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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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MacArthur couldn't get a clear head count of the enemies, but he did notice a man fatally wounded in one of the 50 cal gunner positions on top of a van. He immediately knew what his prerogative was, and sought to make an impression on the enemy forces. Between MacArthur and his known enemies stood a few things of importance. Just a few yards ahead of MacArthur's position inside the warehouse were the two holes Team B was dug in to along with M249er from Team A. Around 50 yards ahead of them were the line of Humvees they had ridden in on, and some short distance away were the Vans. This situation made things seem a bit easier for MacArthur and his team.

Again the total four surviving grenadiers of his squad were ordered through quick shouts and points to ready their 203s. But this time, in addition to the grenadiers another rifle carrying unit would pull the pin on a grenade and start counting the seconds. The M249s again would offer a barrage of suppressing fire toward the vans making it dangerous for them to move. As the M249s lit the night air with their heated flashy bullets, three of the four grenadiers would fire at the vans. The fourth one with the best angle from within the warehouse wold fire upon the closest Humvee to the vans to make it appear as if it were a poorly aimed shot. While the other three M203s were geared to kill the gunners or make the 50 cals inoperable, the hidden meaning behind the fourth was to puncture a significant hole in the armor plating on the Humvees. Thanks to the mere light armor plating on the vehicles, nearly the whole side had been blown off of the Humvee.

Just as the M203s had been fired, the rifleman with the hand grenade lobbed it over the long distance toward the nearly half destroyed Humvee. The Humvees were equipped with RPG launchers, and each of these Humvees stored additional ammo under the metal casings of the seats. A combination of the 203 and the grenade would be more than enough to rip into the mild armor of the vehicle casings, causing a chain reaction with the stored explosives and fuel. The resulting explosion would pass on to the neighboring Humvee, causing yet another explosion that would continue down the line in succession.

As the explosions repeated time and time again, the soldiers hid low in their small cramped gopher holes to shield themselves from the mass of flying shrapnel. All that remained were the flaming chassis of each Humvee that brought some light around the area where the enemies were, making it easier to see any survivors. Once the flying shrapnel had found a solid home, the rifleman pulled themselves over the rim of their holes to fire around the tires and underneath the vans to clip any fallen enemies and ensure their death. Meanwhile, the M249 gunners reloaded their weapons. The next step, in their eyes, was victory.

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Giovanni Medici was sitting at a table on his outdoor balcony from his own Chamber. A British butler was serving him a brief snack of assorted fruits and Indian Chaii - direct import of course - just as the explosions had gone off in the distance. The sound seemed light from their distance, but the bright light in a dark city was definitely noticeable. Giovanni smiled in awe as if he were staring at a piece of artwork. It wasn't so much about the show, but more about gazing down at his little ants quarreling because of his whim. It was this kind of power that made his pains of living in homes below his standards worth while.