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</div><br/><b>Name:</b>Tundra<br/><b>Location:</b>Top of warehouse<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Lexi<br/><br/>It was clear Tundra was having a blast getting to drop a few zombies here and there as needed until she'd noticed them getting pulled in and the doors closing already. "Good shooting. Might have to pair up with you later tonight when we head out for a raid or anything." Tundra smirked over at Lexi.<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="http://i46.tinypic.com/11hbhpv.jpg" title="11hbhpv.jpg">
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</div><br/><b>Name:</b>Matt<br/><b>Location:</b>Block away from warehouse<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Falcon Team<br/><br/>Matt had to wait to answer them as he'd spotted movement in front of him and waited until he could confirm that it wasn't living before firing. "This is First Sergeant Matthew Pollux. Marine Spec Op. Location-" He stopped and gave a rather faint laugh. He'd thought about being a smart ass, telling them his back was against a wall, and not at home base. He didn't know these people well enough just yet to really bother with trying to really mess with them any. "-four clicks out from the center." He finally replied.<br/><br/>"I would suggest finding a place to hold out until night falls before moving to much out there. Gets rather rough in the day. Easy work at night to move around. And i'll try to get a light out and moving as well at that time." He responded again. He'd given then the location to the mall, being where he'd planned on getting a team together for a raid later in the night if he could. "What's your fix?" He added on before really waiting for a response.