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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 6, 2007 11:55:37 GMT -5
The Germans were very good at created bunkers and even the new technology of Napalm couldn't even penetrate the bunker. That was indeed impressive. Cameron watched and saw that the bunker was still mostly in tact and he got on the wire once again. " That is a negative impact. We have no time for another by, let us go in." Cameron requested. He finally got the confirmation and also the confirmation that new planes had been sent out with bunker buster bombs. Those bombs would blow anything and everything away, whether it was in a bunker or not, that was the design. They gave Cameron thirty three minutes to claer the bunker. The men moved in, surrounding the bunker and the helicopters alerted the men to all exits, none would be uncovered.
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Sept 6, 2007 12:13:14 GMT -5
Vincent heard the SEALs go in, for he had exellent hearing. ''Maybe i should surrender?'' Vincent said for himself. 'Never!' He then thought for him self. "One last grand fight.'' Vincent said loud. He then open the door to the bomb shelter, walking towards the SEALs, his eyes changed colour from hazel to blood red.
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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 6, 2007 12:34:41 GMT -5
The marines saw Vincent when he moved towards them and then opened fire immediately. The marines had m4s, grenade launchers, two had sniper rifles and they all took aim and fired at Vincent as he moved towards them. The grenades rang off in the corridor, more exploding everywhere. Marines could be heard coming from behind for they had come in other ways. The had all come into the bunker, and now almost thirty were about to move on either end of the hall. Cameron was amongst the flank, the soldiers still not yet reaching the action, but in full ear of it.
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Sept 6, 2007 12:47:16 GMT -5
Some bullets flew past him and some hit him, but he kept walking, they had awoken an anger which Vincent thought was long go, when he was close enough Vincent transformed into his greatest form one of the largest Werewolves that existed. Now Vincent ran towards The Marines, although he was very wound. He jumped on the first, biting the head of, that would give him more strenght.
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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 6, 2007 12:54:40 GMT -5
( Um, the last time i checked, blood doesn't help werewolves at all )
The marines were used to battle. They were hearty fighters and brave against all odds, no matter how strange they were. When Vincent turned into a werewolf, filling the entire corridor the marines never quivered. They never stopped firing, their bullets were armor piercing rounds and even though Vincent's hide was thick, they would penetrate it. The fifteen marines kept firing, even now that they had been deminished to fourteen.
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Sept 6, 2007 12:59:12 GMT -5
(If he drinks it give them some strenght... i think.)
Blood were dripping from everyone on Vincent, but there was only one way out and it was heard, he could give up and lay down to die, but he would not, for he was one proud creature. The Marines were covering the exit well, Vincent took cover behind a wall so he could see how many they were, before he looked he transformed to a human again. "Fourteen eh? Thats all?" Vincent said to the Marines, then he was prepared to attack again, so he transformed into the great Lycan once again.
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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 6, 2007 13:08:09 GMT -5
( I don't think it does )
The marines, after seeing Vincent duck behind the wall, they opened fire with the grenades, filling the room with fire and explosions. Cameron and his marines were coming from behind and even though the marines in the front of the corridor could not see Vincent, the ones behind him could see him very clearly. They opened fire with the grenades, filling the corridor. Cameron only had the snipers open fire at Vincent so that they didn't hit their own troops.
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Sept 6, 2007 13:22:53 GMT -5
Vincent nowran to the Marine who were closest to him, but this time he bit him in the neck, which turns him into a Lycan, but much much weaker. One of the sniper's bullets hit Vincent in the eyes, which made his eye sight worse, but he still had one good eye left, and this made him even more angry.
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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 6, 2007 13:29:40 GMT -5
( I don't think it turns them immediatey, just letting you know )
The fact that Vincent was jumping around in the ranks of the marines meant nothing. The thing about this particular fight was that there were so many bullets flying puncturing his flesh. No one, nothing, no creature, nothing could stand up to. Vincent would not be able to last long against such a massive attack of bullets. Cameron and his men began to move closer down the corridor, the snipers still firing at Vincent, they were more than able to shoot him while he was in combat.
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Sept 6, 2007 13:37:43 GMT -5
(Did i say immediately?)
Vincent said were in so much pain, untill at last The Marines won, Vincent fell to the ground, changin g his form, but he was not dead, but very near death, as he fell down, the marine he had biten also fell and his wound were healed, thus becomming mortal again.
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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 6, 2007 14:39:52 GMT -5
Cameron and the marines’ ceased firing as Vincent fell to the ground. One of the marines moved over to the one who had been bitten, checking his pulse and looking for a wound. Then Cameron moved over to Vincent and checked his pulse. It was weak and that was amazing. Cameron couldn’t believe that this thing was completely ripped to shreds. Cameron called in for the helicopters and he called the planes off. Several of the men came over to Vincent and moved his hands behind his back, putting them in wire, keeping him contained as they picked him up. If Vincent wasn’t dead then they would take him to custody and experiment on him.
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Sept 6, 2007 17:55:22 GMT -5
(Experiments?!)
Vincent twitched as they moved him. The Marines dropped Vincent and aimed at him with their M4A1's, but it was just a reflex, he also had a bad dream, dreaming of when he devoured his parents.
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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 6, 2007 21:43:14 GMT -5
Cameron’s marines took Vincent to the helicopters that were waiting. There they had better cords to restrain him and they also attached him to an IV to keep him alive. It was doubtful that he was surviving because of the seriousness of his injuries. Cameron rode in the helicopter which Vincent and they took him to the military base in Berlin and they took him to a confined facility beneath ground. He was placed in a guarded room, a sealed room. He had restrains on as the medical officers tried to bring him to health. By the time he woke up they would have already completed many tests. That was, if he woke up.
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Post by Vincent Valentine on Sept 7, 2007 5:38:24 GMT -5
Vincent woke up a couple of days later, with some memory holes. "Where am i?" Vincent said as he woke up. "What the hell?!! What's this! Let me loose!" Vincent said in anger. "I demand that you set me loose!" Vincent then added as he tried to get loose from the chains or cords that had him restrained.
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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 7, 2007 12:13:26 GMT -5
Cameron was not in the facility when Vincent woke up. The guards outside his door heard him and they called for more staff. In about three minutes five marines and two doctors entered the room. The marines kept the rifles pointed at Vincent even though he was restrained. The doctors came over to him and injected something into the IV. “ You are a very special specimen Mr. Valentine.” One of the doctors said and strapped the restrains a bit tighter.
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