Prologue: Turn 3Is it Okay to Burn with Passion? Part IIObjective: Secure Ganmen HangerTeam Beta, Northeast"You got it, partner."
Head to the hangar! Force feed any beastmen that interfere a rocklet or two.
Charge the lone Beastman.
-Grave
"Will there be more stuff to explode on the way to the hangar?"
Follow squadmate to the Hangar, applying liberal amounts of explosives to anything dangerous in our way.
Grave swings his halberd, a maniacal glint in his eyes. "You two, go to the hanger. I'll entertain our host." He runs off into the night, toward the charging Beastman!
Toaster and Chewtoy move further into the Beastman camp- they've hardly lost sight of Grave when they run right into a small group of Beastmen rushing to investigate the exploding guard tower!
... Toaster takes precise aim and fires a tiny rocket into the midst of the Beastmen, sending bodies everywhere! The survivors hop over a low wooden barricade into what appears to be a supply dump, taking cover from the vengeful Vaniri!
Chewtoy casually pulls out a lighter and a Molotov Cocktail. Carefully lighting the volatile bottle, he hurls it at the cowering Beastmen!
...As it sails through the air, the words "Munitions Dump" can clearly be seen on the barricade!
Outside the base, Grave is charging toward the solitary Beastman! The Beastman raises his gun,
... but his quivering arms betray him as he stares down the charging human, his shot going awry! Grave leaps into the air,
... bringing his halberd down on the head of the Beastman!
The Beastman is rent in twain!
Grave pulls his halberd free, shaking off a bit of gore stuck to the haft. He looks around, taking stock of his situation. To the right he can see the path that Toaster and Chewtoy took. To the left, he can see another path, one the Beastman was evidently guarding.
Suddenly, a massive fireball erupts from the Beastman encampment! Grave watches in awe as subsequent explosions lift the inferno even higher, missiles and barrels of gasoline shrieking out of the blast to rain down across the encampment!
... Grave dives into the tents as a flaming shard of metal falls from the sky! As he stands up, he finds himself in what appears to be a Beastman's sleeping quarters. There's a loaded pistol lying right on the bed!
Score!
... Toaster shakily stands up, feeling at where his eyebrows used to be. He'd managed to get behind a tent, shielding him from the worst of the flame, although the shockwave had still sent him sprawling.
... Chewtoy hopped to his feet a few paces away, where he had hidden behind a fortuitously placed sheet of metal. His eyes sparkle as he takes in the towering inferno.
"That... was AWESOME!"
Toaster shakes his head, examining his surroundings. The explosion had knocked most of the surrounding tents flat, and the light of the fire was adequate to see most things. Between himself and the hanger he could see a larger structure of some kind, certainly bigger and more permanent than a tent. To the right of the unknown building he could see a large clearing, where a few confused and frightened Beastmen were running around. To the left of the building Toaster could see yet more tents, possibly a good place to hide but just as possibly a place to run into more Beastmen.
'Toaster' Tim Duncan, Rocklet Rifle
Grave Longdam, Halberd, Pistol
Marcus 'Chewtoy' Phillips, Fire and Explosives
Team Charlie, SoutheastTake cover away from shouting and fire upon the second guard tower. If anyone gets close enough to shoot, point, shoot, and charge at them.
CARNAGE!
Grabbing his dead comrade's rifle, Blade charges towards the camp, his sword on his back, shooting towards the sniper as he tries to make his way into the tents.
Without hesitation, Gale runs down the right path, turning his Vulcan on the Eastern guard tower!
... Unfortunately, his bullets spray wildly, failing to hurt anyone in the tower!
Sheathing his sword, Blade picks up the Gunblade of his fallen comrade and looses a quick shot at the guard tower!
... He is rewarded as the sniper pitches out of the tower, falling to the ground with a sickening thud! He hustles into the tents, trying to meet up with Gale!
Gale, seeing the guard fall from the tower, turns to check his position. Unfortunately, his bonzai charge has pinpointed his location to his pursuers, and three Beastmen run up the path behind him!
... Lowering his Vulcan, he guns down two of them, but a rat-faced Beastman lunges inside his guard, thrusting with a serrated sword!
... Gale parries the blow with his gun, staring into the crazed eyes of the Beastman!
Suddenly, an enormous explosion rocks the Beastman camp! Blade slowly walks out of the tents to join the awestruck Gale and random Beastman. High above them, a flaming barrel of gasoline spins toward them as it violently ejects its contents!
"God damn it, Chewtoy."
... As the flaming barrel descends, Gale whips his Vulcan up, riddling the canister with bullets! The force of the impact drives the barrel back, and it bursts its contents away from Gale... and directly on Blade and the Beastman! While Blade is mercifully struck by a flaming shard of metal and killed instantly, the Beastman experiences a much slower death as he runs around screaming and on fire before collapsing in the road.
Gale coughs, choking on the acrid stench of burning flesh and hair. Back to the left, he can hear the shouts of more Beastmen. To the right, he hears what sounds like an enormous engine starting up...
