Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150916094100/@comment-26104528-20151122070829

"Y'know Ingraham, there was a perfectly good fire extinguisher down here." Fritz reached under his seat and pulled out the affermentioned red canister.

"Yeah, yeah. Less talky, more shooty!" Ingraham pointed at the newly formed blockade and they were already opening fire with everything they had. Missiles and shells sped towards the armored vehicle.

"Express elevator, going up!" Hab-0 called ovr the comms as he fired the forward smoke launchers again where the flakes of white phosphorus would take care of any heatseekers in one way or another. Now on the top of a row of buildings, the APC flew off the edge and landed behind the position where it let off with a massive burst from the jerry-rigged rocket launchers.

Note to self, submit as potential modification...

The APC turned broadsides for everyone to finish off the stragglers. As they were about to get moving again, the dreaded Blue Halibut warnings appeared on the HUD's of all Flagg Related Personel. One the one hand, both the cyborgs were worried about what was going on, but they had a job to do. They'll cross that bridge when they come to it.

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Deep in the basement of the Hospital, Eberhardt and Lachlan were checking over steam pumps and other machinery to ensure proper temperature for thier cure production. Not only did they get the Blue Halibut as well, Dr. Eberhardt was also recieving an emergency secure call from Zephrion. After informing Lachlan, the ferret rounded a corner and put him through.

"Dr. Eberhardt, a cyberattack on the Vale Stock Exchange has dealt a substantial blow to our finances. We have proof that it was perpetrated by a terrorist group calling themselves Master's Realm. The same group that eliminated external asset Laelia furfuracea..."

although he wasn't entirely sure on the name, the doctor knew they only meant trouble. big trouble. "Don't tell me you are cutting funding..."

"If this continues, I may have to and we all know that is not optimal for our company. I have a new task for your expedition. How have your dealings with the locals been?"

"Very vell, very vell. Zey are accepting our assistance und vee have zier trust. Ze BCU is doing a vunderbar job defending zem."

"Excellent. Then it goes without saying that you know have a humanitarian prority. Keep those people alive and on our side. I'm delegating my people into dealing with this problem right now and we will need all the support and good reputation we can get."

"So, do you still vant Agents Panzier und Talsphere to secure ze enemy data?"

"it's no longer your priority. In fact, if found out it may jeaporidze our position. I presume the data recorders from this expedition will be enough, but the final call is up to you. You are the expert...Flagg out."

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"Trying missiles again?" Amber tauntingly asked as she brought up her jamming field once more. Only this time, it didn't look very useful...

"Heads up, we've got unguideds coming in!" she dispensed a thermal smokescreen to cover any retreats. Eze-0 bolted out of his current hidey-hole to lay down laser fire against the incoming barrage. The extended firefight had been taking its toll and the APC was down to 34% dust reserves for ammo. Diverting the remainder into his twin lasers, he started on shooting down as many of the missiles as he could. CATSAI's calculations were impeccable; one after the other, the explosives went down.

"This is Eze-0 to all friendlies. if someone could get me some dust, I'll owe you a drink." he said over the comms, watching his reserves fall lower and lower with each shot. C'mon, make 'em count...