Spymaster gave Señor Garcia and Nick Temper a nod, and then proceeded to sneak towards the sentries. He was almost there when he disturbed some sort of cricket-like insect that proceeded to chirp, loudly. Noting the guard on his side turning towards him Spymaster ran forward and thrust both hands, the right above the left, at the guard's chest. At the impact of his fingertips, the guard stiffens and shakily tries to raise his arms to protect himself. Spymaster quickly applies some form of triangle hold and chokes out the poor guard.

Paragon took Spymaster's move to attack as signal to attack herself. She charged in at full speed and perform a flying jump kick on the one guard not engaged with SM.

12:48, Today: Paragon rolled 26 using 2d10+19 with rolls of 3 and 4.
12:47, Today: Paragon rolled 26 using 1d20+11 with rolls of 15.  Flying jump kick

Both guards are unconscious on the ground.

Señor Garcia looked at the guards, then smiled. Pulling a multi-tool from his pocket, he went to each guard and used the multi-tools plyers to remove the push-to-talk button from the simple radios the guards were carrying.

Paragon is curious, "Why not just take the radios, we could listen in on their chatter."

"Those were toys. I'm not sure what they're doing here, but these two aren't Chinilayan military or FORCE. It wouldn't do us any good to listen in on their radios or to steal their uniforms."

Looking up from his examination of the two unconscious men, Spymaster replies, "they have no identification, a minimum of ordinance, and they smell like alcohol. This looks like a couple of locals who decided to confront the local despot under the influence of liquid courage."
As evidence, Spymaster lifts what appears to an old thermos. "This contains seco, milk, and ice. Judging by the melting, it was filled within the last eight hours."

Paragon nodded, "Okay, I'm glad to know because knowing is half the battle."

With an uncharacteristic grin, Spymaster shakes the thermos to rattle the ice and says, "I think its more like three-fourths" before tossing the thermos over his shoulder and into a bush.
"Let's press on, it looks like we might've been lucky enough to get here while the owner's out."

Paragon nodded and carefuly made her way to the door. She checked with one hand to see if it was locked. She will reach out with her Chi senses to try and detect if there is anyone alive inside.

Actively using Chi awareness.
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In a lucky turn of events, as the heroes are approaching the top landing on the staircase they hear someone shouting orders, [Language unknown: "nde wer romo ndpe, foion itne ioanie pete! Moine ntna man ith inus altrncni, astainare nafi ere mowas seloil! I hihe hieianck sa eenur m ame a iv butersart!"]

Paragon ducked to avoid being detected. Turning to the boys she held up four fingers. She mouthed H-u-m-a-n. She then tried to figure out if there was a way up to the landing without drawing attention.

Nicholas Temper whistles a bird call, apparently to get attention, and then holds up an odd grenade and mimes tossing it at the landing. The grenade is recognizable as an old flash bang.

Paragon made a give it to me motion. When/if he tossed it, she would catch it and throw it up onto the landing. She would then lead/follow the others up to handle things silently.

Watching the actions of Temper and Paragon, Spymaster gives them a nod and prepares. Peeking around the corner, he finds the eyes of one of the soldiers on his side. Implementing a skill he learned from one of his lesser known teachers, Spymaster makes it so he doesn't have to worry about that soldier. Despite having met Spymaster's gaze, the soldier in question acts as if he sees nothing.

With the exception of a ninja sword, Senor Garcia looks like a ‘ninja’ in the three-decade old tactical/stealth suit used by US Government operatives. Of course, the suit has a number of modern-day items such as a tourniquet, and molle pouches for the carrying ammo. In his current setup, he is carrying a Magpul PDR chambered in5.56x45mm NATO and slung across his back is a Mk20 SSR Sniper/Battle Rifle chambered in 7.62x51mm in the event somebody or something has to be dealt with at long range.

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With his suppressed Magpul PDR in hand, Senor Garcia readies himself to enter the room after the flash bang goes off and neutralize (i.e. kill) one or more of the four men in the adjoining room. From the conversation and like the previously pair of guards neutralized guards in the room may not actually be Chinilayan military.

Unforntunelty, at this point the task was to remain un detected, and if that meant killing some unfortunate guard who was in the wrong place at the wrong time so be it. It wasn’t that Senor Garcia liked killing people, it was just something that had to be done to accomplish the mission.

Paragon tossed the flashbang and followed the boys. She will focus on Senior, and give him some of her luck.

Giving luck bonuses to Garcia

Unwilling to be left behind, Nicholas darts forward with his rifle ready.

The flash-bang does its work, catching all six soldiers in its blast. The soldiers begin to yell and grab at their eyes, dropping their weapons.

One the flashbang goes off, Senor Garcia rushes up the stairs, his Magpul PDR-D
raised and ready to fire. Upon getting to the door, he peels left (hoping the person behind him peels right, and the third person enters to the center) as he begins to rapidly fire two rounds (i.e. double taps) center mass into each of the four well apparently six soldiers present.

Although suppressed the bullpup rifle’s shots still emit a loud crack which is even more accentuated due to firing indoors.

Strike (burst/rapid fire) +6
19:49, Today: Secret Roll: Senor Garcia rolled 49 using 5d20 with rolls of 10,2,16,11,10.  Strike rolls double tap/burst) +6.

Auto dodge +3
19:51, Today: Secret Roll: Senor Garcia rolled 48 using 5d20 with rolls of 11,14,13,3,7.  auto dodges +3.

Action 1: unat 16, 32 dmg
Auto dodge unat 14
Action 2: MISS
Auto dodge unat 17
Action 3: Unat 20, 42 dmg
Auto dodge unat16
Action 4: Unat 17, 42 dmg
Auto dodge unat 6 (FAIL?)
Action 5: Unat 16, 18 dmg
Auto dodge unat 10

Spymaster flips his bo from his back and calmly walks through the other two guards while the stick spun silently except for two sound thwacks as the tips of the bo struck the junctures of neck and shoulder on both guards.

OOC: Knock Out/Stun attacks on the two guards, to hit rolls 30,30,
number of melee rounds dazed 2,1, or unconscious (if fail to save)

As Señor Garcia and Spymaster eliminate the squad Nicholas Temper smacks the guy shouting orders with the butt of the veteran's rifle. "Right", he says, "you wouldn't be with the spandex set if you weren't at the top of your own profession. These guys didn't stand a chance."

As the shouting fool is silenced, a moment passes and then the noises of the surrounding rain forest reassert themselves. All opposition is gone.

Bringing up the rear, Alison grinned, "Bit of luck never hurts neither. Come on boys, we still got a job to finish." She moved to lead them into the house, trusting her luck to keep them alive.

Senor García looks at Spymaster and Nicholas Temper “Make the tangos you took out are secured so they don’t raise any alarms when they wake up.”  He then looked over the weapons of the men he had killed, and those who were lucky enough to had just been knocked out, determining if they had rifles and pistols or just one or the other. With each weapon he removed the bolt and placed in a drop pouch located on his gun belt. He also checked to see what kind of comms they had (radio, cell phone, landline etc).