Chapter 158: Flying High and Dipping Low.
Despite the pleasure crackling through Yumi's body that Latisha was revelling in causing her, she decided to fight back and given that Latisha had a distinct size as well as strength advantage over her, she decided that it would only be fair if she used her own strengths to her advantage.
As Latisha pulled her into a deep kiss Yumi pushed her hands deep into the luxurious coat of feathers that coated the big beautiful Condor woman's exquisate body, but it wasn't just a cheeky touch she was going for, she had a plan up her sleeve.
One thing that Yumi had realised was that both passion and pleasure fueled her abilities just as nicely and easily as anger did, but when fueled by these emotions there was a distinct difference and there was also a much greater measure of control available to her.
It was that control that she was not going to put to good use to make this amazing woman scream in pure pleasure and ecstasy, she was going to drown her in the purest joy imaginable.
As Yumi pushed the passion and pleasure that Latisha was causing into the mental engine that fueled her abilities it began to spin up like the propellers of a vertibird, so she began to focus on what she wanted to achieve and instantly she felt very low voltage electricity began to flow through her.
Just as Yumi ran her hands over Latisha the electricity that had been charged within her body was released and sent outwards so that it rippled over her bare skin like water.
Latisha let out a pleasure-filled caw noise and she looked at Yumi with her eyes going massive and filled with confusion as her human lover simply smiled at her.
"You might be bigger than me sweet thing, but you sure as hell ain't stronger than me, I got more tricks up my sleeves than you got feathers on the luscious round ass of yours and tonight I'm going to show you every single one of them because you were brave enough to take a chance on me and now I'm going to show you what you've won," Yumi said sensually as her hands reached Latisha's hardened nipples and sent little arcs walking along them like little fleshy Tesla coils.
"Oh by the Eternal Flock!" Latisha moaned as Yumi leaned down and latched her mouth onto one of those fleshy nubs while sending little electrical arcs into the other one.
Latisha arched her back as if Yumi had sent enough voltage into her body to actually electrocute her, but in reality, the voltage was so low that it was roughly the same as static shocking yourself off a metal surface.
But the reaction came from those little arcs hitting some seriously sensitive nerves and travelling along those nerves generating incredible pleasure for her big beautiful Condor woman.
Yumi was not done with that though, as she kept sucking on that fleshy little teat that she'd managed to latch her mouth onto she now began to move her free hand southwards down over Latisha's chiselled stomach.
She walked her fingers down the deep valleys between her large bunched abdominal muscles and while she did she sent little arcs of electrical energy walking down those valleys and causing those muscles to clench.
As she did so Latisha let out a loud caw of pleasure but that caw got even louder when her fingers finally reached their final destination.
"Ohhh Yumi what are you doing to me!?" Latisha exclaimed loudly as Yumi's fingers slipped effortlessly in between her silky feathers and found her sensitive feminine flesh before sending a cascade of stored electricity flowing over it.
There was so much low-voltage electricity flowing over Latisha's womanhood that it lit up and made it glow like a beacon.
As Yumi glanced down Latisha's long flowing feather-covered body she smiled as she saw her lover's clit sparkeling like a little fleshy Tesla coil between her legs.
Sending little arcs of electricity into the air around it while also lighting up the densely packed nerves hidden within it.
Latisha arced her back even more and let out a caw of purest pleasure before finally managing to gather enough strength to finally fight back against this heavenly onslaught from her human love.
"Oh you think you have me beaten my beautiful human and I might be down but I'm not ahhh out," Latisha gasped and Yumi looked up at her.
"You don't look very down to me," she said detaching herself from her nipple and Latisha gave her a large grin that spread across her beak.
"That's what you think," she said and with surprising speed and putting her strength to good use she managed to flip Yumi so that she was now laid on her back with her large Condor sat straddling her chest.
