His instructors at the compound had drilled him endlessly on the need for calm yet quick action in the face of a threat. What the hell did he hit me with? As he rolled he pulled a sling and a smooth black stone from an inner cloak pocket. The squirter slithered out of his hand into the street as he fell, but as he rolled to his left he caught a glimpse of the sniper on the roof of the dilapidated brownstone behind him.ĭamn, he thought, that's going to leave a mark. Even better than a Narcojet he thought and was suddenly slammed forward by an impact in the middle of his back. Squeezing off three quick shots "chuff-chuff-chuff" he was rewarded with the sight of all three figures slumping down unconscious. Either way it meant trouble.Ĭreeping closer to the derelict streetlight, he reached into a belt pouch drew out a squirter filled with DMSO and elephant tranq. As he neared the corner he thought he might just make it out of this kill-zone, find a place to rest and figure out how he had gotten his hoop into this ambush, when his own Zeiss glasses revealed a heavily armed dwarf and two orks in the entryway of a burned out building diagonally across the street.Īll of their weapons had silencers and since this part of town was no stranger to firefights, that either meant they'd been specially equipped by whoever had set him up, or that they were experienced pros who didn't want to draw attention. Of course, most hostiles didn't need streetlights, but between the "shadow suit" which eliminated his heat signature to IR scanners and his armor lined cloak, his broken silhouette would be tough to zero in on even with those damn new Zeiss lo-light 4's. A trail of dirt plumes followed him "thip-thip-thip-thip" as more lead buried itself in the vacant lot next to his sometime-partner's doss.ĭarting from shadow to shadow he thanked the powers that street lights in this part of town were few and far between. Ducking reflexively, he continued into a shoulder roll and scrambled left around the edge of the building. "Whap!" The sound suppressed 10 millimeter slug gouged a chunk out of the tenement wall less than a foot from his handsome face.
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