[b]Name:[/b] Derrak "Flatline" Fernberg
[b]Age:[/b] 38
[b]Nationality: [/b]United States of America
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Personality:[/b] A sarcastic person with a get it done mentality. He is quick with his hands, and quick thinking in general, so he quickly becomes impatient. He is not overconfident in his abilities, but at the same time he has a problem with authority, going as far as directly disobaying orders. Had he not saved the lives of an entire city by doing so he would have been discharged. though he can be difficult to work with, few people would question his value to the team.
[b]Appearance: [attachment=14950:xxx.png][/b]
[b]Specialty:[/b] Medic
[b]Weapons:[/b]
Primary:[url="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kel-Tec_SUB-2000"]SUB-2000 Carbine[/url]
Side arm: [url="http://www.e-gun.net/more.asp?gid=20026&gun=Pistol"]LM4 Derringer[/url]
Keeps multiple [url="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.crocblades.com/images/products/TKSSS07.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.crocblades.com/knives/tops-knives-scalpel-s-tksss07.cfm&usg=__G_jYt_aZTlVpbVa6uKR8l6lGBcE=&h=300&w=300&sz=26&hl=en&start=13&sig2=9CBnCkq20rVnq62AMlTZow&zoom=1&tbnid=yxEyujVbazemxM:&tbnh=129&tbnw=140&ei=Zt8CTfelKdO9ngfPlKnlDQ&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dscaple%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26sa%3DN%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26biw%3D1366%26bih%3D576%26tbs%3Disch:10%2C303&um=1&itbs=1&iact=hc&vpx=465&vpy=260&dur=1397&hovh=225&hovw=225&tx=84&ty=191&oei=Jt8CTaf1G5CRnwecyvTnDQ&esq=14&page=2&ndsp=21&ved=1t:429,r:9,s:13&biw=1366&bih=576"]scalpel knives[/url] on a bandoleer for easy access and quick removal of bullets and shrapnel... however because of the easy access they make excelent close range weapons. He keeps numerous medical supplies such as pain killers, anti-biotics, medical staples, aspirin for the whimps, and more.
[url="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M84_stun_grenade"]M84 Stun Grenades[/url]
[b]Outstanding assignment:[/b] The forest vegetation was so thick Flatline was having trouble seeing even though it was barely past fourteen hundred hours Argentinian time. He had taken a point, because he was able to utilize enemy ammunition because of the versatile carbine he carried. Two men with enemy rifles followed behind him. The mission was to reach the military base in the La Cantera rain-forest. They were to take photographs of the missile base located 193 Kilometers inland. Three days have passed since the arrival of the nine agents.
Their arrival started without a hitch, however upon entering the forest, an information leak exposed the plan to infiltrate and expose the base. It had been days of fighting. Two brave men will lie dead in this forest until they rot. now Flatline was five kilometers to the base. One of the men returned to the rest of the group to report and bring them. Flatline watched his surroundings for any sign of patrol. After half an hour passed the first sounds of the patrol came. Three men armed with a G3 variant assault rifles. Flatline held his breath as they drew near. Some audible sounds were heard and the group began moving forward, Flatline took aim. The three men stopped and began to turn around, but before the rotation could be completed, a shot was fired, hitting one of the patrol guards in the chest.
It was a fatal mistake, Flatline shot the man he was aiming for before he could move, but the other guard called in their location. In twenty minutes they would be surrounded. The squad commander arrived five minutes after the incident.
"We have a visual of the base, we can't get the evidence of missiles but this isn't a total failure."
"Sir, that's not good enough, those guards have confirmation of armed troops in their country, its like the okay to start shooting. those missiles are probably on route to being fired"
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[left]This was probably going to cost him his career, but if he didn't do this, the lives of thousands could be as good as gone. He placed the charges on the wall of the missile bunker. He plugged his ears as the explosives opened him a path. Without hesitation he entered and put three shots in the sternum. Two soldiers ran to a nearby position. Flatline dived into a nearby room. The two men tried to peruse him but were cut down as they entered after him. Flatlin opened up a ceiling ducked and made it through to the missile bay through the ventilation network.
While in the ceiling he spotted the pulley system that controlled the missle bays. Whither or not he could risk the lives of an entire town on the negligence of the door operators crossed his mind briefly, but he knew he didn't have very good odds of doing it any other way. He pulled out his scalpel and severed the the electric line to the
[/left][/center] motor, but kept the main power functioning. If all worked out well the missile would be hitting the target a little faster than intended.
He crawled back through the vent and set another group of charges in a wall he thought was facing outside.
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[/center]The La Cantera Missile silo never existed according to many, but forty acres of rain-forest were wiped out by a mysterious wildfire. Agent Derrak Fernberg was not discharged, however... he was transferred.
OOC: hope I get in to this, It looks really impressive so far.
