"Ravaged by a civil war that plagues our country apart, many wanted this war to end. Many wanted peace to prevail. But when someone powerful prevents it, we are at a stalement of war. We'll try anything to become capable as soldier... or we die tryi...
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After the convoy heist in EDSA, the Halimaws make their way to 21st Avenue: the Quezon branch's rendezvous point. Through there, the switch will take effect and responsibilities will shift to the latter. Stealing a military truck was the hardest task for the trio... especially when there's two more to worry about. Through their prevail, they managed to succeed and are now left with one, simple objective: Deliver.
[Outside of Cubao, Quezon City]
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Arriving between 12:00 to 1:00 PM, Linrov pulls the brake and makes a stop.
"We're here." the agent calmly informs on radio as he looks around the street. "You're not kidding on it's status, though."
"Shady businesses were conducted here, Agent. Looks too normal that even ze police can't suspect any fouls." she tells him as suddenly, a police cruiser passes by the street in ignorance, making its presence known through the sound of their sirens.
The sight of these trucks would've easily get it to turn around and lead up to be questioned by the officers, but as to what Report said, this street's normality seems to pay them off, just fine. As the sirens fade from earshot, Linrov sighs in relief as Kasey and Deathwatch hop out of their trucks and look back with a nod.
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"At least your intel's solid. (looks around) Where's the bloody team, though?" ask Kasey as I turn my back towards the street and observe any hints for the team's position.
"We're supposed to be looking for a van, K." I answer as I start to sigh and ready my M4. "Alright... You and Deathwatch check the truck's contents. I'll look for the rendezvous team."
Hearing this, she nods in agreement and quickly turns to the assassin, hand-signaling him to conduct the inspection with her. As they leave me for a while and hear their voices faint, I proceed and keep my grip, tight.
Making my way to the front of the truck and into the street, I adjust my earpiece and get back on communications with the group leader.
"Any hints, Report?" I ask on radio as I walk towards the first van and look through the window with my helmet's flashlight.
