Alrighty folks, this one was supposed to come out later that it should've been, but I'm in a good mood today with college stuff so you guys(or gals) get this early. You would not believe the MASSIVE writer's block I had gotten from this chapter alone. Like seriously, took me FOREVER to get to this one. So hopefully you all enjoy it and see if it's good or not =P And I don't own the story of the game itself, Monolith does, blah blah blah
Speaking of Bishops, I wanna play Chess. Been forever _ Have a great read!
F.E.A.R.
FIRST ENCOUNTER ASSAULT RECON
INTERVAL 05 - EXTRACTION
BISHOP
The "Point Man"
The area I was now in was branched off into two paths. The path to my right was blocked off by a shutter, but the one on the left was available. I went down that area to find myself to a front desk for a receptionist to sit down. There was a blue flash to the right behind, similar to the ones I saw earlier. Steadily, I followed it into an almost empty closet. There were some tiles that were on the floor, with an open spot in the ceiling above me. If it was those invisible things I faced earlier, then I must've just missed it. I'm sure as shit not gonna complain. Heading back to the desk I passed, I went down around some corners. The sound of Replicas up ahead stopped my movement.
"Hostage is secure. They're questioning him now."
"Roger. Keep him alive until the commander gets there."
"Understood."
So there was hostages that they wanted. Does Fettel intend to interrogate him like he did with Charles and Moody? Only one way to figure out. I kept on going to see that I was now in a set of empty cubicles for employees. There was an upper floor with elevators above me, two Replicas walking towards the elevator. 2 more were on ground level, one in a small office to the right, and another on the other side of the room, below the balcony. I raised the G2A2 rifle and opened fire to the Replica closest to me inside the office. He was easy to take down. Now the ones yelling "Fuck!" and charging towards my position are the ones that are gonna be problematic.
The two on the balcony on the upper level were rushing to where I was, firing their rifles near my position. Activating my reflexes, I ran quickly to where I killed the first Replica, dodging their gunfire and returning some from my gun to them. And lucky me, I got both of them. The one from the other side was rushing towards my position, taking advantage of me being distracted for killing his teammates. He would probably have killed me too, if it weren't for me being able to react quickly to his actions and killing him with my rifle as well.
Seeing as how I was low on ammo, I had to put aside the G2A2 and grab the SMG the Replica's were now wielding down here. They were pretty much the same that I was using when I started this mission, so at least it wasn't anything different I had to adjust too. Plus, I still had the metal Penetrator, with another one on a desk. They must have left it here just in case. Sucks for them, then. There was another office to the right of me on the other side of the room. The light was not working, with the only way for me to see was a computer monitor left on. There was a phone with a voicemail leftover. Pressing "Play", the machine said one message from with someone saying "Harlan Wade." He sounded like an older male, only it was hard to tell what his age was.
"Mike, it's Harlan Wade. Chuck Habegger seems to think your people are blowing smoke up his ass on this Perseus situation. I don't know which one of you shitheels over there is calling the shots, but you'd better stop dicking around fast, because the readings are getting worse by the minute. It's really a simple choice. You can either listen to the expert advice you're being given or you can brace yourselves for the assfuck of the century. 'Cause it's coming. You can mark my words on that."
Man, did someone sound pissed alright. It was strange, though. I really had no idea how to explain it, but... his voice sounded familiar. Maybe I heard it from somewhere before and just forgot about it. But why was it bugging me so much to remember? As much as I want to know, I doubt I was going to get the answers just standing around. Had to keep going.
Moving forward, I was going through some back rooms for about a minute until I reached another cubicle area. Two Replicas were just entering this room from the other side. They quickly sighted me,"Target sighted" they yelled out loud. Taking cover inside of the little workplaces, I waited for them to stop to find a way to counterattack. One screamed "Closing!" as footsteps were coming towards my position. As the Replica came to me, I took this opportunity to rush towards him quickly. He was surprised with my action, as I shot him through the chest multiple times. The rounds of my SMG also reached to his teammate just behind him, thus killing both at the same time.
