A short air drop found Cole and his team, now manned by all Sturm-Infanterie troops, marching down toward the Alley Cats Pub. And Cole was sure he visibly saw Eris shit her frilly panties as they walked toward her in full setup. Then a cocky grin appeared on her face. The soldiers of Krieg kept weapons stowed, but each seemed at the ready with every weapon in their arsenal, Cole still being the most versatile.
She raised a brow as she saw scarlet robes in the far back. A soldier with a strange, straight metallic chromed rifle that emanated heat and what looked like mechanical legs. The other was simply hidden, save for a pair of shining emerald eyes and a mask that was linked with wiring. The other two, Bellelle and Baerrys, weren't around... An All-Imperial Guard party then.
Eris, grin still on her face, spoke "Got a gang of Krieg together and are here to hit another base, I presume." before staring up at the darkening sky of Vale. Cole hummed, then readied his Lasgun. The girl gave a nod to them, then said "Well, good news for you guys... Kuro Monogatari is visiting the base I'm sending you off to, so it's good that you have some extra Krieg hands to punch teeth in with." and to that, Cole turned to her, weapon at the ready.
"I see. Give us the Location. We will eliminate it. And in the meantime, I will brief my squad about it on the way there." Cole returned, regarding Eris with a nod. She gave a mock salute, then saw Cole extend his Scroll. Waving hers over it, she sent the coordinates of the base. In the Residential District. Underground, specifically. Good. Kriegers were known for Underground Combat.
"I've already taken the time to call a Bullhead, boys and girls. Fly safe and kick some ass. I and Matt will be watching from the inside." Eris told them. "Try not to show yourselves too much. Monogatari may actually prove a challenge for a change. She ain't no side-show Fang goon." She then warned. And she walked back into the pub. Hans gazed to Cole.
"Ominous." The Krieger soldier quipped. Despite no chuckles, he knew they were amused.
"Just another goon to fall under boot of the Imperium, I say." Bariton spoke as the Bullhead came in above. The soldiers boarded... And Cole looked to the Techpriest and his Skitarius escort, then waved them to the inside of the building. Said Techpriest nodded, before moving forth, followed by the Skitarius guard. The Bullhead dusted off into the clear, starry and moonlit sky. Perfect visibility for the day... But Hanna looked over at the moon.
"I wonder what could cause a moon of that size to shatter." She murmured, before turning to her Shotgun. She loaded shells into the drum, one by one, through a right-side slot, before racking the lever. With a click, a round fed. And she loaded in another one in the empty one's place, making in total 7 shotgun rounds. She also slid on the bayonet of the weapon, followed by the others readying their rifles. Kosack looked to Cole.
"I will provide sniper cover. But if things get hairy..." He noted, patting his twin Lucius las-pistols, both of which had sword bayonets attached to the skeletal barrels. His Sergeant gave a nod, before the Sniper turned back to his rifle, reciting a Rite of Maintenance as he cleaned the weapon's forward lens, 8x Magnification scope and power pack. He hit the weapon in the side once, showing the kill count scraped into the side with a knife, then slid the clean, fresh powerpack back into its magwell, locking it with a click. Hans' flamer hissed as its flame activated. It sputtered a bit of Promethium as the lug of a man cleaned it too, with his Agrippina Autogun laying to his side. And Bariton, finally, loaded fresh auto-rounds into his weapon. The chemical-boosted projectiles were similar to Bolter rounds, but in a smaller caliber, to allow infantry to fire it without risk.
Cole looked over as they reached a closed-off subway entry in the residential district. The subways were catacombs with trains running throughout the entire city, a feat of engineering indeed. As the bird landed, around a secured police cordon, Cole saw Reaper 6 Operatives on the deck... Wearing HAZMAT. Chemical protection equipment. With the Bullhead touching down, the Guardsmen jumped out, weapons at the ready.
The two HAZMAT operatives walked up to them. One of them had a cut across her face and short, ginger hair. Her hazmat mask and hood were off her head and face, with the former in her right hand. Her strange weapon rested on her back and she had a look of a veteran in her emerald eyes. She balanced a knife on the end of her finger as she approached the Kriegers, then whistled.
