Hazeron
Arch-Magos
FactionGuerrilla
Vagabond Spectre
YarnDrawcia
Axcicos
Necessity4Fun
John nods at the former special forces operator. "My equipment will be here shortly." A second after the exchange, John's phone began to rang. He quickly put it to his ear, and answered with a curt "I'm here." A Spanish accented voice came from the other side. "I'm near the coordinates boss, just give me a signal." John nodded, and looked for a suitably open area. He turned toward's the General's front lawn, putting the phone under his armor and drawing his smoke grenade. He pulled the pin and tossed the grenade into the field with an underhand throw.
Quickly, purple smoke started pouring out of the grenade, seeming to attract the attention of what appeared to be just another police helicopter. As it drew closer, it was quickly revealed to be a military helicopter; more specifically, a UTH-66 Blackfoot. John stood there patiently, even as it moved in for a landing and the back blast started to hit him.
John nods at the former special forces operator. "My equipment will be here shortly." A second after the exchange, John's phone began to rang. He quickly put it to his ear, and answered with a curt "I'm here." A Spanish accented voice came from the other side. "I'm near the coordinates boss, just give me a signal." John nodded, and looked for a suitably open area. He turned toward's the General's front lawn, putting the phone under his armor and drawing his smoke grenade. He pulled the pin and tossed the grenade into the field with an underhand throw.
Quickly, purple smoke started pouring out of the grenade, seeming to attract the attention of what appeared to be just another police helicopter. As it drew closer, it was quickly revealed to be a military helicopter; more specifically, a UTH-66 Blackfoot. John stood there patiently, even as it moved in for a landing and the back blast started to hit him.