Yumi was shocked at how resilient the big Condor woman was and it made her smile to know that Latisha would no go down without a fight, or well she wouldn't lose without a fight anyway because with regards to the going down part, by the way, she was currently grabbing her slender thighs she got the feeling she would be going down sooner than expected.
Latisha eased Yumi's slender and smooth thighs apart revealing to her Yumi's beautiful human pussy which opened like a dripping moist and freshly watered flower.
Her rosy lips stood in contrast to her pale white skin as they glistened under the limited light given by the soft candles they were using to light their hidey hole from the world.
Latisha licked her beak with anticipation as she gazed into her lover's human womanhood not knowing that Yumi was doing the exact same thing as she gently lifted her tailfeathers to reveal her exposed rear to her.
Yumi couldn't resist the perfect fluffy peach before her face, she reached up and bunched up Latisha's tail feathers in order to lift it better and reveal the downy-like feathers that coated her bum.
Latisha took the hint and hoisted her tail feathers up so that Yumi didn't have to hold them up.
"You love my bum don't ya?" Latisha giggled while glancing over her broad shoulder towards Yumi who grinned up at her.
"What's not to like, big, round, pert and fluffy," Yumi said making Latisha bark a laugh before returning her attention to the glistening fleshy flower nestled between Yumi's thighs.
"Well then if you love it so much why don't you have a closer look?" Latisha said before she wriggled her way backwards towards her so that she locked Yumi's head in between her large thighs.
But it seemed that despite their reversals of dynamic Yumi was not to be outdone, before Latisha could even blink her large golden eyes she felt something molton hot and squirmy dart in between her lower lips catching her by surprise.
Yumi had been aching to taste Latisha since the beginning of all this, now finally she had the chance and she was not going to let it slip her by.
No sooner had her large Condor lover manoeuvred herself so that she was kneeling right above her head than Yumi quickly reached up and parted the fluffy lips of Latisha's womanhood.
As she opened the lips it revealed soft black and pink flesh, black on the outside and a light hot pink deep inside.
The mere sight of it made Yumi's mouth water like she was looking at the most perfectly cooked honey-glazed pork cutlet she had ever seen and to her delight it tasted just as sweet as said cutlet.
She ran her tongue from bottom to top between those fleshy lips, making sure to delve it in between every fold she could reach before finally ensuring that she gave that swollen little clit of hers a deep loving flick.
Latisha let out a deep low moan of pleasure as she felt Yumi's silky smooth tongue caress her clit before diving back into coil itself around it like she was trying to absorb her clit into her tongue.
"Oh by the Eternal Flock, you are divine my human, absolutely divine!" Latisha moaned as the purest pleasure flooded through her but she would not be outdone, she was going to drown her beautiful human in the most powerful pleasure.
So lowering her head and hunching her large back she opened her beak and slithered her long and thin tongue in between Yummi's fleshy lips causing her to moan directly into her womanhood.
The vibrations of her voice added yet another layer of pure pleasure to Latisha's heaven, but it wasn't just the vibrations that were currently travelling over her sensitive nerve endings that were giving her pleasure, it was the fact that she was giving this beautiful human the pleasure she so richly deserved.
The flavour of Yumi's womanhood drove Latisha wild, the pheromone-rich fluids that coated Yumi's skin tasted so sweet to her that she simply couldn't get enough of it and that's when she had an idea on how to get all the sweet sweet human nectar she wanted.
That idea came in the form of the beautiful little winking opening that was hiding between those delicate silky folds, if she buried her long thin tongue deep inside of that opening then she'd have all the sweet human nectar she could want, so she did.
The sensation of having her insides licked simply blew Yumi's mind to absolute pieces.
There simply were no words to describe the purest pleasure that having Latisha's long squirmy tongue swirling and squirming around deep inside of her, it seemed to bunch up like a coiling eel that was swirling and squirming over itself constantly as it saught to touch every single inch of her insides.
