spread out on all floors and throughout the facility grounds."

"How safe are we?" Jed asked nervously.

"Well it seems that the bulk of federal forces are now slugging it out with your army in the forest outside the city. Meanwhile Atlanta itself has turned into a riot zone," Bill continued. "There's a large Mafia task force in the city though. They could attack here."

"Have you begun decontamination?" Vicky said. She was of course, referring to the bioweapons the mob had started to build.

"We're not sure we found everything," Bill said. "Plus some of it can't be safely destroyed. If the mob captures this building. There could be trouble-"

Suddenly, they were interrupted by a series of explosions. The roof shook slightly. A dozen moans rang out.

"Sounds like artillery!" Bill said. "They're attacking, get into position!"

The hologam flickers. "I'm sorry I can't be with y'all, but the resistance needs a leader!" The President said from the stadium. "Vickie your in charge make sure the mob doesn't get those wepons. We're about to go to the CNN building and broadcast a message to the rebals in the city!" The President signed off and turned to Madam Dixie. "Alright let's leberate the city again!" The army leaves the stadium with the two Dixies in front.

[Infected Mushroom]

Aurora Von Staffen

Inside her mansion at her desk, the pale Mafia Queen watched her laptop in silent shock and terror. She had only been able to watch a very limited portion of the battle (since the chopper carrying the camera had to evade the sniper for most of the battle). However, now the screen fizzled out.

"HEYYYYY!!!!!" she cried out.

She stood up in her dress and turned to face Luchessi who was sitting in a corner.

"Well?!" she demanded. "What... what does this mean? Did we get them?"

Luchessi shook his head grimly.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!" she cried out in anger at him. "WHAT... WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?!!!"

Aurora betrayed a slight note of panic in her voice. She had been informed of the New York Liberation Army arriving at the battle, but she had assumed that this rag tag army of commoners would easily disperse.

Luchessi stood up, he listened to a few more reports on his headsets.

"HEY I'm TALKING TO YOU!" Aurora yelled. "What happened?!"

Luchessi put his headsets down.

"My Queen," he said very grimly. "I'm afraid we've lost the battle. We haven't done a full accounting of the losses but-"

"GET OUT!" she shrieked at him, pointing at the door with a finger. "GET... THE HELL... OUT!"

Luchessi bowed and rushed out of the room.

The Mafia Queen could not believe it. She had sent a very very large portion of her entire organisation out at New York; these were losses were IRREPLACEABLE. Gary Colombo had FAILED and the repercussions were going to be disastrous... All of New York could be lost and without NEW YORK...

How could a small team of Antiheroes and a crowd of poorly armed rebels win?

She sat down on her chair, feeling weak and dazed.

[Infected Mushroom]

A few hours later...

A battle was underway in Atlanta, Georgia.

The third battle of Atlanta was underway (in the first "battle" Dixie's forces had occupied the city with a bloodless coup, in the second, US forces had violently retaken the city and forced Dixie and his forces to escape... now it was time for a third reckoning).

The Confederate force was a large one pulled not only from Georgia but also from neighbouring South Carolina and Florida. General Cumberbatch himself commanded the force. The US Army stationed outside was one of the largest in the south; both sides understood this to be a very decisive battle.

Rather than fight in the urban terrain, the Mafia-backed USA decided to engage the advancing Confederates a few kilometres outside of the city after attempting a flank. This was probably a sound tactical call because they expected the city's rebel movements to complicate the fighting.

In the fields outside, six armies clashed. The beautiful fields of grass were transformed into killing fields. Aircraft and artillery from both sides bombed at each other over and over and over... Thousands of soldiers began to die as the fighting began. The flowers and the trees were blown apart and splattered with blood and dust and ashe.

...

The city's revolution had begun. The Mafia-backed police began a violent crackdown. But with the news of the Confederate liberation possibly approaching, many of the cops switched sides.

In accordance with Dixie's plan, several dozen stealth chanooks had flown past US lines into the city to deliver aid and weapons for the rebels. Another chinook carried a team of Confederate special forces to help with a stadium battle.

