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Overcast: Heyitsjiwon

James looked at the situation. These people did look like bandits, but these days... who didn't? For now the plan was simple, much like before with the zombies on the bridge. Each man would spread out and find some cover and be assigned a man to shoot and deal with if things went south. For now, James had a plan to set up a kill zone, and then have someone yell to order them to drop their guns or be shot since they were surrounded. If they didn't comply within 5 seconds, then the group would open fire on the gunmen. Thus, he assigned every one of his men a target to track and be responsible for, and put the plan into action.

If they did comply, then he would just send out 2 guys to secure and detain everyone while everyone else is on over watch for any trouble.
 
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Your militiamen advance and take cover behind rubble and a few abandoned cars, half-scrapped in a nearby parking lot, as well as a few in the streets. The armed survivors thankfully do not take notice of your crew's approach. When everybody has settled into their positions, Hogg pokes his head up from cover and yells out at the gang holding the small group of people hostage.
"Hey, assholes! Drop the guns, right now!"

It takes a moment for them to respond. They cease beating the man, and turn to look in the direction of the shout. One of them levels a heavy-caliber pistol at one of the hostages' heads.
"We're gonna fucking waste these-" Five seconds have passed. As per your orders, most of your survivors open fire in the middle of his speech, preventing any dialog exchange.

The top of Big Pistol Man's head is blown of by a .308 round, and his brains spill out onto the asphalt of the parking lot when his body hits the ground. A masked man standing close by opens fire with his shotgun at your survivors, but fails to hit anything due to your survivors remaining safely behind cover. The man is shot multiple times with Pauling's assault rifle and is blown onto the hood of an old car.

Two other bandits are shot and badly wounded, but manage to steady themselves and make it into the cover of the building across from the parking lot as a companion holds the door open for them, giving covering fire with a pistol. They leave one man behind in the parking lot, who appears to be wielding a carbine. He is shot dead by another one of your riflemen after a few moments of being pinned down.

The four hostages manage to flee, making it over to your lines before any of them can be killed in the crossfire. One of them has picked up the carbine from the dead bandits and has joined you in the firefight.


A bandit returns fire from one of the windows, wounding Jackson. Hauler crawls over to him to make sure he's in stable condition.

"They're cooped up in the damned building," Mailer says. "Should we go after them? Surround it?"






 
James muttered "Bastards." as he looked over at Jackson. He then said. "Surround the building! If they come out, then shoot them. Either they burn or they come out to get shot." He then looked at the survivors and said "I don't know any of you. But, listen to me, and I will promise that you will all live and get revenge on those mother fuckers." He then took out the fire bomb that he brought in case of an emergency. "You want revenge? One of you, take this and throw it in the building once we're all set up and covering all the potential exits. Either they burn to death or they get smoked out and get a face full of lead. I don't care who does it. Someone man up and volunteer. Get yourselves some redemption for yourselves and your friends."

He then called over Thorpe and said "Get Jackson back to the base, ASAP. Take one of the pick ups. Jennings! You help him." With those three out of the picture, it was now up to the remaining 7 militiamen, James, and their 4 new... "friends". Either way, in his mind, James believed that they needed to wrap this up quick before anyone or anything else showed up. Thus, he wasn't going to turn this into a long drawn out siege. He wanted swift decisive results even if the means were brutal.
 
Your militiamen continue to return fire as they spread out, surrounding the building. While he is moving to cover on another side of the building, Pikeman is suddenly shot and killed after several pistol shots ring out from one of the windows.

One of the rescued men steps forward, a grizzled man in his thirties.
"Fuck, okay, I'll do it," he proclaims, taking the bottle from you and turning his head to the building. A few of his companions protest, but he ignores them. "Give me cover," he says, pointing. "Shoot out the window when I get close so I can throw it in," he tells Harder, who nods and gets ready to use his carbine. Charging forward, the man weaves from cover to cover. A shot rings out, shattering the window and giving him some time to make his final approach. You see the man chuck the firebomb through the window, although he is mowed down by automatic fire as the bottle is flying through the air. Still, he ultimately succeeds, as a fiery blast is seen erupting within the building as several horrible screams are heard.

A few more gunshots ring out, and you hear Weatherby's voice on your walkie-talkie.
"They tried to make a run for it out the back door, but we got them. Two of them are still alive, we're comin' around to the front." Shortly afterward, you see Weatherby, Hauler and Pauling return, holding a man and a woman at gunpoint.
 
James looked at the two survivors from the fire. This was a bleak day. They lost more than they had to. Still, what was done was done, and with swift decision action. There was no time to waste. James said to the three "I want them questioned, find out what the hell was going on. Then have them bound, gagged, and eyes covered. We're going to have a long talk with them later when we get back. I want two of you to keep an eye on them. The rest of us are going to scavenge whatever guns, ammo and supplies we can find in the area and bug out." He then turned to the others who were about to get executed. "Well, as promised. You guys are alive and are free to go or join us, but what the hell was going on here? I think we at least deserve to know after this entire mess."
 

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