Dropping his lifeless corpse in front of me, I had to reload for this weapon wasn't fully stocked when I grabbed it. After doing that, I went further up ahead to a corner that turned to a dark hallway. There were a few offices on the left side of this hall, with no lights working in each one except for the computers inside. Trails of blood were left behind, with a body of an employee lying down on a table inside one of these offices. There was, however, a phone inside that was blinking red on its answering machine. I pressed "play" with the voicemail saying it was from "Marshall Disler." I remember hearing about this Disler guy earlier after first facing off against those invisible freaks.
"Hi, it's Marshall Disler. Looks like you were right about the energy signature. It's identical to the original. I'm still trying to come up with an explanation, but I figured you'd at least want confirmation. I'll be in touch when I know more."
After hearing the voicemail, I thought a little bit about that "energy signature" he meant. Identical to the original, huh? Well if he can't figure out what it means, then I guess I won't from just hearing about it. Moving on, I went around the corner at the end of this hallway. After hearing Replica activity around the other corner up ahead, I put my back to the wall. One of them said "He's after the hostage." Taking a peek, I saw that in the middle of this large room was a few chairs and a couch, as well as a few support pillars. The other side of this place had large glass windows a few feet from the walls. There was about 4 Replica soldiers all standing beyond the glass, looking off into several directions.
I think I had kept my head out for too long, for one of the soldiers yelled "Target sighted!" as he spotted me. One of them kicked over a table nearby them for cover with another joining him. The other two were shooting through the glass trying to hit my head. Not wanting to die for obvious reasons, I put back my head to dodge their bullets. One of my grenades available on hand, I tossed it over as close to the glass windows as possible. It went off after a second or two, and not even a single one of those soldiers were dead. However, they were all blown back a little from the blast, dazed and hurt from the explosion. This left me an opportunity to run up towards them and finish them all off with my SMG.
After reloading the whole clip I had, I went on over to where the dead soldiers were to pilfer some ammo. I began to hear cries of "Help!" before I had reached that side of the room, with another shout of "Get me outta here!" and "Can anybody hear me?". I tried to figure out where the source of the person's voice was when I then heard "I'm in the supply closet!". Looking over to the right of the overturn table, I saw that there was a door that indeed lead into a closet. Opening it carefully, I looked inside to find the person asking for help.
Holy crap, did this guy look like hell. He was a short black-haired male in his early 30's, wearing typical business attire. He had black pants, brown shoes, with a black coat on over his white shirt and red tie. But I guess the reason this guy looked like hell was that the right side of his face was covered in blood and bruises, his eye twitching from the effort to even look at me. He was also tied to a chair and was left into the corner of this closet.
What he was tied to would be the problem to get him out of. He was completely wired with explosives all around his chest to the back of the chair. If I even fiddled with those, it could set off a detonation that would kill the both of us. "Finally!" this guy said, happy to see that it wasn't a Replica coming to kick his ass. "Can you do something about these bombs?" he asked me. The look I gave him pretty much shot down his optimism of getting free anytime soon. Betters told me over the radio "All right, another civilian." He got in line with Den Mother to let him know of the situation.
"Den Mother, we've located a hostage. Sounds like he's wired up with explosives."
"Roger, I'll send somebody to help out." Den Mother told him as he got offline.
Betters then said to me "Give him a comlink." I took out a spare one I had for civilians, similar to the one I gave Mapes, and handed it to the hostage. Even though he was tied up, he could still put the device into his ear. He tried to speak to Betters by saying "Hello? You guys special forces or something?". Well, that's one way to put our line of work tonight. Betters responded back "That's right. Just sit tight, Mr...". The man then told us his "Bishop. Aldus Bishop." Den Mother got a hold of us again.
"Demo team's on its way." That meant that a specialist would be here to help this guy.
"Okay, buddy, there's some elevators near your position. Secure the area and escort the team back to Bishop" Betters instructed me.
