Aria grunted in dissatisfaction as the door to the armory slammed behind her. A few girls looked up towards Miro, half-clothed as they switched from their patrol gear. [color=fff79a]"Growing up on your own, a lot of these girls didn't learn common decency, but I'm sure you did. You stare, you die."[/color] The girls, paying no mind to Aria, stared at Miro as he came through. The question of what he was doing there was the obvious gaze, and many shifted away from him as Aria escorted him into the weapons room of the armory.

[color=fff79a]"Being a POLTAVA forward base, we have even less armaments than our normal sister bases. But pick out whatever you're used to fighting with, if anything comes to mind. Hopefully we'll be able to grab some armaments from this raid while we're extracting. We haven't had weapons run in over 3 months since they stepped up the checkpoints on the back streets."[/color]

The room was small and cramped, filled with lockers torn from an old school. A few old-war flak vests lined one wall, with different sets of fatigues, and a couple of military issued helmets. Alone in a corner was a large waste basket filled with miscellaneous hand to hand weapons, including a baseball bat, several ice picks, and some piano wire among other things. Finally, along the longest wall of the room was the guns. Several civilian long guns including a Mini-14 and Mossberg 500, along with a several Sig P238's in great condition, acquired from slain military members.

[color=fff79a]"Grab what you want then meet me outside, we're heading out soon."[/color]

[b][color=39b54a]2 minutes from convoy[/color][/b]

The white panel van most certainly deserving of a free candy sign raced through the alleyways. The occupants crashed around in the back of the van, bumping into each other harshly. Lyn pointed towards the wall of the van, [b][color=0072bc]"There's a reason it says 'Safeties on', being on the run doesn't leave you with much equity to upgrade your suspension, accidents happen you know?"[/color][/b] There was a slight hint of sarcasm in her voice, reflecting the shit-eating grin she had on under the mask. [b][color=0072bc]"We already have our advanced recon team stationed on the intersection of Rodgers and Philips. They're going to take out the lead escort vehicle, then use the other AT4's to take out the pavement on the cross-sections. They'll be so focused on the frontal assault, they won't notice us pull up from behind for the ambush."[/color][/b]

[b][color=0072bc]"The real question is, are you ready for this?"[/color][/b]

[color=fff79a]"30 seconds!"[/color] Aria hollered over the creaking of the panel van. Muffled explosions could be heard from outside the van, only from a few blocks away.

[b][color=0072bc]"Well, time to find out."[/color][/b]