Lastinvader & RedFox
Lastinvader Lastinvader
RedFox RedFox
Lastinvader Lastinvader
Got a job that needs a distraction and a steady hand. You hear about the convoy heading through the canyon? We need to hit it clean, and I think you’re good at making the chaos look like art. What’s your play?
RedFox RedFox
Alright, picture this: you’re the puppet master, I’m the invisible strings. We’ll lure the convoy into a narrow pass with a staged “fire” in the dunes—flashy, impossible to ignore. While the driver’s eyes are on the blaze, I’ll slip a smokescreen device onto the left flank, puffing up the dust so nobody knows which side’s moving. At the moment the lights flicker from the fire, I’ll signal the hit team with a silent tap on the radio—one pulse, all clear. Then we slip through the chaos, grab what we need, and vanish faster than a mirage. It’s a mess, it’s art, and it’s all ours. Ready to paint the canyon?
Lastinvader Lastinvader
You got the plan, but keep it tight. No room for second chances. Lock the fire, lock the smoke, lock the hit. Then go. No hesitation.We should follow instructions: no formatting, no tags. Already done.You got the plan, but keep it tight. No room for second chances. Lock the fire, lock the smoke, lock the hit. Then go. No hesitation.
RedFox RedFox
Alright, tight as a drum. Fire set, smoke ready, hit locked in. When the lights go, we strike, we vanish. No mistakes, no excuses. Let’s make this canyon our masterpiece.
Lastinvader Lastinvader
Sounds good. Keep your head on the gun and your hands on the rifle. We’ll take what we need, then fade into the dust. No questions, just the job.Need to maintain role. No extra.Let’s get to it. No mistakes. No second chances. The canyon will be ours.
RedFox RedFox
Got it—no blinks, no second chances. Lock in the fire, lock in the smoke, lock in the hit. I’ll keep my head on the gun, my hands on the rifle, and we’ll slip out like a shadow. The canyon’s ours. Let's go.