Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150518191206/@comment-26104528-20150702073957

On one hand, Fritz could hear Azzie's disembodided voice telling everyone to get over to the north gate ASAP, but on the other hand, he saw Estelle coming towards him saying something about a wire in the ground, a bomb, and a cement truck.

"Azzie, Browning, I think we've got a bomb in the village. We'll have to divide and conquer." Fritz said into his scroll as he went over to get a bomb tech on that thing.

Mini timeskip

With a small escort, an armored Stahlfritz approached the cement truck, following the wire Estelle mentioned into the drum. Why? because it was an Order bomb and he was the Order expert. ''Flagg Logic: let's schedule the Bomb Disposal Course for early in the morning and have it taught by Boring McMonotone! ''And of course, this McMonotone character Fritz was mentally complaining about held minimal demonstrations and rarely let the students give it a try.

Mental rant over, Fritz peered into the drum "Son of a motherless goat..." Several AM-60 "Durandal" artillery shells all poking up out of the cement. Atlesian-made and designed with anti-structure as their purpose. Fritz started tearing off the bulky suit, citing "If I'm in there when it goes boom, this suit isn't going to do jack-diddly-shit. Might as well die comfortable."

"CATSAI, scan for power signatures. What kind of electronics we looking at?" He said as he lowered himself into the drum of death.

"Multiple signal reciever units wired in parrallel with a single grounding wire. Close resemblance to [|Sivan] Usoyan's work." CATSAI replied.

"Well, remind me to put a bullet or twelve in his head the next time I see him." Fritz mumbled as he pulled each shell out of the concrete to disconnect the triggers.

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Meanwhile, a few mysterious villagers peered out of the inn and other buildings towards the hunters in training. The ones in the inn reached for some sniper rifles stored under the beds or in the bathrooms.

(Azulius will spot a lone worker *looking* like he is applying cement to the brick walls.)