[Delta Green] Operas and Avatars: Puppet Shows and Shadow Plays

"Hanging in. How long until backup shows?" Brown looks at the wound, wondering if anything is shattered; hopeful that it's not. When he's sick of doing that, he looks in the distance, hoping to see the dust raised by approaching jeeps, or maybe a helicopter.
 

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Andrews has his pistol in one hand trained on the back of the cave, an with the other, radio's the reservation, trying to get an ETA.
 

Sheriff Colorados reappears in about 15 minutes with canteens, two first aid kits, flares, two high powered flashlights, and some blankets. During that time nothing as stirred in the cave. Calling the reservation police HQ, they say that units are on the way and some police should be there in about 30 minutes.

The sun sets and soon you hear the sound of a helicopter in the distance.
 

Solomon thanks the Sherriff genuinely, and begins sterilizing the bullet wound (was there an exit wound, or is the bullet stil stuck in there?) and wrapping his shoulder, if appropriate. He puts his arm in a sling (more to remind him not to use it and further injure himself than anything else). He waits for the chopper to arrive before doing anything else.
 

"Alright, Sherrif," says Andrews, "grab a flare and let them know that we're here." Andrews puts a second flashlight on the cave floor, looking for any movement.
 

Soloman tends to his own wound with the help of the Sheriff. (Heal check 20+1=21!) The bullet with all the way through your shoulder.

Soon a helicopter is hovers over the trail by the cave. It's search light on you and the cave. You see 4 men rappel down a rope and come up to you. They are SWAT policemen in body armor and carrying automatic rifles. Also down the trail come a group of 5 reservation police and a doctor.

One of the SWAT members comes up to you. "I am Captain Danvers, Phoenix PD. What's the situation?"
 

"Agent Andrews, F.B.I.!" he shouts over the noise of the chopper, "Agent Brown and I were following a lead on the I-70 cases, and were directed here by Reservation PD when we came under fire. One Reservation Deputy is down, and my partner is wounded. We have a shooter with a high powered rifle in that cave, possibly three other civilians, disposition unknown." Andrews tries desperately to light two cigarettes once the SWAT members are trained on the cave. "We want him alive, Captain!", Andrews adds as he hands a lit cigarette to Brown, as they back away from the cave.
 

Soloman practically gravitates toward the cigarrette. "Thanks, Richard." He takes a drag, and looks in towards the men entering the cave. After a second or two he asks, "You think he's connected to all this, Andrews? Or is he some completely unrelated psycho? I guess we'll know more in a little while."
 

"You're welcome," says Andrews, "I'm guessing that smoking my brand is better than none at all, huh?" He looks back at to cave to see if the men are in position. "I don't know who's in that cave. And I don't know why they're shooting. Last I checked, this meeting was to get an expert opinion, no connection to what we're doing, right?" Andrews takes an extremely long drag from his cigarette, and strongly exhales saying, "This *CED*'s getting wierder all the time."
 

"Hell, Andrews, I'd smoke a Virginia Slim at this point, but I am glad this isn't one of those. Gonna quit one of these days. Maybe after my arm grows back." Solomon is still staring down into the mouth of the cave, after the men in body armor go in. He listens for the sounds of gunfire or other combat.
 

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