"the Wolf"
"the Wolf"
The lead on a very bad mage originated with a phone call from a frantic parent to the local cops. She had stumbled on some graphic videos and photographs of a man in a black hood being beheaded and further mutilated on the family's computer.
After it got to our group another team was handling the investigation. They code-named him "The Wolf" (волк, "volk" because of his affinity for the animals). They gathered a good amount of information from the concerned parent's teenage son. The Wolf had started small with sacrificing stray dogs and cats, which are quite abundant here. Somehow he managed to build a small but affluent following. Being a rich man himself, he amassed quite a lot of assests over a short period of time. He also graduated to human sacrifice. He is known to have killed two prostitutes and four homeless just from information gathered from the teenager and those he ratted on.
The Wolf owned a house south of St. Petersburg. When we had information that he and his two right hand men were there, we decided to move against them. They were in the kitchen and drinking tea or coffee. Some sheets of paper were scattered on the table. We formulated our plan.
A small amount of explosives effectively breached the door. Lyosha was first, then me, then Sasha, and Roma was last in line. Lyosha and I tossed in flashbangs. Lyosha was on the move immediately after detonation and I was right behind him with my hand on his back. I felt him peel away and heard the silent clack of his gun going to work on his target. I felt Sasha's hand come off my back as he engaged his target. As the Wolf tried to jump from his seat I kicked the table and it skidded across the floor knocking him into the fridge. At that point I felt a bullet hit me in my arm; it hit in a way that somehow made me drop my gun. I stumbled and dropped to a knee. I went for my side arm but Roma's shotgun blast took the bad guy down. As I regained my feet and went for the Wolf; he was trying to cast a spell but nothing happened--sometimes spells fail, although I think the flashbang spoiled his ability to weave a spell. But I do not take chances; I took aim and managed to actually hit him where I was aiming: his shoulder. He was subdued and the house was cleared.
A guy like this does not make the kind of money he made by being stupid, but it never fails to amaze the things people keep on their computers and text messages on mobile phones. We gained a wealth of intelligence about this guy's operation. We were surprised to learn that it is far bigger than anything any of us imagined. There are citizens from at least four other countries involved in this ring.
Either road, we found some of this guy's stash in an abandoned fortress. This fortress is from the 13th century or something, been rebuilt several times, and used to be a tourist attraction until it turned into a bit of a death trap. Over last or a couple summers ago something like 12 people died within 2 weeks. One couple fell in a pit, some kids were crushed when a wall in a turret failed, and some tripping teens tried to fly off one of its crumbling walls. It was shut down and left to rot. No one noticed (or cared) about the things the Wolf was doing there. After getting bandaged up we decended upon it. We found some wolves - although that is wrong to call them that - in a kennel and they were not of this world. They left no corpse.
Much more disturbing, we found some teens living in one of the crevices of the old fortress. They had a tent, sleeping bags, and a handful of vegetables. They were living like dogs and were not afraid of us, but they fought back when we tried to take them.
Poor kids. Social services are noticably lacking here, but there are a few angels out there.
So I am recovered from the wound and we are working on coordinating a multinational effort to find anyone connected to this network of "people".
After it got to our group another team was handling the investigation. They code-named him "The Wolf" (волк, "volk" because of his affinity for the animals). They gathered a good amount of information from the concerned parent's teenage son. The Wolf had started small with sacrificing stray dogs and cats, which are quite abundant here. Somehow he managed to build a small but affluent following. Being a rich man himself, he amassed quite a lot of assests over a short period of time. He also graduated to human sacrifice. He is known to have killed two prostitutes and four homeless just from information gathered from the teenager and those he ratted on.
The Wolf owned a house south of St. Petersburg. When we had information that he and his two right hand men were there, we decided to move against them. They were in the kitchen and drinking tea or coffee. Some sheets of paper were scattered on the table. We formulated our plan.