"Kitted out for CBRN duty... IQ was not kidding about you... She never did mention your friends though." The woman said, accent omnipresent in every word spoke. She gave a nod to Cole, then extended her hand and said "I'm Annika Izumrud. Most of my friends just call me Finka, though. Welcome to the White Fang's Chemical Weapon depot."
"They have Chemical weapons?" Hanna asked, raising a brow from behind her mask. Cole shook the woman's hand, then turned to his team...
"It is about high time you know what you're facing, squad." Cole noted, before nodding to his team. They stood there, quiet and attentive, as the officer started "Our enemy here is a formerly peaceful organization turned into a hostile terrorist group. The White Fang is a group of abhumans who once sought equality between the Faunus, humans with animal mutations, and humanity in itself by peaceful means... And now seeks it through fear. We are about to enter one more of their traitorous lairs. Our objective is to destroy it... Burn everything... And find the White Fang lieutenant known as Kuro Monogatari. A simple mission that'll aid us in the bigger picture of eliminating this threat from the city of Vale. Understood?"
"Yessir." The Guardsmen gave nods, weapons at the ready. The Krieger nodded, then gazed to Finka. She grinned and, without a word, waved the squad forward into the underground tunnel. The soldiers took up one of the most professional formations seen by the armed forces of Vale, then moved inside. The dark, damp tunnel was sealed off for a reason... As they went down, they saw some of the mosaic and such on the walls was torn, destroyed. Some of the walls had bullets embedded into them, or marks from bullet impacts...
The Kriegers' eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness. Scanning the walls and the tracks, they saw a stopped train with blown-in windows, leading into a sealed-off tunnel. Their vision perfectly cleared... And the Brightness settled, enough they could see silhouettes on the walls. The Station, save for the central train, was empty... They walked into said train, then down its cars, finding it as empty as before... Before they dropped into the massive tunnels through the front. The squad formed an echelon and advanced slowly...
As they advanced, the tunnel became darker and darker... Enough so that Cole had to actually switch on a faint light. The silent soldiers advanced side-by-side, eyes peeled in the darkness. A faint light was emitted by Kosack's scope. The young Sharpshooter kept his eyes down the rifle's sight, due to the addition of a specialized lens allowing him to see better than the others in darkness...
He huffed in his mask... A sign to stop. The Kriegers took a knee, with Cole landing his in some water between the tracks. They all shouldered their weapons, then listened, slowing their breathing enough so they'd hear the movement. And that, they did. Footsteps, heavy and slow, sounded off. A light at medium range, scanning walls and floor. And two voices, speaking. Incomprehensible. Cole looked to his squadmate, raised his fist and pumped it forward twice... The Long-Las cracked and a beam of scarlet light cut through an arm and two heads. Two corpses fell with quiet thumps... The Sniper lowered his rifle, then nodded.
Cole pointed forward, then stood up and started to dash. His squad fell in with him, following as a column formation, in each-other's footsteps as to leave only one trail. They heard incoming, several dozen more footsteps. They isolated the noise coming in from the echoes and made out 6 Troopers. So they knew the troopers were inside. Good... He looked to Hanna and gave a nod. The girl surged forth, readying her Shotgun.
To their left... She swiveled about and, with an acrobatic pride only a ballet master, Eldar 'seer or Martial artist would have, spun through the air and kicked one of the first Fang goons square in the face. With a small smug grin hidden behind her mask, the girl spun through the air and landed on her feet, before aiming her Shotgun, shouldering it and firing. One shell tore through the chest of the fucker she kicked, caving his chest and lungs in. She stabbed into the next with her bayonet, then pointed the barrel of her shotgun up and shot, vaporizing his head.
Cole sent another shot through a bastard with his lasgun, right between the eyes, fusing part of the Grimm mask with his face. A burst of Flamer fire went through the door and what sounded like the screams of the damned came from inside as the Fangers burned. The Flamer gust stopped at one and a half seconds and Hans flicked the switch off. Two stick grenades flew in, exploded and the soldiers moved in to clear what looked like a maintenance hallway. Cole urged the team forward, rifle raised as they advanced.
