<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">Angel listned to the wild fire as the man actually did what he asked, soon the rebels had been shot, and walked up to to be shot once again, Realizing It was finally safe to stand, he slipped out of the cover of the broken stones shielding him from the bullets, only to be pulled up by his other arm and getting told not to "Make so much noise." His eyes darted to the Russian man, tilting his head, he flashed him an akward smile, completley unfitting for the situation "Well, I guess I owe you my life, and a thank you." But ofcorse, an Instant afterwards he snatched away his arm from the russian's grip, and pointed the UZI straight at his face. "But I regret to Inform you that there Isnt enough time. Get your ass walking, about 30 meters to the left. Im taking you back to base...If you can call that a base." <br/>
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Angel poked the man In the forhead with the tip of his UZI, edging him to move forward as his arm still bled, yet somehow he managed to lift It just enough to queue Into the radio "Angel reporting." He said In abit of a rushed tone. "The yard rebels are clear, we should give a big thank you to Mr.Soviet here, Im heading back to base with a present, expect new company." And with that he queued out, his arm had given In to pain but his face was still straight, his UZI's gunpoint never leaving the back of the Russian's head.<br/>
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"And by the way." He talked facing the man, making sure he queued out of radio "It wasnt me with all that noise, Like hell I'd be screaming so loud approaching a stealth and assasinate objective, regardless, It was too late to be a Ninja, just keep your ass moving, we're going to run Into some shit again soon, you better pray you die here cause I dont think whats coming Is gonna be any prettier than this." Angel was honestly abit pissed he was "Outshined" and shot, but he was at fault regardless, heading back to base he sighed, picking up his pace, there was a sniper around here after all.</span>