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Here we go
"Ughhh… Wuh… what happened?" The remaining White Fang grunt groaned as he woke up from his concussion." "Where the hell am I?" he questioned himself as he look around the room. He noticed that he was bounded to a chair with a light bulb shining above his head which served as the only light source in the room. The suddenly…
*BAM*
The grunt was startled and saw that the door to the room has been kicked open by what appears to be a man with grey and orange armor with an angular helmet or it might be a robot. He was inching towards the latter.
"Well, well, well! Look who decided to wake up! If it isn't the sleeping princess himself, how was nap time gorgeous?" the armored man taunted.
"You. Despicable, useless, android from Atlas, hehehe." The grunt chuckled menacingly.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me. It appears you have gotten more advanced, seeing as you now have emotions, you walking tin can. As much as I hate to admit it, those filthy humans earlier managed to stop us first aside from you, you stupid machination. You Atlesians are pathetic, always requiring technology to do their shit. General Ironwood is a huge moron for using you to do his dirty work."
The android approached him as if he wasn't taking him seriously and stared at him at his eye level.
"I don't know 100 percent of the shit you are babbling about there, sonny."
The grunt was confused.
"Also, I ain't no robot buddy."
The helmet disappeared and revealed a man wickedly grinning right at him before reforming back to cover the man's face.
"Y-you." The grunt stuttered in shock.
"That's right, one of the filthy humans who sabotaged your plans." The armored man chuckled with evil intentions dripping from his voice.
"Felix, please tell me you haven't killed him yet." Another voice spoke from outside.
"I'm betting a hundred that the idiot really did it." Responded another.
The grunt saw another pair of armored soldiers entering the room. The first one frightened the grunt but dared not to show it and forcefully remained calm. He wore dark grey and green armor with a skull like helmet and spoke in a deep voice. The other one was wearing cobalt blue with a sniper strapped to his back. Locus and Church both entered to the room where they kept their prisoner.
"More of you." The White Fang grunt sneered.
"Now, now, no need to get angry there chuckles. We just want to talk." Felix said to the grunt.
"Talk?" He scoffed "As if I'd ever do that with you humans. You are all vermin to this world we live in and deserve to be exterminated. Now, you have the gall to have a conversation with me? The world must be ending! Hahahaha."
Church was itching to bash his rifle into the White Fang member's skull but Locus stopped him. He turned to the grunt and said "We want answers."
"Hmmm, let me think about that… Nope!" the grunt popped the P. "I will never answer to you freaks." He saw that Church was clenching his fist in anger.
"Aww, did I hit a nerve there human? Do you need mommy to- OOF! What the fuck!?" he glared right at Felix.
Felix punched the grunt to stop him from babbling. "Hey, we asked nicely. How about you give us what we want."
"Trying to play the bad cop now eh? You suck at it!" The grunt defiantly mocked him.
"Ooooh, trust me pal. You don't want him to be playing the bad cop in this scenario. " Felix pointed to Locus who growled. "And I'm about as merciful as I can get, so consider that as your blessing. Now… question number one. Who are you people and why did you attack this hotel?"
"Suck my balls." The grunt sneered.
Felix brandished his switchblade.
"So, is this the place?" Tucker asked as he pointed his gun towards a large factory near the docks. Felix was busy twirling a switchblade in his fingers that was still dripping in blood. "Yup, that's what the guy said." The merc replied as he casually leant behind a shipping container. Felix and Locus managed to interrogate white fang grunt on why they attacked the hotel. The grunt also told them on the White Fang's history but the Locus asked Simmons to do more research regarding the terrorist organization.
They managed to get information on where there hideout is and they plan to attack it. This was one of the parts of their mission here. Take out any possible threats and report it back to HQ so they can be prepared. It was also to slow down their attacks and violence against humans and faunus who didn't agree with their methods for justice.
On the White Fang's sudden assault at the hotel, there were also faunus hostages that were held prisoner and some were killed by them.
Church was peering into his scope on his sniper rifle and saw that there were some of the grunts standing guard outside the base while roaming around the area. He approached Locus who was still busy formulating a plan on how they were going to infiltrate the base.
"Yo Locus, I've saw some of those douchebags doing patrol around the area. They must be on high alert because they're probably suspicious on why some of their men haven't returned yet." Church informed the green and grey armored mercenary.
