Thomas seems to have left the channel on some sort of historical program about a sniper because he's too busy cuddling with may.
Watch the historical program
"Oooh, sniping. Let's watch." May turns around and sits in Thomas's lap.
The program is a rather long one that goes over the man's entire lifetime and his service. He grew up on a farm planet and lead a relatively normal and exceedingly boring life before being drafted into the newly formed UWM army at the age of 15. Following the standard UWM enlistment procedures of extensive gene therapy, cybernetic grafts, and speed implanted knowledge of everything from 57 ways to silently kill a man to how to start a fire using nothing but two sticks and a rocket launcher, he is thrown onto Hellion 8, one of 11 moons orbiting a gas giant in the Hexbarax system. He distinguished himself by not only killing a sizable amount of increasingly inhuman altered beings but also surviving, the first being an expectation laid upon all soldiers and the second being a mark of distinction and skill.
From Hellion 8, which was glassed and subsequently pushed into the Gas giant, he made his way up the ranks and around the system until finally landing on Hexbarax, the capital of the eponymous system. At this point he began training sniper units to work with the LESHO rifle, a weapon of his own construction. His units quickly replaced many short range artillery systems because of their peerless accuracy and horrifying destructive power. After the end of the Altered wars he retired to Earth 3, a powerful fortress world, and became the father of the Shadow Walkers, the elite assassination corps of the UWM.
Sure. Be my guest, Nick. Then Nikitian switches back to mission channel.
Blasted xenos mongrels!
If that satyr hasn't gone down, fire a pulse at it. Look out once more and send two gauss rounds at the next closest Altered (if it looks like having chitin carapace or something like that, let one of the rounds be AP). See if there are retreating soldires nearby.
(( I take it, the atmosphere is there, and is breathable? And thus the ordinary soldiers here aren't wearing any kind of suits? Also, do we have any means of communicating with people without suits - or just 'take off the helmet and shout'?))
You're all wearing Mk I suits at least. Some Altered use poisons and other airborne weapons, so soldiers wear their suits at all times.
The satyr is down and the men around you are advancing...no, not advancing, moving to either side, parting like water upon a rock. The altered are moving with them and you soon see why; something massive is moving toward you, shaking the ground hard enough to make it nearly impossible to stand, a great shadow looming out through the dust and smoke.
Milno checks the price for both and uses an EMP on two MkIII suits, each with a different solution.
Milno checks the price for both and uses an EMP on two MkIII suits, each with a different solution.
What size of emp you want to use? Because when it comes to standard emp grenades both solutions will work equally well.
The spar field is a non-descript white area with a floor by the way.
Attack Faith-bot and execute a throw to take her down to the floor using as little force as necessary. Then immobilize her all the while groping all of her soft parts.
As you near the faith-bot she seems to be pressing something on her wrist, like she's taking her own pulse. Weird. You charge forward anyways, attempting to throw her to the ground.
[dex:1+1]
[Faith dex:6+1+2]
[Faith str:4+3-1]
You go to grab her shoulder and your hand passes through nothing as she seems to flicker out of existence. And then you feel a pair of improbably powerful yet skinny, feminine arms wrap themselves around your head. You have just enough time to make a startled, high pitched noise before she twists and yanks at the same time, shattering your spine and then tearing your head straight off your shoulders.
GAME OVER.
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