Roblox: Blood and Sweat {Read Desc.}

Forward!

I went in. Bullets flying everywhere. I couldn't see anything there, but I ran anyway.

I slid behind cover, while Sand was shouting: Cover me! So that's what I did. I fired all 51 bullets in my magazine. He slid right next to me, behind a concrete barrier. We both peak over the barrier.

Sand: *Whispering* So what are we going to do?

Lemon: *Whispering* Well, first we need to find the weaknesses of their defenses.

I looked around. There were soldiers patrolling everywhere. A few soldiers were staring in our direction, obviously watching the barrier. They slowly walk away after about five minutes, still wary of us.

I looked at my ammo reserves. I was running low on ammo from covering Sand.

Lemon: Hey Sand!

Sand: Yeah?

Lemon: Do you have any more 9mm ammunition?

Sand: No. In fact, I only have two mags left in my reserves.

I go back to looking around, feeling bummed. Looking around, I noticed there was a gap in the wall the Ghosts were building. (Ghouls are the spec ops for the Phantom army)

I tapped Sand's shoulder. "Hey Sand?"

Sand: *Nods* I'm listening.

I pointed to the hole in the wall. "You see that?"

Sand looks to where I was pointing.

Sand: *Calculating*

Lemon: Sand?

Sand: *Still calculating*

Lemon: Sand!

Sand: *Still calculating*

Sand: SAND!

My shout got a few soldier's attention. They started shouting while we were bickering.

Sand: Nice job, dumbass. You got us into this mess, fix it.

Lemon: Hey! I wasn't the one not responding to questions!

Sand and I were whisper screaming back and forth, not noticing the soldier sneaking up to the screaming soldiers, quietly dispatching them.

???: Hey, idiots.

Sand/Lemon: *Sound redacted due to insane screeching*

Wally: Whoa! You guys sure could scream loudly!

Sand: Oh. Hey Wally.

Lemon: Yo.

Wally: Luckily I was close enough to hear them screaming, before anyone came here. *Looks around* Follow me. Our position has been compromised.

Sand and I crouched, following Wally.

Wally: *To walkie talkie* I have Sand and Lemon with me. Execute extraction.

Sand: Hey Wally?

Wally: Hm?

Sand points to the extraction point.

Sand: Don't you see those Ghosts, there?

Wally curses under his breath.

Wally: We have to take them all out without attracting any attention.

Sand: That's going to be hard. I ran out of ammo for my main, and- oof! Hey! What was that for!

Lemon: You're lying! You TOLD me that you still had two mags for your gun!

Sand: Okay, but I don't have a suppressor for it.

Wally: That's a good point.

???: *On walkie talkie* Skrrk Aren't you guys forgetting something? Skrrt

Wally: Oh yeah! *Facepalm*

???: Yeah. You know. The Supply Crate.

Sand: What are we going to do?

Wally: We'll see.

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This interruption is brought to you by a screaming goat.

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Lemon: Okay, but how are we going to pull it off?

Wally: We'll have to kill them first.

He points to a patrol.

Wally: Does anyone have any more ammo?

Sand and I both shake our heads.

Wally: Shi--Dang it. Do you guys have anything else?

Sand pats himself down.

Sand: I have two grenades and a few pieces of C4 left from our last mission.

Lemon: Wait, when did you guys go on a mission?

Wally and Sand look at each other.

Wally kicks Sand in the shin.

Wally: Nothing.

Sand: Yea- Ow!- Yeah. Nothing.

Lemon: Ok-Okay...

I pat myself down. I felt something in a pack. I pulled it out.

Lemon: Huh. Throwing axes. Since when did I pack those?

I felt around some more, and felt one more item. I pulled it out and looked at it.

Lemon: Huh. An Obrez. I was never good at snipers, but I'll try it.

I handed Wally and Sand each two axes. One to throw and one to BRUTALLY SMASH AND MURDER THE ENEMIES.

Okay, sorry. {Sorry, will you guys shut up?! I'm trying to tell a story here!}

*Ahem* Sorry about that. As I was saying, I handed two axes to Wally and Sand.

This is an Obrez. V

I looked around. I saw the patrol that Wally pointed out. I was about signal Wally and Sand to throw the axes. When I looked at the weapon I had. It had no suppressor. Why didn't the person who packed this in my rig not put a suppressor? {Yeah, I know it would be more expensive! I don't care!}

I looked around. There was a broken car nearby. Maybe that would work... Yeah I think it would. I looked inside.

Bingo!

I reached inside. I felt around. I felt what I was going to use. I pulled it out. An oil filter. Hopefully that will work. I screwed it on. I fired a bullet. Silent. Perfect. I got back into place.

We did the plan, got the crate, and went to the extraction point.

I am currently on the helicopter, recording this. Hopefully I can get home without any more complications. Wally had a panic attack on the way out, and Sand and I had to calm him down.