by The Empire of Tau » Sat Jan 12, 2019 2:02 pm
by Ormata » Sat Jan 12, 2019 5:39 pm
by Beutarch » Sat Jan 12, 2019 6:14 pm
by Chrominus » Sat Jan 12, 2019 7:50 pm
Beutarch wrote:~50 Meters from Site-A5
Anastasia Mane
The sizable force of UPF grunts and sympathetic street thugs had been summoned just under an hour prior, when a local sympathizer had raised an alarm. The area in which the Biogen facility had been constructed was not especially important to UPF operations, but it seemed appropriate for those on hand to engage the group of mutant marauders that rushed the Biogen building. Only one or two had been cut down as they dashed through the Undercity's nonsensical streets. The overwhelming bulk of the force ignored the locals and proceeded to penetrate Biogen's defenses. A couple of the facility's luckless security personnel had their bodies strung up on the facility's fencing, the corpses brutalized as a warning to anyone else who dared to confront the abominations.
Unfortunately for Mane and the rest of her party, that was exactly what they planned to do. Having been inspecting a secondary illicit munitions factory in a nearby neighborhood, she was the closest party officer in the area. As such, she had gathered the few armed guards she had and gathered a few volunteers along the way. Just to put a cherry on the situation, she was informed that there would be another mutant, a squid-like humanoid who is actually a UPF agent herself.
Intel would be non-existent, hostiles numerous, with more almost definitely on the way. And yet, here before her was a militia ready to take on whatever horrific creatures crawled inside that vault with only the clothes on their backs and the rifles in their hands. They all knew that both the glorified arms dealer and the post-human freak in front of them were far from combat hardened veterans, but they rallied all the same.
They all lined up their glowing sights on the mutants ahead of them, waiting for the signal to fire. Mane laid her own rifle on top of a trashcan, setting her sights on the chest of the center-most mutant. Servos clicked and artificial ligaments pulled her arms into a firing position. There would be no negotiating with beings that had been corrupted so ultimately, let alone radicalized ones. Turning to the soldiers, she let out a harsh whisper:
"Cut down any mutant not in a cage. We jack their database and secure any prisoners, then we get out as fast as we can."
She then sent five partisans to position themselves on a nearby roof, the rest crept behind the piping and garbage of the Undercity. Mane took a quick headcount. Forty souls. It'd be a good day to make it out with half that number. Content with her preparations, she faced the body of fluctuating color that was to be her partner for today's dirty work.
"Unless you wanted to make any further arrangements, let's rock and roll. We don't want to be here when the corporate clean-up team comes through.
by Flecatya » Sat Jan 12, 2019 7:52 pm
Dr. Rindón
Industrial Corridor 02, Site-A5
by Ayvalon » Sat Jan 12, 2019 9:05 pm
by Ormata » Sat Jan 12, 2019 9:13 pm
Warning, potential secondary subversive threats rallying on target zone.
by Ayvalon » Sat Jan 12, 2019 9:45 pm
Be advised, secondary subversives possess anti-vehicular weaponry
by Khasinkonia » Sat Jan 12, 2019 11:03 pm
Elasma Leisagh-Khisling
Industrial Corridor 02, Site-A5
by Beutarch » Sun Jan 13, 2019 9:15 am
by The Empire of Tau » Sun Jan 13, 2019 10:39 am
by Flecatya » Sun Jan 13, 2019 2:06 pm
Dr. Rindón
Industrial Corridor 02, Site-A5
by The Palmetto » Sun Jan 13, 2019 4:03 pm
"That rifle on the wall of the labourer's cottage or working class flat is the symbol of democracy. It is our job to see that it stays there."
by Khasinkonia » Sun Jan 13, 2019 10:14 pm
Elasma Leisagh-Khisling
Industrial Corridor 02, Site-A5
by Reverend Norv » Mon Jan 14, 2019 9:13 pm
For really, I think that the poorest he that is in England hath a life to live as the greatest he. And therefore truly, Sir, I think it's clear that every man that is to live under a Government ought first by his own consent to put himself under that Government. And I do think that the poorest man in England is not at all bound in a strict sense to that Government that he hath not had a voice to put himself under.
Col. Thomas Rainsborough, Putney Debates, 1647
A God who let us prove His existence would be an idol.
Dietrich Bonhoeffer
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