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STATE ZERO | Hired Guns

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"Have it your way..." Bento mutters.

Jacob turns to Rob Yount, taking a step back from the door before leveling his rifle toward it. "Yount, destroy that door," he ordered succintly.

When the door comes down, Jacob orders Paul Harris and Ignacio to remain outside and scan the horizon for threats. Apart from those two, Jacob leads the way to clear the tower.

"Stay in tight formation, check your corners. If you see movement, hold your fire and order them to get down. If they don't, or they shoot at you, fucking kill 'em. We don't know who's a friend and who's a foe right now."

With that, Jacob and his soldiers head up the tower to find out what in God's name is going on.
 
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Rob Yount lets out his magazine into the door, but the bullets are either stopped by the bulkhead door or the ricochet off.
 
Bento rolls his eyes and tells his mercenaries to search for another way into the observation tower. If nobody finds any, then all of them including Jacob himself will simply remain in cover by the door, preparing to interrogate whoever comes out. Come to think of it, this is a perfect bottleneck; Bento and his men could waste the whole crew easy if they all came down at once. Maybe it would come to that, maybe it wouldn't.
 
"What the hell..." Jacob asks as his men continue to survey the area. "We need a way into that fucking bridge, someone find one!" Bento shouted, before beginning to stomp on the bulkhead door. "Someone is trying to sabotage us!"
 
Your mercenaries can't manage to find any other entrance into the bridge aside from scaling up the tower, but the top of it is at an angle that any rappels wouldn't be able to find solid ground to work their way up. That is if you could even find anything to rappel upwards.
 
"Look in the cargo hold for a flare. We're sitting ducks out here and our best bet is flagging down the Sandy Springs naval militia. I don't know who shot who and who turned off the engines, but we're playing with the cards we've been dealt. If that flare attracts assailants instead of friendlies, if y'all find one, we'll just have to handle it. Look around for lifeboats, if we find any we'll just ditch this bullshit altogether. Others, keep an eye on the waters and the bridge door itself; that thing opens, we're going in." Jacob calls, trying to think on his feet despite the anxiety of being stranded on the ship. He repeatedly pounds on the bridge door, hoping to get someone's attention.
 
Rob Yount heads towards the cargo hold, but as he’s about to enter the door, a bullet nearly missed his head and lodges itself in the wood beside him. He rolls into cover before shouting to get your attention. He says that he thinks it came from the top of the observation tower.
 
Jacob orders for everybody to take cover and respond to the shooter at the top of the tower in kind, if not targeting him specifically then at least offering back a volley of fire to suppress him and make him think twice about shooting at them again. "Everyone else aboard this ship is now a hostile! If you see someone who isn't in the company, shoot first and ask questions later!"
 
After the potshot at Rob Yount, the shooter decides not to try his hand again. Your mercenaries keep their aim trained on the observation tower, though.
 
"Yount, try to get to the cargo hold again. Everyone else, keep popping off shots at that tower to cover him, clearly someone doesn't want us going in there," Jacob says, he himself squeezing off a round toward the shooter's location.
 
Rob Yount opens the door again, this time unchallenged. But it isn't long after he disappears into the depths of the cargo hold does a large plume of purple smoke start coming from the top of the observation tower.
 
Jacob calls for everybody to hold their fire and takes out his flip phone, one of the ones that he had looted off of the Boonton chemrunners and did a factory reset on. He had gotten Davidson's number from Yu, and decided to give her a call.
 
Jacob rings several more times, continuing to shuffle in cover.

"Harris, get ready with your launcher. If I say the word, you hit that tower. Got it?"
 
Paul Harris nods, and aims his grenade launcher at the tower. Your attempts to call Davidson's phone all end in the same result, no response.
 
Bento grumbles, before turning his attention to the bulkhead door yet again. He literally jumps up and down on the door, hoping to bend the metal in such a way that it would force an opening, or just collapse it altogether. "Keep an eye out! That smoke is gonna bring someone..."
 
You're unable to make the door move despite your best efforts. The smoke has fizzled out at this point, devolving into what's most resembled as a haze.
 
Jacob, seeing no other options, decides to just for now besiege the observation tower and continue scouring the ship for lifeboats and flares. "C'mon, pick this place apart for something we can use! We can't sit here forever!" Jacob calls. "Yount, start shooting open weapon crates. Maybe there's something in one of them we could use," he calls to Rob in the cargo hold.

Afterward, he speaks to Harris. "If another shot comes from that tower, shoot it. Be accurate - don't need you accidentally scuttling the ship."
 
Most of your mercenaries stay on the deck, looking out into the blue horizon in search of any possibly enemy vessels. Rob Yount takes Adrian Harper with him into the cargo hold to start cracking open gun cases and looking through the loot. "Most of it's just rifles, sir!" Rob hollers from the cargo hold, barely audible. The others work to find life rafts of some sort. An inflatable emergency life raft is found, but it can only fit six people.

Just as you're presented with the information about life raft, the humming of a motor bounces across the waves, and not too long after a boat appears on the horizon. "Bogey, 3 o'clock!" Flacko Gonzales shouts, pointing out in the northeast direction with four outstretched fingers. The boat is white with five men on it, one manning a mounted machine gun. As the helmsman turns on a wide arc, the gunner lets loose on the side of the ship. Matthew Yu gets hit in the shoulder by a large bullet. He slumps against the observation tower, holding his shoulder. Just as your men begin to duck for cover, a bullet pierces the hull of the ship and cuts straight through Daniel Mauro's liver.

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"Jesus christ, Matt!" Bento shouts, firing off several rounds at the ship that had appeared from the horizon. "Everyone, get down behind something solid! Someone get a shot on that gunner and end him!" Jacob calls before slinging his rifle over his shoulder and sprinting over to the wounded Yu. He crouches down; "You're fine, Matthew, it's a flesh wound," he promises him before pulling him up onto his shoulders and sprinting him into the cargo hold. "Someone get Mauro in here right now, and keep an eye on the observation tower!" Jacob calls before putting Yu down in the cargo room, putting pressure on his wound. "Matt, you good? Stay with me bud," He urges him as he looks around him for medical supplies in the cargo.
 
"J-just a flesh wound," Yu says. He's woozy from the loss of blood spurting out of his shoulder. Emil Rhynard drags a limp Daniel Mauro down the stairs and sets him up against a crate. Glancing around the cargo hold, you spot a white box with a large red cross on it. A lot of your mercenaries also head down into the cargo hold.
 
Jacob drags the box over next to Matthew and breaks it open by any means necessary. Rifling through the various medical supplies in the box, Jacob does everything he can to provide relief to Matt - he wasn't exactly a trained medic, but he knew the basics of helping someone who just got himself shot; his line of work required it.

"What are you gonna do, huddle in here like a bunch of pussies!? That gun will tear this ship apart and unless y'all feel like swimming to shore, we can't have that happen! Now fucking kill him!" Jacob shouts at the top of his lungs. "Emil, check Mauro's pulse - he still with us?"
 
You apply pressure onto Matthew's wound, trying to stop the bleeding. "Boss, the sailors are shooting at us from the guard tower. We had to find safety," Keith Atnip explains, shortly followed by Emil's report on Mauro's pulse, "He's still with us, cap, but he's unconscious."
 
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