Six: Heh.
Makes it easy to get us more cool toys of our own, huh?
-Over the course of a few minutes, everyone else assumes firing positions in the house as Deadeye points out the rest of the soldiers in the town and everyone shoots at them-
-As Oliver loads a new magazine home, he sights in to fire on someone... and hears a dreaded clicking noise. Realizing he's out of ammo, he draws his pistol and starts shooting with it, attracting the attention of his leader-
Marvin: You out of ammo, Twitchy?
Oliver: Yeah, I'm - I'm using this, no more bullets for my rifle!
Marvin: We've got this covered, just go grab some off the bodies in there!
-Oliver stares at Marvin like he's grown a second head-
Marvin: Or the robots! I'll get you a machine gun later, you're more suited to one of those, just go get some more ammo so you can actually shoot effectively!
-Oliver sighs and heads out to pick up some more ammo - before the footage fast-forwards one more time, to everyone headed towards a dropship-
-The footage ends several seconds later-
edited 8th Jun '17 6:20:29 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-Naomi and Oliver are ready, Oliver having gotten his arm replaced offscreen-
-meanwhile, Six is moving the HAZOP armor plating he purchased earlier into his very cramped armor closet on the new ship's armory-
edited 9th Jun '17 9:24:47 AM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

Six: Or just sell it. Take the easy way out.
Constance: ...BREACH!
-Constance bashes the door open and throws the Arc Grenade inside, the blue burst of lightning lighting up the house before Oliver moves in-
-Most of the people indoors are IMC foot soldiers, with a couple of robotic Spectres-
-As usual, Oliver gets to shooting, everyone else filing in and opening up. In contrast to the remainder of Wombat, who exercise tight shooting, Oliver sprays ammunition in the general direction of his targets and ends up having to reload every couple of seconds-
-Somehow, this works, and as he progresses upstairs he mulches his way through the house, the machinegun emplacement having stopped firing as everyone realizes there are very mean people in the building with them-
-After ventilating the machinegun emplacement, he turns around as he hears people come up behind him...-
Marvin: WHOA, WHOA, GUN DOWN! Gun down! Holy shit, you looked angry!
Oliver:...wait, really?
Anita: He's right, you looked pissed.
Oliver: Christ.
Constance: Well, he cleared out upstairs... near-singlehandedly.
-A couple shots are heard hitting the house, and while everyone ducks nonchalantly Oliver throws himself to the ground, yelping-
Marvin: Well... house's clear. Deadeye, get up to that MG emplacement after the shooting stops and see if you can't snipe whoever's firing.
-With a "Nice work up here, Twitchy", Marvin leans down and pats Oliver on the shoulder as he gets back up-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."