Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-13427943-20170213053613/@comment-26104528-20170408190541

The Hyena bomber swept into the scene, dropping a pair of proton bombs on the area marked by Onyx. Rubble and dust went everywhere, providing an excellent cover for Swordfish squad to keep moving through the ruins. Immediatly, the aircraft did a 180 and transformed into its walker mode. Strutting around the area, it fired a rapid blast from its laser cannons into suspected areas. For what was supposed to be an emotionless machine, bloodthrist was very, very, evident in its behavior.

''Area Clear of all Hostile Meatbags. Returning to Base.''

"That's motivating..." Onyx snarked as he read the transmission from the droid.

Estellia and Asher took point as the squad manuvered through the city ruins. With their current path blocked by collapsed rubble, they found themselves before an open street with only a burned out speeder for cover, Stella paused and brought up her rangefinder to look for snipers. Just one, and given the dead birds all across the road, it must have been either incredibly bored or calibrating its targeting software. Either way, that droid was a very fine shot.

"If it stops transmitting, they'll suspect something's up. Stun it and move on." Lucina spoke as she used a shard of a broken mirror to examine the scene. Hattrick nodded, set his rifle on stun, and switched positions with the Tigress.

The clone kneeled just below the wall, waiting for another flight of birds to pass so the droid would have something else to shoot at. Hearing scattered weapons fire, he leaned out and saw the shape of a B1 plinking away at wildlife. It seemed somewhat frustrated as it missed on occasion. As it reached for another clip for its rifle, Hattrick pulled the trigger and sent a thin blue bolt at it, striking the droid dead on its chest. Small electrical shocks came off of it as it fell over and out of sight.

"Tango down, clear to move." he reported and the whole squad dashed across into an alleyway for cover.

"Let's get back out of sight." Asher said through his panting. As he was about to clear into a burned out bakery, Estellia quickly pulled him back out and pointed at the ground. Kneeling, she motioned for him to switch on the flashlight built into his helmet. There, a thin fishline could be seen glistening.

"Lucina, is this what I think it is?" she asked as the veteran huntress walked over.

"Yes. classic tripwire trap, but not something I'd expect the droids to use..." she replied as she gently held the wire and cut it in two with the blade on her pistol. The Banshee just barely stepped inside and followed the wires. The first end led to a spike in the ground, the second end led to a small pile of trash. Gingerly, Lucina dissasembled the pile to reveal a barbaric-looking device buried underneath; a collection of barbed spikes hooked up to a spring powered launcher with a battery pack attached to it. The ends had some kind of fluid smeared on them.

"Trandoshan spike claymore. They must be looking to take refugees as slaves or droids for scrap."

As she spoke, Asher took a longer look around the room with his lights still on. The look of shock could be seen through his helmet.

"Hey boss...look." he pointed, revealing more wires strewn throughout the room in a criss-cross pattern. The spike mines must have been everywhere...

"Ok, I want Asher to keep that light on while I disarm these. Onyx, call it in." the Banshee ordered before setting to work.

"This is Swordfish squad. Be advised, we've found Trandoshan weapons in the city ruins and suspect slavers may be operating in the area." he sent the encrypted message back to the FOB before getting out a dataknife to disarm some traps of his own.