But Yumi was not out of this love fight yet, she still had one last trick that she could pull out of her bag and unleash on her unsuspecting lover, she slid a perfectly slickened finger right up inside Latisha's tight little puckered tail hole.
She also managed to jam her own tongue deep inside Latisha's love tunnel while pressing her other free finger over her clit and then she electrified all three of them.
It was a bit of an odd sensation having electricity flowing along her tongue like that, the viscosity of her saliva seemed to amplify the speed at which the electricity was able to flow along it and it made it sparkle, but not as much as it made Latisha's insides sparkle.
Latisha screamed in pure pleasure as not only did she feel those human digits and organs worming their way inside of her but then the barrage of electrical energy they unleashed directly into her most sensitive nerve endings.
She simply could not endure it, it threw her right over the edge of a cliff made of pure pleasure and directly into an ocean of human-induced ecstasy.
The orgasm that swept her away felt like she had flown right into a tornado and was now spinning helplessly within its coils.
She felt a flood of her juices exploding from her and right into Yumi's mouth but rather than shy from it Yumi locked her lips right over her entrance and began to suck every single drop from her, drawing it from her like she was trying to suck the poison from a snake bite.
Every muscle in her body simply betrayed her all at once and joined in with her lover in tormenting her and try as she might she simply could not fight against it so she simply surrendered to it, Yumi had beaten her and she loved it and her.
After that monumental orgasm subsided Latisha simply fell off Yumi and her human lover sat up with a grin plastered all over her beautiful face.
"Looks like someone enjoyed themselves hmmm?" she said and all Latisha could do was smile and nod her head breathlessly.
Yumi crawled over to her gently stroked her face and kissed her beak tenderly.
"Just as I hoped you would my beautiful Angel," she said softly.
"Please my beautiful human, let me pleasure you, let me please you, I want you to feel as I do right now," Latisha said cupping Yumi's face in her large fluffy hands.
"Being here with you right now and seeing you like this is pleasure enough for me my sweet songbird," Yumi said kissing Latisha's hands.
"Songbird?" Latisha said sounding actually quite surprised by Yumi's pet name for her.
"Well, you did sing me a very sweet song only a moment ago did you not?" Yumi chuckled and she felt Latisha's skin warm under her feathers as she realised what Yumi was talking about.
"And I want to sing you so many more but I also want to hear you sing a song for me too, please Yumi let me please you and let me make you sing this beautiful song as well," she asked softly and Yumi smiled at her feathery lover.
"How can I refuse a request like that?" she said and a beautiful smile lit up Latisha's entire face making her look so happy and excited that it warmed Yumi's heart.
Never before had someone loved her so completely that they wanted to please and to pleasure her drove them.
The want to love her so completely and to make her well-being both physically and mentally their responsibility was such a truly beautiful thing that Yumi did not have the words to adequately describe how wonderful it made her feel.
Now as Latisha moved herself over her and began to move her body back into a comfortable position, she simply let her.
The battle of their love was over and she had won it, she had shown her beautiful Condor that her heart was pure and her love was every bit as real as her own, but she had also shown her strength in her passion, so now it was time to relax and let Latisha love her back.
Latisha moved herself over the top of Yumi and then lowered herself down onto her and began to lick down her body as kissing was kinda off the cards with her beak, so instead she gently ran her long thin tongue over Yumi's bare flesh.
Each lick left behind its warm trails of love that caused Yumi's skin to tingle as Latisha moved slowly down her body until finally she was nestled between her thighs once more.
That's when Latisha really got to work and the fervour she unleashed on Yumi's pussy made what she had done earlier feel like it was merely the appetiser.
Somehow she managed to not only coil her long tongue around her clit but to also slide the rest of her tongue back up inside of her.
The pleasure was like nothing Yumi could have ever imagined before, she felt like she was floating on cloud nine.
Soft, wet and sticky noises filled the air as Latisha really began to let loose on Yumi's pussy and Yumi could feel her Condor girl's passion and desire with every favoured lick.
