Williams nodded at the man and decide to go for it. The mission was simple, circle around, keep an eye out of runaways and maybe even shoot them.
As he approached the waypoint, an artillery shell nearly took his head off.
-Guys, we've got a prooooblem! I'm taking heavy fire! Please advise!- Another blast erupted a few meters from him and he yelled towards the enemy's general direction -Bloody amateurs!
As the shots were strangely not hitting them, the men moved in closer, being lead by Vatman. Orders were coming in from the radio, but he didn't care. Not really. Those people most likely killed his friends in the past and they were aiming to do so again. Soon, he was in the effective range of his rifle and all he needed was a couple of seconds to ventilate someone's forehead. The relentless suppressive fire wasn't making it any easier.
-Fellas, you're in for a lot of pain! MOVE UP! Let's show those hoodlums how we do things in Sirius! HUSTLE UP!!
His chance for revenge was nearing in the form of an oversized boulder. Suitable cover for just enough time to take one life. But alas, the world "friendly" caught his attention over the radio. Will had something like a perception filter, he only heard the most crucial things...sometimes. Luckily, the statement was true and the shots ceased. The men approached the factory and Vatman had the urge to rip someone's trachea out, but he opted not to. After all, that's be somewhat bad for the mission. Instead, he just walked quietly,
avoided eye contact and rejoined Mario, tapping him twice on the shoulder to announce his presence. Even after Mario looked him, Will remained quiet and just gave him another nod.
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