Bad, Bad Company
The Story of the bdz Squad, about 4 soldiers. Heavy Anti-Tank Specialist "negation," Assault and a specialist in rapid infiltration and Save "Duke", Front paramedics and a specialist in instant-Combat-Healing "Vluppey" and elite Scharfschü down-and-combat specialist Silenced "Azraehl.
negation crept into the only still-standing log cabin in the Neubausiedelung before and went below the window frame for cover. " Enemy spotted. 5th .. 4th .. 3rd .. "noise was heard over the radio channel. Negation stood up, pulled the M9 combat knife and held it out the window. He then felt a resistance and you could hear the sound that is a knife that cuts through fabric and flesh, of himself. Negation began to laugh. "Very nice . I would have caught the loose, but I was so dependent on, not by to shoot my team mates through. "came again over the radio. "Haha did not so you, Azra." Negation said, leaning from the window ledge and jumped over it. Then he took the dead soldier lying next to the window, from the dogtag and put it in one of his pockets. The moment a soldier came from the front to one of the blocks. "Drop the gun," cried the latter. But just when negation wanted to put his gun on the ground, struck the head of the soldier a bullet. Remington .308. The blood spurted over the back and the soldier fell lifeless to the ground. Negation grinned and raised his weapon again, was and then turned back. "Squad, collect." Negation said in the radio and raised his hand to paint the "Collect" symbol in the air. 3 minutes later a figure in the grass was green Ghiliesuit on it around the corner, in the hands of a black M24 with a white "Spade Skull" sign. It was the sniper Azraehl. "Journal of shot. Thank you. "negation grinned and bowed spaßenshalber. Azraehl rolled under the Ghilie with eyes, went into a crouch and took his gun on his lap. "And now? Let's wait the two or put we started, "said the sniper. "Nope, we wait here, as" negation wanted to answer over, as two more soldiers came around the corner. Negation raised the gun slightly, but then lowered it, then he turned to Azraehl, who had remained calmly in a squatting position and raised an eyebrow. "Zone?" "Well but hello." Azraehl replied with a grin. "I'll stay here and sit down, do not let me diameters. Hey Vlupp Vlupp. "Azraehl got up and went to Vluppey, the medic of the squad. "Na du" Vluppey said with a grin and pulled out a bandage. "My little hot WUSCHEL medicine? Haha. Azraehl with eyes rolled back, this time with a smile, then pulled down his mask, under the Ghilie on which a skull was displayed, pressing the Sani a kiss on the cheek. Vluppey grinned and grabbed the tie back in his backpack. "So what? What now? "He asked. Duke turned and looked at the base of the opposing team. "On race?" The others smiled and nodded. "On race," they said together then. Duke turned and went off the M416 at the ready. Vluppey negation and followed him, his flanks overlooking. Azraehl turned into an alley, and looked down the street. "Free ...." Then he ran across the road and went the right way along the beach, the M24 been the ready. "Advance." Duke was on radio by the team and moved slowly forward. Suddenly we heard a cry of Azraehls page. "Message." Duke said in the mic. " One to one. came "back from Azraehl. " bell rings Ling ... cunt. "was heard again the spark of the sniper. Duke, negation and Vluppey stopped and squatted on the floor. Very quiet you could hear the rattle of a soldier. "One to two?" Asked negation by the radio. " three to one. The last was not a scream. " Duke turned to negation, which had lowered his hand to his forehead and head. "Why does he do it forever ..." negation whispered. Duke grinned and replied, "To win likely?" " Okay, Bomb has been planted. came "from Azraehls page. Duke gave the hand signal for 'assault' und die drei liefen los. In dem Moment gab es eine mächtige Explosion und das Haus, in dem der Scharfschütze die Bombe gelegt hatte, stürzte ein. „Was zur Hölle…?“ gab Duke von sich, als Azraehl ihm von hinten auf die Schulter fasste, den Sprengzünder für das C4, welches den Einsturz verursacht hatte, in der anderen Hand. „Basis erledigt, Sir. Hehe…“ Duke starrte auf den Schutt. „Oh. Na dann. Gute Arbeit, Squad.“