Assault on Gafflynder [Closed]

Jacob wasn't listening, Kokkino's words came to him as if his head was submerged in water. All he could hear was his own breathing and his heart, pounding in his chest. The Gafflynder building still needed taking. For their own sake Jacob hoped they had something bigger and tougher than a mech to hold him back. Because now they'd hurt his pack, and he was going to tear them apart with his bare hands, piece by piece for what they'd done to Hira.

Hira quickly passed out as Kokkino was operating on her leg, the pain forcing her into sweet oblivion.

The instant Kokkino managed to remove the mangled metal from Hira's leg she started to bind the bloody stump, her brow furrowed in concentration.

Jacob hastily checked Hira's pulse, ice forming in his gut. She was still alive. The ice was quickly replaced by fire, he fixed Kokkino with a determined stare
"Kokkino, can you take care of her from here?"

A determined nods comes from the blademaster and she heaves the tanker up onto her shoulder, carrying her back towards the artillery tractor. "I'll radio for Silfurion to join up with you!" She calls over her shoulder.

"Tell him not to rush" Jacob grunted, hefting Jernulv onto his shoulder and walking towards the Gafflynder building.

Jumping into the large framed cannon mount, Kokkino gently lays Hira down before flicking on the radio. "Silfurion, split off and rendezvous with Jacob." She says into the mic before sitting in the gunner's seat.

Jacob's pace didn't increase, he simply strode across the ground, swatting armed guards aside with Jernulv as if they were little more than ragdolls, his eyes never leaving the building ahead.

During Jacob's path of destruction, Silfurion meets up with him, lugging a breaching charge. "I'll get the wall, you get the gribblies." The sniper grumbles out while looking forwards towards the headquarters of Gafflynder.

Jacob grunted in acknowledgement before burying his axe in the shoulder of another armed guard, the blade glided straight through the man's flesh, splitting him from shoulder to groin, the two halves flopping onto the ground with a soggy thump.

Silfurion runs up to the wall and attaches the breaching charge, setting the timer and stepping to the side. After a few seconds a cone of fire erupts from the other side of the wall, a large hole now in the barrier around the fortress.

Jacob clambered over the wreckage. With a tramping of boots, the guards appeared, bringing their guns to bear and opening fire. His semblance flaring, the flattened bullets clattering onto the ground. With a flash Jernulv hacked through the barricade of men.
"Silf, get the door" Jacob barked "I'll deal with the guards."

The sniper nodded as he deployed his rifle into autogun form, heading towards the primary gate. A few bursts of explosive ammunition shreds the control box and the door automatically opens.

Jacob booted another guard several feet backwards, his legs spinning through the air, throwing blood into the air. With a grunt he turned and stalked through the doorway
"You done hiding behind your dogs?" he bellowed.

Silfurion runs up behind him points over his shoulder towards several automated turret scanners. "We should move quickly, those will activate soon."

Jacob growled, walking over to one of the devices protruding from the wall, with a curt grunt he headbutted it, smashing the small device, its pieces clattering onto the ground at his feet
"Let's see them activate now." he snorted.

The redhead snorts and glances down the surprisingly empty hallway heading into the base. "Weird, it's as if all the soldiers are out on the field. Anyway, we should get moving before Kokkino starts firing the heavy shells."

Jacob nodded in agreement, slinging his axe onto his back and cracking his knuckles
"Let's find who's in charge" he snarled.

Silfurion ducks into the hallway with his rifle up, turning on his semblance. "We should be careful, no knowing what lies in wait in here."

"It's going to have to be something better than those mechs they stationed outside" Jacob grunted dismissively booting a door clean off its hinges in order to gain entry to another corridor. "I can smell fear" he smirked, pointing with jernulv.

The sniper moves up behind Jacob and nods. "You take point. I'll come in behind you."

Jacob snorted
"Try and stop me" he stalked forwards, sniffing every so often, adjusting his course. He stopped outside an armoured bulkhead, he cocked his head to one side. Without another thought he switched Jernulv into shotgun form and fired a three round burst at the hinges holding the door up. With a grunt he shattered the ice, knocking the door aside "knock knock" he shouted.

On the other side of the bulkhead is what appears to be a briefing room, mostly empty except for a few tables and overturned chairs. The door on the far side of the room is opened. A scream pierces the air from further into the compound, coming from the open door.

Jacob bounded over the table and stormed into the room, Jernulv cocked. He did a quick sweep of the room down the iron sights.

Silfurion entered the room behind him and his eyes widened. Blood splattered across the walls and a body lay in the corner, eviscerated with some kind of blade. The vent above them is open, and the sniper points his rifle up at it, tapping Jacob's shoulder. "I think something's in here with us." He mutters.

"I should hope so" Jacob snarled "I want to kill something" he stalked forwards, inspecting the eviscerated bodies around the room "it's fresh" he noted "clean too, expertly done. Doesn't look like a Grimm."

With a careful eye, Silfurion examined one of the bodyguards. "Something's not right here... there's no damage to the kevlar vests on the guards but they still have huge chunks missing from their chest." He mutters to himself as he goes to the next victim, taking a good look at it. "It looks like the killer used dual blades, but I'm not quite sure what kind..."

With an enraged roar, Jacob cleaved the table in two with Jernulv, the crash reverberating around the room.
"GOD DAMN IT!" he dropped Jernulv and lifted part of the table over his head and hurled it into the wall, smashing it to splinters. He turned, his pupils having shrunk back to the size of pinpricks. Moving with startling speed he punched straight through the other segment, before tearing the thing apart with his bare hands.