A small amount of explosives effectively breached the door. Lyosha was first, then me, then Sasha, and Roma was last in line. Lyosha and I tossed in flashbangs. Lyosha was on the move immediately after detonation and I was right behind him with my hand on his back. I felt him peel away and heard the silent clack of his gun going to work on his target. I felt Sasha's hand come off my back as he engaged his target. As the Wolf tried to jump from his seat I kicked the table and it skidded across the floor knocking him into the fridge. At that point I felt a bullet hit me in my arm; it hit in a way that somehow made me drop my gun. I stumbled and dropped to a knee. I went for my side arm but Roma's shotgun blast took the bad guy down. As I regained my feet and went for the Wolf; he was trying to cast a spell but nothing happened--sometimes spells fail, although I think the flashbang spoiled his ability to weave a spell. But I do not take chances; I took aim and managed to actually hit him where I was aiming: his shoulder. He was subdued and the house was cleared.
A guy like this does not make the kind of money he made by being stupid, but it never fails to amaze the things people keep on their computers and text messages on mobile phones. We gained a wealth of intelligence about this guy's operation. We were surprised to learn that it is far bigger than anything any of us imagined. There are citizens from at least four other countries involved in this ring.
Either road, we found some of this guy's stash in an abandoned fortress. This fortress is from the 13th century or something, been rebuilt several times, and used to be a tourist attraction until it turned into a bit of a death trap. Over last or a couple summers ago something like 12 people died within 2 weeks. One couple fell in a pit, some kids were crushed when a wall in a turret failed, and some tripping teens tried to fly off one of its crumbling walls. It was shut down and left to rot. No one noticed (or cared) about the things the Wolf was doing there. After getting bandaged up we decended upon it. We found some wolves - although that is wrong to call them that - in a kennel and they were not of this world. They left no corpse.
Much more disturbing, we found some teens living in one of the crevices of the old fortress. They had a tent, sleeping bags, and a handful of vegetables. They were living like dogs and were not afraid of us, but they fought back when we tried to take them.
Poor kids. Social services are noticably lacking here, but there are a few angels out there.
So I am recovered from the wound and we are working on coordinating a multinational effort to find anyone connected to this network of "people".
С волками жить, по-волчьи выть.
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Very nice. I'm glad you weren't hurt more seriously than that.
From my own experience with spell slingers, Tear Gas tends to be somewhat more effective than Flashbangs. Instead of Blinded and Deafened they end up near blinded and choking. Though I usually toss both to be on the safe side; assuming I just don't use a high powered rifle at long range.
An interesting note about Tear Gas grenades, you can for less than $30 American (Less than $15 if you don't mind something a bit more cobbled together) construct an apparatus that'll move the gas from the grenade under the crack of a door or through a crevice.
You need a resealable airtight container for the gas grenade with an outlet for the gas with an airtight connection to some tubing. The properties of diffusion will naturally carry the tear gas out the other end (not to mention the grenades expel the gas with considerable force and with no where else to go it would be forced down and out the tubing). Granted the contraption is more useful for smoking someone out of a position than storming a building.
From my own experience with spell slingers, Tear Gas tends to be somewhat more effective than Flashbangs. Instead of Blinded and Deafened they end up near blinded and choking. Though I usually toss both to be on the safe side; assuming I just don't use a high powered rifle at long range.
An interesting note about Tear Gas grenades, you can for less than $30 American (Less than $15 if you don't mind something a bit more cobbled together) construct an apparatus that'll move the gas from the grenade under the crack of a door or through a crevice.
You need a resealable airtight container for the gas grenade with an outlet for the gas with an airtight connection to some tubing. The properties of diffusion will naturally carry the tear gas out the other end (not to mention the grenades expel the gas with considerable force and with no where else to go it would be forced down and out the tubing). Granted the contraption is more useful for smoking someone out of a position than storming a building.
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Greetin's From Maine
Greeting comrade (I hear thats Rusky for friend). Im in law enforcement, a sheriff actually, and I say that tear gas works pretty well. Depends on the type you want to use; hear at the station we gt three basic types
1)standard smoke canister, 2)tear gas x-1 and 3) tear gas x-2 (includes a air bourne tranquilizer to sedate targets to make em more managable).
Our local bunker king Jarvis got himself something nice alongs the line of a gas grenade, though I don't know how well it would work if ya want to take em alive? Ive seen him use one on a moose, it went off and this greenish yellow gas spread everywhere. Once it cleared the plant life was cinged and the moose well, was sort of liquified inside and its body grew bigger than its flesh. It was a real mess. The markings on the canister read as follow (Genisyne VC-A) Think that they may have been military, heck he had a box of 8.
Well 7 now. I had to reposess the damn things.