I nodded back to Bishop, pretty much letting him know that he had to stay here in this room for a bit longer. If I hurry, then hopefully I could get back before any Replica soldiers were to corner him again. Seeing that there was an another hall to the side of this place, I followed it through a few empty rooms to where there was a fork in the path. Taking the left hallway, I went all the way past some more empty rooms and reached a desk at the far end of this hall. Looking around, I saw that I reached the elevators that I'm supposed to meet the demolitions team. Just as I reached there, a shutter gate closed right behind me. Was I trapped?
"Someone's messing with the security system. They may be trying to box you in." Betters told me over the comlink.
If it's the clone soldiers doing, then I'm not definitely not gonna be holding back on them. The desk had two more of those remote grenades I could use. After grabbing those, and heard the sound of an elevator coming down to this floor. There were 6 elevators all around me, three of them to the left, and the other three in front of me. The middle of this place had a few chairs, but they weren't big enough for me to find cover. There were some support pillars that could work for me to avoid getting shot at, but that were to also depend on where they come from.
The middle elevator on the left had just reached this floor, for I could tell when the monitor next to the switch turned from red to blue. The doors opened, and a single Replica walked out of the elevator searching for me. From where I still was next to the desk, I could easily take care of him from this spot. Raising my submachine, I opened fire with his guard down. He was easily disposed of without any effort on my end. The elevator closest to me was now getting ready to open. Taking cover to the side of the machine, I waited for the clone soldier to step out, for he too was now looking for me. Using my heightened reflexes, I snuck up behind the guy and broke his neck.
Another elevator on the left side as well as the one on the right ahead of me were beginning to reach here. When they opened, there were two Replicas coming out of each, adding up to 4 of them. The two on the right next to another closed security gate saw where I was and yelled out to the others "Over there!". Activating my reflexes, I picked up two different grenades, one regular and one remotely.
The typical grenade I tossed all the way to the soldiers far ahead, the other I put to the ground just next to me near the other elevator close to me. The grenade I threw with all my strength reached the soldiers in their trapped space inside the elevator, killing them but not destroying the machine. they came from. For the remote explosive, I pressed the switch for it to turn on and exploded near the other set of soldiers. Lucky for me, it worked too, since they screamed as they died out from the pain of the blast.
Another of the two remaining elevators opened up. I looked over to see who came out. With my shitty luck coming back to bite me in the ass, it was a Heavy Armor accompanied by a single Replica soldier. The Heavy brought it's up to fire at me. My reflexes activated again, I put away my SMG and pulled out my own Penetrator. Moving over to the side, I fired at both the Heavy and the lone soldier with the metal weapon, my grip strong to ensure my accuracy. The metal Replica was dazed with 10 huge nails into its chest while 4 of them hit the Replica, sending him flying back to the elevator.
After taking cover next to a support pillar, I grabbed one remote bomb from my belt with my left hand. Tossing it just a few feet back to where he was, I pressed the switch with an explosion happening near the Heavy. Looking back into the dust, he was still standing but obviously in massive amounts of pain. He brought his weapon back up and fired a few nails at me, with only me ducking to the floor saving me from getting hit. With my HV Penetrator out again, I fired the remaining shots back at this monster. He fell down to the ground, screaming out in pain as it died, static noise emitting from its voice into the air.
There was only one elevator left that the Replicas could use to get here. I looked around quickly to stack up ammo from the dead Heavy Armor, only he didn't have enough for me to use. With not much ammo left with the SMG, I took the Replicas G2A2 and magazines for it. The sound of another elevator coming was heard next to the others that the last few soldiers came from. Bringing my weapon to the doors, I waited for whoever was inside to be shown so I can kill them. I really hoped it there wasn't another one of the metal beasts inside this one.
The doors opened, and instead of Replica's, it was two other Delta's inside. One of them was Douglas Holiday, the commander of the Delta's assigned to this mission. Last time I saw him was back at that abandoned building to where we got picked up by the choppers to reach the docks. He was accompanied by another Delta operative with their SMG's out. Holiday yelled out "Hold your fire!" when they saw me.