A Laser bolt, then another, struck a gaunt faunus man's chest, bursting it open. The body farther ahead in the lamp-lit hallway collapsed, followed by another. Two guards at the exit from the hall. This place was made up of catacombs... Odd. Cole utilized his Augmetic arm, punching clean through the steel door that held shut the door, bursting said door open and off its hinges. Another pair of Grenades flew in and Bariton's autocannon thundered. A dozen Fang goons died, filled with lead and shrapnel... And Cole took pause as they walked inside. A massive storage hall was what they found, containing pallets upon pallets of items marked with the standard toxic/corrosive chemical warning symbol. All pallets, all barrels, stacked upon each-other...
Cole took out his Scroll and looked over the map... The Entry was about half a kilometer back. And they took a left into a maintenance tunnel... They were below a chemical processing and dust diffusion plant owned by a Schnee company branch... He lowered the Scroll, then pocketed it and looked around at the barrels... One of them was spilling an azure liquid from several shrapnel-induced gashes... An Ice Dust compound, or the remnants of a mixture of one.
"So this was why a HAZMAT team was present..." Murmured Hanna, looking around.
"Mhm..." Cole hummed, then gazed around at the corridors between the pallets and rafts full of the possibly deadly materials. Were these to spill into Vale's central river, they would cause a major event. Chemical attacks added to the terrorism roster. Monogatari would best hope she and her bastards had good health insurance. He would push to see how far it'd go.
He showed the squad to follow and they started moving around. Approaching what seemed to be an opening into the hall.. Several dozens of White Fang goons, pallets, trucks to load them into... And a tall, lanky woman with long, dark-blue hair and a tail and ears of a fox... Her arms were made of a strange, chromed alloy. And she had sharp claws on them. She wore a black tank top, covered by a blue vest and had tight blue and black leather pants, as well as combat boots... And she cocked her head slightly to the left and sniffed... Then grinned.
"... I smell a lot of death... The warrior's kind." The woman quipped, grinning. "So, you fuckers are closer than I originally thought." She then noted, swiveling about to reveal a tattoo on her chest, of a crossed pair of swords with a skull, on her collarbone... An inhuman grin appeared on her face, stretching from ear to ear as her eyes turned from amber to scarlet with a blink. All happened when Cole stepped out of the shadows... She started giggling... A deranged, mad giggle... Vile... She covered her face with a palm, then the giggle turned into the most insane laughter either Cole or his team have heard...
She then started to slow, then stopped, finally and said "... The Revenant! Ozpin sends the REVENANT, to hunt me! My, my, my! I must be quite popular, then!"
"Kuro Monogatari, I presume..." Cole hummed as he found a shitload of guns pointed at him. In one hand was his Chainsword. In the other, his bolt pistol. He gave her a once-over, then sighed "Not as impressive as I would have hoped. You were built up too much for a simple second-hand Lieutenant in the fang..." He then noted... And saw the woman's expression of mirthful smugness turn into that of shock... Then into that of anger... Cole sighed, then said "And I hoped for a challenge... Just another scared fox, probab-" He got cut off as he raised his Chainsword in front of his face to parry a claw strike from the woman... She growled at him...
"... I'm not the dumbass who came alone, Revenant..." She uttered venomously... Cole tilted his head to the back. The response was a hail of lasgun fire, autocannon rounds and a gust of ignited promethium burning a swath through the Fangers. Kuro's eyes went wide and the hair on the back of her neck stood on-end... She pushed against Cole, but the soldier pushed back... And kicked her away.
He revved his chainsword and called "BURY THEM IN THE EMPEROR'S HOLY FIRE!" proudly, pointing forward with his Chainsword. His squad surged forth, blades drawn, bayonets affixed and flamers purring. Kosack came out with his twin las pistols and gunned down several fangers with precise shots to the head. Hanna's shotgun thundered and she reloaded a drum. Bariton's autocannon thundered and Hans's Flamer sang in a choir together, maiming, killing and burning White Fang like there was no tomorrow.
