Squad Graphic の小説・ストーリー

"Squad B, eastern stairs! Go!" Squad B was a twelve-man crew with suppressed rifles. Instead of moving, the squad leader stopped dead, lowered his barrel, and stared at Taro through his night-vision goggles. "Did you hear me?!" Taro shouted over the gunfire. "Take the stairs!" The squad leader didn't answer. He turned his back on Taro, waved a lazy hand to his men, and marched his entire crew toward the rear exit, walking straight away from the fight. "Hey!" Taro's blood went hot in his chest. "Where the hell do you think you're going? Get back in line!"

“I might have heard that rumor, sir. But honestly, with Cyra and I taking over two packs and needing to combine them into one, C-Squad is a better fit for me.” He nods. “You do realize that C-Squad isn’t a weak squad, right? Just because the work that they do isn’t as intense as the work that Alpha and Beta squads do, that doesn’t mean that you don’t still have to maintain a higher level of fighting knowledge. There’s a reason we don’t allow pregnant she-wolves on any squad. The possibility of a fight is always there. It’s less in C-Squad, but it’s still a possibility when you’re arresting people who disagree with being caught.”

She's everyone's friend and the gifts to every household are so specific and detailed such that one would think she sent them but Madam Crystal isn't all that ‘kind’, as Gabriella would always defend. The designs are ready for this year's festival and so are the people: ready. Ready to stake all night and wait up with their cup of coffee and ‘midnight oil’ to identify the sponsor. The pre-festival night camp is a ritual done by some people who are interested in discovering and uncovering the mysterious person or people who bring in the food truck and set up a ‘for free’ canopy where specific gifts are left for families. Hailey is one of them and if Hailey is there, the squad isn't complete i

No, Squad Artemis, would be perfect for this mission," I instructed. Squad Artemis fowl were known as the third best squad among the five squad in the Angels. Squads where assigned ranks according to number of successful missions and missions they accept. Among that squad there is a hero, when I look at Squad Artemis fowl I feel glad. They might not be the best squad out there but they are the few squads that know the meaning of teamwork. They know the meaning of self-sacrifice and they have a strong bond within each other.

“Good. Make sure to monitor the rest of the island and to look for any suspicious activity. Squad 1-A will be joining you from now on.” The four of us flinched, hearing the name of our squad. I looked at Gabriella and they were already staring at us. She didn’t look scary or intimidating, but she had this cold stare that looks like she doesn’t want us. “I’m Red Quinscity, leader of the squad. Pleased to meet you,” I introduced and extended my hand.

¤ Poor Grade (>60 && <70) - Team that has above 60 Points and below 70 Points. ¤ Fail Grade (<50) - Team that has below 50 Points. [ Rank 1 ] - Squad-5 (Overall Points - 92) [Leader : Lin Fang ] [ Rank 2 ] - Squad-4 (Overall Grade - 91) [Leader : Regina Kain ] [ Rank 3 ] - Squad-9 (Overall Grade - 86) [Leader : Edward Graham ] [ Rank 4 ] - Squad-1 (Overall Points - 79) [Leader : Seth Rogers ]

Jake smugly announced. “Fuck shit! This is so hard; I’m fucking cumming for you Jake! Oh God, this is going to be a big one!” And it was. Both of them combined their juices inside one another and moaned piercingly loudly. But Jake wasn’t done yet. He wanted to lap it all up. “Now you hot bitch, you keep cumming for me, so I can taste your sweet slit juices!” “Oh shut up you two!” Zack unexpectedly shouted “You’re worse than a p**n movie!”

A coin - sized tattoo was printed on the skin. A circle of dark thorn patterns. Vivienne threw the blood - stained document cover back onto the seat. “It's the same as on the document.” The assistant stretched his head to look at the tattoo. His Adam's apple bobbed once. “The mark of the death squads of the Presidium...” The assistant turned his head forward. “They're starting a full - scale war.” Alexander casually threw the Desert Eagle into the storage compartment on the side of the door panel. The metal clanged against the plastic.

Enzo was in front of CE1, and all the men, in hierarchies, behind him, waiting for the arrival of the leaders, and an inspiring speech, perhaps from Micky. The first to leave the packhouse were the 5 specials. The 5, men and women, dressed the same as soldiers, but on the left sleeve each one had the symbol of their power. Reed had a shiny gold circle, which represented the portals, Elena had a T inside a gold circle, representing the truth, Grace had a caduceus inside a gold circle, representing the cure, Logan had a circle, inside another gold circle, representing the space, and Alexia, had 4 small circles, one red, one green, one blue and one white, which represented fire, earth, water an

(Agent Hailmer @ 03) A full Squad of 4 A.C.I.A agents were sitting inside the house living space, and all of them were gearing up for the assault it was clear from their speech that they clearly despise the people that they were aiming at, after all, all of the Squads member were all non-human race, Agent Spider is the Squads Technology specialist, recording and hearing all the conversations, he is also an Oni Race, Agent Romeo is a Minotaur Demi-Human which is also the assault leader and also a Shield Knight of the Squad. Agent Hailmer is the medic of the squad which is also a Healer Mage, and the proud and devoted priest of the Aeternum Cathedral of Faith.