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Fumes of Smoke and Burning Flesh drifted among the sands. Their organization dwindled away as their leading dune-runner escort was among the shifting sand. Their occupants..to be expect as dead or were to be from their burning agony.

With the Runner Wreckage blocking their forward expansion and their only way out was to simply "Back Up." The Ambushers above the hills "Spammed," all their grenades down below and headed down the back expansion to cave the caravan in. The Survivors panicking as they would, quickly grabbed their rifles.

"Trying," to **** them as they rushed to aid towards their own survival. A few were quickly mowed down by the Ambushers and by "Sniper Support (Us)." A proper firefight was brought forth as scarce remaining opened fire. "We," immediately tuned our dune-runners to ignition and head off to the hills. Doing a litt 'dle slide at the back opening; providing cover for our fellows. We hopped into the backs, rotated the MG's, and fired away. Our companion headed back up to open fire above.

Needless to say, it was a quick clean-up.
Bodies scattered among the wreckage, only 2 caravan accomplices were left. Surrender 'd as they could, slowly walking towards our aimed weaponry. I scanned them for a quick second, 1 was an average African..very suited to be a slave ( :3 )..the other was "Crippled," from a few bullet wounds.


Let's finish the job..
A crippled wouldn't make any profit in the slave market anyway.

I pulled out my Bladed Side-Arm.





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