Order the drone to fire at will and send an order to the other drones ordering them to regroup on me ( assuming there in range ) and keep retreating and firing.
[aux:1+1,2+1,4+1,3+1,6+1]
One drone does nothing, the second hovers in place, the one beneath the altered fires repeatedly but you can't tell if it's doing much. The other two droids you sent outside don't respond.
[dex:1]
[con:2]
You get yourself wedged in the hall and squeeze off a single shot before the altered swarm over you. They slam bone blades and talons against your armor, scraping away and searching for a point of weakness.
Watch soap opera. Become engrossed in formulaic, yet enjoyable plot.
"No, Libertad! Don't trust Carlotta, she'll just betray you again! And why would you ever want to marry Alvaro, anyway? You know you love Paco, plus you're carrying his child!"
Wait, Carlotta is actually just carrying an alien parasite. Oh what a comedic misunderstanding.
He's had enough. Get the rest of the puke off your boots.
You shake the rest of the vomit off your feet.
((Oh god, you people crack me up...))
Pull up a list of the software and mark off the bit's I've checked. Then work my way through the lot systematically. The answers are here somewhere!
[aux:3+1]
You discover the suit's ability to use it's rockets to enhance it's strength and speed.
Shoot zombies with gauss gatling gun and release laser drones.
[Con:2]
[aux:1]
You spray your Gatling gun up through the hole, rounds screaming by zombie heads in the hundreds but failing to hit even a single one. Annoyed, you try to release your drones but end up firing them directly into the ground because you're still laying on your back. Damn.
'Thanks Bishop, that helps immensely.'
Go to AM, ask following:
'Hey there, would you have any manuals, books or video's on MK.III suits or battlesuits? And anything on the use of monoatomic razors and tesla sabres would be nice, too.'
Take what she gives me, go read it in rec room.
"About the use of them? No. "
Again! Off with his head!
[dex:5]
[dum dex:2]
[uncon:6+1]
You walk forward as the dummy swings childishly, missing every time. You sever its head from its shoulders with a flick of your wrist, the razor exploding it's way through the flesh like a hot grenade through butter.
Exit VR and observe the antics of the Rec Room.
You hop out of the VR machine and look around. People in VR's, people groaning on top of tables, puddles of vomit, sopa operas on tv. Yeah, looks fairly normal.
Ok, I would like the teaching, principaly bare-handed and sword fights. And forget about the name but can you give me the data of the weapons you created?
Ask this. Start learning.
"I'm afraid telling you about every weapon I ever created would take far too long. We were very busy back then."
He gestures toward the door to the back of the infirmary.
"Go wait over there and give me a moment."
Begin the battle in decent detail
((Lets begin!))
Well the UWM begins by almost immediately raining down a constant barrage of Gauss rounds on the XCOM operatives and aliens, pretty much all of which are just plain incapable of handing it while the Altered charge the frontlines. The XCOM operatives and aliens open up as soon as the Altered come into range, slaughtering most of the small and even some of the larger ones before they finally close the gap and get into melee. Once in melee they turn the tides and slaughter their way through just about everything without difficulty. Once the XCOM and their allies eventually manage to kill the last of the altered they still have to contend with the remaining UWM troops and Avatars. It doesn't last long.
UMW victory.
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