Warren quietly thought to himself as him and his gang headed towards Hope City, which was a nice town from what he had heard. He peered down at his radio as Tim messaged the plan of attack to them.<br/><br/>"Don't take any shit from any of them but don't kill them all either...we want captives and we want survivors so that we can come back and hit this place up for supplies again some time."<br/><br/>Warren nodded in agreeance as he turned his attention back to driving. From past raids, he learned that Dom usually parked his bus near the exits of towns, that way, it prevented anybody from escaping as well as serving a place for the raiders to fall back to. Warren would usually park his vehicle close to the armored bus because it provided good protection from enemy fire, which is important when you're operating on somebody. The town was growing in the distance and, just like the town, so was Warren's excitement. He had one hand on the wheel while he bit the nails on his other.<br/><br/>Warren watched as Dom's bus shook and jumped as he went over some rocks, sending a good amount of cigarette ashes everywhere. Warren let out a laugh while he was still biting his nails and shook his head. "Hey! Save it for the fresh meat you morons! Focus, we're almost there. Fucking amateurs..." Dom's voice came in over the radio. Warren couldn't help but laugh again, this time out loud, seeing as both of his hands were on the steering wheel.<br/><br/>After he had calmed down, he decided it would be best just to see what the others were going to do and act accordingly. The city was now about a mile away and they were closing in fast. Warren reached for his radio and spoke into it.<strong>"This is Keyes. I'm going to go ahead and standby when we get there."</strong>He said, fixating his gaze on the town.<strong>"I'll come around and fix up anyone who needs it, just let me know."</strong>He was about to put the radio down when he brought it back up again.<strong>"Oh, and a word to the wise."</strong>He smiled at the thought of what he was about to say.<strong>"Don't get killed."</strong><br/><br/>He laughed as he put the radio down, making the joke a lot funnier than it actually was. He quickly turned serious as they were practically in town. A man sat behind a motorcycle and, as Warren parked his truck, saw the young man fire upon another raider who quickly fell, clutching his leg in pain.<em>"I thought I said don't get killed."</em>Warren thought to himself as he quickly jumped out of the truck and went into the back to grab his first aid kit. He slung the bag around his shoulder and loaded his pistol.<strong>"Well here we go again."</strong>Warren said before running towards the fallen raider, making sure to take cover whenever he needed to.<br/><br/>Warren peered his head around the edge of his ambulance and waited for the gang to go on the offensive.<br/>