Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150916094100/@comment-26104528-20151024235447

Gotta go faster..."Ok, new plan: I clear you guys a path and you finish anything I missed." Ingraham called to the survivng militia as he tossed the body he was using as a shield aside and kept going through the poker floor. He could already see the employee door that would take him to the vault.

With an aura-boosted kick, Ingraham sent a poker table that a trio of thugs were using as cover into another one and ensured they weren't going to pull any tricks with a nice incendiary rocket into the whole mess. A side-boost helped him avoid a burst of machine gun fire from another enemy squad firing out of the employee halls.

"Hey, shoot that chandelier!" he called to the militia leader as CATSAI detected a trio of grenades coming at him. Flying out there would mean getting riddled with bullets; all the merc could do was crouch and lock down his exo-skeleton and concentrate his aura on staying alive.

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"Ingraham, Akari, you've got company." Fritz highlighted them with his CATSAI before switching to a acidic magazine to corrode through the armor. A series of five round bursts met thier mark on the armored wheels of the jeeps, leaving them wide-open for Noire to potshot; just Fritz's way of making up for stealing the show.

"Rylan...hold 'er steady." the wounded Eze-8 told his partner as he reached for the Type-70 stuffed between the seats. Even with a heavily damaged suit, the roadrunner hoisted the gauss rifle and took a shot at the back of the jeep closest to them. A bright white beam of light emanated from the weapon as high-velocity depleted uranium worked its magic on guerilla armor. While conventional rounds would deflect from the angle they were going at, the long spike of metal ended up keyholing into the jeep; needless to say, that was going to be nasty.

Eze-0 had a good feeling his team was on the way, given all the publicity they were recieving. The vehicle's scanner showed these jeeps were hauling heavy autocannons that could rip up those trucks. Even with his APC's reactive armor and other defensive mechanisms, the enemy still had a numbers advantage and it looked like they knew how to use it.

"Stay on track. I'll cover you!" Setting himself down, Eze-0 fired upon the engine blocks with a piercing laser. A brilliant green beam of light emanated from the ruins of a cafe that could serve as temporary cover for when it was time to bail.