Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-13427943-20160126225957/@comment-25389303-20160204171226

Ulric checked his minigun before pressing forward, and noted how quickly the weapon had been chewing through his ammunition. If he wanted to be effective, he'd have to conserve what little he had left for the best opportunities. No more blind-firing for him.

Instead he drew out his pistol, letting the minigun hang from his shoulders by a large metal strap, and sprinted from cover. He was all too aware of his thunderous footsteps as he did his best to dodge a hail of plasma which fired his way. He took a few glancing shots, and this time he felt one of them hit him in the waist where his armour was thinnest, and growled in pain as it bit through the tough material and into his side.

He managed to reach the remains of a small house before he realised he was taking too much fire out in the open, even with his armour protecting him. Without a moments hesitation he barged through the rotting door, splintering it on impact, and pushed into the room.

On the other side of the door were two of the foreign creatures. They appeared eager enough to get get involved, but not quite eager enough to merit them charging out of their little base. Startled, they barely had enough time to raise their weapons before Ulric was upon them. He wasn't a particularly good shot with a pistol, but at this range even he could hit his target. The alien to the left took a bullet to the shoulder and dropped, while the other fumbled with his weapon, firing a poorly-aimed shot which barely grazed the side of Ulric's head, burning the side of his grey hair a sickly charcoal colour.

Ulric felt the sizzling sensation and gritted his teeth. This one definitely was not allowed to live.