The big Condor lifted Yumi's bum up off the bed and hooked her legs over her broad shoulders causing her to cross her legs behind her head and tighten her grip on her.
Latisha opened her beak wide and allowed it to slide over Yumi's lower half to make it easier for her to keep her tongue inside her beautiful human woman with her passion boiling like liquid fire in her heart.
Thats when Yumi felt a feathery finger-tickling her tight little puckered anus as well and given the position she was currently in, hanging almost upside down as Latisha positively devoured her pussy there was very little she could do to stop her, not that she really wanted to.
Every single deep squirm and lick was robbing Yumi of her strength and she loved it, to be wanted so completely and so badly was a sublime feeling and it was one that she mirrored right back at her feathery lover.
Finally she now fully understood why everyone spoke the way they did about Seven and Visa, she now fully understood what drove them both, this was worth fighting to the death for.
Her very first love-induced orgasm burst out of her like a blast of lightning coming from a cloudless sky.
It tore through her whole body completely out of the blue and caused her whole body to first go rigid as a board and then shake uncontrollably while she tried her hardest not to scream the place down.
Finally, as the mind-blowing orgasm finally subsided Latisha lowered Yumi down onto the bed and laid down beside her before pulling the now slightly emotionally compromised little human into a deep and loving embrace.
Yumi revelled in the soft and warm feathers that coated Latisha's powerful body and she was so grateful for the strength in the arms that snaked their way around her to pull her tightly against her.
"I don't have the words to tell you how much I love you Yumi so I hope my actions spoke them for me loudly and clearly, you have opened my eyes to something I never thought was possible let alone that I myself could have, but here I am wrapped in your arms, you made me feel powerless before you and your passion, a totally alien feeling to me, never before has anyone rendered me powerless but the scary and yet exciting thing was I loved it because I trust you and I love you, please never leave me, you are all that I will ever want or need," Latisha said in a surprisingly soft and vulnerable sounding voice.
"You needn't worry about that my feathery love, where else am I gonna find a girl with an arse half as nice as yours and with tail feathers to make me work extra hard to peek at it?" Yumi said trying to defuse the emotional turmoil they were both feeling with a little humor.
Latisha barked a laugh and squeezed her tightly, pulling her head in between her feather-covered breasts like they were the most impossibly soft cushions in existence.
"But in all seriousness Lati you don't have to worry about that, there ain't no force on God nuke green Earth that's gonna prise me outta your arms where I belong now that I know the love that powers them, you showed me who you truly are and you laid yourself open to me, vulnerable and afraid, that level of trust means more to me than you can ever know, I now fully understand what it is that Seven and Visa fight for with this odd little society they have created, they fight for the right to love without judgement or reservation regardless of with who it is, now I understand that my strength is theirs because now I truly have something worth fighting for, I have you," Yumi said.
From above her, she heard the big Condor girl sniffle softly and then squeeze her even tighter again.
"I feel exactly the same Yumi, I feel exactly the same," she said before the pair let the rhythm of their two very different hearts beating together as one pulled them slowly into sleep.
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Fuller leaned back in his chair and rested his boot-covered feet on the stool in front of him, crossing his arms behind his head as he did so.
"We heard any updates from the Minutemen on that mysterious assassin they are chasing?" he asked glancing over at Glory and Desdemona who were currently at the war table which was now covered in a collection of small maps along with one big one.
On the big map, it had a series of little toy figures that someone had managed to print using the Vault's 3D printer after they'd figured out how to get the thing running.
The green figures on the map represented alliance forces, either Minutemen, Brotherhood, Free Peoples etc.
Blue represented confirmed or suspected Institute areas.
While red represented Raiders and finally yellow represented Enclave.
There were a depressing amount of both Red and blue pieces on the map though thankfully not so many yellow ones, though that was most likely due to them not being discovered yet rather than them simply not being there.
