Thunder and lightning. Heavy rain and heavy bullets. A frozen picture of hell getting loose. Lights went out, but it was bright from all gunshoots. A silhouette of Nita, caught in the middle of the street, standign right behind a car caught a flame. Right hand is gripping a pistol, taking aim and shooting at another silhouette of an enemy. Left hand is holding on dear Nitro Express Rifle, as both barrels are folded, empty shells fly out.
===== Just an hour ago =====
Olya - Here they are!
Truck slowly came to a stop. Then drived in reverse, hiding behind a corner. And then turned off the engine. So far, nothing happened.
Behind a corner, were an outpost of Varyag's. Thanks to the fact that Olya were driving without lights on, the truck went unnoticed. Now a different problem arised.
Olya - If we need to follow this plan... Someone ned to create a distraction, and at that moment, we will drive through. And then we will not stop.
With worried and saddened eyes, Olya turned around, to look at everyone through the window.
Irina - Not much to say here... It was a good ride Nita!
Boris - She is not going in there alone! I will acompany her!
Nikolai - Wait wait wait... Wait a seccond. Why the hell are you going with her?
Little bit of panic appeared in Nikolai's voice, while he looked at Boris, who were climbing down from truck. Nikolai suddenly stood up and come closer to Boris.
Boris - To increase the chances, for your asses, to get away without any new bruises!
Nikolai - What chances? She is just going for a distraction. If you are going with her, you pro-o-obobly not going to get back. Sure this is all worth it?
Boris - Pretty sure that it is. Better then just go out somewhere out in the middle of nowhere!
Maksim - Are we sure about this?
Boris - Don't worry, me and Nita will make a distraction, just so they won't follow you. If things will go good, we will find a car and follow you. Or call you on a radio! Just wait for a shooting to begin.
With walkie-talkie in hand, Boris waved to Maksim
Nikolai - Noble... Stupid, but Noble! See you in hell my friend!
Nikolai and Boris exhanged a long stare at eachother. At the end of whitch, they both slightly noded. A usual slight smirk once again appeared at Nikolai's face.
Boris - Look out for this kids for me! Otherwise they will do something stupid.
Nikolai - The biggest kid is right in front of me right-now. Good luck out there!
And just like that, Boris and Nita, moved out.
Everyone else in the truck were nervious. Olya was sitting behind the wheel, doozing off. Nikolai were playing with a credit token, tossing and catching it with his still good arm. Maksim crossed himself three times and started quietly reading all prayers he knew. Ira tried to look after injured. And little girl found a little book, due to darkness, she couldn't read it, but still tried to look through pages. And the rest were waiting... Just waiting.
Nita and Boris managed to get close to Varyag's. Magni soldiers were still there. Varyag's were still outnumbering in five or six times. And that's only counting the one they managed to see. Standnding in a dark alley, under intense rain.
Boris - So how are you going to do that?
Nita - Don't really know. Idea was to just create a distraction.
Boris - And we have to create it fast!
Nita and Boris were looking around, trying to understand, what to do? But their time was caught short. As a ray of a flashlight, were shined on their position... From behind. In the next seccond shoots rang out. Like on instinct, Boris turned around and sprayed whole mag, killing just two Varyags. But was little to late, as he felt familiar pain in his stomach.
The rest of a Varyag's became lively. Nita grabed a pistol from Boris holster, and rushed to the street. It want like on a daze. As she was suddenly fliped to battle mode. Once again, Nita found herself in the middle of a street, surrounded from every direction, bullets were flying all around. Grenade rolled nearby, and Nita swiftly kicked it to the side. It just so happened to roll under a car.
Olya heard and saw explosion. That was a long waited signal. With her shaking hands, Olya turned the keys, first start-up failed, second attempt failed too, engine kept resisting to turn on. Olya jumped out of driver seat. And hurried to the front, opened the hood, and looked at greasy engine. Things were covered in mud, rust and oil were creating an impossible to navigate cocktail. Rain managed to add a little wattery flavor to all this.
