Elemental Destruction

[HowlTheGrayWolf]

With British tanks firing upon the Russian positions, they withdrew from the army base. "YEA! TAKE THAT YA STUPID PRICKS!"

(Meanwhile, in Saratov)

When they reached the hideout of Trauss, Абрам knocked on the door. "Hey, Trauss, it's us!"

[Lone-Wolf]

"Oh my god... Thanks man" said Ross extending his hand

[HowlTheGrayWolf]

He smiled and shook his hand. "Don't mention it. I haven't been able to properly introduce myself, I am Staff Sergent Howl. I teach expert level fire-arms training and I'm in control of a unit of elite marksmen."

[Lone-Wolf]

"Well you seem like a good person to teach it" laughed Ross, sloping down against the sandbags

[Srgntcuddles]

Trauss rounded a corner and saw Абрам and Семён knocking on his door. "Oh, it's you guys...Thanks for the help back there, it's much appreciated," he said as he signaled for them to walk around back. They followed him back as he opened the door, stepping over the tripwire behind it. "Watch that, this whole place is rigged, mind your toes," Trauss said, pointing to the tripwire attached to an IED on the wall. He hurried down the hall into his room, he took out the file and tossed it on the table. He then grabbed a duffle bag from under the bed and opened it wide and placed it on the bed. He went to the weapon rack and grabbed his Hunting Rifle and stowed it in the bag along with a box of rounds for it.

Trauss then checked his 9mm's ammo and grabbed what few mags there were on the table and stowed them and a few IEDs in the bag. He grabbed the picture on his night stand and set it in the bag aswell before zipping it up.

[HowlTheGrayWolf]

"Thank you for the compliment, you may join my unit if you'd like, unless of course, your not 18 yet?"

(Meanwhile, in Saratov)

Абрам and Семён looked at each other and stepped over the tripwire, admiring his traps. "Well, you've certainly got yourself set up here, yet I don't think one little hide-out will make too much of a difference against a whole country..." Семён slapped Абрам on the back of the head. "Ahem!" "Right, we should get going, anything you need help carrying?"

[Srgntcuddles]

Trauss grabbed the folder on the table and opened it brushing the debri on the table aside. "No thanks, I can handle it," replied Trauss taking the papers from the folder and examining it. Something caught his eye, but it was in Russian. He picked it up and showed it to Абрам and Семён. "Can you guys make this out?" asked Trauss.

The paper read."День 1: девушку привезли в рубцовой с обещаниями она будет то, что я искала. День 2: После interogation этой девушки было обнаружено ее имя было "Aeris", в ходе interogation она просила для человека под названием "Trauss" неоднократно. Вероятно, своей подруге. День 3: Aeris вдруг вырвалась из своей камере с большой силой, по-видимому она была оборотнем, к нашему удивлению. Она была успокоительное и вернулись к более жесткие карцер. День 4: После Preperation, Aeris, была готова к приему сыворотки, мы будем начало в ближайшее время. 6 день: Он взял день, чтобы увидеть результат, но мы получаем некоторые удивительные вещи. Aeris показал признаки признания сыворотки, несмотря на другие неудачи. Сыворотка Унунсептий оказались успешными в создании супер-солдата. После различных исследований, мы начнем массовое размножение этой сыворотки и создать Unstopable армии."

[HowlTheGrayWolf]

Семён looked at the paper with an eyebrow raised, "It says:
Day 1: Girl was brought to a tearing the promises it would be that I had sought.
Day 2: After interrogation we found out her name was 'Aeris', in the interrogation she asked for a human entitled 'Trauss' repeatedly. Probably her friend.
Day 3: Aeris suddenly broke from her cell with great force, it was no surprise, to our knowledge. It was yспокоительное and returned to a more severe punishment cell."

Абрам and Семён exchanged looks. "Do you know this 'Aeris'?"

[Srgntcuddles]

When Trauss heard Aeris' name he shuddered, eyes almost watering. "A-Aeris?! What about her?! Does it say where she is?! What their doing to her?!" barked Trauss suddelny. "There has to be something more!"

[HowlTheGrayWolf]

"Came down! This is all it says, the person who gave the contract obviously knows many things about you and this Aeris character. This person has probably met you before or is taking interest in you. Either way, these papers are just a teaser of what real information lies further ahead." Said Семён, his tone very stern.

[Srgntcuddles]

Trauss took the paper back and put it back into the folder then put the folder into his coat. He then somewhat angerily put the duffle bag over his shoulder. "Didn't you have so-" Trauss stopped hearing a footstep crunch in the snow outside. Suddenly the hideout became under fire from several dozen soldiers outside. Sounds of choppers over head and footsteps from the roof could be heard. "We were followed!" shouted Trauss over the hail of bullets. He flipped up his bed and put it infront of him and the others; its steel bottom pinged with bullets hitting it. "We have to get out of here!" Said Trauss; just before the firing halted.

Streams of light lit up the room, piercing the room through the holes in everything. Just then he heard footsteps approach, followed by various explosions. "We need to get to the kitchen, theres a trap door," said Trauss moving towards the door in a crouched position.

[HowlTheGrayWolf]

Абрам and Семён followed Trauss, but soldiers had already broken in, so they began to fire back, killing the first attack squadron. Then they took cover next to Trauss. "So, how many of them do you think there are?"

[Lone-Wolf]

"Uhm... you do know I'm not even in the army right?" said Ross, put off by the sudden, informal invite.

[Srgntcuddles]

"There's too many, that's for sure, you guys keep going to the kitchen, it's just up ahead, get in the trapdoor, it leads to the sewers under ground, I have something I need to do first, GO!" said Trauss standing up and jumping over the bed back into the room.

[HowlTheGrayWolf]

Howl chuckled and patted Ross on the shoulder."That doesn't mean anything, my father is a Field Marshal, that's as high as you can get in the British army. Come, I'll show you his tent."

(MEANWHILE, IN SARATOV)

"Good luck, comrade, best of luck to you." With that said, Абрам and Семён both knew he would need more then just luck, but they did as they were told and went to the trap door.