"So you've been alone down here for months?" McCree asked as he walked down the ramp of the transport.
"Yeah, spent most of the time building my gear and upgrading the Assaulter. Though after that battle, I'm thinking I need to make some weaponry changes on it." John said as he opened up a crate and started pulling out tools.
"What you thinkin on doin?"
"Pulling the missile launchers out of the Assaulter and running a railgun or two underneath. Probably run them as a hideaway system, just like the minigun."
"Like your old rifle?"
"Yep, just a whole hell of a lot bigger. That thing fired rounds the size of a rice grain, but I'm thinkin on going to the size of a small potato. The only issue is I'll need to pump up the power generation on the thing to be able to get it to work. Even pulling the missile launchers won't leave me with enough power to run it."
"Huh..."
"What's you're plan, boss? Where you headed next?"
"Headed across the pond to join up with the others. How about you? Gonna join back up, kid?"
"*sigh* Probably not... I don't have much interest in spending time around Angela or her robotic boytoy. And regardless, I've got some things to finish up here. Then again... after that fight, my work may be pretty easy from now on..."
"Well, let me know if you change your mind."
"Oh if I do, it sure as hell won't be quietly done." John joked.
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"Base Commander's log, i need to eat more fiber... Shit jokes not withstanding, things have been quite busy here. Null sector has been sending in forces almost every time I turn around. They don't seem to get the message that fucking with one of the oldest and most united cities in the country is a horrible idea. They may be trying to whittle down our resolve, but all they are really doing is giving us weapons and metal for making armor.
The civilians created a militia and have been working with me to defend the city. It's a good thing too, because the military seems to be bogged down defending other cities across the country. The militia has even been sending raiding parties to other nearby cities to try and liberate them from Null Sector, and has been rather successful. Salem has been completely purged of Null Sector and have started arming up in case they return.
As for Overwatch, they were spotted at some part of Route 66, and have since been working city to city trying to wipe out Null Sector's forces, so we'll see how that goes...
Finally, I've been putting out some feelers on Ams, and have been getting some sparce reports of her whereabouts. She seems to be working as an assassin for an almost anti-Overwatch group known as Talon. I've begun compiling info on most of the more important members of Talon, including a certain redheaded bitch that ruined my life. If I ever get her within my scope, Talon will be able to fit her remains in an Altoids tin."
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John switched off the recording system and pulled up his incoming messages. Some more reports of Talon and Overwatch activities had come up since he last checked them, and he decided it was better to give them the once over just to be sure. Talon seemed to be avoiding his agents currently, but Overwatch was a far cry from being subtle. They had cleared out a large portion of the southern California area, as well as parts of Nevada and Mexico, but were definitely slowing down in their efforts...
"They need a reason to keep fighting... and I need to help get more militias formed... I think it's time I get in my New York Groove..."
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The Demon stood at the head of the table in a conference room with a decent number of Militia leaders bickering over their next move. Some were going on about focusing more on recruiting, others on upgrading their weapons and armor, and others wanted to build better defenses to help when the next attack came. However only the leader of the militia and his most trusted lieutenant had noticed that the Demon had yet to speak, until he slammed his metal fist into the table, leaving an obvious dent, silencing the entire room.
"Finally... now what I say here must not leave this room. I will begin preparing to make an attack on the Null Sector forces in New York City." several gasps and questions of sanity were heard before he continued. "I will be focusing on reconnaissance and taking out targets from a distance before the true assault begins."
"Are you sure that is wise?" The leader asked. "We have several skilled snipers in our ranks. Surely we could spare one of them to do this?"
Suddenly the Demon reached up and pulled the mask off of his helmet wth a hiss, and causing every other person in the room to gasp. "Trust me, I know what I'm doing."
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The Sniper sat on a fire escape on the side of a skyscraper in New York city, just watching the battle take place a block away. He pulled a rifle off his back and rubbed it with nostalgia on his mind. If he was coming back to the world of the living, better to do so with something familiar. He placed the gauss rifle on the metal floor of the fire escape, and pulled up the firing history of the gun on the computer on his arm.
He took a deep breath and sighted in on the clearest target first, he fired, and took the machine completely apart. He began picking shots as he used to, any that was good was golden, and soon gone. The military forces in the city finally began to make some progress as they began pushing back against the robotic army, until the smoke and debris made it impossible for the Sniper to take shots. He pulled the gun back onto his back and jumped off the fire escape, letting his jumpjets bring him safely to the ground, then he triggered his stealth system and disappeared as he turned crystal clear.
He quickly made his way to the next battle taking place and readied his .50 caliber rifle, set it to burst, and began giving the soldiers covering fire while devastating the robotic invaders. It only took a short while to get the soldiers in a position to triumph over their foes, and he was gone, invisible and hunting for more targets.
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Mercy, Reinhardt, Brigitte, Tracer, Winston and Mei were resting after clearing out The remaining Null Sector forces in San Francisco, and were watching the news from across the country.
"...and now we take a look at New York, where the Null Sector forces have had been delt several devastating blows by US forces as well as, surprisingly enough, the Demon, who appears to have started leaving Boston to take up the fight elsewhere." the newswoman said as pictures of the Demon popped on the screen. "Strangely, the Demon seems to have borrowed the late John Wagner's gauss rifle and has used it that would make even the Veteran Sniper proud..." she said as video footage came up of several points where long distance shots were taken and destroyed multiple robotic soldiers at once.
"Mein god..." Angela gasped as she watched the footage, as some where the Demon used his pistol to take out several troopers while soldiers reloaded and took aim. "He's alive..."
"Angela, he's been dead for twelve years, that can't be him." Winston said trying to calm her down.
"No, that's him, I would know his tactics better than anyone but McCree."
"She's right. It is him, and that is his sign that we must keep fighting." Reinhardt said as he pointed to the screen, where an arial image of Null Sector forces were burning in hellfire, with flaming words floating above reading "Heroes never die!"