Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150916094100/@comment-26104528-20151017005105

stupid..."Why did she not call for help earlier?" Ingraham asked to himself as he facepalmed.

"Total comms blackout in that area." Ezekiel-0 reported as he glanced at the screen in his vehicle. Looking back at the camera feed, he clicked off the safety for the APC's weapon systems.

Immediatly, Dr.E rushed out of his mobile lab with a small box containg a trio of syringes. "I've trown together some of ze cure. Get zis to frau auburn NOW." looking back at the others, some were not afraid to show jealousy or worse. "I vill heal all of yu soon; vee have a hospital to take. Schnell, schnell!" he called as he got back inside.

"Ok, if anyone wants to try out the new guns, now's your chance." Ingraham said to the survivors as Ezekiel APC set down with an open door.

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(FYI, those weren't cannon shells; those were bolts of lightning. Also, since when do drunks have enough balance to get back up? The impaired coordination and overall slowness tends to stop that.)

"Shields up!" Ezekiel-1 called to his squad who did so in response. BCU suits were meant to last against rabid beowulves; they could take some bullets. Upfront, the normal operators were now going for a cryogenic approach to slow the suits down, wheether that be hitting them with an underbarrel cryo-throwr or bashing them with an ice shield. This bought enough time for Eze-1 to get off a harpoon shot. Locking himself down with gravity boots, he retracted the harpoon to disarm th lead thugs and went on to repeat the process on the others.

Eze-5 replied to thier supressing with a barrage of high velocity pellets while her partner adjusted the focus of her microwave gun to disrupt the power controls in the exoskeletons.

In the back, Ezekiel-7 kicked up the voltage level even more. First blast arced about four of them which should have been enough voltage to kill a human being at this point, but just to be on the safe side Eze-8 was back in gauss mode and sending depleted uranium at 900 meters per second downrange.

Not willing to let BCU have all the fun, Stahlfritz used the chaos of the battle to get to where he wouldn't risk friendly fire from his corporate allies. As a thug drunkenly hoisted a gatling gun to bear on the snipers, he was met with a breach kick to the arm which forced him to drop the weapon followed by a pneumatic knife to the side of the head. The confused brute swung at the phantom and all he succeeded was toppling over and failing to get back up. Fritz would have finished the job, had another thug not come at him. Were it not for Exe-5, sending a barrage of pellets which forced a sluggish attention change, Fritz might have been swiss cheesed.

"Good night!" the cyborg called as he ran up, feinted a punch, and gave another cyber-boosted breach kick right into the solar plexus and actually gave a pneumatic knife to the helmet. Meant to breach an Ursai skull, there was a reason why shrekfaust was named that.