Dmitri nodded "You go ahead of me, since you can fly and I can't. I'll cloak and take the ground route"

The lab was soundproof, so no Western soldiers could hear them inside. But, the occupants couldn't hear outside, either. However, a security camera system had been rigged, and allowed them to see outside the room, into the base. All Eastern troops had been either killed, or had retreated. McCallister sent out a distress signal, and was now awaiting a response.

"Why do you think they attacked here?" a scientist asked.

"Dunno. This is a supply depot. Very important to cut off supplies, strategically." one of the others replied.

"Really? I think it's because of this lab. I mean, what we are researching here could turn the tide of this war." the first scientist said.

"Will you both shut up! It doesn't matter why they attacked. What's more important is our impending deaths!" McCallister shouted back at them.

"If your so sure we are going to die, why not just tell us what's going on down here?" Vasily asked them.

"Because, if we don't die, I don't want to get fired. Or worse!" McCallister fired right back.

"This stuff can't be THAT important. Just tell us." the America pressed.

"Ya know what? Fuck it. I don't care if I get fired. Besides, we are goin' to die anyway." one of the scientist relents. "What would you say if we discovered a substance that is completely bulletproof, but light as a cotton shirt? Not only bulletproof, but also fireproof, and completely insulated, so electronic weapons don't effect it."

"I'd say you were bullshittin' me." the American replied, bluntly.

Alexander was tired of having to wait for the battle to end. His patience worn down, he attempted to drag the suit along and back to the base.

Progress was slow, and he didn't get very far before his cloak powered down, and he became visible. He immediately became a prime target for an enemy sniper, who picked him off with a shot to the neck.

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Alexander was tired of having to wait for the battle to end. His patience worn down, he attempted to drag the suit along and back to the base.

Progress was slow, and he didn't get very far before his cloak powered down, and he became visible. He immediately became a prime target for an enemy sniper, who picked him off with a shot to the neck.

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Peter arrived at the enemy's frontline just in time for him to hear "Fall back, soldiers! Fall back!"

Not wanting to spill blood unnessecarily, Peter kept on running until he reached his own frontline, where he heard the exact same thing.

Tired, Peter ran back to base camp to rest.

Damien helped load up Chris into the heli. "You okay, mate?" He asked on the way back to base. "Real medical attention will be able to help you in a few minutes. just try and hold out buddy. I'm getting you out of here alive, no matter what."

Dmitri hopped off the roof onto a balcony and continued along that path till he was able to make a safe jump to the ground, he then headed back towards the base.

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Nikolia flew off towards Dmitri's position landing behind him. "Lets try to stick together, we don't want to be on are own during an ambush." he said confidently.

"This is Hydra speaking, Number 17s personal AI system. All western forces please report to the base camp, we are regrouping and rearming." Hydra sent the message to all western radios, Number 17 was a celebrity among the force and she was confident that the western troopers would recognize that name.

"Good point" Dmitri responded, drawing his beam sabre with his free hand

"Let's get going then, shall we?" Dmitri said, already resuming his course

"Absolutely" Nikolia calmly responded following close behind, leaving behind the battlefield.

"This stuff is incredible. Very flexible, almost indestructible, and pleasant to the touch." the researcher said.

"Where did it come from? I mean, it had to have come from somewhere." Vasily asked.

"That's the thing. We don't know. It was found inside a recently discovered tomb. It was covering the corpse. We found more of it inside a couple of clay pots. It's composition is almost, alien." the scientist tells them. "It bonds together well. It's base form is liquid, but it becomes solid when force is applied. It's incredible."

"That stuff would make the perfect armor." Vasily states, very obviously. "That is what the Westerners are here for."

"Huh, that's odd. They are all retreating." reports the soldier watching the camera relays. "They just cleared the entire base. They are just, gone."

"Well, I guess we can come out now." Vasily says.

"Not so fast. You know everything. You must be killed" McCallister says, reaching for a pistol.

