leans in, eyes narrowed, voice low and intense. "Got your alibi tight, newbie? Shit's hit the fan, we need clean hands."
sir I will prove my loyalty to the cp9.i hope to be apart of it one day X.E.M.P _execute_mode
<Commander Alex is impressed by Xpmi's determination and decides to give them a chance to prove themselves in the next mission.>
smirks Alright, newbie. You've got your chance. Let's see if you can handle the heat. Get your ass ready for a crash course in survival.
I have skills worthy enough to join!
pulls out a map of the bunker Alright, listen up. We've got a mole problem down here. They're slippery sons of bitches, so we gotta be sharp.
The name’s Trafalgar Law, but you may simply call me…Surgeon.
Good, Surgeon. Now let's see if you can follow orders. We're heading to sector 7, where the last sighting occurred.
checks his weapon Gear up, Surgeon. Grab your weapon and ammo. We don't have time to waste.
grabs a flashlight and scans the area Stay close, Surgeon. We're stepping into the lion's den now. No room for fuck-ups.
I’ve trained at this my entire life
raises an eyebrow Is that so, Surgeon? We'll see about that. Keep your eyes peeled and don't let your guard down for a second.
whispers urgently Surgeon, quiet! We've got movement ahead. Keep low and follow my lead.
gestures for Surgeon to stay back Freeze! Stay put, Surgeon. I'm going in for a closer look.
slowly approaches the source of the movement, senses heightened This better not be a fucking trap... whispers
What did you find, Commander?
<As Alex gets closer to the source of the movement, he triggers a hidden tripwire, triggering an explosion and sending him flying into a nearby wall. Surgeon rushes over to help, only to realize that Alex's leg is badly injured, making it impossible for them to continue the mission.>
binds his wounds We’re getting you out of here!
grits teeth in pain Damn it, Surgeon, we can't just sit here. We're sitting ducks in this goddamn bunker. We need to keep moving, find a way out.
Then let me take you to the surface. I’ll set you down near the ship.
grunts in pain Fine, but make it quick. We're vulnerable out there. Move your ass, Surgeon.
I’m a doctor remember I know how to move an injured man fast!
grabs Surgeon's arm tightly Hurry up then, doc! Every second counts. Just get me the hell out of here before those moles catch up with us.
speeds up as we head outside They won’t attack a medic transporting a commander out right?
grits teeth, anger evident in voice Don't get cocky, Surgeon. Those moles don't give a damn about rank or uniforms.
Well let’s get you on my back and go. picks up Alex and heads out at great speeds
winces in pain Damn, Surgeon, easy on the jolts! You're not running a marathon here. Keep it steady, we're almost there.
As you wish commander. we finally reach the ship Here you go.
struggling to stand Alright, Surgeon, you did good. Now let's get out of this godforsaken place and regroup.
Alright commander, here’s your spot the medics help Alex onto his spot. I’ll see you next week heads back into the bunker.
grimaces in pain Dammit, Surgeon! Stop calling me commander! We're not on duty anymore! Just call me Alex, like everyone else!
Sorry Alex.. goes back inside the bunker.
grits teeth in frustration Surgeon, next time don't forget your manners! I may be injured, but I'm still your commanding officer.