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"Codename Nightlocke, ready." Victor Mane said quickly, having suited up in a hazmat suit, complete with a helmet covering his face and some semblances of body around on the outside. He picked up a simple M17 pistol and pocketed it, along with a KG9 Submachine gun, plus ammo packs.

"Codename Howitzer, oui." Joan Galliard geared up, dressing in heavy flak attire with a face guard helmet for her explosive protection. Alongside that, she took an ICS-190 Grenade Launcher and a Star Model 14 pistol at her side.

"Codename Shinto." Akagi Tetsuno confirmed before he dressed himself, somewhat lighter attire than the rest of them with a simple combat vest, boots and wrapping a sash around his head. He geared up with a simple but effective M4 and his personal choice of knuckle dusters as an alternative.

"Codename Seacole." Another familiar face stepped up beside the rest of them, their German field medic Anna Schultz. She put on relatively light attire, packing herself down with medical supplies and a simple tactical 12 gauge shotgun should she ever need to defend herself. The medic was somewhat pretty, light blonde hair kept in a tight bun behind her head and a soft face with pretty blue eyes. It was hardly a wonder she'd been picked for BACTIS. 

Once they'd all compiled into the helicopter, their pilot shut the doors and began to take off, the heavy mechanical vehicle picking up air as it elevated off of the ship's top before flying out over the ocean toward their destined goal.

They were off... and all that awaited them, was their target. 

[color=8dc73f]Time: 12:30.
Location: Barcelona, Spain.[/color]

The chopper touched down atop a small flat open rooftop in the middle of downtown, the pastel colours of the local buildings standing out in the sunshine... unfortunately it also made the rising plumes of fire and smoke from nearby car wrecks and signs of mayhem all the uglier. There wasn't much in the ways of undead or anything that looked to be moving... for the time being. How they proceeded from here would be their decision. There was road below them and a number of ways they could go, once they were at street level.

"Good luck!" their pilot called out to them before he took off, leaving them in the dead of town.