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Post by Noah on Apr 23, 2009 18:00:14 GMT -5
A loud yell of pain is heard from on the roof as the phosphorous grenades go off outside. A thump is heard of a body rolling down the stairs and hitting the wall. Noah walks in clutching at his eyes.
Noah stumbles into the room with smoking issuing from his clothes. He is temporarily blinded by the flash from the WP grenades, aspyxiated by their smoke and some of the flaming shrapnel has set his clothes on fire. He walks into the table and hits the floor.
"Who's the ass hole who used a goddam flash grenade? The goddam zeds are on fire now! Grenades don't work on those things, idiots. Shrapnel doesn't penetrate the head very well. And I can't see a my own fucking hand now!"
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