John then quickly mounts the silencer on his gun, in case they run into any trouble
There was a faint, brief crackling sound as they trudged through the muck of the sewer.
"Gah!" Thaydra exclaimed. "Cursed helmet..."
It was about this time that Orlando had signaled her that he was having a malfunction as well.
"Great..." She whispered to herself. "There is a problem in our signals here... of course..."
She followed close in behind the boys and kept a close eye up ahead to see that they don't encounter any major problems.
John plods along in the sewer, staying close to his squad. After some annoying signal problems in the sewers, John motions in hand signals, asking what their next move is.
"Man, we need to get outta this shithole. I just fully polished my gear," John grumbles to himself as he continues to walk through the nasty water.
In a fit of rage, John takes his gun, turns it towards his party and empties his clip into everyone. Blood and gore covering the walls.
"After over a month of walking around in this sewer, I say this mission is over."
John takes his grenades, pulls out all the clips and screams "FOR ALLAH!!!"
Heads turn in the town as a rumble is felt underground off in the distance.
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