Hugo sat on the roof, shooting another sniper down before running down to a sheltered area. He was wounded a little but he'd be fine after finding himself a med kit.
He managed to find a safe, fairly roomy area in his base. The windows were slightly boarded up, but he could still use his rifle well, and nobody would see him. He pulled a wooden crate over and used it as a seat. Hugo soon shot down several soldiers, a couple of demomen, a heavy and medic in one shot, and lots of scouts plus a spy.
But something was happening while the last few people where shot. Hugo began to notice that his vision was blurring. Confused, he tried removing his sunglass. That slightly worked, but not much.
Hugo decided to ignore it for the time being and just see what could do for now. They had a battle to win anyway, and a party to enjoy later.
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Hours passed and all seemed fine. Hugo watched Brandon run by, Sorrell behind him. He grinned and shot down another pyro.
Brandon:
Brandon made sure that Sorrell was close by (which wasn't easy, considering the middle aged man was built for ambush rather than speed) and spotted Hugo keeping an eye out for them. The scout was headed to the BLU base so he could capture the intelligence. A RED soldier saluted them as he captured a point at the same time.
Brandon, Sorrell, and Hugo got a lot of respect. They were some of the best, and the team (probably) couldn't go on without all three of them. At least, that was what a lot of them say.
Sorrell was originally on the BLU team, but then the old RED spy somehow died permanently and the medic vanished after going crazy. The new medic was pretty decent himself. He seemed more grounded as well.
Speaking of which, there was their medic now! Bamard Dolphus ran after Brandon and Sorrell as they passed. He also had a lot of respect, due to the fact that he was more kind and social than the last medic. That guy had something wrong with him.
"I am fully charged!"
"Charge me doc!" Brandon shouted as the trio ran towards a small group of sentries and engineers.
Sorrell cloaked and sapped a sentry as he passed by, while Brandon and Dolphus killed off whatever was in their way.
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"Victory," The administrator's voice sighed as if she was bored or tired. The RED team have been winning for far too long.
The winning team cheered their success and went back to their base to begin drinking, talking, joking about their fights and rough housing. But the heavy who wore a bear on his head and its claws on his fists, noticed that something was wrong. Hugo was missing...