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World of fatal love. - Page 10 - Recruit - By vixingirl - Overview
You think to yourself why would I turn this down? You wanted people to join to you in your speeches before this all happened, this is another chance to do so now. Tim smiled in relief "Thank you you won't have to fight, just find people and bring them here. Get as many people as you can the next rescue team will be out in five minutes. Follow Ken he will get you the things you need.". Ken with him rubbing his head made a face of concern. "He's not ready, besides hes not a soldier he is a survivor. Hasn't he been through enough? I understand pushing him for info but for this?" Tim interrupted Ken "I understand but we are only going out for half and hour and hes not fighting hes convincing people to come here, he will be perfect for this due to his experience with speeches and 'he is a survivor' like you said. He knows what to do when these things are around." Ken grunts in frustration. "come on lets go.." he tells you.
He takes you to a room full of weapons and supplies. He throws a battle suit at you. It was black made of rough cloth with many pockets all over it. Ken explains "This suit made by guys in the lab coats. It will cover your scent and the cloth is tough enough to withstand claws ant teeth of your average furry, but it won't protect you from the tougher ones.". He also place a helmet made of a strong plastic that covered the entire face and a neck sleeve at the bottom. Ken pointed at the sleeve, "when you place your helmet on that sleeve will cover your neck to mask your scent and its also made the same material that will protect you from normal scratch and bites. Now put them on their about ready to go.". Open the zipper and slots you put your foot in. The material was felt uncomfortable the rough material scratch against your skin. Finally it was all on you place on your helmet. You could see clearly through it and seems there it vents inside it making breathing easy. Ken passes a large hand gun to you and a couple clips to you. "I hope you won't need these." Ken sighs and puts them in your holster and the clips in your shoulder pocket. "It's easy enough point and squeeze most of them are like us human's they die when shot. If you need to reload ask your members they have been trained to help people to fight.". You feel a strain in your stomach as you follow Ken. You see four other people in suits similar to yours, but the helmets were different unlike yours is a glass come for the face their entire face is covered in metal and eyes with a dim green glow. One with a sword on his shoulder walked up to you "I know you have time against these things but we have more experience then you, don't worry we will protect you. You have to stay close though we move fast and we don't need you lost.". The other members had other symbols on their shoulders one had an axe,another had a spear and the last one had a mace. You follow them up to the elevator and find yourself before a large tank like vehicle. It was like a giant square with a hole on top and the only gun on it. You the back open up like a ramp. It was very roomy inside both sides of the cabin was a seat for several people to sit. You sit next to the driving seat. The person with the axe sat down on the driver seat switched on the engine. The spear sat next to you and the sword sat across from you along side him was the mace. The back closed with a whir and the tank moved.
You hear them talk, the spear with a pad like device she spoke with strong voice "No A class furs in sight of the bank or the fabric store, although their is possible they have some b class their.". The mace spoke to you he had a soft voice "B class is your normal furs but A's are the ones we need to look out for they are like your Shadow or Summer we heard about. But the ones we really don't want to see is 1st class they are the Dragon and Jackal and the other leaders of this....war I would say". The axe scoffed she was angry "This is no war it's a god damn hunt for us!". The spear asks "What should we do commander?" The sword looks at you "You choose the bank or the store."
Choose
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