Locus grunted in confirmation and processed on what Church had said. "We need to be careful. They're probably thinking that their plans have been sabotaged so they are being cautious." He turned to Sarge and ordered. "Sarge, I'm going to borrow some of your men so we can scout on possible areas to secretly infiltrate the base. The rest of you will be on lookout."
"Oh heck no son!" Sarge protested. "I'm the only one who can order my men around. But I am willing to negotiate a deal. How about you take Grif while all of us stay safely behind here and notify the authorities?"
Grif upon hearing this quickly fired back "Oh no, you're not going to use me as a bullet sponge this time old man!"
As he shouted, the alarms near their hiding spot blared out signaling that there have been trespassers.
The white fang that were on patrol outside quickly scrambled and ordered some of their soldiers to arm up and find the intruders.
"Nice work genius." Simmons drawled sarcastically.
"Damn it Grif!" Sarge cursed. "You have totally mucked up our plans again. This calls for punishment." Sarge snapped as he cocked his shotgun.
"Great, there goes the peanut gallery again. Never a dull moment with you idiots." Felix mocked
"Peanuts!? I want some. Where can I get them?" Caboose happily inquired. Tucker slapped his head while Church groaned in annoyance dealing with the usual stupidity this group has to offer.
"Everyone move out!" Locus ordered.
The sim troopers quickly complied as they tried to find hiding spots to conceal them and give them the element of surprise to launch and strike at their foes. But, things always happen to take a step back when your group always has troubles and problems with each member that you can't help but to bitch and bicker about.
"This is my hiding spot you idiot, go find somewhere else!" Simmons hissed.
"No way, I found this place first dipshit. You're going to have to adjust."
"Bite me."
Grif and Simmons argued over the hiding spot that they accidentally knocked off one of the scaffolding that was situated an area of the dock that was under construction.
"Over there!" One of the grunts alerted his comrades.
"Oh fuck!" the duo screamed.
A huge firefight took place which now totally fucked up their plans to infiltrate the base with stealth.
As they were firing, a large grunt managed to sneak up behind the maroon and orange soldier but before he could kill the two, an invisible force stopped him.
Grif and Simmons were shocked to see the grunt before them and aimed their guns at him. But, the man's neck was suddenly twisted in an abnormal way and his corpse fell right after.
"What the…?" Grif spoke up.
The invisible being de-cloaked itself and revealed to be Locus who used an active camouflage unit in his armor.
"Woah." Simmons muttered with awe.
"Focus and keep your guards up." Locus ordered. Without him noticing, another White Fang grunt attempted to stab him with a sword but was shot and killed by Church with his sniper. "Thank me later!" The cobalt armored trooper declared.
"This whole operation is a mess." Locus grumbled and reloaded his SAW. "Tell me about it." Grif happened to agree as if he wasn't the one who caused their plans to fail.
As their fight continued, every grunt from the dock's warehouse stormed out with weapons on hand in attempt to finish them off but suddenly froze confusing the people from Gulch.
"The 'heck are they stopping for?" Sarge asked.
"Look!" Tucker pointed.
Everyone saw Vale's armed forces and police arrived on the scene to apprehend the White Fang.
"Who contacted the feds?" Felix said.
"We did." Doc and Donut arrived as Doc held up a scroll with Vale's Police contact.
"Why didn't we do that earlier?" groused Grif.
"Looks like they've got this in the bag." Church also spoke up.
Later, every one of them deactivated their armor, except for Lopez who quickly concealed himself with his poncho and cowboy hat, and held their weapons in their hands to pretend that they were huntsmen in training. They made sure they weren't seen wearing their armors and now showed themselves to the police.
"I can't thank you boys enough again. First, you stopped them at the hotel and now you stopped them here in one of their many hideouts." The head officer of the police station shook hands with the reds and blues and the mercenaries for their deed.
"It's not a problem. We managed to interrogate one of them before we handed him over to you to lock him up." Church replied.
"Impressive." The police officer was astonished at this. These young men managed to snuff out one of their bases quickly and successfully interrogated a usually stubborn grunt for information.
Meanwhile, two people standing near a police car watched the scene before them. One was a blond woman carrying a large Scroll tablet while the other was a man wearing a green suit holding a mug. The man stared at the group with interest as he sipped his coffee with a hidden smile.
END