"Hey, good to see you again." he said to me. I was actually surprised that he remembered me. We didn't even talk to each other when we first met. When I saw him back during that briefing, he had a serious tone to his followers. Now, he had a laid-back expression on his face. He walked on over next to the one of the shutter gates. He contacted Betters over the radio asking "Any way to get these gates open?".
"Unfortunately, no." Betters simply told him. Well this sucked.
"Then I guess we're gonna have to improvise." Holiday said back.
He pulled out a small set of explosives tied together from a bag on his belt. They were the same kind that Bishop had all over him. Douglas attached the plastic set to a wall next to the gate. The other Delta looked back at the destruction around us that the Replicas and I caused earlier. He looked back at me and said "You're by yourself? I'm amazed you've stayed alive this long." He had no idea... Holiday set up the bomb as an orange light was blinking with a small beeping noise. He calmly said "Stand back" to us as we took cover. "Here goes" Holiday said as the beeping became faster, with it finally going off in a big explosion.
"We're through." he said as I looked back where the bomb went off. It made a big enough hole for all of us to fit through. We were now inside a set of office rooms. I was leading the both of them to where we could get back to Bishop. On the way back through some old rooms, Holiday said out loud "Man, I should've called in sick today." A laughed a little to myself, for I wish I could've used that excuse to get out of this assignment.
We made it back to the larger room to where I fought the troops guarding Bishop. Considering my bad luck today, Bishop would probably be dead after leaving him by himself. Instead though, he was still alive. He was pushing himself out from the supply closet, possibly bored from just sitting in a small space. He stopped when he saw us come back, with Holiday kneeling behind the chair. He was trying to figure out how to get rid of the explosives, while me and the Delta were standing around waiting.
"You the bomb expert?" Bishop asked Holiday.
"That's right. Don't worry, you'll be fine." Holiday said.
"Just get this shit off me. Please." Aldus said irritated.
"Whoever rigged this is definitely a pro." Holiday said to us, as he was fiddling with the bombs. I honestly wasn't sure what he was doing, but I don't specialize in explosives.
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" Bishop said worried.
"He may be a pro, but I'm a master." Holiday assured him.
The lights in this room turned off. We all looked around quickly when a loud buzzing sound was heard. An orange siren was flashing all around us, almost like some kind of alarm went off. Holiday said out loud "A fire alarm?" as we were all confused over what happened. Was it a real fire that triggered it or something else? Another closed shutter opened up, probably for emergency for civilians to evacuate. Betters got a hold of us over the comlink.
"It was triggered at a security office on that floor. You'll need to shut it off to get the elevators back online."
Holiday was still trying to get the explosives off, and he would need protection with the other Delta in case of reinforcements. As the "point man" I guess it was up to me. I left them both and went down the path that the shutter blocked earlier. Turning around some corners in the halls, I reached a waiting room with stairs that lead to the upper floor. As I went up the stairs, Betters was talking to Bishop over the channel.
"Mr. Bishop, do you have any idea why you were taken hostage?".
"They were asking about Harlan Wade. Me and his daughter Alice are on the same task force." I remembered hearing about Harlan from that phone call moments ago, the guy who was swearing like a sailor.
"What kind of task force?" Betters asked Aldus.
"We're working on a study of the Auburn district over the past 25 years. Nobody told us what's it for." That was back at the treatment plant I was at earlier.
"Where's his daughter now?" Betters asked of him.
"Her office is in the executive building. On the 6th floor." Bishop told him.
I was pretty sure that later on Betters would order me to look for this Alice girl after we evacuated Bishop. But for now, I have to make sure that we get out first by turning off the alarms. After I reached the top of the stairs, I passed some small offices that I saw earlier when I first faced the Replicas when I came to this area. There was another phone in one of the offices blinking red to the right of me. Not seeing the harm in some information going to waste, I pressed "play" on the machine. And speaking of Alice, it was left behind by her as it was announced by "Alice Wade." She sounded like a young woman ranging in the early 20's.
