Unfortunately the crackling of bacon and the smell of pancakes never came in the morning. Instead it was replaced by the sounds of alarms and the roar of the announcement speakers, "Attention all personnel. This is not a drill, I repeat this is not a drill. Site-Delta is currently experiencing a full force raid from the Chaos Insurgency. All non-combative personnel please report to the breach shelter immediately until further notice. Combative personnel report to gates A, B, C, D, and F to set up a defensive perimeter. Glory to the foundation, glory to the Administrator." Upon hearing this Akumi and Shawn both jolt up in surprise and confusion. Akumi takes a few seconds to process what she just heard, and when she does she can barely believe it. "Oh no... oh no no no. Please tell me this is a false announcement, please." But Shawn knows there is no mistake. This is real and it's happening right now. "C'mon lets move, we gotta get to gate A that's where they're probably gonna hit the hardest." He jumps out of bed and slips on his briefs and his black body suit, completely fearless. This motivates Akumi to do the same, slipping on her panties and a simple white bra and body suit. They both pull their bags from out under the bed and begin attaching their plate carriers and Kevlar along with all their other protective gear. Akumi flutters her hair outside of the hole in the back of her balaclava and snaps on her helmet. Shawn doesn't use his Hercules-1, instead he picks up the far more versatile but far less powerful M39 EMR and a Scorpion EVO from the locker next to his bed. Akumi grabs her M1014 shotgun and her P90 from a locker of her own along with her medic bag. Before they leave the room that they shared their bodies in they stop at the entrance looking into the eyes of their lover. Shawn pulls his helmet and balaclava off, doing the same for Akumi. "I love you, Akumi." Her eyes begin to well with tears, "Don't say that. Not right now. You sound like you're saying goodbye forever and I don't think I could deal with that." He quickly sets his rifle down on the wall and pulls her face into his. Their plate carriers rub against each other as Shawn refuses to pull away. Their tongues lock in a desperate attempt to stay attached for all eternity. But it cannot be as Shawn pulls away, wiping a tear off of her cheek, "Stay alive for me, kay'." She nods, giving her word that they will both be perfectly okay after this. With that the young and newly engaged couple both run out of the room to risk their lives against a ruthless enemy.
YOUNGIN is trying his hardest to stay calm and composed in this situation. But with the constant stress and possibility of losing the woman he loves it's really hard to stay stoic. He makes it to gate A and immediately witnesses a devastating sight. The white uniformed Security Division troops are trying their hardest to keep the enemy at bay, but it doesn't seem like they will hold for long. All around him there are guards rushing into battle hopelessly. The enemy troops are cutting a bloody swathe through their ranks. An enemy squad spots YOUNGIN and begin to fire at him. YOUNGIN runs to a little grove installed into the wall that serves as cover and patiently waits for their fire to stop. He pulls the M39 tightly to his chest and 30 seconds later he hears their fire begin to die down. He quickly peeks around the corner and instantly snaps to one of the infantrymen's head taking careful but quick aim. These are clearly not the same type of troops they faced in Brazil, these men seem to be more expendable and less trained than the armed police they faced in the favela. The man YOUNGIN took aim at hardly noticed him before it was too late to react to him. He pulls the trigger and in a fraction of a second the mans body hits the floor. His squad doesn't know how to react to this, and in their confusion YOUNGIN is like a whirlwind of bullets, taking the whole squad down in seconds, not missing a single shot.
The Site Security around him witness this display of marksmanship and are filled with a newfound courage. Instantly a shield unit forms a phalanx formation, guarding their comrades behind them. Although the guards have just now started to push back the enemy, it wasn't fast enough. YOUNGIN notices this and starts to take action against the infantry that has invaded his home. Pulling out his Scorpion he slaps in a 100 round drum magazine propping his far more long ranged M39 inside the corner he was taking cover in. He wasn't particularly versed in fast paced high speed combat but he could hold his own in a firefight. Taking one last deep breath he dashes around the corner to meet the enemy.
To the untrained infantry YOUNGIN looked like a demon while he was fighting. One after another their comrades fell to the highly trained operative's onslaught. They could barely raise their weapons in time just to be cut down by the high fire rate and the deadly accuracy YOUNGIN was employing against the infantrymen. In one instance a squad of troops tried to get the upper hand on him by rushing him full force as he was taking care of another group. They got close to him, but that soon proved to be their biggest mistake.
The one in the lead tried to raise his rifle to him but YOUNGIN took their close proximity to him to his advantage. He dashed towards him and shoved the infantryman's rifle to the side confusing him greatly. YOUNGIN twisted his wrist forcing him to drop the weapon and looped his arms around some straps in the infantryman's vest. Using his momentum YOUNGIN charged forward like an angry bull at the opposing squad. Not knowing what to do in this situation the squad just opted at firing wildly at YOUNGIN, not caring that he was using their comrade as a shield. By the time YOUNGIN has reached the enemy squad the human shield has long since died. Throwing the body at the group of men YOUNGIN used their confusion as a go signal. Bashing one of the troops face with his gun butt breaking his nose and definitely destroying a few teeth, YOUNGIN shot him in the knee and proceeded to finish him off with a shot to the heart. Snapping out of their confusion the remaining two men in their squad started to fire at YOUNGIN. Upon being subjected to this, YOUNGIN breaks into a combat roll to the left. He quickly recovers from it and instead of going into a crouching position, he goes prone trying to subvert his enemy's expectations of his movements. This works like a charm as they expected him to crouch they are to slow to adjust their aim to YOUNGIN. With two quick trigger pulls YOUNGIN finishes this engagement with two headshots.
