Description: Guile defeats Twelve in his disguise as Chao to liberate Area D4!
His first foray at leading his men into Shadaloo held territory had gone quite horribly, running into Kurow had stopped the Vigilantes' second in command dead on. And that, of course was his reason for being out here with a group of two dozen of the remaining Vigilantes outside of Shadaloo's prison camp, working to free those taken in the first raid. Spread out into groups of four along the line and bringing in some of the heavier ordinence they had at their disposal, they were going to succeed at all costs.
Guile himself was toward the front of the line, crouched down with a pair of binoculars, watching the Shadaloo guards carefully from under camoflauge, trying his best to figure out what sort of odds they were up against.
Twelve is not Twelve! Twelve is Chao, biker thug and Shadaloo mercenary. He's here as the prison camp's current heavy, working as effective guard captain. Twelve is not cruel - but 'Chao' is. As such, he is currently roughing up a Vigilante prisoner a bit, causing some distraction amongst the guards. They don't notice Guile.
The guards themselves are mostly mooks - not a real Fighter, any of 'em, but good against non-fighters, with their weapons. Chao, however, isn't wearing the standard uniform - and that marks him as important.
(For the record: 'Chao' is a huge bald Chinese man with a leather, spiky jacket, a pair of faded blue jeans, fingerless leather gloves and a tattoo that covers part of his face and both his arms.)
Guile's finger curl tightly around the binoculars in his grip as he spies the Shadaloo thug beating up one of his men, one of his friends. Previously planning to wait for a later opportunity when darkness could make a good cover and the guards were less likely to be at their best focus, the combination of watching them abuse one of his comrades in arms as well as being fairly distracted was enough to push him to act now. With a quick motion of the hand toward two of the teams, Guile prepares for his rush on th prison camp, the two teams setting up a pair of mortars and then launching a smoke screen halfway between the edge of the camp and their current position, large white clouds ballooning up from the position and spreading out to leave zero visibility as to what was happening on either side. With the line of sight blocked, Guile silently signalled the charge, pulling up from his position and leading three fourths of his men on a charge toward their enemy.
The mortar fire causes the guards to whirl at their posts, their guns going off in the direction of the sounds. They may not be able to see the Vigilante rescue team clearly, but the clouds are a good judge of /roughly/ where they are. 'Chao' himself throws his captive punching bag down into a prison-pit, turning and...walking into the smoke, followed by a few Shadaloo guards. He isn't concerned about bullets - he's a fighter. They won't hurt much. AS for smoke...
Twelve is an /excellent/ mimic, even when it comes to his chi. 'Chao' wields chi of the modern world: elemental chi - of /exhaust/.
The Vigilantes are well trained in how to use their tactics, the mortar teams quickly loading and launching a few rounds of explosive shells right into the smoke before the main strike force reaches the line. The explosions manage to do a good job of starting to clear up the smoke at least enough for both sides to get a good picture of what's on the other side. Guile, along with his men, are moving in low and quick, and the inexpertly aimed bullets for the most part seem to miss their marks, at least for now.
But it's time for action, and with the screen fading, they start a full on charge, Guile taking to the front as he hones in on 'Chao/
-launching himself into the air as he comes in close, swinging his leg in a wide arial arc aimed in toward neck height while he men start firing off semi-automatic rounds at the Shadaloo forces.
COMBATSYS: Guile has started a fight here.
COMBATSYS: Twelve has joined the fight here.
COMBATSYS: Twelve blocks Guile's Rolling Sobat.
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Twelve 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Guile
The Shadaloo gunmen fire with greater accuracy as the smoke is dispelled - except for the smoke that was closest to 'Chao'. Instead, that smoke recoils around him, flowing and twisting before flying up one of his sleeves. "Heh." The big thug grins at this. He's unworried.
After all - battles are generally won by the side with the superior fighter. We'll probably come back to Shadaloo troops and Vigilante guerrillas /after/ the fight.
As Guile flies for him, the man's arm comes up, intercepting the foot on the lower arm. There is a thud with the impact - which was, to be sure, painful - but Twelve's disguise goes right down to the muscle. 'Chao' keeps grinning as his hand tries to curl around Guile's leg. "Nice hair - you probably /never/ need birth control!" Twelve isn't a trash talker by nature - but his disguise would be. Twelve /always/ maintains character when he can.
If his grip is true, he will twist around and use Guile's own momentum to toss him into the ground, hard. Sure, the ground might dent, but who cares about the /ground/?
COMBATSYS: Guile endures Twelve's T.H.R..
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Twelve 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Guile
Not seeming especially worried about the skills of what appears to be some low-ranked thug, Guile doesn't even move to get out of the way of the attack, simply flying right into it and letting himself be thrown right down into the ground, hitting it a bit harder than expected, but it doesn't take long for the experienced soldier to recover
Letting his eyes turn up to lock on 'Chao's, narrowed down to focused slits as he let out a quick retort, "Why should I need to worry about birth control with a wife back home?" He launches himself up off the ground from his quickly assumed crouch into a fierc uppercut aimed right at the thug's jaw, "You've probably just got your inbred cousin waiting for you."
