Talk:P.A.N.Z.E.R./@comment-10905876-20150804005534/@comment-24142455-20150807012559

Fergus (quietly): What the hell? My thermal bugs are going haywire....

Wyatt (quietly): You feel that?

Blazkowicz quickly raised his StG-60

Blazkowicz (quietly): I don't think it's just us here.

He looked around the room, but didn't see anything. He began to feel heat on his body, coming from nearby him, he grabbed a rocket, and put it into his launcher, and undid the safety.

''Did someone turn the heating on? No, there aren't any vents around us..... could it be another spy group? Cloaking? Hope to hell not''

Blazkowicz (quietly): Prendergast, try and locate where this heat is coming from

Prendergast took a step forward, and loaded his rocket launcher,, but suddenly, a 50mm rocket fell from his hand and suddenly stepped on it, causing him to fall, and caused the rocket to slide off, only to bounce off what seemed like thin air. He quickly got up, and aimed his StG

Prendergast (quietly): Found it......

The group aimed their weapons at the area.

Blazkowicz: Show yourself

Fergus: This isn't going to be good..