So there I was, in the Agrom fucker. As I approach it, in the middle of the night, scouting with binocs, I spot suspectingly little enemyies. Or any humans at all.
I approach the West gate, seeing supeciously lighted post, I recognize it as the army patrol. At that point, I know, that there wouldn't be any bantits at all, or anything else besides the army.
I jump on a tree, trying to get their heads over my cross in my scope, when I hear some chatter from left. After I saw a now-dead-solider the army patrol went patrolling.
I fast foward this story now to a point where I've dealt with duty patrol, am sitting up on the centre building roof and aiming furiously theough my scope, looking for army men.
So I walked around, looking for anything that moves, to make it stop moving.
I check my minimap, and I notice two things: A)there was a big red dot, right under me
B)My visiblility bar was rising.
I make the logical conclusion, jump away from the edge, so my visibility bar goes down, and scope over the ledge again, to find that dot.
I see a pair of legs. The dot appears to be sleeping! It can't see me, it's head ain't ever in the right spot!
Then visibility bar rises again, and I duck for cover.
I am tempting to yell "STOP LOOKING, YOU PERVERT". Moments later I look over the ledge, and start looking for the looker.
Then I see this:

Can you see it?
It's an Izlom, the fucker I've been (literally) Dying to meet!
I turn around, and visibility meter rises again.
I hit the deck. After meter ground zeroes, I stand up, and see it moving into a house. The very same one I'm standing ontop.
I quickly pull out my silenced ZM300000, and find the shadowest shadow.
I sit there, hearing some gibberish. After some time goes past and I don't hear gibberish I move towards the ledge again. But I move too close, and I fall down, sending some loud noises.
I duck my self into the nearby barrack, and see the owner of the pair of legs, whirling on ground, in pain. I pat him on his shoulder, stand up, pulling out my USPc, and doing what modern medicine should do sometimes: Mercy kill.
I move further inside the barrack when I hear some noises going "Omnomnomnomnom" I peek out from the window and what do I see: The fucker is eating dinner! Suddenly he stops eating and starts mumbling again. I realize: I've been spotted.
I find another shadow and duckrun into it. It's near the lockers, on a bedroll. Out of the blue, the Izlom storms in, running in the middle of barrack. Lucky of me, he didn't hear the sound of 5 bricks hitting the bedroll.
After some time he runs out from the house again. I sneak towards
the door and I see this:

The izlom is standing in the doorway.
I wait there, trying to breath as silent ass possible, as the izlom slowly backs up.
I put my head outside the door, seeing, that izlom goes behind the big building infront of me.
I quicly move into the command building and move to the roof, trying to snipe him down. Then it starts to rain heavily and I move inside the house. Sitting there, thinking what I should do, I hear the izlom gibberish and feel the weight of a brick in my pants.
I sit there, untill I feel it's time to either jump down from the roof(wich is stupid, since there's a pefectly good ladder there) or clean the house, SWAT style, motherfucker!
I take out my USP, hoping that 8 hydroshock rounds would be enough, I walk through the whole building, zigzag, seeing it izlom free. After I've done that, I've come to a decision. I will hunt down the fucking izlom and shoot it's pretty face up! I take out my FAMAs prototype(It's a good gun, tough you can empty a mag in just about 2 seconds) and turning out my nightvision, since it's dawn!
I walk around the headquarters, seeing no izlom, I walk around the big building, no izlom.
It's time to check the insides.
I enter the big building, and I gulp. It's dark. I turn on my flashlight. Only half of the room is lit.
I gulp and take steps foward, thinking how fucked I am, if Izlom is in a corner. After light hits the wall, I let out air in my lungs in relief. No izlom.
Now 2 more buildings to go!
I check them also, I even check the damn HQ, no izlom.
As I stand on the roof, wind blowing around me, I yell the words of hate, anger: "I'LL GET YOU YOU FUCKING IZLOM!"
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