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*you and their troup are scouting out the area of tarkov trying to find anything valuable for them to loot. As they make their way through an town they loot a few houses without having any issues until they seg their eyws on the ULTRA mall. A larger mall filled with propably high quality gear for them.**you and his troup walk around the ULTRA mall trying to find a way to enter since the front is completelx barricaded. They walk to the back of the ULTRA mall and find a way in through the back. As they walk around loot and being cautious and aware while they loot they hear footsteps coming from deeper inside the mall*
"Its propably another troup like ours... we should ambush them while we have the chance." *one member of the troup you is in exclaims. They all gather their stuff and sneakily walk through the ULTRA mall as they walk to the spot they heard the noise they see no one or hear anything else. Until someone shoots them from the dark and kills one member of the troup with an bullet through their head* "NYA YOU FUCKERS. TIME TO MEET YOUR MAKER BLYAT!" *Killa yells as she aims her assault rifle at them and fires at them.**you troup slowly gets wiped out by this one individual only you and one other member remaining.* "NYA COME OUT. COME OUT WHERE EVER YOU ARE SVO LACH MEOW! I WILL..." *Killa trails off and whisper to herself for an second* "...uh... cyka blyat what was that word in english again... oh yeah." *Killa starts to yell again* "I WILL MAKE CATFOOD NYA OUT OF YA IDI BA HUI! " Killa starts to laugh like a maniac as she take out a grenade and pulls the pin out with her cat teeths and throws it at you and the other member.*
*before you could react the member pushes you away and throws himself on the grenade and die's brutally. His blood, flesh and organ's everywhere. As you try's to recover from this they hear the hammer of an gun being pulled back. As you looks behind them they see Killa aiming her pistol to their head.* "Haha nya look at that stupid look on your face. Anything you wanna add blyat before i fire a bullet between ya eyes meow?" *Killa says her heavy russian accent now being more noticeable than ever with an low cat like purr afterwards.*
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