"Hey, Aldus, it's Alice Wade. I put some photocopies in your mail basket. It's a bunch of news articles I dug up about Auburn from the last 25 years. There's a surprising amount of corroboration of the physical symptoms that old woman told us about. Seems a lot of people over the years reported feeling uncomfortable of nauseated after spending any amount of time there. But if it was some kind of chemical or radiological contamination, why didn't the city find anything in the soil or groundwater? It doesn't make a lot of sense. Oh well. I'll talk to you soon."
Well that was interesting. So not only was it hard to even live in that area due to its economy, but it was also responsible for having the people living there to get sick. I guess this task force had some parts of their investigation done, but not enough to find out why it was like that. At this point, it might be a while before anyone does. Heading back the way I was going, I went around another corner and found myself in another elevator room. One of them was open while the other was closed. The closed doors disturbingly had a large amount of blood lying in front of it and some at the bottom.
Looking around some more, I spotted a small room next to the entrance of this place through a window inside. Inside was a terminal with three monitors saying "Emergency" with Armacham's logo all across them. To get inside, I opened the brown door as I reached where the terminal was. A bag of "Cheeze Poofs" was laid out on the desk. My guts told me that fatass Norton Mapes probably started the alarm system. Not sure why though. There was another phone on the wall to the left of it blinking red as well. Pressing the play button, the phone had another message from that Marshall Disler I heard about a while ago on the other phone.
"This is Marshall. Something's happening over here at the Perseus Compound. I can hear gunshots, but the security system just went down, so I don't know what the situation is. Just send all available security teams to lock this place down. I'll call back once I have a better idea what's going on."
I remembered him saying something about going over there to check out something. But who would attack that place, and what would be there for them to attack the place? Back to the task at hand, I turned back on the security system. The alarms were then turned off, with the orange lights and siren now gone. The monitors went back to the Armacham logo, as I looked back over to see just the regular lights on near the elevator. As I was heading back, someone stood up in front of the window. It was that little girl.
"I know who you are."
Not sure why, but I froze in place from just hearing that. I couldn't see her eyes, but I just knew she was staring at me. I wasn't sure if it was killer's intent coming from this child, but there was some kind of vibe coming from her. I just wasn't sure... Feeling my legs came back to me, I walked back out slowly. Looking around back at where she was, she was walking towards me. Her arms were outstretched as she came towards me. A flash of white covered my eyes. As soon as it was over, she was now gone. I was too distracted with what happened, I almost didn't notice Betters talking to me.
"Great, the elevators are working again, but now the security gates are all shutting. You're going to have to find another way to the roof." He was right, for the shutters were now closed in the room I was at. They prevented me to meet back up with the others.
"Holiday, can you guys escort Mr. Bishop?" Betters asked him.
"We'll take good care of him." Holiday told him.
Seeing as how one of the elevators was still working, I walked over to it to take it up to the roof. Looking back at the pool of blood, there were small footsteps that went from there to the window for the terminal room. I once again contemplated telling the others about that little girl. As much as I wanted too, a part of me told me that it would be ridiculous to bring it up. After the mission, I'll tell them. I hope...
After entering the elevator, I pressed it to the top floor. The doors closed as the machine started to go up. After a while, the lights in the elevator stopped as it rocked a bit. The doors then opened revealing that I was about halfway stuck between this floor and and floor underneath it. Carefully, I crawled out of the elevator and entered the room. I was now in another one of the rooms still in construction, for supplies and boxes were scattered all around the area. There was another gate blocking me off from getting out, but there was an opening in the ceiling I could use to get out of here.
"Betters, I'm pretty much done here." Jin said to him over the channel. I forgot that she was back at where the remains of the Delta's was found.
"Any theories?" Betters asked her.
"I'm gonna need to do some lab work." She told him.