But I say that Bert's idea of a tear gas and stun grenade combo works pretty well, it standard for most anti-riot or hard entry proceedures.
Greeting comrade (I hear thats Rusky for friend). Im in law enforcement, a sheriff actually, and I say that tear gas works pretty well. Depends on the type you want to use; hear at the station we gt three basic types
1)standard smoke canister, 2)tear gas x-1 and 3) tear gas x-2 (includes a air bourne tranquilizer to sedate targets to make em more managable).
Our local bunker king Jarvis got himself something nice alongs the line of a gas grenade, though I don't know how well it would work if ya want to take em alive? Ive seen him use one on a moose, it went off and this greenish yellow gas spread everywhere. Once it cleared the plant life was cinged and the moose well, was sort of liquified inside and its body grew bigger than its flesh. It was a real mess. The markings on the canister read as follow (Genisyne VC-A) Think that they may have been military, heck he had a box of 8.
Well 7 now. I had to reposess the damn things.
But I say that Bert's idea of a tear gas and stun grenade combo works pretty well, it standard for most anti-riot or hard entry proceedures.
"Too serve and protect", somethin' bout that gets a lil' blurred when dealin' with the supernatural.
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Greetin's From Maine
How they hell would I know, sides' Kopek ain't the kinda guy you ask questions about anything he got, or where he got it for that matter. Shoot, that nut job has Pancor Beartraps over 30 yards surrounding his property followed by incindiary anti-personnel devices every five yards inside that. Not the mention this joker's got more firepower than the Maine national guard!
Sides, he gave me a real good deal on a .50 Browning Machinegun.
How they hell would I know, sides' Kopek ain't the kinda guy you ask questions about anything he got, or where he got it for that matter. Shoot, that nut job has Pancor Beartraps over 30 yards surrounding his property followed by incindiary anti-personnel devices every five yards inside that. Not the mention this joker's got more firepower than the Maine national guard!
Sides, he gave me a real good deal on a .50 Browning Machinegun.
"Too serve and protect", somethin' bout that gets a lil' blurred when dealin' with the supernatural.
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Holister wrote:Greetin's From Maine
Greeting comrade (I hear thats Rusky for friend).
Greetings to Maine. comrade is actually a French word. The Russian word for comrade is roughly pronounced as "tavareesh".
Anyway, I am not a fan of gas. Not real sure why; although few gas masks actually fit my big head comfortably.
And of course we have plenty of access to different and top-secret gas.
I guess I am just old fashioned.
С волками жить, по-волчьи выть.
Greetin's From Maine
Thanks for the info there. Yet another to talk about at The Brick over a few Black Rabbits. Well Rusky, if yer ever in Maine, feel free to stop by Cypress Cove. Ill treat ya to some good ol American cooking and a few Black Rabbits over at The Brick. Maybe ya can take a look at that "acid gas" that Kopek had.
PS: How come ya folks don't have baseball yet?
Thanks for the info there. Yet another to talk about at The Brick over a few Black Rabbits. Well Rusky, if yer ever in Maine, feel free to stop by Cypress Cove. Ill treat ya to some good ol American cooking and a few Black Rabbits over at The Brick. Maybe ya can take a look at that "acid gas" that Kopek had.
PS: How come ya folks don't have baseball yet?
"Too serve and protect", somethin' bout that gets a lil' blurred when dealin' with the supernatural.
Steak and potatoes, right?Holister wrote:good ol American cooking
Some alcoholic drink at a local pub?Holister wrote: and a few Black Rabbits over at The Brick
Maybe. I sure would hate to have my internals turn to liquid though.Holister wrote:Maybe ya can take a look at that "acid gas" that Kopek had.
We have baseball; softball, too. Soccer and hockey are what I see the most of here.Holister wrote:PS: How come ya folks don't have baseball yet?
Either road, I will see about checking out Cypress Cove while I am in the States.
С волками жить, по-волчьи выть.
Here is an update. I am going to be in the States for a long time. We have uncovered a very deep and complex web which is going to take time to untangle. We know at least at the top there is something supernatural calling the shots. It is going to be a long crawl to the top.
OPSEC means updates may be very far and few between.
But I will keep in touch as downtime could likewise be long stretches of time.
OPSEC means updates may be very far and few between.
But I will keep in touch as downtime could likewise be long stretches of time.
С волками жить, по-волчьи выть.