COMBATSYS: Twelve blocks Guile's Strong Punch.
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Twelve 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 Guile
'Chao' grins, his hands up in a ready position. Twelve considers his options here. OBviously, Guile is practiced - he's publically known to be a good fighter. Twelve will have to be ready for lots of tricks. As Guile's punch comes at him, his arm comes up again, the fist slamming into it as the thug grunts. "A wife? What'd you do, buddy? Import her from Russia?" 'Chao' snorts, and then grins. "Actually, I'm Shadaloo. We get /benefits/."
As he says this, he thrusts one arm out - but his hand stops short of Guile. Instead, the smoke that went up his jacket sleeve before flies out, balled up into a fistlike sphere, slamming for the American's face, guided by chi.
COMBATSYS: Guile interrupts N.R.G. from Twelve with Sonic Boom.
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Twelve 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Guile
Showing off his true colors (Red, White and Blue), Guile seems to be at least one step ahead of 'Chao' on whatever fronts he can be. The soldier's hands cock back almost before the Shadaloo thug starts his own attack, "You mean the benefit of being a worthless pawn on a psycho's chess board or getting to spend a night with that freak Balrog as he lets off some steam?" As he speaks, his hands sheath in bright blue chi before flying forward at incredible speed, a loud crack breaking through the area as they cross in front of him, long slashes of energy pulled out behind them bringing themselves into a spinning blue disc that shoots right past his opponent's attack, slamming right into him, sucking up part of the energy from 'Chao's attack, leaving only force enough to send Guile back a foot or two.
The Sonic Boom slams into 'Chao,' sending him skidding back. "Ergh...okay, you got a bit of grit. Good. But no - the benefits...well, some of 'em are back in ther." He jerks his head towards the prison camp, and grins. "We got some good ones in recently, you wanna see 'em?"
As he says this, the big man carefully watches Guile, Twelve calculating possible actions. Guile is dangerous.
COMBATSYS: Twelve focuses on his next action.
Guile's stoney face seems to manage to lose even more sign of emotion at that comment, if at all possible, his heavy brown then dropping into a deep brown, "You're disgusting. You can't even be bothered to respect anyone, can you? Everything you do is nothing but self-satisfaction." The soldier's feet start to make heavy falls as he rushes in at 'Chao,' lunging forward with arms extending as he goes for the mercenary's arm, attempting to twist around as he grabs him and launch him over his shoulder, sending him flying in the other direction.
COMBATSYS: Twelve blocks Guile's Quick Throw.
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Twelve 0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Guile
"Why should I respect you, motherfucker?" 'Chao's grin has faded, but his tone is taunting. As he is grabbed and thrown, he twists in the air, landing on his shoulder. It hurts - but he rolls easily to his feet, still fighting.
"I mean - you're just some lameass moralist. Loosen up, man!" Twelve considers his moves - and then lunges for Guile, one hand slamming for the man's face - and then a foot coming after it to hit Guile in the gut, to send him flying.
COMBATSYS: Twelve successfully hits Guile with D.T.H.R..
- Power hit! -
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Twelve 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Guile
It looked to the veteran soldier like he'd seen the attack coming in from miles away, his arms and legs moving to intercept the assault, but Guile definately underestimated the attack, it blowing right past his guard, both connection solidly and managing to knock the wind out of him as he gets sent careening backward, knocked across the ground like a skipping stone a good ten meters before managing to come to a stop.
This time it takes a bit of effort for him to get back up to his feet, and caution takes priority over his previous estimate of his opponent, standing back to watch him. "There's more to you than I thought... at least as a fighter. As person you're a worthless sack of scum with no real purpose."
COMBATSYS: Guile focuses on his next action.
'Chao' laughs. Twelve, internally, watches what Guile will do. It's.../interesting/. He'd be a good target to mimic, at some point...anyway. 'Chao' grins, leaning down and picking up a dud mortar round. "God, you military fags are tightasses." Twelve doesn't swear often - Chao does, though. "I got a purpose. That purpose is /kicking your sorry ass/."
With a quick movement, he sends the mortar flying for Guile. Sure, it won't explode or do anything but smack him - but hey, it's a weapon.
COMBATSYS: Guile dodges Twelve's Large Thrown Object.
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Twelve 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Guile
This time Guile easily slips out of the path of the oncoming attack, simply taking one step to the side and leaning back enough to let it fly right past him before turning back to face the apparent Shadaloo goon, "If that's the best you have to offer, then your chances of doing so are pretty pathetic." A fiery look seems to have made its way into his eyes as he focus in on 'Chao,' "With a purpose like that you've got no heart behind it, but for me it's more. You're between me and some of my men, I swear I'll crush anyone who tries to stop me from freeing them!"