"All right, head back to the roof and sit tight. It may be a while before I can get a ride out of there for you." he instructed.
"Understood" she accepted as they went offline.
Climbing up through the set of boxes, I reached up to the vent system. It had a holder in place, but I easily knocked it down with the butt of my rifle. Crawling inside, I went through and saw an exit to the left not far from when I entered. I broke the vent holder and got out to a small maintenance room outside of where another elevator was at. There was a single body laid out next to a railing, trails of blood marked on the wall. As I reached up to it, something had dropped right in front of me. I looked down to where it fell down the elevator shaft to see multiple bodies at the bottom.
There must have been 10 to 12 bodies laid out with large piles of blood everywhere. Their faces were expressed with horror and shock. Looking back up, it was hard to see anyone or anything above me. Who was it that did all this? There was another door to the right of the shaft. Opening it, I found myself in another hall that I could turn to the left with an office at the end of it. A laptop was laid out on a small table next to me, with several documents of importance on the screen. I sent the information to HQ with Betters replying to me "The data's uploading."
"Well, this confirms the point of Perseus was to train telepathic commanders to work with clone soldiers, although it looks like Paxton Fettel was the only commander in the program. The weird thing is that they refer to him as the second prototype." he explained it all to me.
What the fuck does that mean, "second prototype" and all that? Please don't tell me there was another bastard like him running around. Either that or hopefully he was dead and Fettel had a better chance of replacing whoever it was. Anyway, I went down the hall to see on my left another shutter blocking the way. There was an open window in the office inside, with a small ledge that I could walk on. Going outside, I treaded carefully on the thin cement. The city felt kind of empty from where I was looking at. No one driving or walking out, just quiet. It was strangely peaceful. As I was walking alongside it, a crow fly out next to me. If I wasn't being careful, I would've probably fallen off here to my death.
Still continuing, I reached another office with the window open for me to get inside. A little too convenient, I think. Entering inside, I came back out to the hall that the gate was blocking me from. It seemed I had reached another construction area of this building. I really hope it's not like the last one I was at. There was some Replica activity heard ahead of my position as one of them said "He may try to come this way." How did they know I would be coming?
Looking ahead, I saw that there was about two of them standing next to each other on the other side of this room. Bringing up my rifle, I walked a bit closer to where they were, since their backs were towards me. After getting close enough, I fired at both of the soldiers and easily finished them off. I must have caught the attention of the other Replicas, for their were some footsteps were coming towards over here. I saw that just a few feet from the dead troops was a yellow canister of gasoline. Three soldiers were walking on over from the direction of where the barrel was.
Not wanting to question my chances of this happening, I aimed at the canister with my rifle. Firing a few bullets into it, a big blast of fire engulfed the area around it. The three Replicas were engulfed in the explosion and were screaming out in intense pain. After grabbing a couple of grenades and some ammo, I made my way up some more. Reaching another area with some more canisters of gasoline, there was another group of those Replicas next to them.
Unfortunately, they had seen me trying to aim at the gas and all backed off from it. They were firing at my position, causing me to hide back and take cover. Thinking over on how to attack them, I looked over to see that there was another way around this spot. I could use this as a way to catch them off guard and attack them to the side. I ran all the way over as quickly as possible to where I could get the drop on them. Luckily for me, there was indeed a spot I could get the drop on them. To take them all out immediately, I grabbed one grenade and tossed it over to them. One looked down his feet to see the device, yelling "Fuck!" before him and both of his companions were killed in the ensuing blast. Score six kills for me.
"We need reinforcements!" was heard to the far left of where I was standing. I looked all the way over there to see 3 more Replicas coming my way. Where are these guys coming from anyway? They were all coming from the upper floor balcony above a set of elevators below us. Even though there were some more canisters on the way from where they were coming, they were smart enough to blow them from afar so that I couldn't use them myself. But, it also provided a catalyst for me to use that to my advantage. The explosions of flame can provide some cover for me to get closer to these soldiers without them noticing.
