Developing an Arsenal: Overwatch (The Unit)

Navy SEAL operatives Aaron Richards and Chloe Hills found the place containing the weapons cache, at an abandoned church. As they head down the stone stairwell from the parking lot, they can read signs that no one was around looking after whatever the cache of weapons and ammo the house of god was harboring. As the two enter the basement, the room was nearly pitch black. The only thing that kept the place lit was the lone celling lights, flickering to go out at random.

"So, do you know more about these human supporters of Null Sector?" asked Aaron.

"They come from a group who sympathized for the omnics rights. Although many aren't militant about their views, there are several members in the group with visions of an omnic only nation. I bet those people quickly take direct violent action when the attack commenced and carried the name as their flag." Barnes explained clearly.

"So, we're fighting young adults with little to no military training under a radical idea." Aaron concludes. "Should be easier to handle than robots."

"Well, they're still dangerous in numbers as they seem like pawns of Null Sector's endgame, whatever it is. When we take their weapons, their resources will slowly strangle them." Barnes adds on. "Anyways, let's keep moving. We need the weapons to take out the jammer."

Aaron nods as he takes point with his suppressed rifle. Barnes held a silenced pistol in one hand and a knife with the other. Her arms cross perpendicularly. The two navigate through the wide, cold, dark, and cluttered room filled with plastic bins in many sizes with various guns arranged neatly. Aaron slowly sways his rifle left and right, ready to pick off any strangler in the darkness. As he reaches to the end of the room, Aaron holds up a fist.

"Clear." He calls out.

Barnes nods. "Alright, let's go hunting." She starts opening some plastic bins before turning to Aaron. "What gear do you suggest?"

Aaron looks around and inspects some of the containers. "I think some shotguns, sub machine guns, and burst rifles would do well for a tight office building. Some suppressed snipers and marksmen rifles would be nice in case we have insurgents on the rooftops."

Barnes nodded before continuing to dig through. As Aaron opens more boxes, he starts freezing in place. As he opens a bin filled with shotgun, a label written in black marker told a different story; clothes. As Aaron heads down the rows, he sees more bins mislabeled with words like clothes, bedding, tools, utensils, etc. As soon as he grabs the bins containing the necessary weapons, ammo, and attachments and places them in one area of the room, he heads to Barnes carrying a container of silencers.

"Hey, you notice something strange with the labels?" Aaron asked innocently.

"Yeah, I noticed." Barnes acknowledged. She walks over to one side of the room and rips at flyer off the wall. Barnes reads the flyer before crumbling the paper up and threw it away in anger.

"There was going to be a charity drive for the peace accords, courtesy of this church. And I can see what happened." Chloe paused for a second as she looks at the room. "It was storage for a giant charity drive for the new omnic home once they finished building. Now it's a weapons cache for the human sympathizers."

Aaron sank to the ground, feeling the sense of dread. "Why did they do this? London was so close."

Barnes couldn't find a quick way to respond. "I'm lost too. We should..." She stops as she looks out of the window. She spots a handful of insurgents moving from a large boat parked on the docks nearby. A group of insurgents exit the

"Hide!" Barnes barked quietly. She quickly turns off the lights as Aaron ducks underneath a desk while Barnes hid behind some cardboard boxes. Time passes, six insurgents walk into the middle the room. One insurgent had his hands full with a clipboard and a pen while the other five stood beside him, weapons at ease.