kidnapped and transformed RP

(Is it gonna be soon? It's been like 2 days now XD)
(Yeah, they just have to get the last couple subjects to the staging area and recover the information team.)

"Come on men, he's not worth it at this point!" Romanov yelled before he told his men to get the information they had and leave. Conners had killed 3 more of Romanov's men and wounded another, but he had hardly gotten a scratch. About three minutes later the commandos left with all the documents and USB drives they could carry. Then Romanov turned and yelled "Ohh, before I go, here's a little... parting gift for you. Courtesy of Dr. Naro Vindi!" "Wait, Vindi? You're working for HIM!?!" Conners yelled. He got no vocal response, only the sound of a small piece of metal klicking on the floor, a grunt, then hurried footsteps leaving the area. Before he could think about it, he heard two more klinks, then a small, dark-green, metal ball rolled on the floor about 2 feet in front of him. He immediately jumped up and tried to put as much distance between himself and the deadly bomb that was the "Pinnapple" flak grendade, but it was too little too late. He had made it about 4 feet before the grenade detonated, hurling deadly shrapnel in all directions and throwing Conners against the oppisite wall. What saved his life was the fact that he tried to dive behind one of the solid-bottomed tables before the blast, but the table was tossed through the air just like he was. His left leg, which he hadn't gotten behind the table yet, looked like something out of "Texas Chainsaw Masacre: 3D," though the rest of him had been saved from the shrapnel by the table. He was still hurt BAD and would certainly die soon if someone didn't come and: A, get the 400 pound table off his chest; and B, stem the bleeding from his mutilated leg.


10 minutes later, Romanov arrived back at the staging area with the information. "We're still waiting for one of our teams to get back before we can leave." he was told. "Call the trucks in now and load up what we have already. That'll save time when they get back." he ordered. 5 minutes after that, they began loading the prisoners into the cages in the holding trucks.
 
(Yeah, they just have to get the last couple subjects to the staging area and recover the information team.)

"Come on men, he's not worth it at this point!" Romanov yelled before he told his men to get the information they had and leave.  Conners had  killed 3 more of Romanov's men and wounded another, but he had hardly gotten a scratch.  About three minutes later the commandos left with all the documents and USB drives they could carry.  Then Romanov turned and yelled "Ohh, before I go, here's a little... parting gift for you.  Courtesy of Dr. Naro Vindi!"  "Wait, Vindi?  You're working for HIM!?!" Conners yelled.  He got no vocal response, only the sound of a small piece of metal klicking on the floor, a grunt, then hurried footsteps leaving the area.  Before he could think about it, he heard two more klinks, then a small, dark-green, metal ball rolled on the floor about 2 feet in front of him.  He immediately jumped up and tried to put as much distance between himself and the deadly bomb that was the "Pinnapple" flak grendade, but it was too little too late.  He had made it about 4 feet before the grenade detonated, hurling deadly shrapnel in all directions and throwing Conners against the oppisite wall.  What saved his life was the fact that he tried to dive behind one of the solid-bottomed tables before the blast, but the table was tossed through the air just like he was.  His left leg, which he hadn't gotten behind the table yet, looked like something out of "Texas Chainsaw Masacre: 3D," though the rest of him had been saved from the shrapnel by the table.  He was still hurt BAD and would certainly die soon if someone didn't come and: A, get the 400 pound table off his chest; and B, stem the bleeding from his mutilated leg.


10 minutes later, Romanov arrived back at the staging area with the information.  "We're still waiting for one of our teams to get back before we can leave." he was told.  "Call the trucks in now and load up what we have already.  That'll save time when they get back." he ordered.  5 minutes after that, they began loading the prisoners into the cages in the holding trucks.


Wintnet didnt like the idea of going into a cage and started blowing hot flames at anyone who came within 3 feet.
 

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