"Not yet, we've heard on the grapevine that the Cossack team sent after them tracked them to Boston city and our field scouts reported hearing a massive firefight going down but we haven't heard anything else since," Desdemona said lifting her eyes from the map to glance at him before returning them and continuing to study the pieces.
"Hmmm I'm not liking this one bit, think we should reach out to the Brotherhood and have them do a fly-by or maybe send the scout teams in a bit closer to see what's going on?" he asked.
Desdemona looked thoughtful for a moment before nodding her head.
"Yeah it probably couldn't hurt," she said.
"Brotherhood fly-by would probably be the quickest action but maybe not the most detailed one, they might not be able to see what's going on from up there," Gklory said.
"Why not combine the two?" Fuller asked and they both looked at him curiously.
"Well, we're all on the same side now, right? So why not simply have the Brotherhood fly one of our scout teams in and drop them off, then they can proceed on foot to the area before they report back what went down?" he continued.
Both Glory and Desdemona looked at one another and nodded.
"Yeah that's a pretty good idea, Fuller, I really gotta start thinking of it as us situation rather than us and them, we're all together in this so combining our strengths to shore up our weaknesses is a must, we have a heavy team over at the Brotherhood's base currently so I'll give them a call and put in the request," she said.
"Let's hope the Cossacks don't get too pissy about us dropping in on them uninvited," Glory said and Fuller grinned at her.
"It's like the boss said, we're all in this together, if they can't accept a little help from their allies then they are not our allies are they?" he said.
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"Alright people mount up we are wheels up in two minutes!" Richard Desmond codenamed Postman called.
He was called Postman simply because he always delivered.
He had been one of the Railroad's first serving heavy scouts and had built up a reputation for being able to get his charges through the deepest shit imaginable and out the other side squeaky clean.
Now in his early forties, he was one of the Railroad's oldest field members if not their oldest field member but he was also one of their most respected operators.
The other three members of his scout team were codenamed Racer, Locksmith and Broadside.
Racer was a young Latino woman in her early twenties who had a real talent for being able to get just about any vehicle up and running again, infact she was the whole reason his team were at the Brotherhood base in the first place as she was learning how to work on the Vertibirds as well as on power armour, plus she'd been working on some salvaged ground vehicles for the Brotherhood in exchange as none of their engineers had a fucking clue about the things, despite owning all of the manuals.
She'd had some ideas on creating some Railroad power armour sets out of any salvaged suits they managed to get their hands on to create a heavy fire support team.
Locksmith was a man in his early thirties who had a real talent for being able to open just about any type of lock you threw at him, either mechanical or digital.
And finally, Broadside was a mountain of a black man originally from the Captial wasteland.
He was about six foot five and built like a brick shithouse's bigger meaner older brother.
But it wasn't his size that gave him his name oh no, it was the triple-barreled broadsider cannon that he carried around like it was nothing more than a paper mache toy.
He'd built some kind of EXO rig to allow him to not only lift it but to handle the immense recoil from firing such a thing.
Now one might imagine such a weapon to be unwieldy but somehow in his hands, the fucking thing just worked.
Postman had personally seen him completely demolish an entire Raider strong point with the fucking thing which came as quite the surprise for the six hapless Raiders trying to hide inside it.
As his team all loaded into the Brotherhood Vertibird, they all looked at him curiously.
"So what's the OP they got us running this time boss, this doesn't sound run-of-the-mill stuff given how quick you plucked us out of there, no briefing, no nothing?" Broadside said dropping his considerable frame onto one of the bench seats next to Racer whom he dwarfed.
"Fastball op that came in from HQ, they want us to check in on and support an alliance field team that's been tasked with hunting down an assassin that's been hitting the Minutemen outposts and killing their field commanders," Postman said banging his fist on the back of the sealed Vertibird cockpit to signal they were all aboard.
"Who we gonna be dealing with out there?" Locksmith asked adjusting his glasses to look up at Postman.
