Snippet #1650367

Jace

The Hummer was black, and though most would be able to tell from just looking at it, was worth more than most people made their entire lives. It's windows wern't glass, but a special plastic compound, three inches thick...they could stop a .50 Cal round. Tinted on the outside, they acted as a two-way mirror, allowing the occupants to see outside clearly. Within the hood was a beast on an engine, taken from an Abrams tank and re-fitted for the chassis. Armored frame and bumper kept the vehicle going no matter what got in it's path, with special 'pop-proof' tires, the Army had developed but found to expensive to use, it could go litteraly anywhere.

And it was sitting at a corner stop sign.

Within the confines of the cab was a single man, dressed in night camo gear; black, grey and white digi-camo print uniform, wearing a black skull cap low over his ears. Sitting on the seat beside him was his baby, a specialy customized G36C, loaded with his own blend of Anti-Freak rounds. Pure silver, from the melted and blessed cross of a genuine Vatican cross. With an explosive core, laden with beads of pure thermite. A single round would impact, explode..and ignite the thermite beads...incinerating whatever was unfortunate enough to be hit.

A jaw cracking yawn split his features, as he rolled around the corner, heading down the road. It was about two blocks over, and down one street that his contact had located a nest of the leeches. They were his target. In the back seat was a ruck sack filled with his gear; ammo, med-kit, thermal grenades...he also had a seperate case filled with enough C-4 to level a large building. Tonight was going to get loud.