Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150716171702/@comment-26104528-20150808182124

(Ok. I'm a little confused as to where everybody is. These posts are based off the notions that NOBODY is topside of the sub.)

"Just make this fast." Fritz went over to the cargo door. After checking for explosives, he undid the lock and kicked it open for Cormac before joining Estellia to clear the reactor.

All suited up, the couple moved through the sub as fast as they could, checking and clearing each corner as they went.

"Caution. Large heat source detected. Thermal scans ineffective." CATSAI reported.

"Looks like we doing this the old fashioned way." Fritz said as he undid the lock and prepared to kick the door in. Stella returned a confident nod and shouldered her SMG.

High compression springs weren't just good for absorbing shock, they could also store incredible amounts of kinetic energy. A little trick Stahlfritz picked up a while ago was to manually have them contract; even reinforced doors didn't stand a chance against his breach kick. With an ear-shaking bang, the barricaded door flew open and both Eliminators went in to fufill thier namesake.

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With all that cover and one other teammate, the Crusader fell back having lost the advantage. Her objective was to keep the mercs from damaging another crane. So long as the enemy was stuck inside the sub, that objctive was complete.

"Lead, they've fallen back. Get someone to open the hatch." she radioed.

"I'll getcha." a gruff voice replied. Up top, several Order grunts were working ovrtime to get those warheads out of the sub as fast as they could. Skilled mechanics used plasma torches to cut the missile hatches open while a exo-equipped heavy trooper removed said hatch so the crane could attach. One of the heavies found a break where he jogged to the cargo hatch and lifted it open for the Crusader to exit. The atlesian made-exo was powerful enough that he could lift the hatch with one hand while leaving the other free for other reasons.

"We still need all that gear?" he asked.

"Doubtful. Flush her out anyway." the Crusader replied as she slipped outside. In obediance, the heavy activated one of his weapon: a pair of heavy flamethrowers with dual-Mac-10s as back-up. Unlike the gasoline-powered light flamethrowers, heavy flamethrowers used the much deadlier napalm. Sticky, burning goo splattered all over the room and filled it with fire.