-the gas shells then lands in the encampment-
-while the drones fires off trail-less rockets at the encampment from one side, another side, and hides a few EM-Pulse warhead rockets among the barrage-
-while the mortar drones fires off more shells to saturate the area with tear gas, and the surveillance drones track the single figure as she heads to the array-
всегда верен-Well, that is very very hard to say its not like Liman has given match options for a traditional escape-
-While from the outside, the smoke sure as hell obscures the situation, a magi-tech forcefeild quickly goes up stopping more rounds from entering the encampment, and bringing the situation to a bit of a standoff-
-That is one hell of a forcefeild, the more you see of what this lady is doing, the less you get the impression she is normal military despite the uniform-
-And the more you get the impression that she is spec-ops-
-Nimbus is still a useless motorcycle, just outside the room-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-she still opts to stand in a forest path-
-though she recognizes that she can't exactly approach from a position of strength-
-so she decides to withdraw, and let the others handle it-
-she spots the motorcycle, and decides to purposefully ignore it, as she heads inside-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-seeing the forcefield, the drones intensify their rocket fire, as well as adding their chain gun to the mix-
-meanwhile, one of the mortar drones, loads and fires a Melta shell, which does what it says-
-melt things through ridiculous amounts of heat-
-and its aimed directly at the forcefield while the other drones pins her down-
-meanwhile the surveillance drones maintains their sight on the attacker, while also noting Ges and LQ nearby-
всегда верен-Thankfully the shielding unit, seems to be the type normally mounted in a cruiser-
-Well thankfully for her-
-The lady looks at the power meter on her shield which is rapidly dropping, and quickly puts the device back into the communications relay and darts back over to her sniper rifle-
-Taking aim, right past every one here, and at the room-
You might want to drop that jamming field you know!
edited 9th Apr '15 3:39:42 PM by Imca
-The lady stops, stabilizing her rifle-
I am going to destroy the last drone that Intelligent Machine Control Application you are harboring owns, if the Jammer is still up she will die with it, while personally I would not mind this outcome, I am under strict orders to bring her in alive, it seems that she belongs to an Arch-mage who is quite fond of her

-Just one assailant-
-Who's good ear kinda twitches when she hears the incoming morters, since you know, there actually subsonic-
-She quickly drops the cannon-
-The amount of speed she has, indicates some one heavily augmented, a mage who uses there magic to increase physical atributes, or a mixture of both-
-The first thing she does is not even to vacate the camp, but to head over to the communications relay, and yank a thing out of it-