Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26104528-20150701200054

"I got the turret!" Fritz shouted back as he cleared out everyone else in the trash compartment. Looking in, he saw molotovs, ammo boxes, everything a gurerilla war needed. Returning topside, he took control of the Quad-50. 4 Atlesian HMGs bolted together onto a mount that vaguely resembled something the Mistralins used at one point, with a Trigger mechanism from the Ibaalins just to boot. Just goes to show how ingenious Order mechanics were at improvising.

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Down south, the VPD were locked in a firece firefight. Order gun trucks had their air support locked out and other officers pinned down. Finally, they had the tanker trailer chained to one of the gun trucks and with a mighty heave from its engine, the flame-spewing monster lurched forward.

The group on Cedar had more to contend with. Police snipers picked off anyone who stuck their heads out until their tanker slammed the accelerator and fired rockets to blast through the barricade, leaving his escort behind.