Bahzil takes aim, with a full action, ‘cause everything is awfully far away for the moment.
Rather than using the heavy firepower of the Chimera, Bahzil brings his personal firepower to bare. Or at least prepares to by carefully aiming. Alrin follows suit poking his gun through the slot next to him.
"The greenskins may only take our bodies. So long as our souls are secure we need worry for nothing."
By the tone of his voice it was clear he was very worried about
something.
Gunnar drives everyone closer so they can hit the orks with their swords. Or whatever weapons. Tactical Maneuvering, aiming roughly to the 12:35 heading.
(Just for the record you can probably hit someone with a sword from the hatch slot if they're close enough. If anyone wants to do that.)
Lurching forward across the burnt field, the Chimera is now closer to the trenches. Now that it is moving anyone trying to hit anything is going to have a harder time, but at the same time having a closer target will probably end up helping in the long run.
70 meters 11:25 Allied Machine Gunner and loader
90 meters 11:55 Allied Flamer
120 meters 11:40 Axe Ork
170 meters Railway
185 meters 12:25 Ork Gunner
260 Meters 11:05 Ork Gunner
270 Meters 1:25 Ork Rocket User
I really should have got a grid up >_>. I'm sure that works if nobody looks too closely.
From the trench the heavy stubber bursts to life at the closest Ork, the one charging at them with an axe. Despite their much closer range their results are the same as the gatling laser: A series of unfortunate misses that seem only to encourage the greenskin.
With a clearly limited range, the Flamer PDF goes into overwatch. His finger twitches over the trigger ready to incinerate the creature as soon as it gets close enough to taste his flames.