Sep 23, 2015
| PRESS SELECT | - [quietiisms]
Eyes squinted in the distance of the Afghanistan wilderness. Two guards patrolling, side by side. Attacking one would alert the other-- he needed them both out at the same time to move on.
“Quiet-- Man on the left. Fire on my signal.”
Venom crept his way towards the two guards from behind, his steps muffled by their chatter. Closer...closer...
He lurched forward grabbing the guard from behind. CQC on an unaware enemy sealed the man’s fate as he fruitlessly wriggled in Venom’s hold. In the shock, the guard stumbled as he turned to try and get a grasp on what was happening. His words would seal the other man’s fate as well.
“ --Fire. ”