Special Forces Elite: War on Drugs

[Ninjastar29]

Kael: How much farther to the mansion?
Mike: I don't know. Get down!
*Mike fires his M16, a cartel mercenary screams as a bullet hits the flamethrower tank on his back.
Kael tackles Mike as the blast spreads over a clearing, rushing towards the commandos. James targeted through his scope and nailed another unsuspecting mercenary in the heart.
"Bull's eye!" exclaimed James.

 

[Final Warrior]

OOC: Who's Kael?

BoT:

Kaine *over headset*: Area clear?

James *over headset*: I think so.

Kaine: Heh. The Columbian jungles, also known as Hell. Follow me up.

*Kaine gets up in a crouched stance and moves ahead. Capt. Mike keeps an eye out over Kaine, while Kaine watches the ground for traps.*

 

[Ninjastar29]

OOC: oops, i menat Kaine. Guess i had TFT on the mind when i typed that. And we also need a medic and demoman! Oh well.

BOT: Mike: Look out! *a grenade sails out of nowhere. It explodes in midair as James pegs it with an expertly aimed shot. Kaine and Mike duck as four Cartel Raiders stand up and start firing AK-47's. Two others have Kaleshnikov assault rifles. Kaine draws his twin Desert Eagles, fully upgraded with every mod known to man. He fires six shots and smiles to himself as four targets scream and hit the ground. Mike jams a modified silencer into his M16 and takes down a Kaleshnikov-er. James peers into the scope of his M-93 Black Arrow, a laser sight shining on a Radier's neck. A bullet snapped forward into the mercenary's jugular.
"Nice shot, James," Mike growls into the radio.
"Thanks, cap'n,"
Kaine raises his night vision goggles.
"Any other tangos?" Asks Mike.
"Not that I can see. Let's move." The three proceed.

OOC: Any1 know a standard squad size? I was thinking along the lines of 5, but we only have 3

 

[Final Warrior]

OOC: Usually six. I think. On Rainbow Six 3, it's 4.

BoT:

Kaine: F**kin' a**es... hopefully they triggered some of their own boobytraps...

*Suddenly, a loud twang is heard, followed by a scream.*

Kaine: F*CK!!!!

*Apparently, Kaine has stepped into a man-trap.*

Kaine: Jesus Christ... *kneels down, begins to work on the trap.*

 

[Doommaker]

James: Kaine, you got my back... take that trap out and lets move on.
Mike: James, check for incoming guards.
James: No problem, *checks the scope* one incoming on 7 o'clock, another one on 3... *shoots twice* their down.
Mike: Good job, Kaine hows the trap going?
Kaine: Damn its a hard one, but im managing.

 

[Final Warrior]

Kaine: Forgot to bring some f*cking pliers...

*The sound of bending steel and a spring being forced back is heard. Kaine gets up. His leg is a little meseed up, but it doesn't look fatal.*

Kaine: This is gonna be hell to run on...

 

[Doommaker]

James: well, i suppose we should get the hell out of here, about 25 heavily loaded guards are on the way. they will be here in about 10 minuts.
Mike: dammit. we need reinforcment!

OOC:

this is a good place for anyone to join... would be a great intoduction...