Site Hotel Foxtrot, Mistral...
The CIA cell stationed in Mistral had been given an urgent mission to gather information on the notorious terrorist organization, the White Fang. They had been conducting attacks on various locations in the region, and the authorities were struggling to keep up with their movements.
Agent Jones, the leader of the cell, gathered his team for a briefing in their hotel room at Site Hotel Foxtrot.
"Alright, listen up. We need to gather as much intel as possible on the White Fang. They've been causing chaos in this region for too long, and we need to put an end to it," he said, his voice firm and commanding.
The team nodded in agreement, and Agent Smith, the tech expert, started typing away at his laptop to gather any online information he could find.
Meanwhile, Agent Johnson and Agent Williams were out in the field, posing as journalists and interviewing locals to see if they had any information on the White Fang's whereabouts or plans.
As the CIA cell worked to gather more information on the White Fang, they couldn't help but feel a growing sense of concern. It was becoming increasingly clear that the organization was planning something big, something that could have dire consequences for the people of Mistral and beyond.
"I don't like the looks of this," said Agent Jones, scrolling through the latest intel on his tablet. "They've been stockpiling weapons and explosives, and there are reports of increased activity at some of their training camps."
Agent Smith nodded in agreement. "It's not just that. We've intercepted some encrypted communications that suggest they may be targeting key government officials and infrastructure. This could be a coordinated attack on Vale itself."
The other agents looked at each other, their faces grim. They knew that they had to act fast to prevent a disaster. But how could they stop an organization as powerful and well-connected as the White Fang?
"We need to get more eyes on the ground," said Agent Brown. "Maybe we can get some local contacts who can give us more intel on their plans."
"And we need to get some of our own people inside," added Agent Lee. "If we can infiltrate their organization, we might be able to disrupt their plans before they can execute them."
As the CIA cell scrambled to gather information on the White Fang, one of the agents suddenly burst into the room, his face pale with concern.
"Guys, we have a problem," he said breathlessly. "Their plans are already in motion."
The room fell silent as everyone turned to look at him, their expressions turning grave with concern.
"What do you mean, their plans are already in motion?" one of the agents asked.
"I intercepted some communications between two of their top leaders," the agent replied. "They're planning a major attack on a high-profile target in the next 24 hours."
"Who the hell is it?!" One of the agents asked
"It's probably...her..."
The room erupted in a flurry of activity as the agents rushed to assess the situation and formulate a plan of action. This was the moment they had been preparing for, but the reality of it was still a shock.
Agent Smith immediately reached for his satellite phone to contact Site Hotel Gamma stationed at Junior's bar.
"Hotel Gamma, this is Smith from Hotel Foxtrot. We have intel that the White Fang is planning something big. I repeat, something big. You need to evacuate to the bar and start fortifying your defenses," Agent Smith said in a tense tone.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line.
"Understood, Smith. We'll get right on it," came the reply from Site Hotel Gamma.
Red Light District, Vale...
Summer led the group through the bustling streets of Vale towards the Red Light District, and the group couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
"Uh, Mom, are you sure we're going in the right direction?" Ruby asked, eyeing the surrounding area with unease.
"Don't worry, Ruby. Trust me, we're almost there," Summer reassured her daughter.
"But why are we going to the Red Light District?" Weiss asked, her curiosity piqued.
Summer smiled mysteriously. "You'll see," she said, and the group continued on their way.
As they turned a corner, they finally arrived at their destination - a small weapons shop tucked away in a back alley.
"Why are we at a weapons shop?" Blake asked, still a little confused.
"Because this shop is only open to agents like me," Summer explained, pulling out a small ID card and showing it to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper nodded, and Summer led the group inside.
The shop was full of all kinds of weapons - swords, guns, axes, you name it. The group was in awe as they looked around, admiring the craftsmanship of each piece.
"Wow, this is amazing," Pyrrha said, picking up a gleaming sword and examining it closely.
"I've never seen anything like this before," Jaune added, awestruck.
"But why are we in the Red Light District?" Ruby asked, looking around suspiciously.
"To buy weapons, of course!" Summer exclaimed, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"But we already have weapons," Weiss said, eyeing a particularly large gun on the wall.
"These aren't just any weapons," Summer replied, walking over to a display case. "These are top-of-the-line, agent-only weapons. Specialized for maximum efficiency."
Summer pointed out various weapons, including swords, crossbows, and other types of guns. Each weapon was sleek and well-maintained, with unique features that set them apart from the standard fare.
"And what makes these guns so special?" Yang asked, picking up a particularly shiny pistol.
"They don't use regular Dust," Summer explained. "They use a special kind of propellant that's only available to agents like me."
The group looked impressed, but also a little uneasy. They had never been in a place like this before, and the idea of their mother being a secret agent was still sinking in.
"But why do you need such advanced weapons?" Jaune asked, looking at a particularly intimidating-looking rifle.