Maksim - Something is wrong?
Jumped from truck and came closer Maksim with puzzled voice. Looking at Olya.
Olya - Yeah! I got no idea what went wrong! Can you try to turn keys for me realy quick?
Maksim - Yeah. Okay!
Sounds of gunfight and explosions kept going. They were running out of time. Maksim hoped to driver seat, and turned a keys. Once again, engine were resisting to start up, making sounds of metal pain and screech even.
Olya - What could it be?
With an sharp eyes of an expirienced mechanic, she looked through. Engine wept and screamed once again. Olya understood that looking at this mess won't help here. So she closed her eyes.
Olya - What do you want?
Sounds of screech, boiling mud and something cloging. Olya's right hand were gliding just slightly above the engine untill...
Olya - That's IT! Maksim, Stop!
Hands jolted away from the keys, and Maksim wanted to stepped out.
Roman - What is going on?
Face appeared in window. Roman looked ar Olya with a confusion.
Maksim - Seems like Olya need to perform an emergency repair!
Roman - Yeah...
Another explosion rang out, and just for a few moments, whole street was covered in light. This was enough to reveal ELID crawling closer to Olya. Without thinking and explaining. Roman grabed shotgun nearby. And took a shot through the window. ELID stumbeled back from pain and so did Roman, as recoil made him step back, drop shotgun and fall to the floor.
With a quick hand, Nikolai turned around, and saw Roman falling on floor. Nikolai though, that it was Roman who was hit by a shot, but once he jumped out of the truck, he saw ELID's comming closer. But all he had, was a simple pistol.
Nikolai - Damn it! Why we always have the hard end?
Maksim fell out of driver seat, and was rolling in mud, but once he was on his tho legs, he rushed to get inside the truck. Nikolai made a few shots at each ELID. Enough to make them fall back.
Olya - I am done here! Get to the truck!
Nikolai - Finaly!
Few more shots, one more ELID's dropped dead. Nikolai climbed to truck.
Olya turned the keys, once again engine was resisting, but then metalic roar filled street for a moment. And truck finaly started moving. Turning a corner, and passing by Nita, who still was in the middle of a fight.
/// Frame damage = 48% | ■■■■ = ↑ \\\
/// Remaining Power = 71% | ■■■■ = ↑ \\\
/// Frame functionality = 56% | ■■■■ = ↑ \\\
/// ■■■■ = 181 v/s \\\
As more and more enemies were going down, Nita's frame were taking heavy damage, but still making best out of cards that were given. Something didn't sit right... But it wasn't a moment to stop and think about it. Body count of Nita's actions were growing and growing.
Someone managed to flank Nita and spray a rain of bullets on her. Multipple messages of error and pain filled her data. But once again, she pointed gun at direction of an enemy, and few well placed shots added +1 to her bodycount.
Things were rough. On the other hand, she never really was ready to get out alive or in one piece. Once more time, someone was spraying and praying at her position. And then someone screamed "ELID's! ELID's". Just a few moments of respite were granted. But the street were filled with shots like before, once again. So she runned a quick diagnostic.
/// Frame damage = 51% | ■■■■ = ↑ \\\
/// Remaining Power = 69% | ■■■■ = ↑ \\\
/// Frame functionality = 53% | ■■■■ = ↑ \\\
/// ■■■■ = 194 v/s \\\
=== Truck ===
Irina - I... I think we made it!
Looking how ruins behind them were getting smaller and smaller, and there were less and less building around them, as they were going by the highway.
Nikolai - Finaly, a good news for a change.
Holstering his pistol. Nikolai finaly sits down, and let's ot a sigh of relief.
Roman - Yeah... That is one hell of a day.
Everyone else were silent. And as they finaly crossed city line, a ray of sunlight finaly pierced the sky, as they were getting out of raging storm, leaving rain and thunder behind them.