Within a few minutes of sprinting through the shadows, Nikolia and Dmitri reached the outpost. It wasn't a high tech base with tons of high grade equipment like Nikolia had hoped, it was a desolate backwater outpost with standard gear lying around. A cheap wall made of concrete and rusted scrap metal greeted them as they entered along with a militia soldier holding an AK-74 and another holding a Uzi.

"This is the base?" Nikolia asked puzzled at the condition of the base.

"yes Number 17, it is a little out of shape but it does the job" One of the soldiers muttered.

Nikolia and Dmitri preceded inside where they saw a variety of large mini guns pointing upwards, very effective defensive's against air raids.

"Don't be stupid McCallister. We have better guns, and armor." Vasily said, drawing his .44.

"Oh, no. Your not letting the secrets of this facility out. You must die." McCallister said, raising his pistol. Vasily also raised his, but before either shot, one of the scientist cracked McCallister over the head with a microscope. McCallister fell like a sack of bricks.

"Sorry about that. Now just get out of here. You don't tell about us, we won't tell about you. Okay?" the scientist askes them.

"No problem. Command, this is Alpha-Romeo-3. The base is clear. Send a crew, and an evac." Vasily ordered on his radio.

Isaac's chopper flew over the horizon. He had no idea what was going on. His battallion had been late to arrive due to a communication error. He surveyed the scene when suddenly he heard a loud beeping from the cockpit. "IN COMING" the pilot yelled, but he was drowned out by the missle's explosion. The chopper spun and hit the ground hard.

Isaac awoke a few minutes, sitting in the reckage. There was a heavy peice of medal pinning him down, but he pushed it off. He climbed out of the destroyed chopper and looked his suit over. The visual feed from his optical implant told him that his suit was realatively undamaged and that his injories were minor. Isaac turned back to the chopper. It was smoking, half burried, and their was blood dripping from the cockpit. He had no idea what had became of the other passengers. He leaned over and dug his rifle out of the reck, and then turned and looked apon the battle field.

"Here we go" He said quietly.

After a few moments of concideration, Isaac decided his best choice of action would be to link up with command, espiecialy with the threat of anti-air in the area. He held his finger to his ear, activating the tiny radio system built into his stealth suit. "Command come in. This is Private Isaac Smith of the 501st battallion do you read over?" He heard nothing but static. "Command come in do you read over?" He said again. He heard more static. "Military equipement, some high quality gear right there." He said quietly, chuckling at his own joke.

"Well, looks like I'm on my own. Maybe I should pop smoke, and some other eastern troops might see me." He thought. He looked through the reck and quickly found a couple of smoke grenades. He pulled the pin and threw one in the reck. "Hopefully my guys see it first" He thought as he took a defensive position in the reck.

As the chopper flew, Vasily spotted a smoke signal on the ground. He signaled the pilot to slow down, and saw a man standing among the wreckage of a helicopter. Vasily signaled the pilot to bring them down. Vasily and the other two soldiers got out and moved to the man.

Isaac saw a chopper land nearby, and three men get out. Not knowing who they fought for, Isaac crouched down and aimed his rifle in their direction.

Dmitri nudged 17 "What do you say we find ourselves a place to relax and get some drinks?" He asked with a grin

Vasily ran out towards the wreckage. He saw the man draw his rifle, aiming it at the three men.

"Stand down, comrade. We are here to help!" Vasily shouted at the apparently shocked man.

Isaac heard the approaching troops call out to him. He looked out and saw their suits marked with the emblem of the east. He stood up and lowered his gun. "Am I glad to see you guys, I thought I would be spending the night out here." He said to them.

"Well, if we can avoid getting shot by the guys who blew you out of the sky, we won't have to." the American condemned. "Where did the shot come from?

Christopher woke up on a hospital bed, with a doctor standing above him.

"Thank goodness you're okay. I was starting to worry you would'nt make it."

"Well, doc, I'm still here to tell the tale." Christopher got up, amazed that he coullld still walk.

"That would be Damien's healing spray. If he hadn't gotten to you in time, who knows what wouldv'e happened. Now, come. I have something to show you."

"What is it?"

"A little something for you to test out while you recouperate."