"Multispecies team made up of a Brotherhood group called the Cossacks, crazy Russian SF team from what I hear but supposed to be real good guys, plus some kind of arieal scout sniper team from the Valkyries, dunno much about them to be fair but flying snipers sounds bad news in my book," Postman said leaning against the bulkhead as the Vertibird lifted off.
"Sounds like a pretty badass team to me boss, why do they need us?" Racer asked leaning back in her seat and folding her arms over her small chest.
"Team has gone dark, last comms said they were on this assassin's trail and this was right after the fucker set off a nuke at a Minutemen artillery site, HQ wants us to track them down and ascertain their status as well as provide support, I guess its a more the merrier and to be honest I think the big boss wants to show that the Railroad is good at more than just rescuing synths, that we can really bring some talent to the table of this party," Postman said folding his arms over his chest as he steadied himself as the Vertibird swayed and bobbed.
"Fair enough, yeah when dealing with the likes of those Free Peoples guys it can be a bit daunting given they got Claws, super mutants and super people flitting about all over the place," Racer said.
"Exactly so I think the big boss just wants to show that the Railroad has claws too though, of a different kind, that's why she sent us," Postman said.
"Well alright then, let's show 'em what we can really do then yeah?" Broadsider said confidently slapping his large thigh to punctuate his point.
"Thirty seconds, this is gonna be a fast rope drop, we got no clear terrain for me to put the bird down, so you guys are gonna have to rope it," the pilot called back and Postman swallowed hard, he wasn't exactly a fan of heights.
As the bird went into a hover it extended four boom arms from either side in two pairs of two.
"Good luck down there!" the pilot called and Postman said a silent prayer before stepping out into the void and grabbing the rope as he did.
Hitting the ground with a thud Postman detached from the rope and brought his rife up into the aim.
Despite a lot of people in the Railroad moving to use captured Institute laser weaponry, he had always been a sucker for the old school.
In his opinion, there was a lot less that could go wrong with a good old-fashioned ballistic rifle over some fancy dancy laser job.
So while both Racer and Locksmith were using heavily customised and modified Institue weapons he was happy with his trusty suppressed assault rifle, it had never let him down yet.
No sooner were all of them on the ground than the ropes retracted upwards and the bird circled once before heading for home, replacing the clattering noise of the engines with the haunting silence of the city.
Though the silence never lasted for long around here, it was soon broken by the distant sounds of gunshots as well as faint screams, a sound that Postman distinctly hoped that one day be a thing of the past
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As his team formed up on him they began to move, he was on point with Racer behind him, then Locksmith and finally Broadside bringing up the rear with that fucking giant cannon of his.
"Ok, the report said their last check-in came from the financial district amidst the seriously big skyscrapers and according to the boss another scout team heard the sounds of a rather drawn-out firefight in that area so we'll start there," Postman said without looking back at his team.
"Hell of a place to have a firefight that, real closed in," Locksmith said as they moved.
"Yeah agreed and quite often the home of a few roaming Super Mutant bands so heads on the swivel people, last thing we want is to get run over by the mean green machine out here," he replied.
"Heard we got a few of our own knocking about though now don't we, that's gonna make things a bit more tricky?" Racer said as they continued to walk through the echoing streets.
"How so?" Broadside asked from the back.
"Well think about it, normaly you'd just hide or shoot on sight with those fuckers, but now if friendly mutants are wandering about we gotta be extra careful that we ain't pinging friendlies," she replied and there was a moment of silence as her words sunk in with the team.
"Fuck you're right, I never thought about that," Broadside said his voice now seeming to have a layer of tension to it.
"It's no big deal, no different to how we handle synths," Postman said and he could feel his team's eyes on the back of his head.
"What you mean boss?" Broadside asked.
