Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150916094100/@comment-26104528-20151003192626

"Caution. Several explosives detected in vicinity." CATSAI reported to everyone in the team and drew them on the HUDs in thier gas masks.

"Suspected transmitter here." it highlighted where that Remote was, up on top of the water tower and right next to a critical looking pipe. One bad shot and there goes all that water.

"Noire, I'm going to need some sniper cover. Hab-5, back him up." Fritz ordered as he cloaked and followed to the transmitter. He set his weapon to semi-automatic and put a 3-round burst into the bad guys. Transmitter barely made it out; his buddy returned fire.

"Watch it! RPG!" Fritz called through his comms as he de-cloaked, side boosted, and went prone to escape. Lying on his back but ready to get up and move again, he kept up the aimed fire to try and bring him down.

"Roger!" the lion replied as he loaded another enormous 800 round magazine into the Type-160X. He followed the Eliminator through the ruined building, stepping over broken furniture and through holes in walls to flank the enemy. Sighting in, he fired a swarm of metal at the RPG soldier on the water tower. He deliberately aimed a hair to the side so at the very least, his surpressive fire would only graze the water tower. A small leak was nothing compared to having the whole thing fall over. Hab-6 stayed back, waiting for the explosives to be cleared.

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"Ok, one more load." The APC driver shouted out the door as he notioned to the survivors to get in. Once again, it was another squeeze that looked not unlike a New York Subway at quittin' time. As it left, a small family lurched in, shouting and waving in vain as the hovercraft sped off.

"Damnit Hab-0, we got four more." Habakkuk-1 said into his comms. His only reply was "Negative. I've already got a mother and her three kids upfront and one's in my lap. Heck, CATSAI's warning me about an overload."

The Bear faunus turned to the distraught family. Both the parents were carrying the kids who were just too tired to run anymore. He could see bruises on both the mother and father. Needless to say, this ticked him off.

"It's just a few blocks" he pointed down the road where the broken neon sign of the hotel was just barely visible. "We'll personally escort you there."

"Great sentiment bud, but you'd better hurry." Hab-7 radioed in as she saw another gun truck coming this way, a burst of minigun fire forced both the snipers out of thier roost and downstairs. "Shit!"

"Just move! I can take em'." With that, Ingraham lauched a trio of rockets at the gun truck and fired a burst of flechettes straight down at the following thugs.