The Jungle Part Two (Boomer, Jitters, Straight)

<JungleDm>: Whe we last saw our group of heroes, they just leapt over a river, escaping the terrifying fire ants that would have surely eaten the flesh off their bones. Now that they reside on the other side, they can see the brief sign of smoke in the distance

<Straight_Shot>: "Nasty business huh"
<JungleDm>: I do not like ants. in the slightest.

Straight_Shot brushes off his pants and checks all his supplies
<Boomer>: "Whats on ahead?"
<Straight_Shot>: "Smells and looks like fire burning a ways off"

JungleDm turns
<JungleDm>: then that is where we are going
JungleDm begins to walk towards the smoke
Boomer sighs, heads on along behind Jitters

<Straight_Shot>: "You guys know that jungles don't actually make a majority of the worlds oxygen"
<Straight_Shot>: "I read an article about it one time I think"
<JungleDm>: What does then?
<Straight_Shot>: "And I can't lie so.."
<Straight_Shot>: "Algae and stuff in the ocean"

<JungleDm>: Hmm
<JungleDm>: Neat
Straight_Shot shrigs
<Straight_Shot>: "Knowing is half the battle"

<JungleDm>: As the gang discusses the properties of Algae, they come across an opening, which leads to a villa. It is ornate, with a fancy fountain, in the shape of Dionysus, spewing water of his mouth. A large staircase leads to the house. In the distance, you hear the squealing of car tires
<Straight_Shot>: "Fancy duds"

<JungleDm>: Shhh
<JungleDm>: Get down
JungleDm ducks down, behind the bushes
Boomer ducks down, spying up the place
Straight_Shot ducks down as well

<JungleDm>: A car screeches in front of the house. It has a cover, as bleets come from the back of it. A man hops out of the front, heads to the back, and slams down a ramp, as a herd of alpacas rush out of it, and head towards a medium sized opening in the side of the building, which seems to lead to a backyard

<JungleDm>: I wonder what that is about...
Straight_Shot removes binoculars from belt and takes a detailed look at the compound

<JungleDm>: The compound seems to be circular in nature, and the only way it seems to get in, is a steel door, that closes behind the Alpacas, with a loud buzz
<JungleDm>: they seem to be about 2 and a half metres tall, and stretch and curve in a circular design, out of sight. the roofs are shingled, and slanted, and the whole strucutre seems to be made out of wood fastened together with vines

<Straight_Shot>: "Alright team huddle"
JungleDm huddles up
Straight_Shot extends arms for huddle
Boomer joins in on the huddle

<Straight_Shot>: "Looks like a pretty big set up"
<Straight_Shot>: "Any idea where they might keep the girl?"

<JungleDm>: Sat imaging seems to have spotted her in an outdoor cell
<Straight_Shot>: "Right"
<Straight_Shot>: "Lets see if we can get a peak over those walls and see what's what on this whole shebang"
<JungleDm>: You think that is wise?
<JungleDm>: Why don't one you of you guys just use a camerang, or a video arrow, or something?
<JungleDm>: Because that would be waaaaaaaay less noticable then two kids and a bug girl

<Straight_Shot>: "Is that"
<Straight_Shot>: "Is that even a thing"
JungleDm shrigs
<JungleDm>: I don't know anything about boomerangs, or arrows

<Boomer>: "....I got a camerang"
<JungleDm>: See!
<JungleDm>: I just went on the assumption that Green Arrow has one....I think
<Boomer>: "I don't know what a video arrow is though"

<Straight_Shot>: "The arrow guy from Justice League?"
<JungleDm>: Yea, Ollie Queen
<JungleDm>: He had a bunch of weird arrows
<JungleDm>: Don't you?
<Straight_Shot>: "I make these myself"
<Straight_Shot>: "With junk and powertools"

<Straight_Shot>: "Okay whatever do the boomerang thing"

Boomer takes out the camerang. Its identical to his normal boomerangs, but has a lens on the middle of it as a camera would. He chucks it into the facility, it flies about out of sight. He looks at his watch, which is connected to the video recorded on the boomerang
<Straight_Shot>: "Neat"

<JungleDm>: The camera sees a circular courtyard, the size of half of a football field. You see rows upon rows of workers chopping up leaves, and grinding INFORMATION REDACTED into a fine powder. Other workers are loading the leafs out of the sacks on the alpacas backs, and tossing them on the table. Around the courtyard, in the walls, are prison cells, each holding
<JungleDm>: various people, animals, and skeletons. One in the very far corner seems to be filled with smoke. You also notice that a couple of yards to your left, seems to be a secret door

<JungleDm>: What dya see, Digger?
<Boomer>: "Workers making powdery stuff, loading leafs, prison cells full of animals and people and dead people, far corner has smoke, and there's a secret door to the left"
<Straight_Shot>: "Draw away and infiltrate?"
<JungleDm>: What do you suggest to do that?

