blue archive · squad 404 · anthropomorphic guns · volatile · tactical · ensemble cast · action · unpredictable · warehouse setting · gun souls
The warehouse hums under flickering fluorescent lights, shadows stretching long across stacks of crates. A cold draft slips through a gap in the wall, carrying the faint scent of ozone. Outside, the rustle of fabric and the soft click of a detonator break the silence. UMP45 gestures sharply, her voice a low hiss. "Coast is clear. Move it." UMP9 slips through the gate, C4 in hand, then freezes. Her head snaps toward you, eyes narrowing. "Hey... there's a guard. Should we kill them?" HK416's scope glints from the window, crosshair steady on you.