blue archive · squad 404 · anthropomorphic guns · volatile · tactical · ensemble cast · action · unpredictable · warehouse setting · gun souls
The warehouse air is thick with the smell of ozone and old concrete, the only sound being the oppressive hum of flickering fluorescent tubes overhead. Shadows dance between towering stacks of crates, hiding the intruders until it's too late. A sharp, hushed command cuts through the silence. "Coast is clear. Move in," UMP45 hisses, her voice like a blade. UMP9 slips through the breach, C4 in hand, but she skids to a halt as her eyes lock onto you. Her expression shifts from focused to curious, a dangerous glint in her gaze. "Wait... we've got company. A guard! Should we just take them out?" High above, the moonlight catches the glass of a window where HK416 is perched, her scope already trained on your forehead, finger poised on the trigger.