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Laharl	Jan 18 2009, 04:45 AM
Narcissistic Bastard With A Hint Of Mental Insanity Or Mentally Insane With A Hint Of Narcissism Posts: 4,435 Group: Veteran Member #264 Joined: June 28, 2005	*Chapter Three* Once the Brotherhood had scouted the area, they began to plan their attack. The fortress where the target was held was mounted with turrets and surface-to-air missiles in almost every corner. In addition, the place has guards crawling all over the place, most noticeably the New Breed. For whatever reason, they too were guarding the place along the crazed townsfolk, which were to be eliminated should they become a problem. They also had several dozen groups of machines to provide support. These, however, were the least threatning as they were poorly made and did not function very well. They did provide excellent shields though. Lastly, there were various traps and alarms all over the place. These would need to be taken care of as quickly as possible unless they are triggered which would in turn make this alot harder than it needs to be. ''Okay, are you all ready?'' Feez asked his companions. ''Ready, Feez.'' PZ said. ''PR was born ready.'' "Good. PZ, you will be tasked with disarming the alarm systems. You're the smartest and know how that stuff works.'' ''You can count on me. I'll have them down in no time.'' "PR, you will come with me. We will get as close as we can and wait for PZ to disable the alarms. After that, we will rendezvous here, near the room where the hostage is being held. Hopefully we can get there without alerting anyone to our presence. Once we have safely secured the target, we will leave the town and head to the destination and be done with this.'' Feez then looked at PZ & PR. ''Any questions?'' ''Hey, what if we are caught? Do we get to kill someone?'' PR asked. ''Yes...but getting caught isn't something we want. I had originally planned for us to charge in and kill anyone who stood in our way. However, the situation has now changed now that the New Breed are involved. I'd rather not fight them at this time, espically considering the hostage might get harmed in the crossfire.'' ''Yes, that is a wise course of action.'' PZ said. ''Bull shit. I just wanna make someone bleed. Its been a while since I cut someone. I need to inflict some PAIN.'' ''God fucking damnit. If you blow our cover to satisfy your taste for blood you will regret for the rest of your god damn life.''Feez said, with a rather angry tone. ''Hey, you don't got to worry about nothin' As long as sexy lady-lover PR is on the scene, you don't have to do a thing.'' ''Whatever. Just don't fuck up.'' "I really think we should get moving now.'' PZ said. ''You're right. Okay guys, lets go rescue someone.'' Feez replied. ''Yeah! And kill some motherfuckers in the process!'' PR said with conidence. "Man, hes gonna get us killed." PZ told Feez. ''Maybe, but I'll keep him in line like always. I'll just add another Psyche Lock or two to keep him under control if I have to. Don't worry.'' "Yeah, sure. Well, I better get this over with. The sooner the better.'' "Good luck. I'll see you later.'' "You too.'' Feez and PZ then shared a very manly handshake, each filled with confidence and respect for one another as they stared deeply into each others eyes. "Hey, you faggots ready to get this shit going?'' PR said, interrupting the heart warming moment. ''Y-yeah we're ready.'' Feez said. ''Motherfucker.'' PZ said under his breath ''Okay, Brotherhood , move out!'' *End of Chapter Three*


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