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located in Neo Nagasaki, a part of The Multiverse, one of the many universes on RPG.

Neo Nagasaki

Nuclear wasteland as of the A.C. era.

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Seven men sat in the depths of the second van in the convoy to the warehouse. Most men might be silent, sick with nerves, and jittery as fuck, driving into a place where such letha sounds had just emitted, carried far and wide through the streets of the city, but the men of response team Romeo, subteams Alpha, Bravo, Charlie, and Delta, were battle-hardened and trained to the core.

"So, what if the guards are still in there somewhere? The lights're bound to be out, it'll be up to GPS to determine friend from foe, and guards aren't implanted with such a chip." This from the man who sat on the lefthand side of the rear of the van. He was speaking casually, as though discussing a new health plan (which was a joke. Soldier had its own medical facility, but in this unit, if you needed a hospital, it was almost guaranteed you'd be DOA), while double-checking his Desert Eagle Mark XIX.

"Pfft,"
replied the man sitting in the passenger seat. He turned around and flashed a grin they all knew, and all had worn at one time or another. The grin of a man who knows he's about to get his appetite for death filled in full. "Standard proceedure. Once we breach the building, we're going to announce ourselves, and that's their cue to escape. Beyond that... shoot anything that ain't us or Rain."

Low chuckles filled the van at his remark. Without warning from the driver, the van skidded to a stop next to the leader of the convoy. The two behidn them pulled up likewise, completely blocking the drive into the factory, parked behind four Humvees. The four men piled out of the back as the driver and passenger dropped behind the open armored doors. Oblivious to them -- they had learned to tune this particular sound out -- until they exited, the seventh man of each van had been firing since they entered the warehouse's drive. Firing on the Humvees. The four men that exited from each van's rear took cover behind it, awaiting the word that the Humvee gunners were down.