He then suddenly kicks forward off the ground, suddenly starting to fly across the ground with more speed and distance than he should be able to get from such a quick motion, his knee pulling out in front of him fully extended as he comes in right at Chao.
COMBATSYS: Twelve fails to interrupt Knee Spike from Guile with T.H.R..
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Twelve 1/------=/=======|=======\==-----\1 Guile
"Sheeee-it, man, you like to talk." 'Chao' just shakes his head, as Twelve considers. He miscalculated...-oh wow, the man is fast, that is interesting! 'Chao' moves to try and intercept the attack - but is far from fast enough, and the knee slams into his gut, sending him flying back.
Without even giving 'Chao' a moment to pull himself back together after the first attack, Guile quickly launches into another, rushing first across most of the distance between himself and his foe before starts to throw a frenzied assault of punches and kicks, all of them seeming to come in a nearly random pattern, thrown with enough speed to almost blur together. With one final movement, he launches himself up into the air, one leg extended as he blasts back in a quick somersault kick.
COMBATSYS: Guile successfully hits Twelve with Total Wipeout.
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Twelve 1/--=====/=======|=------\-------\0 Guile
'Chao' has only just gotten to his feet as Guile luanches himself forward - and while he tries to block some of Guile's attacks, he fails utterly, and is beaten bloody. Twelve nods to himself internally. Interesting. Painful, but interesting.
'Chao,' however, is not quite down yet. He gets to his feet, wiping away a bloody nose. "Heh. You're tough, sure. I can respect that. But are you tough enough to beat me? I ain't sure."
Drawing one fist back, he focuses - and then launches himself for Guile, the fist coming in a jackhammer blow towards his gut. If this works, then as Guile doubles over, he will kick the man's head down - and then climb atop him, leaping into the air and slamming him down with a heavy-booted landing - followed by final kick to the head. "CAN YOU HANDLE THE SCREAMIN' NIGHT HOG SHAFT JACKER?"
COMBATSYS: Guile blocks Twelve's X.P.H.Y.S..
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Twelve 0/-------/----===|==-----\-------\0 Guile
This time it's almost easy for Guile, still on the mark following his assault, his arms quickly shoot up as 'Chao' starts in on him, moving independently to block each and every one of the punches as it comes in, not even giving his opponent an opportunity to get his knee in past the guard and simply shutting out any chance to go for the head.
"It looks like I can, and if that's the best you've got to offer, this is as good as over here and now." The Vigilante launches himself forward, hand cocked behind his head, letting it fly as he nears the end of his move forward, attempting to bring it down against the side of his opponents head hard enough to put him down.
COMBATSYS: Guile successfully hits Twelve with Strong Punch.
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Twelve 1/-----==/=======|===----\-------\0 Guile
Twelve considers. This is - difficult. 'Chao' tries to jerk back, to avoid the strike - but he cannot. The blow slams into his head, sending him sideways. "Heheh. Looks like you win, man..." The big biker gathers up all his remaining power, focusing it and opening his mouth - to allow a massive, roiling cloud of smoke out. "Gotta hand it to you...that was fun." As he says this, he falls back onto his back - and the cloud flies for Guile, moving far faster than it should, burning with chi power.
COMBATSYS: Twelve can no longer fight.
COMBATSYS: Guile dodges Twelve's X.P.R.O.J..
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Guile 0/-------/----===|
Moving with incredible speed and years of training, Guile pulls himself out of the way of the attack with surprising speed, simply letting 'Chao's chi burn up with no real effect on the solder himself. He lets himself kneel down beside his downed foe, checking to make sure he wouldn't get back up anytime too soon before turning his attention to the matter at hand.
Now looking out amongst his own troops in the aftermath of the battle, they seem to be mopping things up quite nicely, a fair portion of the Shadaloo forces are downed and almost his entire force is still up and fighting, giving the Shadaloo soldiers little choice in standing up against the expertly trained might of the Vigilantes.
COMBATSYS: Guile has ended the fight here.
The Shadaloo forces, beaten and knowing it, pull out. A few of them grab Chao as they head into retreat - they can't win here. Better to lose some prisoners then their lives! Twelve considers this to be a mitigated failure - he learned quite a lot about Guile's style...and that's always useful.
Besides, it's not like Vega can complain, they're just prisoners.
With Shadaloo in retreat, the Vigilantes continue to show their professional, experienced behavior by moving into the compound rather than bothering with letting out whoops of success. In a matter of minutes they've combed over the entire compound, freeing prisoners here and there and making sure everything was secure. Only then do they bother to cheer for their success, warmly greeted their freed comrades, even Guile entering the fray, if only to apologize to his men for letting them get captured in the first place.
Things were looking up for the Vigilantes.
Log created on 20:11:53 06/28/2007 by Twelve, and last modified on 23:01:13 06/28/2007.