Bandit woke up early the next morning, awoken by a slight tapping on his shoulder. He slowly opened his eyes and took in his surroundings, wincing at the light that came through the blinds of his and Jäger's shared room. He looked toward the source of the tapping, only to find Jäger standing there with all his gear on, a smile made its way to his face when he saw Bandit awake. Jäger slowly stood up, making sure not to startle Bandit. He knew how the older was when he woke up, mostly paranoid due to having nightmares almost every night.
"Guten Morgen." Jäger purred at the half asleep Bandit laying in his bed, staring at the ceiling.
"Wie spät ist es?" Bandit questioned, sighing as he slowly rubbed his eyes.
"Es ist 5:40 Uhr." Jäger replied, after checking his phone. He stood in front of a mirror, checking over his Flying Ace outfit over and over, after finally slipping on his headgear. He snapped the goggles into place and turned around to look at Bandit, who was now sitting on the edge of his bed.
"It's too early for this shit. They really need to give us later operations." Bandit sighed, slowly standing up and stretching.
"Agreed." Jäger said simply, watching as Bandit walked over to his side of their shared walk in closet, shedding his bed wear. He grabbed his usual black and yellow hoodie, a black T-shirt, and a black pair of jeans.
"You really like black, I just realized that. " Jäger smiled, though it was concealed by his headgear.
"I have to look like a shadow." Bandit explained.
"But there is some color on your hoodie?" Jäger questioned.
"Well yes, but I can't look entirely like a shadow. Can't have friendlies shooting at me." Bandit further explained, looking directly into Jäger's goggles as he threw on the last of his outfit.
Bandit walked back into their closet and into the back, grabbing his bulletproof vest and his favorite pair of shoes. When he walked back out, Jäger was sitting down on their sofa, waiting patiently for his double.
"You look really weird in that outfit." Bandit pointed out, putting his shoes on and grabbing his vest.
"How so?" Jäger questioned, looking at Bandit with a smile as he put his bulletproof vest on and tightened it.
"Your uniform seems too formal, yet you're sitting there so casually." Bandit explained, giving Jäger a soft and genuine smile.
"I guess your right." Jäger stated, looking down at his own attire.
Bandit grabbed his balaclava and helmet, hastily putting them on so they could leave quickly.
"I like it though, it suits you better than your original." Bandit smiled wider, you could tell he was smiling like an idiot even though half his face was covered.
"Danke." Jäger replied softly, standing up and walking to the door.
"Bereit?" Jäger asked, turning around to see Bandit walking quietly toward him.
"Immer." Bandit purred, he put his hand to Jäger's face as he walked out, making the younger madly blush. He was thankful his face was covered at that moment.
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Jäger was laying on the ground, holding his gun tightly to his chest, his finger was on the trigger ready to shoot. He knew someone was going to walk in his room, he had placed an ADS a few seconds ago. He peaked the doorway just as a grenade flew in, his ADS caught it like usual. A white masked face peaked around the corner right in Jäger's scope. He knew at that moment, it was not a friendly and moved so he could shoot the man in the stomach. The man fell and hit the floor, clutching his newly formed hole in his gut and Jäger got up to inspect. He seemed to be the last terrorist and Jäger called Caveira over, like every other, she sat down on his legs while he lay on the ground on his stomach.
"You better well me." Cav whispered as she held the knife dangerously close to what Jäger knew as the jugular Vein. A vein that, if cut, will lead to a fast yet painful death. Approximately 5-15 seconds.
The terrorist gave in, told them both whatever they wanted to hear. Their base, their next plan, everything. Caveira slit his throat where the Jugular vein was and proceeded and sit crisscross on his back to wind the man. She had a sinister smile on her face and she took a notepad out of her breast pocket and wrote down what he told her. Just then Bandit walked in, covered in cuts and blood. He limped over to Jäger and leaned back into the corner, breathing heavily.
"Geht es dir gut, Dom?" Jäger asked his friend.
"Hilfe erhalten..." Bandit whispered as he slid down the wall.
Jäger panicked and yelled something in English to Caveira. Bandit could only guess he yelled to get help. This was their worst defense mission, there had never been so many terrorists and Bandit had about 5 on him. He had ran out of ammo in one of his mags and a terrorist took it upon himself to take a machete to Bandit's side. He ended killing the terrorist but he took a massive blow, though he followed through and killed all 5, he ended up too weak to make it the chopper alone.
||"Bleib bei mir Dominic!"||
||All of these are rough translations, please correct me if needed.||
||Guten Morgen - Goodmorning
||Wie spät ist es - what time is it?
||Es ist 5:40 Uhr.- it's 5:40 am
||Danke.- Thank you
||Bereit?- Ready?
||Immer.- Always.
||Geht es dir gut, Dom?- Are you alright, Dom?
||Hilfe erhalten...- Get help...
||Bleib bei mir Dominic!- Stay with me Dominic!
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The Dynamic German Duo || Bandit and Jäger
FanfictionMarius "Jäger" Streicher and Dominic "Bandit" Brinsmeier are the only German defenders in the Rainbow ops. They've worked together since they joined the Ops. They became inseperable as they grew older, their gadets seemed to work together just as we...