"Well, the way I see it it's simple, we use the same sort of approach protocols that we would with our synth brothers and sisters, three in cover and one on approach, if it turns out to be an ambush the three in cover give them the good news while the meet and greeter gets their ass into cover, that way we'll soon know if they are friendly or not, though to be fair if they ain't they probably won't wait for us to approach them anyway, they'll just start shooting the moment they see us, normal mutants aren't exactly known for their tactical cunning now are they?" he said.
That got a few chuckles from the group who had come through many mutant encounters together in their time as a team.
"Yeah good point boss, well that at least makes me feel better and I guess the same goes for their Deathclaw lot, give them a wave and if they wave back they're on our side if they start snarling and shit well then its time for Big Bertha here to wave hello and goodbye," Broadside said patting his massive triple-barreled cannon.
"Yeah just don't fucking miss, don't think you'll get a reload with a Deathclaw they don't run and dive into cover like mutants do," Racer said.
"No, more run at you and shove your gun up your own ass," Locksmith said.
"Alright guys button up, we're getting close," Postman said and instantly the team fell silent as they switched gears.
Slowly the team moved out from an alleyway that led into a large cross section, the whole place had been peppered by gunfire and even at this distance it was obviously fresh.
"What the hell is all this sticky shit?" Racer asked as she peeled her boot off the floor leaving a series of strands anchoring her foot to the concrete.
"Looks like fucking spider's webbing," Postman said glancing at it before reaching down and running his gloved fingers through it.
"That's gotta be one big ass spider to make all of that," Locksmith said also looking at it.
"From what I hear we do have some big ass spider in the Free Peoples, apparently the guy is some kind of shit-hot tailor who can make seriously badass body armour out of his silk or something," Broadside said looking at the sticky silken strands.
"Seriously? Fucking hell I'll have to track that guy down, I could use an upgrade," Racer said finally tearing her boot away from the concrete.
"Alright guys button up, let's spread out and search the area, heads on a swivel this is hostile territory," Postman said gesturing to the area and the team fanned out and began their search.
It didn't take them long to find signs of the team's passage as well as the direction they had gone in, though worryingly they also found signs of someone being wounded in that they found blood splatter.
Though by the sets of footprints they found the team had all walked out under their own power so that was at least a thing.
"Hey check this out boss, look at those footprints, ain't never seen prints like that before," Racer said pointing to a rather large set of oddly spaced prints.
Postman walked over and inspected them and to his surprise, they were grouped in a circle in pairs of two making eight.
"Holy shit they do have a giant spider with them, look at this, the way these are grouped means eight legs in pairs of two, look you can follow them moving this way," he said tracking the prints.
"Holy fucking shit boss that must be one big fucking spider for those prints to be that size and that far apart!" Locksmith said.
"Fucking hope they are on our side, I seriously don't fancy fighting a big angry spider, fucking things give me the creeps," Racer said visibly revulsed by the idea.
"Well I'd say so as the prints are dead centre in the middle of a larger group and they were made at the same time, look those are blatantly power armour prints by the size and weight behind them and those there are claw prints, that's gotta be our Valkyries, so they all went this way, plus that's the direction pretty much all of the fire was directed, so my guess is they engaged our mysterious assassin and then gave chase as the fucker fled," Postman said.
"We giving chase to boss?" Broadside asked looking up from the prints.
"Yup that's our order, link up with the alliance team and provide extra support, so we'll call this in and then move out, hopefully, someone manages to get hold of them on the radio to let them know we're coming, don't fancy walking into an ambush because they think they are being stalked," Postman said reaching into his pack for the modified radio kit they'd been given by the Brotherhood.
After a brief chat with the big boss back at their new HQ Postman packed up the radio and turned to his team.
"Boss said to stick to the plan, she'll keep trying to reach the team and to let them know we're coming but for now we track and intercept, hopefully, they haven't got their guy yet, I'd rather like to help them out with that, should get our guys some brownie points," Postman said.
"Well, then what are we waiting for? Let's move out!" Racer said and with that, the team set off in pursuit of the missing Cossacks.