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Rating: Unrated
couple: Roy / Riza
Synopsis: When Mustang and his team were assigned to Ciudad del Este, the jokes in the hallways revolved around the number of sheep that need to monitor. However, the scene that awaited them was far from idyllic pastoral image.
Credit: FMA's characters are not mine
CHkind of conversation would not be allowed.
Preston drew his blade and began to write up the relevant data of the report. The estimated distance to the stage where they would read the speeches and to the roofs of the buildings most noticeable in his shooting range, rifle number, date, the ammunition being used, the quantity light, visibility, temperature, time, and of course the wind conditions at that time. As her companion had said, the angle at which the flags were brandished at the time was close to 25 degrees. Ciudad del Este was a small town, comparehalf of his speech when he saw a fine metallic shimmer across the sky from one end to another, so imperceptible, so swift, so silent in his dull hiss from the crowd, as anyone else would have doubted its reality, but in its insignificance, he heard, saw and felt the same as if the bullet had pierced his own skin. Mustang was paralyzed and speechless at the podium, staring at the eave of a roof nearby. From the roof, Hawkeye had been watching him, wondering why this sudden pause, a glance why they should not be directing from NONENo tactical standpoint. There had to be a reason, Colonel did anything without a reason. Hawkeye then saw him with his rifle. The twelve piles fireworks were in position, but were not they ordered to the parade.
"To withdraw all pyrotechnic piles of poles from the central square," he ordered his companion, but the Sergeant did not budge.
"Preston, Sergeant Preston, do not you hear me?" Repeated his question, but the man remained motionless, his eyes open and unblinking. With himis moving, the body fell sideways Preston inert. Hawkeye knew that his position had been discovered and that he would try to flee as soon as possible to its position, but instead took the radio. Hawk Falcon one to two do you hear? Pyrotechnic withdraw piles Code 4, alert other units is an F5 in the area. One to two Falcon Falcon do you copy? Falcon Falcon one to three do you hear? "None of those teams sniper replied. "To withdraw all pyrotechnic piles of poles from the central square," he ordered his companion, but the Sergeant did not budge.
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