Syler's P.O.V
i'm sitting in the Crow's Nest (Round part at top of ship) of the jackdaw watching the sun set with sky (NOT LIKE THAT) but i hear this strange sound (Watch video now) shit i know that sound but-
my thoughts are cut off by the sound of it getting louder and the fact that i just got teleported.
-reverse time skip to when he's done teleporting-
3rd person P.O.V
in WWII a T: team of 5 men we're sent to an old Nazi asylum known as Verruct to find an american spy that had been discovered by group 935: these 5 men we're: TD: Tank Dempsey, JM: John Miller, JB: Jackson Briggs, AK: Ashton Kalls and SW: Sy Walker, their objective find and rescue Peter McCain, although this mission was never completed we assume the D: driver was responsible for the dissapearence of the 5 men sent to verruckt although this is not a fact mearly a theory, the driver has been locked up as a POW (Prisoner of War) and will be kept that way until we know where our men have gone.
Syler End Lox Walker
WWII
Nazi Germany, Verruct
Objective: Search and Rescue
Syler's P.O.V
i awake in an american WWII vehicle with a jump.
TD: you alright Sy?
i decide to roll with it since i know what is happening
JB: ya, you've seemed edgy ever since we got this mission.
SW: i'm fine Tank, but thanks for asking.
D: we're nearing the destination.
TD: alright let's go over the plan 1 more time. we enter the asylum from 2 areas Jackson, John and Ashton will enter at the east side of the building and will head north. Syler and I will enter from the same area but we will head South, if you find McCain throw a flashbang into the Fountain in the middle of the structure alright?
T: OU RAHH.
TD: ALRIGHT?
T: OU RAHH
TD: let's go get our guy back!
as we aproched the building i noticed a figure in the window and bump Tanks shoulder.
TD: ya Sy?
SW: top window 2nd from the east
TD: good eye, Syler let's check there first.
the vehicle stops and we exit.
we take 3 step and we hear the driver speed away screaming like he's about to die.
Tank turns around and starts yelling at him calling him a little girl.
he turns back around and starts talking to us.
TD: ok we get in we get our guy we get out. you got that?
T: HELL YA!
TD: Alright let's go!
We entered the building but as soon as we went our seperate ways a metal door shut behind us.
We all ran back to the door and looked at eachother through the window.
A germam was heard over the PA system.
G: Oh! Good day americans, i see you've come to rescue your little friend, yes? Well, your going to have quite a bit of difficulty achieving this task, for you see, he's not here!
S: WHAT!?!?!?
G: NEIN! Don't cut me off!
S: I'll cut off whoever the hell i want to cut off!
G: ohh! Hell, that's exactly where you be going!
JB: Wha- What the hell? There's, there's corpses comming out of the Ground! What the Hell?!?!
AK: Fuck! Shoot them!
The 3 of them were swarmed by the dead Nazis in seconds and were overrun.
TD: The Fuck?
SW: Just us?
TD: just us.
SW: You got my back?
TD: Always have, always will.
SW: Then let's fucking do this-
Massive amounts of dead Nazis ran at us as we fired our Thompsons.
SW: COME GET SOME YOU PIECES OF SHIT!!!!!!
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