Furry Defence Force - Adventures (Act 3: The Brink)

[Colioli4]

"Commandant, the FDF has tracked us to our hidding space. We must retreat, now!!!"
"Dammit... NO!!! WE DO NOT RETREAT!!!" The interogator/commandant draws his radio and a golden Desert Eagle. Speaks into radio: "Operator 347382, call the alarm!!! Send troops out and search the perimeter. Guard every window and door. I want those furries DEAD!!!"
"What to do with this one?"
"Leave that to me..."
GULP... Things are getting out of hand here... FDF, WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!?

[Tails]

*yells*
COOOOK ARE YOU OUT THERE?

[kivabunny]

-aeron throws the faced grenade in, shutting his eyes tight, and jamming the ear plugs in his ears, moments later a blinding flash and a shock wave are seen and felt, aeron waits a second, pulls on his goggles as a black cloud of anesthetic smokescreen pours out of the hole, he jumps in lightly and slashes the camera and security system wires, easly able to view their electrical activity-

[Tails]

* faints *

i guess i need to work on the shield huh

[Talos]

"Sweet! Thanks bro."

"Alright, I'm ready. Guys, I suggest we keep breathing to a minimum. These gas masks aren't going to filter it all, I'm sure of it."

[AlmarRaccoon]

*hops down into the hole, kneels by the door and awaits the next move*
All clear! Now how do we get this large door open?

[Colioli4]

Slowly, the 'Commandant' approaches Cook, gun in his hand, aimed at his head.. "So, 'buddy', you're going to be my ticket out of here... With you as my hostage, no-one will dare touch me. And DO worry: I shoot faster than light."
GULP...

[AlmarRaccoon]

*Stares hard at the large, steel door's number pad*
What could the combination be? I know!
*Kicks the number pad and stick a grenade in it. The blast tears out a small portion of the wall, including the lock. Then he kicks the door open and takes back his kneeling position with his M14 at the ready*
Anyone in there?

[Colioli4]

Almar enters the room. The Commandant grabs Cook and puts the gun against his head. "Back off!!! Or your little furry friend here dies..."

[AlmarRaccoon]

Whoa, hold on just a second. No one here needs to be shot. just put the gun down and let's talk about the cheese cake, after all that's all we need.
*Almar lowers his gun*

[kivabunny]

Aeron drops out of a air duct, landing on the comandants shoulders,  standing up, he twists snapping the commandants motor nerves, leaving everything else including pain sensing nerves intact, he then pulls a straight razor from one of his pouches, holding it in front of the comandants face, he pulls a hair off of the commandants head, dropping it over the blade, its own miniscule weight slicing it in half " you may be able to shoot fast, but your reaction time sucks. Now tell us what we want to know or i peel your skin off after giving you exctasy and epinefrin, the epinefrin will keep you consious, the exctasy will make you  beg for death"

[AlmarRaccoon]

*Unties Cook*

[Talos]

Talos pops in from above and quickly searches the room for anything that might help. He turns to see Almar untying Cook, and Aeron threatening the Commandant. "Nice to see you're okay Cook." He then finds a small piece of cheesecake on the ground and picks it up. "Guys, check this out. See this cheesecake? It's the same type of cheesecake we came to look for." He then pokes it. "And it's as hard as a rock. I could knock someone unconcious with this thing! In fact..." Talos grabs the piece of hardened cheesecake and looks at the commander and Aeron. "Aeron, get the information out of this fool so I can knock him out. This piece of cake couldn't have just got here. It was here for a
reason, and after we deal with this so-called 'Commandant', I need you to scan it with Aspen."

[Colioli4]

"Thanks guys... I thought I had made my last dessert..." Takes the Desert Eagle from the Commandant, checking the ammunition and then putting it against the insurgents head. "Where... is... the... cheesecake..." The Commandant keeps his lips closed tight.
 
(You may play the Commandant as well guys  )

[Talos]

"Don't think I forgot about the cheesecake, Commandant! You better give us answers, or all four of us...Aeron, Almar, Cook, and myself-will jack you up real bad! I have the cheesecake piece, I'm not afraid to use it! If that isn't enough, I will decaptitate your head before you can say 'Cheesecake'!"

The Commandant looked at everyone in the room, and they glared at him angrily. He was sweating feeling the razor on his face and the gun on his head.
"I'm not telling you anything. All of you are making empty threats, that's what you're doing. There's nothing you can do."

Talos called out Blaster. "Hey Blaster! We got a guy who won't listen!" After that, a little cub crawled out of Talos' pack and glared angrily at the commandant, bringing the total number of angry faces in the room to 5.
"What should we do to this guy? Hmm..." Talos pulled out his sword and pointed it at the Commandant, and he, along with Cook and Aeron, formed a 3-way triangle of pain. "I could cut your head off." The Commandant grew more nervous.
"Or Cook here could blow your head off. I dunno, he seems to really want to take a crack at it after what you did to him." The Commandant was sweating uncontrollably. "Or Aeron here could slowly, inch by inch, tear the skin and fur off your body." The commander swallowed. "Lastly, ol' Blaster here could bite your legs off. Now I know that won't be pleasant." Blaster growled. "Of course, there's always ANSWERING THE QUESTIONS!"