"WHO ARE WE!?" Cole asked, slicing at Kuro. She blocked the Chainsword with her arm, almost luckily...
"THE DEATH KORPS! THE EMPEROR'S UNHOLY, NECESSARY FURY!" The Kriegers answered in unison as the slaughter continued.
"WHY ARE WE NECESSARY?!" Cole once again asked, slicing through and gutting a pair of Fangers that charged him.
"TO PURGE THIS GALAXY OF THE WORST OF EVILS!" They returned as they gleefully slaughtered more Fangers.
"AND WHY ARE WE THE EMPEROR'S CHOSEN FEW, ORDAINED TO UNDERTAKE THIS UNHOLY TASK!?" Cole then roared, grabbing onto his mask and preparing a newly-minted attachment to it... One that the Assault Infantry knew all too well how to use... He pressed onto it and inhaled deeply... A scarlet mist overtook the otherwise black-tinted sockets of the gas mask's vision ports... Before they started shining scarlet and Cole grinned behind his mask...
"BECAUSE NOBODY ELSE WILL!" The Kriegers called out... And Cole surged forth, slicing through a dozen more Fangers with little regard. He stabbed toward Kuro once again, but the woman managed to dodge, trying to claw at Cole and roaring in anger. Cole parried strike after strike, ducked and weaved through gunfire and reached Kuro, face-to-face... Before calling out "AND BECAUSE IT'S FUCKIN' FUN! AHAHAHAHA-AMEN!"
"What the fu-" Kuro took a pause... Before she found herself taking a punch and then a kick that sent her skidding across the floor. She growled, then rushed ahead. Her claws collided with the Chainsword. Each strike parried each slash, each claw attack hit teeth. And Cole's pistol thundered every once in a while, only to take out annoying buggers.
Cole jumped up to dodge a heavy punch from Kuro, one that cracked concrete... The woman growled, then yelled "GET BACK HERE, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" before slicing at him. Cole aimed his Bolt Pistol and fired twice... To which Kuro barely dodged. The boy then struck forward, slamming the edge of the weapon into the ground. Kuro tried to deliver and missed a punch right to Cole's gut as he dodged, before he swiveled up and delivered a drop kick into the woman's chest. She swore angrily, then started attacking without care.
Cole dodged the incoming attacks without giving a fuck. "What's the matter, Fox? Running out of steam?" he mocked.
"SHUT UP, YOU DRUGGIE MOTHERFUCKER!" She bellowed, pouncing toward him. She rolled as he dodged, then drew a decorated handgun and aimed it at him... Then fired. Cole parried the bullet with his chainsword. But Cole didn't foresee her actually managing to deliver a punch into his right arm... Too bad it was mechanical... Kuro felt the metal connect with metal, then gasped.
Cole sheathed his Chainsword and pistol, then with a swift crack of the first, decked Kuro hard enough to make her see stars... As she recovered, she found herself at need to dodge kicks and punches from the Krieger. She punched back and parried, regaining her footing. The two were about even in hand-to-hand prowess, it seemed, so Cole took a time to tip his helmet to the woman, before delivering a roundhouse right to the side of her left arm. The arm's metal alloy slightly bent as the boy then delivered a punch into the woman's face... She stopped halfway to a wall, then panted, nose bloody... And noticed most of her men were dead...
"... I'd suggest you surrender peacefully..." Hanna smirked, racking her shotgun... Followed by her friends preparing their weapons... "But ya know... Don't." She quipped.
"... You motherfuckers haven't seen the last of me... But for now, BUH-BYE, BITCHES!" Kuro grinned... And Cole sighed. Upon blinking, all of them saw the woman had vanished. The soldier shook his head and looked to his teammates and the slaughtered White Fang troops. He gave a nod, then a pat on Hanna's shoulder and tapped a few buttons to get them a bird and evacuate...
"Well... He wasn't kidding. That was fuckin' fun." Hans quipped, grinning.
"Agreed." The others nodded...