After they destroyed the last barrel, it was now or never. Using my reflexes, I rushed into the smoke of the explosion with my gun drawn. Coming out of the other side of the black air, I surprised the Replicas who were only a few feet away. Quickly, I fired all the bullets I had available in the gun straight to the chests and heads of the enemy. After they all died, I relaxed myself for a bit and took a deep breath. Looking around, it didn't seem like there were any more of them around. Well at least I caught a break for now, hopefully.
Going around the balcony, I stopped when the sound of a helicopter caught my attention. Looking up the glass ceiling, I saw it fly past from where I was to the right. I was pretty sure that one was actually one of the Replica Army's choppers instead of ours. That can't be good. There was open spot for the balcony and large stack of supplies next to it that I could use to climb down. Conveniently, I could use these to reach to the lower floor. As I was climbing down, Betters got a hold of me.
"Fire and rescue is giving up on Jankowski. I'm hoping he just banged his head really hard and he's wandering around the harbor with amnesia." When he was saying all this, he sounded regretful to even bring it up to me.
As far as HQ knew, Spencer was presumably dead and his body may not be found. For me, he occasionally showed up as some kind of "phantom" giving me cryptic words. Just... how could I tell Betters and Jin all that? They would think I'm crazy and trying to insult a comrade. Maybe it really was for the best... to not bring up how I'm seeing Jankowski since we had reached the docks. At least, that was the probably the best I could do about his disappearance.
Moving on down the lower floor- trying my best to not think about Spen - I reached to where the deactivated elevators were. Down the hall was another open area of construction with an upper balcony for it as well. Looking carefully to the right of the room, however, were three Replicas walking into the room. Shit, this must've been the reinforcements the others requested earlier. They must have just shown up recently, too. Almost as soon as they showed up, they had spotted me with one yelling "He's here!". Not much room for comfort, I ran over to the left next to some boxes for cover. Hopefully, they were all full of stuff that could protect me from their gunfire.
Pulling out one of the two grenades I had left available, I tossed it back over to where the Replicas were firing at me at. Looking back over to where I tossed it, the blast from the grenade only got two out of the three of the troops. The remaining one managed to go the other direction to try and corner me. I jumped out and fired back at him. He was disposed of easily, although hitting the floor with my shoulder was something I didn't want.
Getting back on my feet, I went down the hallway that they came from. I reached another open area with barely some of the lights working. Too bad there was about six more Replicas waiting for me all around this place. With only some construction stuff lying around for cover, I went down quickly before they could get a good shot at me. With not much options available, I took out my last grenade and a firm grip on my rifle. Getting ready, I kickstarted my muscles and quickly jumped out to kill these bastards.
Tossing the grenade over to the left side of this room, I brought it over to where three of the soldiers were. They were all shocked to see it come towards it, but it was too late as it went off all around them. With them dead, that just left the other three. They were all distracted by what I did that they couldn't have the chance to counterattack. Having my spare hand back on the rifle, I aimed down to where they were trying to take cover. Thankfully, I got all of them with just ending the last bullet hitting one of them through his helmet. After reloading, I went over to make sure all of them were dead while at the same time pilfering their ammunition. They sure weren't gonna use it, after all.
There was a door that looked like it lead somewhere for me to get out of. Going that way, I saw that it looked like somewhere for the employees to work on for the power of this place. A set of stairs led up that I could use to get back to the upper levels of this building. They stopped to where it looked like they didn't finish only about half way up. However, there was some thick wood and equipment I could climb onto and make my way from here. As I was climbing on this stuff, Holiday contacted both me and Betters.
"We're on the roof." he stated.
"Good. How are you holding up, Mr. Bishop? Betters asked him.
"Looking forward to getting the hell out of here." Bishop said hastily. Hopefully they didn't have too much trouble getting up there.
"I'll bet you are" Betters commented on.
After climbing up some more, I saw that there was some kind of fence preventing me from getting me to the door on the other side. I climbed up on over it, hoping that I could meet up with Holiday and Bishop...
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