She told him everything The Caretaker had been doing since she found out that his team and Doctor Wolfenstein's team were trapped inside The Brunker and explained what she knew to him.
They both looked each other in the eyes to take a moment to fully acknowledge how weird their lives had become, but oddly enough, they didn't mind it that much.
Knuckle Duster pops her massive cybernetic knuckles while smiling ( I think we are due for a good scrap don't you think Hellfighter, I say we give them hell after all you told me to do the same when I lost my arms)
She tossed him a duffle bag filled with Mark II gear and weapons. He caught the duffle bag and he asked her how she got Mark II gear; she replied ( when I broke through the wall of undead super soldiers ass clowns trapping you.
(There was this moment as I was doing what I do best having a good old scrap with someone undead, where an undead soldier in the horde tossed me this duffle bag before being killed by one of his own) she paused letting what she said settle in the suffocating and artificial air of the bunker before continuing the conversation
( The caretaker wasn't lying when she said this bunker was acting more fuck up than usual when the sexy boss lady sent me here to rescue your asses, but still,l, I have never heard of a bunker acting fight against itself while under attack or helping outsiders.)
( Whatever you and your people did, change that fact; be ready because The Hive Mind won't forget that fact the next time we battle it, not for a long shot.)
(Bullocks when did this shit get so complicated ) she places both her hands on her hips as The Soldier gets dressed.
He recognized The Mark ll SN-42 Body Armor from The Great Wars history books his dad made him read as a child, but the body armor was heavily modified to have reinforced Titanium plates alongside super dense kevlar underneath the titanium plates.
His new shotgun was a Mark II Trench Shotgun with a drum mag & an auto trench bayonet attachment not to mention the gun was made of special rust-resistant titanium alloy.
Needless to say, he was more than prepared, but then he saw something in the bag that made him stop in his tracks: a custom-made Mark ll Auto Trench Sword.
He brandished the Auto trench sword in the rust and rot-filled air, marveling at its design and craftsmanship; he pulled the string attached to the auto treach sword's engine, making the weapon roar to life but only that also turning the teeth of the auto sword, scorching burning red.
He did some practice swings before noticing The weapon had an electric magnet holster attached to the weapon. By simply placing it on his back and pressing the button on its side. His metal body armor snapped on the weapon just with a click. Knuckle Duster gave him a thumbs up and tossed him a dark blue beret with The Harlem Hellfighters symbol.
At first, he refused the beret for not feeling worthy enough to arrogantly brandish the symbol of his ancestors once again. Especially with the test of his character while trapping his mind, he felt as if he had failed his ancestors and his yellow-belly point of view would get his team killed.
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The Horrors Of The Bunker
Science FictionThe Bunker calls To Hopeful Fools & The Desperate but this time a band of mercenaries answers The Bunker calls Will, they survive the bunker horrors or become nothing more than meat for the slaught house and horrors that call the bunker home