OOC: 6 from you, 3 from someone else, 1 from TMT, 1 from Chris, thats 8. 25 - 11 = 14. And they're all somewhere else, d00fus. 3 of which are nonterminally injured, so 17, really. Also, if you will notice, I'm quite alone.
On a side note, there is no weapon on the planet, not even a bazooka, that will go through 2 layers of kevlar and 2 trauma plates of THREE FREAKING PEOPLE. On, and lets not forgetall the flesh. That thing would have to be going...fast. More fast than gunpowder can make something cocievably go. /OOC
"You're the evil one. I showed mercy in the face of what I thought might be something new, and I get the same old thing. More bullshit from people with more firepower than brains. The cat may be an exception, which is why I let him live, but it doesn't look like you are. Fucking tamir, I knew all three of those men. 2 of them are survived by their wife and children, the other by only his wife. This is where mercy leads to. The death of innocent men who wished only to protect the innocent, who are put in danger by your recklessness."
/turns around and walks into the dense forest. Unless your weapon can make 90 degree angles, no dice on hitting me.
"Everyone, I'm calling this op off. Pack up the prisoners in the special restraints and meet at the helicopters. I'm declaring this place hot, so we've gonna have to hump it back there. Set fire to the forest and grass on the way out."* (this is said into his comm unit)
/Getting within sight of UWC, he waves
"I'd suggest you get out of here. We've packing up and setting fire to the place." Looking at the mech, his eyebrow raises. "Pass the message on. Apparently we have another 'friendly' tamir." He flicks a number- with an odd 24 digits- to UWC. "If you need help, this is where you can reach me. I'm sorry for the length, but security is a must."
*In hebrew
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