'Gale' Nikolai Fuitera, Spiked Vulcan
'Blade' James Bellman, Sword KIAArtu Furar, Gunblade KIA
Team Delta, Southwest"Car sounds neat if we can find one."
Try to find a car.
"Either one is good with me"
Trisha decides it's time for a team vote. "What do you think guys? Hope we can find a car - preferably one armed and armored - or just hoof it to the base? The vehicle would be faster and if we're lucky might even have a machine gun on it, but it would be a lot more noticeable than the four of us sneaking up on foot."
"I reckon we can sneak in, but if we can find a car I'm all for it." Marxist replies.
"Car sounds neat if we can find one." B.A chimes in, and begins leading the way to the carpool.
Team Delta begins searching the motor pool for a suitable ride.
... Trish quickly finds a truck with the keys on the dashboard. "These Beastmen are just
asking to get carjacked."
... "That's nothing- look what I've got!" B.A crows. Trish stick her head back out of the truck, and sees roll out of a large crate. Or rather, she sees him
glide out- B.A is behind the wheel of a broad, bright blue hovercraft with a belt-fed machine gun welded to the back. Trish fancies the front grille looks like a laughing face.
... "Beastman!" Marxist and Zenni shout out from opposite ends of the motor pool, followed quickly by a chatter of gunfire!
... Marxist puts a bullet between the eyes of a surprised Beastman, and Zenni hurls one of his knives at his foe, putting the blade right through the enemy's throat.
Trish sighs. "Well that was a close one. Let's get out of here befo-"
Suddenly an enormous fireball erupts on the opposite side of the camp! Team Delta watches in shock as the inferno claws into the sky, raining death and destruction on the Beastmen! Unfortunately, it's not
just the Beastmen, as a particularly large lump of flaming metal flies straight at the motor pool!
Trish groans. "God dammit Chewtoy."
... Trish, Marxist, and Zenni quickly pile into the hovercraft, and B.A wastes no time in maneuvering out the gate! Behind them, the shrapnel crashes into the truck Trish had been sitting in- a recently refueled truck, it would seem, as the vehicle explodes! A flaming tire bounces off the hood of the hovercraft as the humans make their escape, a series of explosions following them as the rest of the motor pool ignites!
"So much for a stealthy entry." Marxist mutters.
Soon, B.A comes to a crossroad. Directly ahead is a massive clearing full of Beastmen- it's a straight shot to the hanger, but it's a brutal gauntlet to run. To the right, a path runs through the tents- it is difficult to judge from here, but the tents appear to be closer to the hanger in that direction. To the left, the path appears to meander away from the hanger, toward the Southern Guard Tower.
Trisha MacNeill, SCAR-H
'B.A' Darwin A. Sanchez, Sr, Brass Knuckles
Ryan 'Marxist' Wills, Sniper Rifle
Zachary 'Zenni' Johnson, Dual Knives
Team Alpha, Northwest::"This is Slinger. We've lost 2 men already. Enemy rifle obtained. Will Make way into the camp proper soon. We should be able to get by. Keep safe, men.";; (( The :: ;; thing is to represent he's using the radio to comunicate.))
Cover Remy, keep an Eye out for remaining guards.
"C'mon, let's go for the hangar! For our bros!"
Row, row, find the hanga! Stealthily.
Nitro and Slinger cautiously emerge from cover, padding after the departing Beastmen. When the Beastmen angle off toward the East, the humans follow the Southern fork, keeping the looming hanger in sight. As they step into another crosswalk, however, they run into a startled pair of Beastman guards!
... Nitro quickly cracks off a shot with his stolen rifle, dropping the Beastman across from him, but Slinger's shots go too high!
... The Beastman empties his clip into the human, and Slinger collapses in a twitching heap!
... Howling in rage, Nitro rushes at the Beastman with his drill, but the Beastman sidesteps!
... He swings at Nitro with the butt of his rifle as the human rushes past, barely missing!
... Without looking, Nitro swings his drill around, catching the Beastman in the side of the head! The concussed Beastman falls to the ground, and Nitro skewers him through the heart.
Panting with exertion, Nitro checks on Slinger. It's too late for him, however- he's already dead. Nitro sighs, taking stock. Alone, in the heart of the Beastman camp. It can't get much worse than thi-
Suddenly an colossal explosion lights up the night sky, raining burning debris across the camp!
Nitro gawks at the incendiary display, clapping a hand to his head. Flaming debris and munitions rain down across the camp- including a haywire missile spirally directly at where Nitro is standing!
"God dammit, Chewtoy."
... Leaping away from the resulting explosion, Nitro is hurled through the air by the force of the blast! He crashes through the wall of a particularly large tent. Groaning, he woozily regains his feet, looking around the room. He appears to be in some kind of makeshift hospital.
'Slinger' Marco Kelarn, Dual Pistols KIA'Deadman' Scott Dudman, Shotgun KIARemy 'Nitro' Maelle, Drill, Beastman Rifle
Charles Sauk, Crowbar KIA
I must say, I thought I was going to get more of you with that explosion. Nice dodging, everyone but Doomblade!
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