Throw a grenade at the crashed can, then enjoy another piece of Tear Gas Pizza
"Yummy, tastes just like Basic Training!"
You essentially have any type of grenade in your disposal, you can be a bit more specific which type you mean. I assume basic frag here.
4. You roll the car window down and akwardly throw a granade at the crashed... can? No, van. It lands in next to group of men popping out of it. The grenade kills four men, but unfortunately not the one with rocket launcher.
3 enemies remains. They gather on hidden side of the van and get ready to shoot back. Except part of the building next to them explodes and blood splatters sideways. Guess that means two remains.
"Sorry sir, I'll get that fixed up if you'll let me."
With the suspect apprehended, I restrain them with what I have on hand (So they can't run away as easily) And heal them using a 5.
[1]-> 1. Predictive numbers shuffle in your HUD and briefly flash in red. Huh, wonder what that means. Well, back to business.
Restraining him troubling with your current equipment. You literally have nothing for that purpose, and using gauze from your medkit is truly waste. While you ponder that, the man pulls frighteningly high caliber revolver out of his jacket and shoots at you direction of your voice.
"Death to bastards who sold out the mankind!"
1. As armored as your suit might be, your helmet does not provide equal protection against this armor piercing bad boy. The bullet goes straight through the glassy face protector of your helmet, into your eye, penetrating your brain, and out back of your skull. Whoops!
(4) If anyone leaves the Crashed car, Shoot them dead...
[5] -> 4+1. It's a damn tight spot. Easily killable men were just killed by Salsa's grenade and remaining ones are annoyingly shielded by corner of someone's house and bulk of the van. No direct visual on them. Well, it's not like you are completely helpless there. Paying attention to your surroundings is important part of sniper's job description. Shadows, reflective surfaces... such little things helps you to aim properly. You fire twice. One to destroy their cover, second to kill. For split second you see great dismay on face of one survivor who quickly ducks out of your view.
You can't help but feel like you should give someone high five.
Grab the phone and memorize the number. Then close the app and stick it in my pocket. I'll be needing it later.
5. Number memorized. Phone pocketed. You watch as the freedom fighter shoots your medic's brains out.
Cursed Rebels ! Look what they did to the poor chef ! Grab my [1] to "heal" it with my field first aid kit, hehehe. Then eat our well deserved pizza in the Merzedes, while riding toward the sunset ! (Salsa is driving)
[5]->1+1.
((Damnit ! Fate screwed my murderous intents !))
Filthy rebel scum are daring to mess with glorious government agents of great justice ? Blast those rebels away by aiming at the motor of the van if within sight ! If not, just assist fellow agents.
Nope, can't get clear line of fire at the engine. Might as well shoot people.
6. You kick door open and bend down from your seat to shoot from under the Benz. Ah! There's someone's foot! *crack* Somebody screams as his feet explodes in pieces and he falls on the stump. *crack* More screaming! The man is now on his knees as his other leg flies off in million pieces. *crack* *crack* Both knees gone. He's bleeding profusely from his leg stumps. Probably gonna die from bloodloss in few seconds.
Heh, nothing lifts your spirit like a bit of sadism!
Only one man left! He can't handle this! This ain't what he signed up for! His whole team was slaughtered within few seconds! He's gonna die, but HE WON'T GO TO HELL ALONE! HE WILL TAKE THOSE FUCKERS WITH HIM! The man is crying and laughing, shouting curses and singing for glorious death. He stands up and opens fire at Salsa and Nakéen!
4 and 5. He misses them both. Your Benz has now number of new holes.
Sniper
Rolls: 3 2 3 4 6 6 1 5 4 1
Armor: Stealth suit (active)
Weapon: Very Long Range Sniper Rifle (7/10)
Weapon: Side arm (20/20)
RATHER DEAD MEDIC
Rolls: - - - - - - - - - -
Armor: Stealth suit (not active)
Weapon: Side arm (20/20)
Tools: Field first aid kit (5)
Tools: Information extraction kit (5)
Medic
Rolls: 4 2 2 4 3 4 2 6 2 3
Armor: Stealth suit (not active)
Weapon: Side arm (9/20)
Tools: Field first aid kit (5)
Tools: Information extraction kit (4)
Commandeered: Civilian car, credit cards
Info: Potential rebel address
Grenadier
Rolls: 1 1 3 3 6 5 3 1 3 1
Armor: Stealth suit (not active)
Weapon: Assault rifle (37/50)
Weapon: Various grenades (17)
Recon
Rolls: 3 3 5 2 2 5 2 5 3 5
Armor: Stealth suit (active)
Weapon: Silenced side arm (15/15)
Tools: Cybernetic leg enhancements
Information: Che Mario's phone number
Who knows.
One alive and relatively well, if not counting for road rash on his face. Clearly armed, high caliber pistol.
Crashed van, men pouring out.
One dead driver
Four dead rifle men
One dead man with a rocket launcher
One legless armed with rifle, face full of glass shards, about to die from blood loss.
One foaming man with assault rifle
Van full of men, probably heading towards pizzeria. Not in sight.