YOUNGIN's battlefield success proved to be enough a distraction for the rest of the guard force to gather enough men to push back the remaining infantry. Within minutes the Security guards have successfully pushed the enemy back to the hangar that they infiltrated from. YOUNGIN decides not to accompany them as he is more concerned with how Akumi is doing during her engagement.
HANAMI is currently in a very bad situation. Just as YOUNGIN had done, she was tucked in a corner taking cover from the infantry and their sweeping fire. All around her there are dead bodies of security guards. Although their efforts were valiant they barely made a dent in the enemy's ranks. HANAMI is now alone right now cursing the position she has been put in. She had plenty of shells for her M1014 shotgun, and it was semi-automatic so she could easily lay down some blanketing fire down the somewhat narrow halls. Finishing the loading process she chambers a shell and takes a few deep breaths. The approaching infantry know she is there, and they also know she isn't just a regular combative. HANAMI has noticed that these troops are vastly inferior to the armed-police they faced in Brazil, what with their inaccurate shooting and terrible reaction time. But what they lacked in skill they made up for in numbers. HANAMI hasn't estimated how many there are, but she does know that there are a lot of them, and they are approaching fast. Finally she gathers her courage and begins her lone assault.
Rounding the corner she immediately takes action taking down three troops with two trigger pulls from her shotgun. The troops didn't have time to even fire a single shot as she alternated her cover to the corner parallel to her. She loads two more shells into her gun and using a blind fire tactic she extends her arms around the corner and unloads four shells. She hears the dropping of multiple bodies and the cursing of enemy troops. Jeez these guys are persistent, and fucking dumb to match. She muses to herself. "CAN YOU GUYS FUCK OFF PLEASE? I'M REALLY TIRED AND YOU ASSHOLES WOKE ME UP FROM A REALLY GOOD DREAM!" She yells around the corner to her enemy. Laughter comes from the group, "No ma'am we cannot. I'd rather just kill you." One of them yells back to her. HANAMI sighs in annoyance. Well I tried. Their mistake.
HANAMI digs through her medical bag and pulls out one of the remaining stims she has. She rolls up her sleeves and pulls the orange cap off the needle, injecting it into her veins. Surging with energy her vision gets sharper and her muscles tense with power. Snapping around the corner she blasts a trooper who was just standing there. She rushes past the body and slams an enemy into a corner shooting him in his stomach. A small spray coats her front with red. Pulling a flash grenade from her vest she wastes no time in pulling the pin and chucking it down the hall. It goes off and HANAMI hears curses indicating the enemy has been blinded and dazed. She dashes out from behind the corner and fires at the enemy as she is running past them.
By the time she is finished she has completely destroyed their ranks and forced them into a retreat. Content with the finished product she sighs in relief. But she celebrates too soon as she feels strong arms wrap around her, capturing her. Unable to move she curses her self and begins to squirm and wiggle. "Don't resist. If you do you're dead little lady." A gruff voice comes from behind her. To her horror she feels his hands grab her butt and thighs. "YOU PERVERT! I'LL RIP YOUR DICK OFF I SWEAR TO GOD!" She screams at him in retaliation. "Maybe we'll have a lil' fun before I kill you. Ya never know, you might enjoy it." His disgusting hands move to her front as he gropes her chest behind the vest. Right as HANAMI is about to start sobbing she hears the man cry out in pain from behind her. Immediately free from his grasp she runs behind a corner and pulls out a knife. She peeks around the corner to see someone repeatedly stabbing the man in the back. Even as he falls to the ground obviously dead her savior persists in stabbing his lifeless body.
When he is done the man has been cut to ribbons, his insides spilling out of his body. The man who saved her has his face hidden behind a mask. Upon closer inspection she recognizes that mask. It's the mask of the man who held her tightly, the man who has been by her side since the day she met him. Dropping the knife she runs at her fiancée and tackle hugs him to the ground. Without words she pulls down his mask as she pulls off her helmet and her balaclava. His deep brown eyes are sparkling and his lips have formed into a blinding white smile. "Hiya. You're bloody by the way." He says still smiling. She chuckles at him, "You're bloody too genius." He stops smiling and strokes her hair that has flooded her back onto the floor. Cupping his face she brings his face up to hers. Their lips brush against each other's out of worry and concern for the other. Shawn finally wraps his lips around hers and begins to suck on them passionately. They both want to stay in that position for eternity, but it cannot be. They both know the attack on Site-Delta is not finished and they are needed elsewhere. Shawn pulls back from Akumi, "We gotta get going, there are other places that need us." She nestles her head in the crook of his neck, "A few more minutes." Shawn sighs and smiles at her, "I can't say no to that now can I?"