So.. going into that base was a bad idea... well kinda. It proved my theory that we're the distraction team, though getting slammed to the ground and a grenade launcher being held to my head wasn't exactly fun.... nor was the kick in the ribs for being a smart-ass.
So anyway, where to start. Everything was going fine, we walked in the base was just straight up deserted, like everyone had walked off in the middle of going about their usual duties. No power, or anything like that. We were poking around at the main offices, I was the first one to poke my head inside the Commander's office when the other team captured all four of us at once. I got a rifle butt to the head, dunno about everyone else, I heard the takedowns though, Eivan was screaming something in Russian throughout most of it, which really didn't help our case. Probably obscenities.
So the person that got me was their captain, black hair green eyes, had the grenade launcher on her M-4 pressed up against my head, once I could understand what she was yelling about I could actually answer.
In short, she was asking who we were, and why we were here. I chose to be a smartass and say the grenade launcher wasn't as intimidating because she'd get her legs blown off or worse if she shot me with it... that's what earned me the kick to the ribs, I think they're cracked.
We were dragged to the brig, disarmed and interrogated for two days before someone bothered to actually send a message out to the proper people to defuse the situation.... Long story short we're now attached to their group and I can't say where we went from there, or where we're at now.
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