Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20150907231134/@comment-26104528-20151023012026

"I want Manticores on those Ursai now! Is anyone going to fini-" a cluster of creeps came scurrying at Obi-1 as she barked orders. Without a break in her step, she spun on her heels and fired a long burst from her Typ-20 assault rifle until it clicked dry. Immediatly, she retrived her prod staff and batted the remaining creatures away with the electrical club end. "-sh off that Tajitu?!" from where she was, another wave of Grimm was trying to claw its way out of the chlorine-filled lower levels. She wasn't taking any risks. "Agent Vivacas, a plug for that hole would be nice." the Archer acknowledged and called in a supply drop from an Inua; he was going to need all the dust he could get.

"This is Anise, I'm on the big guy. Obi-7, 8, Rainy's gonna need overwatch." the sniper replied as she gave the two-headed snake another burst from her laser rifle. Slowly but surely, large gashes were appearing in that Grimm's neck. Seizing the opportunity, Obi-6 emptied his LMG's magazine into the gash. With 150-odd pellets flying into the mangled mess of meat, a vital artery was bound to get nicked and judging by the the creautre's reaction of plomping onto the ground: success.

"New targets acknowledged." the Manticores replied as they sprinted towards the sleuth of Ursai that was getting too close for comfort. Obadiah operators made a tactical retreat to better ground while the manticores came in with a mechanical fury that could match the Grimm they were designed against.

20mm shells lit up the creatures, followed by sustained bursts from incendiary lasers. If the place wasn't flooded with chlorine gas, it'd smell like a barbacue gone wrong. As soon as the manticores got into melee range, diamond coated steel tor through Ursai flesh. Some of the larger Ursai were doing a number on the war machines, but not like their AI cared. Tuned for maximum aggression, a tossed manticore got right back up and opened fire on the Ursai Major that took him for a ride.

"ALERT: incoming rocket fire. calculating trajectory." the CATSAI units in the Inuas both called out.

Just in time. The pilot dropping off supplies to Rainier sped his aircraft to intercept the inbound missiles.

"Be advised. I've got incoming rocket fire. moving to intercept" The two aircraft flew a good distance from the mall before locking onto them with the forward laser cannons. Several bright yellow shock lasers danced across the sky while flares were jettisoned from the gunships just to be safe.