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[hector13]

((Doubke post ftw!))

"Blow up the rails!? Are you sure that's prudent? I mean, aren't they-"
The rest of her statement is too quiet to be heard over the sound of battle because noble lady isn't used to screaming every word to be heard.

“Quite prudent, seeing as it’ll probably result in many a dead greenskin…” he gets a faraway look in his eyes, “… and that’s a good enough reason for me.”

[Stirk]

((If I can amend my action, I’m quite happy to stop channeling prescience seeing as we’re not hitting anything anyway ))

((Eh sure))

[Devastator]

((Maybe keep the  prescience and stop trying to hit things with your powers?  I've got a spare carbine, if you need one.))

[Stirk]

((Maybe keep the  prescience and stop trying to hit things with your powers?  I've got a spare carbine, if you need one.))

((His psycic powers arn't effected by the movement of the vehicle or enemy since they don't have a BS test. They honestly have the highest chance of hitting and he's just rolled bad the two times he tried it.))

[Devastator]

(Out of curiosity, does anyone have Command skill?)

[Stirk]

(Out of curiosity, does anyone have Command skill?)

((Don't think so.

And just to clarify since I'm counting it as an attack you won't be able to make another attack in the same turn. Like Assail.))

[hector13]

((That’s also fine as I am unable to hit the broadside of a barn in any capacity, apparently))

[Stirk]

((That’s also fine as I am unable to hit the broadside of a barn in any capacity, apparently))

((Are you going to like...wright your new action?))

[hector13]

Bahzil sighs wearily, finding and tossing the cords none too gently at Alrin.

“Do you want me to hold the comms for you, too?”

[Stirk]

Bahzil sighs wearily, finding and tossing the cords none too gently at Alrin.

“Do you want me to hold the comms for you, too?”

"Emperor's teeth, I meant read them to me."

He shoves the comms into your hand and gets to work trying to figure out the coordinates .

"...Grid 223 556."

[hector13]

((I thought you meant wires ))

Bahzil waggles his finger between him and Alrin.

“You and I need to work on our communication”

He speaks into the comms.

“Grace to Prince requesting firing mission, concentrate fire on grid 223 556; repeat Grace to Prince requesting firing mission, concentrate fire on grid 223 556, over”

[Stirk]

"Message to Observer: Concentrate fire on grid 223 556. Roger Grace. Panther will be adjusting fire in [two turns] with HE mortars. Over."

You recognize the voice as one of the Prince's retinue, an old knight who enjoyed napping in the more impressive castle gardens during feasts.

[hector13]

“Acknowledged Prince, expecting fire support in [two turns]. Grace out.”

Relay that to the team in the chimera, particularly Gunnar so they avoid grid 223 556.

[Maximum Spin]

Gunnar distractedly mutters, "266 355, got it."
Ram the closer gunner! No, not Gunnar, gunner. THE ORK.

[Stirk]

Gunnar distractedly mutters, "266 355, got it."
Ram the closer gunner! No, not Gunnar, gunner. THE ORK.

There is a small bump and a large squishing sound as you run over the already wounded Ork.

"We don't have servants anymore. Cleaning that mess is going to be a pain."

Gill seems to have found a lho-stick and smokes casually while observing your handywork.

You're now situated between the trench and the last remaining gun-wielding Ork, blocking your ally's line of fire. They instead decide to prepare for the train. The heavy stubber switches out the almost-spent ammunition for an armor-piercing variant that is likely more functional as a desperate act of defiance than a train stopper. Subber-PDF picks up his old flamer and actually manages to fix the problem stealing the game's first 1 roll. If it manages to get close it has a decent chance of setting any given train kar on fire and consequentially exploding it. Given his prior luck he is unlikely to get in the weapon's range without getting krumped.


35 meters Left/Behind Allied Machine Gunner and loader
45 meters Left/Behind Allied Flamer
44 Meters Right/In front Ork Gunner Running
165 Meters straight ahead Ork Rocket User
525 meters straight ahead Engine
550 meters straight ahead Kannon Kar
575 meters straight ahead Loot Kar
600 meters straight ahead Rokkit Kar
625 meters straight ahead Loot Kar
650 meters straight ahead Kaboos