[D20 Modern] Stargate - Part I Recruitment - IC [PG-13]

[Nuke261]

Will Rogers World Airport Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003


"F@C$!!!!"

Unbelievable! Truly unreal! A massive firefight with people trying to kill her and the spoiled little brat takes her damn cat for a walk!

Durant fires off several shots in the direction of the attackers in an attempt to create his own supressive fire. He then runs off toward Lorelai's location. He knows she has no combat experience and no body armor. He is starting to wonder if she has ecperience with anything besides books and laptops.

"Nguyen, stay the hell down!"

 

[Nuke261]

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[Keia]

Will Rogers World Airport – Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

Jeremiah leaned back in the jeep to check on Dyson as he pressed the gas on the jeep. He knew that Dyson had been hit but wasn’t certain how severe the hit was – not that any bullet wound wasn’t severe. His attention quickly returned to his driving as the large grinding noise of metal on metal focused him on his task. Grayson negotiated the jeep around the jet (with some damage to both vehicles) and only hit one additional crate on his way through the hangar. A stray bullet pierced the metal of the jeep and buried itself in the drivers side door – inches from Jeremiah’s leg. Nevertheless, he managed the jeep to just outside the door. On the tarmac, Jeremiah saw several people moving around the tarmac – most with guns. Sixty feet away was a Lear jet with a Tangent Communications logo on it revving its engines, preparing for take-off.

Durant yelled several expletives and fired off a burst in the general direction of the attackers. As he moved to where Lorelai was, a bullet tore through Durant’s sweater – a near miss that only burned his skin (2 dmg) on its passing.

Lorelai darted to the side of the large hangar door, still outside but away from the gunplay within the hangar. Mere moments later Durant and Lt. Terrell appeared at her side. Krizzel complained of his somewhat rough treatment – at least to his mind .

“Come on, let’s get out of here!” Lt Stewart called out to Montoya as Stewart continued to lay down suppression fire to cover Montoya. His shots found two of the attackers moving toward Montoya striking both of them in the shoulder.

Montoya had accomplished his goal, drawing the attention of three of the five attackers. Two of the attackers cowered near the wall taking cover from Stewart’s attacks. The third attacker fired hitting the catwalk railing near Montoya. Montoya did note a sixth attacker who was not participating in the gunplay and was well hidden in the far corner of the catwalk.

OOC: Durant, Grayson, Montoya, Nguyen

 

[Keia]

Will Rogers World Airport – Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

Campbell hustled across the tarmac to where Lorelai had moved. By the time he arrived, Lt. Terrell and Durant had reached her as well. Glancing into the hangar reveals nothing but an open-backed jeep bursting into the sunlight from the darkness. Moments later Lt. Reed and Ilianov joined the happy group at the side of the hangar door.

Rylee, Lucas and Luther all noted that there wasn’t anything in the way of cover between the jet they were on and the hangar doors. Fisher was at the bottom of the steps, using the stair ramp for cover, with Fallon and Donovan peering through the open jet door. Suddenly a jeep burst forth from the darkness of the hangar . . .

OOC: Campbell, Donovan, Fisher, Fallon, Ilianov

 

[kid A]

Will Rogers World Airport Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

Once he, Reed and Campbell reached the hangar, he found that most of the others, with the exception of Montoya and Stewart, had already been grouped together. Whether this was deliberate or accidental was unclear, but so far things were turning out for the better, rather than for the worse.

The jeep that had passed them carried two men, one driver and one wounded. He had to assume, as it was heading toward the jet, and presented no visible threat, that they were friendlies.

The danger of the situation presented itself more clearly now, as the gunfire was no longer drowned out by the whining jets of the Lear jet. In addition, Durant seemed to have been hurt. At this sight, and despite Durant's presence, Andreev began barking orders. "Mr. Campbell, Lt. Terrell: please escort the doctor and the Commander back to the plane! Lt. Reed, help me get Sgt. Montoya and Lt. Stewart out of here!"

He glanced over to Durant... If he's mad, he can save it until we're safe on the jet. Right now, we have to get out of here.

He signalled for them to leave ASAP, and positioned himself on the edge of the door, trying to get a better view of the inside of the hangar...

 

[Jarval]

Will Rogers World Airport - Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

Lucas levels his rifle at the windshield of the approaching Jeep, holding his fire until he gets some view of the occupants.

"I'm hoping this isn't anyone wanting to shoot us." He calls up to Rylee. "On the other hand, it's best to be careful."

God, I hope they're all OK over in the hanger. We're going to have to get that cat a lead...

 

[Calim]

Jeremiah will continue onto the otherside of the jet to get out of the line of fire. Once accomplished he looks back to help Dyson get out of the jeep.

 

[Vardeman]

Will Rogers World Airport – Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

“Come on, let’s get out of here!” Lt Stewart called out to Montoya as Stewart continued to lay down suppression fire to cover Montoya. His shots found two of the attackers moving toward Montoya striking both of them in the shoulder.

Montoya had accomplished his goal, drawing the attention of three of the five attackers. Two of the attackers cowered near the wall taking cover from Stewart’s attacks. The third attacker fired hitting the catwalk railing near Montoya. Montoya did note a sixth attacker who was not participating in the gunplay and was well hidden in the far corner of the catwalk.

Montoya tried to get a good look at the sixth bad guy before snapping off a shot at the approaching gunmen and ducking back down the stairs. When about halfway down he jumped over the railing and rolled behind whatever cover he could find.

V

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Will Rogers World Airport - Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

The problem was, Jeremiah was still within line of fire. As he parked the Jeep, Rylee took careful aim. "I would suggest that you identify yourself, stranger." she called out to him. Perhaps it was lucky for him, Rylee was not using her usual 'shoot first, ask questions of the corpses' tactic.

 

[Nuke261]

Will Rogers World Airport - Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

Durant crashed into the ground next to Lorelai. His weapon hand was up and pointing in the direction of the fight the entire time. It was like a hidden guidline would not let it off of its course. "You and your fu@$ing cat are going to be the death of me!" He looked Lorelai over quickly. "Are you hit anywhere? Are you and Krizel alright?" Not seeing any wounds on her, Durant checks his own wound. It appears fairly light. He throws a look over his shoulder and sees most of the group has left the plane in an attempt to help. "Not a damn one of 'em can follow a simple order," he grumbles under his breathe. He fires at any enemy target that presents itself, although it seems hard to see into the hanger.

"Campbell! Terrell! Reed! Get Nguyen and her cat back onto our plane. Then one of you go get Grayson out of his jeep, make sure it's really him, tell him who we are and get him on the plane." Durant does not look at any of the people he is speaking to, he continues to observe the hanger opening, looking for muzzle flash, if nothing else.

"Andreev, my former commie friend, we are going to get Stewart and Montoya out of there." With that statement, Durant smiles an evil grin and directs it towards Andreev.