[ he is totally not grinning like a cocky bitch to himself as he leaves nate with that. totally not, why would anybody ever get that idea from.
either way he's slipping around the edges of the compound, avoiding patrols and lights, quick and quiet as he gets to where he needs to be. he slips inside a guard post, taking out the man on duty before he can turn around to see who had entered, smirking to himself as he looks around the small room of screens and microphones. knocking this place out seems to be a good way to knock out communication through the compound - perfect.
he reaches into his bag again, tugging out a few c4 charges this time. he sets them up carefully, keeping an eye out for anyone coming, and once they're armed and ready he slips out of the post and into a shadowy corner a safe distance away. the remote detonator is the next to come out, and his eyes stay on the post as he flips the cap up with his thumb and presses the button.
the fireworks go off beautifully and the compound springs into life, frenzied guards running everywhere, shouting at each other in their native language, trying to coordinate. it's pretty safe to say that's nate's cue. ]
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either way he's slipping around the edges of the compound, avoiding patrols and lights, quick and quiet as he gets to where he needs to be. he slips inside a guard post, taking out the man on duty before he can turn around to see who had entered, smirking to himself as he looks around the small room of screens and microphones. knocking this place out seems to be a good way to knock out communication through the compound - perfect.
he reaches into his bag again, tugging out a few c4 charges this time. he sets them up carefully, keeping an eye out for anyone coming, and once they're armed and ready he slips out of the post and into a shadowy corner a safe distance away. the remote detonator is the next to come out, and his eyes stay on the post as he flips the cap up with his thumb and presses the button.
the fireworks go off beautifully and the compound springs into life, frenzied guards running everywhere, shouting at each other in their native language, trying to coordinate. it's pretty safe to say that's nate's cue. ]