Still another one these chinooks carried an elite team of commands en route to the rebel-controlled CDC center. At the drop zone behind rebel lines, the Confederate elite squad leapt out (characteristically, Dixie did not use a parachute). This consisted of Captain Dixie, Madame Dixie, Hendriks, Vicky, and Jed... the same elite team that had won the battle at the Richmond facility.

The team soon grouped up with rebel leader Bill Jones.

"We've got the whole area on lockdown," Jones said, showing the team around; they walked into a room full of maps. "Snipers are at all the windows. we've put several guns out. Overall about four dozen people are spread out on all floors and throughout the facility grounds."

"How safe are we?" Jed asked nervously.

"Well it seems that the bulk of federal forces are now slugging it out with your army in the forest outside the city. Meanwhile Atlanta itself has turned into a riot zone," Bill continued. "There's a large Mafia task force in the city though. They could attack here."

"Have you begun decontamination?" Vicky said. She was of course, referring to the bioweapons the mob had started to build.

"We're not sure we found everything," Bill said. "Plus some of it can't be safely destroyed. If the mob captures this building. There could be trouble-"

Suddenly, they were interrupted by a series of explosions. The roof shook slightly. A dozen moans rang out.

"Sounds like artillery!" Bill said. "They're attacking, get into position!"

The hologam flickers. "I'm sorry I can't be with y'all, but the resistance needs a leader!" The President said from the stadium. "Vickie your in charge make sure the mob doesn't get those wepons. We're about to go to the CNN building and broadcast a message to the rebals in the city!" The President signed off and turned to Madam Dixie. "Alright let's leberate the city again!" The army leaves the stadium with the two Dixies in front.

"Alright then," Vicky said to Bill. "Let's hold this facility at all cost. Jed, take a team and cover the south entrance. Hendriks and I will overlook the main hall."

She carried an M4A1 and began to walk across the facility floors, a few rebel soldiers following her to get into position.

...

In the courtyard below, the Mafia was advancing, shooting down rebels left and right and blowing out many of the windows. However, they incurred massive losses as well.

Gunfire rang out from every direction.

[Quebec-Libre]

The hologam flickers. "I'm sorry I can't be with y'all, but the resistance needs a leader!" The President said from the stadium. "Vickie your in charge make sure the mob doesn't get those wepons. We're about to go to the CNN building and broadcast a message to the rebals in the city!" The President signed off and turned to Madam Dixie. "Alright let's leberate the city again!" The army leaves the stadium with the two Dixies in front.

"Alright then," Vicky said to Bill. "Let's hold this facility at all cost. Jed, take a team and cover the south entrance. Hendriks and I will overlook the main hall."

She carried an M4A1 and began to walk across the facility floors, a few rebel soldiers following her to get into position.

...

In the courtyard below, the Mafia was advancing, shooting down rebels left and right and blowing out many of the windows. However, they incurred massive losses as well.

Gunfire rang out from every direction.

He nodded, following her while holding a HK433 AR, equiped with a Feyachi Reflex Sight and a bayonnet. He had a Glock 40 chambered in his drop leg hostler.

"Where the heck is Dixie when we need him."

He knelt down rappidly, taking aim and firing at nearby Mafiosos. Unlatching a grenade from his belt, he pulled on the pin, keeping it in his hand and throwing it only a second before explosion, removing the enemy from the ability to throw it back.

[Infected Mushroom]

Jed Rogers leaned over a window where he took out and aimed a sniper rifle.

"Ah nothing like this..." he said sarcastically.

THACK! THACK!

He began to pick off the advancing mobsters.

...

Vicky and a small band of rebels rushed into the courtyard. They moved into position and had to begin shooting really quickly. The fighting was very thick and the entire air was filled with smoke.

Vicky fired her M4A1, having taken cover behind a wall.

...

Manson Belgrano

Belgrano himself had entered the CDC center from one of the entrances. He was carrying a large AK complete with a grenade launcher. Along with the dozen elite killers who were with him, they marched down hallways and begun blasting away at the surprised rebels.

Filthy insects

...

Someone reported to Hendriks, "It appears that a Mafia force has breached the south west entrance, they are in the facility now... BE CAREFUL!"