Outpost 2: Black Sun Page #4

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But we're not sure.

-- And Team Beta?

A mild rash five hours back.

Too little for a real shot.

Previously a refusal.

-- Damn.

If both teams are off,

we see our options.

There is still time.

-- Without EMP to nothing.

We need to go.

-- This is my battlefield.

I decide on the deployment of nuclear

weapons. There is still time, we wait.

Clear?

No, it's not scary, nor stupid.

No academic qualifications, no place.

At which university they

learn to push ups? Acorns.

Come.

Come out of the way.

-- Where is my notebook?

Wait, my notebook.

Further down dip.

No ...

Let me go.

No ...

I have had you not done anything?

Nothing.

They are here.

That he injected him?

What did he do?

No idea.

Maybe he wanted him

just like they make.

Nazis are real bastards.

Without my notebook

I can not do anything.

Without the codes and symbols ...

-- Zeik not.

Without your balls

would you worse bleating.

But you've worked there for years.

-- Jae very long.

Therefore, I had just a notebook.

Write down everything, okay?

Dane this has taken time.

We must go faster.

With you, I need to talk.

What are you doing here?

-- Thanks for coming.

If you just bothers me ...

-- We must hurry.

Then manage it before the big bang.

-- Blast?

If it is not

within the prescribed time does ...

they assume that it fails

and they choose the latter option.

Seven tonnes up.

There are thousands of people live here.

And millions of people die

if we do not stop.

It should make us succeed.

To discuss what nobody.

Wait, now she suddenly last?

As a babysitter for Hansel and Gretel,

what madness.

Here it should be.

I had expected

that this printer would be.

They celebrate feast elsewhere.

-- Yes, whether it is a perfect trap.

The main entrance is in any case

the end of our career.

Set the safe side, find the

Rear entry, you have five minutes.

Do not forget:

I know the machine, not them.

I try something. Can not run.

-- And Klaus Listener?

With him, you must pay.

Until now, the child,

now it is intense.

If we strike

we do it as fast as possible.

The field is empty.

-- Nothing, not even a rabbit hole.

Carlisle left, right--Hall.

Abbott, we take the center with the

girls. Position your at the doors.

Keep going.

Continue.

What happened here?

-- Is not nut out.

Looking for cables, in this thickness.

That we should follow.

-- And then? Without EMP?

I must go to the command center.

-- Forward.

That's him.

Inside.

He should be here his sh*t.

Damn it.

-- He should be here.

The military intelligence

delivers again great work.

That is ...

This is Hunt's handwriting.

Check this out.

And Klaus Listener?

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