Straight_Shot clicks on visor again covering the upper half of his face
<Straight_Shot>: "I was thinking a little stroll in the underbrush"
<JungleDm>: You want me to run that then?
<JungleDm>: I mean, what are they gonna do, shoot me?

Straight_Shot is standing mid motion several flash bangs drawn and bow out
<Straight_Shot>: "Uh yeah sure"
Straight_Shot puts grenades back

<JungleDm>: Oh, no, do your thing, I wanna see what ya got!
<Straight_Shot>: "You do remember we've been on a mission before right, Bella?"
<Boomer>: "I haven't met any of you before..."
Straight_Shot shrigs

Boomer has been strangely silent for a guy like him
<Straight_Shot>: "met me now"
<JungleDm>: Yea...We wound up in floaties full of barbeque sauce
<Straight_Shot>: "Yeah.."
<JungleDm>: Not the norm for ranking, ya know?
<Straight_Shot>: "Now make like a banana and split I'm about to crank up the volume"

<JungleDm>: On it
JungleDm motions for Boomer to split
JungleDm ducks off into the bushes
Boomer hides

Straight_Shot starts slow circling around away from his comrades simply clapping his hands to whatever music he is listening to then he throws a single flash bang over the wall and begins jogging around the wall making quite a ruckus and slowly distancing himself from the base as he goes
<JungleDm>: the workers begin to hear this ruckus, as shouts of Spanish echo from behind the walls. the door alarm begins to sound, and jeeps begin to start up, heading after the source of the noise

<JungleDm>: the jeeps begin to crash through the jungle, and chase after Straight_Shot, not exactly knowing where he is
Straight_Shot starts running he drops a satchel in his tracks
Straight_Shot lingers just long enough for the jeep to see him where he dropped the satchel before taking off into the thickest trees
<JungleDm>: ¡No me joda! ¡Comemierdas!

<JungleDm>: The trucks stop to a halt, as 5 armed men begin to pour out. They notice the satchel, and grab a young 17 year old child, shoving him forward, as his gun clatters against the ground. He gets up, and nervously heads to the satchel
Straight_Shot grabs two arrows and partway climbs a tree using them to ascend quickly he watches the scene from above

<JungleDm>: the kid uses his gun, and begins to open the flap on the satchel
Straight_Shot adjusts visor infrared coming up on it
Straight_Shot clicks a remote on his belt at once thick orange smoke begins to pour out of the satchel blanketing the area

<Straight_Shot>: the smoke is thick, view obscuring, and bitter tasting but relatively harmless
<JungleDm>: The child drops his gun, and begins to cough. the rest of the crew begins to scatter out
Straight_Shot begins taking center mass shots at the scattered men with bow and arrow

<JungleDm>: The men begin to get knocked down, one by one.
Straight_Shot slides down the trunk of the tree putting on a rebreather and slips into the smoke
Straight_Shot collapses bow and begins pugilism

JungleDm nudges Boomer
<JungleDm>: You got stuff like that?
<Boomer>: "You trying to make it a competition?"
<JungleDm>: What? Nah, just assessing

<JungleDm>: Straight_Shot successfully pugilism the hell out of the five people
Straight_Shot grabs boy by the collar and exits the smoke field
<Straight_Shot>: "Friendly or not?"
<JungleDm>: Por favor no me hagas daño!
<JungleDm>: the kid clasp his hands, and shakes them, pleading at Straight_Shot

<Straight_Shot>: "Man if I wasn't here on business I would make the best pulp fiction reference right now"
<Straight_Shot>: "Sorry, slick can't understand ya can't know whether to trust ya"
<Straight_Shot>: "Just sit tight for now"
JungleDm continues spouting spanish, crying, and kneeling on his knees
Straight_Shot binds hands and sits the kid down next to a tree near the compound

<Straight_Shot>: "It's alright now"
<Straight_Shot>: "Just a little longer"
Straight_Shot jogs away over to other side of compound
<JungleDm>: The kid remains restrained

<JungleDm>: The compound seems even, except for the secret door entrance. It seems to have a hole where the knob should be, and a mechanism lies inside
<Straight_Shot>: [is there anyone left to distract?]
<JungleDm>: Only the one jeep went outside]
<Straight_Shot>: [right]

Straight_Shot climbs a bit and just barely peeks the top of his head over the wall
Straight_Shot looks around for more guys

<JungleDm>: dude, that wall is two and half metres tall]
<Straight_Shot>: [and made of sticks right?]
<JungleDm>: right, es[
<Straight_Shot>: [so its like an eight foot wall]

<JungleDm>: you successfully make it to the top
Straight_Shot peeks over the wall
<JungleDm>: Inside, still remains around 70 workers, of differing ages and sexes, and round 30 armed guards
Straight_Shot shimmies along the wall rounding toward where a majority of guards are