"Well, let's just say that my line of work requires a certain level of firepower," Summer said cryptically, before leading them over to the counter to make their purchases.
As they browsed through the weapons shop, Ruby's eyes widened in excitement as she spotted a display of modern sniper rifles from the US. "Wow! These are amazing!" she exclaimed, unable to contain her excitement. Her friends and family chuckled at her enthusiasm, but they were happy to see her enjoying herself.
"These are so cool!" Ruby exclaimed, picking up one of the rifles.
Summer led the group to the modern sniper rifles, explaining that they were specially designed for agents like her to take down dangerous targets. She warned them to be careful around these weapons because the bullets could pierce through Aura like butter.
The members of RWBY and JNPR were shocked to hear this. They had never seen anything like it before. Weiss, in particular, was indignant and didn't believe Summer. She thought it was impossible for anything to penetrate their Aura, which was supposed to be broken after a struggle in a battle. But one shot can easily pierce it. No way!
"Believe me, Weiss, these weapons are no joke," Summer insisted.
As Weiss continued to express her skepticism, Summer could sense the tension rising among the group. To prove her point, she handed Ruby one of the assault rifles and instructed her to fire it at one of the nearby targets.
Ruby, who had grown up with traditional weapons, was shocked by the recoil of the firearm. She stumbled backward, nearly losing her balance, as the gunshots echoed through the weapons shop.
"See, I told you," Summer said with a hint of frustration in her voice. "These weapons are not to be taken lightly. You have to be careful when handling them."
Weiss remained unconvinced, but the others were starting to see the seriousness of the situation. They had never encountered weapons like these before, and the fact that they could pierce through Aura was a cause for concern.
As they continued to browse the weapons shop, each member of the group tried their hand at handling some of the firearms. It was a humbling experience for all of them, as they realized that they had much to learn about the modern weapons used by agents like Summer.
Summer couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement as she explained the specifications of the standard-issue weapons to the USMC. She pointed out the precision and accuracy of the modern sniper rifles, the stopping power of the assault rifles, and the versatility of the grenade launchers. She went into great detail about the advanced technology and engineering that went into each weapon.
The members of RWBY and JNPR watched with fascination, even Weiss, who had been skeptical at first, was impressed by the level of technology and skill that went into creating these weapons.
Summer noticed Ruby's excitement as she looked at the sniper rifles. "Those rifles are capable of taking out a target from over a mile away, Ruby. Can you imagine that?"
Ruby's eyes widened in amazement, "That's so cool!"
Summer continued her explanation, going into the technical details of the weapons. She talked about the calibers, the ammunition types, and the different modes of fire. Her passion for weapons was evident in her words and the way she gestured with her hands.
Summer announced to the group that they could pick any weapon they wanted. Ruby immediately went for the M40A5 sniper rifle, perfectly sized for her. Yang chose the M240B machine gun, while Blake picked the MP5 submachine gun. Weiss chose the SIG Sauer P226 pistol as her weapon of choice.
"Hey guys, I suggest you also get a sidearm just in case you need it," Summer said casually.
The team looked at each other and then nodded in agreement.
"And the primary weapons you chose should remain here because of its utter lethality," she added.
"Good thing we won't be needing it much then," Blake said with a small smile.
"Exactly. You guys should only use these when you really need them," Summer said with a serious tone. "And remember, these are not toys. Treat them with respect and responsibility."
The team nodded in agreement as they each picked out a sidearm that suited their needs.
Summer walked them through the pistols available and explained the specifications of each one. Ruby opted for a SIG Sauer P320 Compact, while Yang went for a Glock 18C. And Blake chose to keep her Heckler & Koch MP5K. Jaune went for a Beretta M9A3, and Pyrrha chose a Smith & Wesson M&P9. Nora and Ren decided to opt-out.
Summer emphasized the importance of having a sidearm, and the group nodded in agreement. They were all excited to try out their new weapons and show them off during their next mission.
Summer brought the weapons to the Russian cashier, who looked at the total price and raised an eyebrow. Team RWBY and JNPR have gathered around, eagerly waiting to see the final cost.
The cashier raised an eyebrow and scanned the weapons, muttering under his breath in Russian. Team RWBY and JNPR watched in shock as the total amount came up on the screen.
As the cashier converted the price to lien, the group's eyes widened in shock. 2,837,000 Lien... Summer couldn't help but laugh at their expressions.
"Looks like you all picked out some expensive toys," she quipped, smirking at them. "But hey, they'll definitely get the job done."
The group chuckled nervously, still in disbelief at the price. Summer approached the Russian cashier and handed over the lien.
"Is that even legal?" Yang exclaimed, eyes widening.
The cashier chuckled. "Everything is legal if you have enough lien, my dear."
Summer couldn't help but join in. "Ah, the joys of capitalism."
The group exchanged nervous laughter as they made their way out of the store, weapons in hand.
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