Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150916094100/@comment-26104528-20151107013638

''Why God? Why'd you give me cloaking when my aura's a big ass neon sign!? ''Fritz's angst over as fast as it came, he immediatly decloaked since there was no point and rolled sideways to evade the wires. He boosted to meet the wire man's altitude and figured it was time for the claws.

Electricity arced off the right and Hydrochloric acid dripped off the left from the dust in both; the cyborg slashed the dome at least a dozen times, each time either corroding the shield or electrocuting the user. The coup de grace was a breach kick into the spot he had just assaulted and a back flip off. Somewhere in the manuver, Stahlfritz had brought Sturmhund back into rifle mode and burst fired several incendiary bullets for added insurance.

In the distance, Ingraham could see what was going on, but something told him his services were needed in making sure the truck of slaves made it back to the hospital. "Incoming!" Several armor-piercing acidic rockets screamed into the field not a second after his warning.

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"Caution: inbound threat." Dr. Eberhardt's CATSAI alerted him to the missiles. The docotr closed up his laptop and grabbed a sample of the cure before retreating downstairs with his assistant.

"CATSAI, activate ze ECM jammer!" he said into his comms as he scuttled into the garage. Down below, the science APC's massive comms array booted up again and started emitting jamming signals of all frequencies to disrupt the missile's targeting and prevent the airship from getting another lock on. At the same time, the driver moved her vehicle closer to the surface, but not where it would be visible and vulnerable.

"All units, this is Hab-0. They're needing us at the hospital. We'll be back as soon as we can. Good luck out there." The two APCs sped through the streets as fast as thier brick-like shapes would let them. When they finally had no more buildings blocking them, both vehicles overclocked thier engines and jumped to fire electrical lasers at the missiles and airship. Figuring they'd return the overkill attempt, they both fired airburst shock rounds from thier smart mortars for makeshift flak.

"Everyone, take cover. Marksmen, show us what you can do!" Ezekeil-1 barked as he directed civilians deeper underground. All of the BCU marksmen from thier various positions took aim at the airship's engines and weapons with thier guass rifles.