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>>27851572

After that long night of drinking, you groggily crawl your way out of your cot when the morning horn blares, signalling the beginning of yet another day. Really, you just want to stay in your tent and sleep, but something nags at you to get up anyways.

After cleaning yourself up and getting dressed, you wonder what to do today. You could always hit up Nemo for more gadgets or whatnot. Or you could go check up on Falynn and Charlotte, the latter having just recently been cleared for duty by the doctors.

Or, you could go see if Simo or Menendez have any more intel at the command tent. And you know that wherever Simo is, Morgan won't be far.

You also see Lucina stalking along top of the perimeter wall, as well as the rest of the Wraiths all milling about and taking care of various tasks.

Heck, last you checked, Reznov was still hanging around, so could even talk to him if you really wanted to.

>What do you do?

>>27851581

Reznov.

Reznov is a cool bro.

>>27851581
>Lucina
Lets go see how our best bro is doing

>>27851581
meet up with lucina

>>27851581

I'd like to see if R&D has anything worth checking out. Or talk to Lucina

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>>27851581
>Lucina
Lets chit chat. Eruseans are in the trees aren't they?

>>27851651
We haven't really talked to her since we got a girlfriend, this could be fun.

>>27851581
Lucina

>>27851731
il get the napalm

>>27851808
Get napalm, but be prepared for WP.

>>27851832
I am more worried about not stuka attacks!

>>27851856
I'm more worried that Simo may have an unfortunate accident like his historical counterpart, leaving us in command. Get Simo to wear a full face helmet soon.

>>27851885

Morgan is going to do an Alek isn't she?

>>27851982
Or her eyes begin turning RED, and a spectral blue aura begins to surround her. Next thing you know, she has a heavy machine gun in one hand.

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>>27851581
You decide go see what Lucina was up to. Climbing up the wall, and silently cursing Falynn's decision to make it so freaking high, you manage to intercept her as she paces along the top.

"Hey, Lucina." You say as you clamber to the top.

"Oh, hello Lucas!" Lucina smiles. "This is a pleasant surprise. I normally don't see you on wall duty."

"Yeah well, I figured it'd be nice to change things up." You grin. "So how have things been going?"

"Oh, the usual, chasing off Erusean scouts trying to probe our defenses. They've been getting much bolder recently."

>Really? Does Simo know?
>That's not exactly what I meant...
>Other

>>27852005

Pretty we disproved that theory.

>>27852070
>>That's not exactly what I meant...

>>27852070
>That's not exactly what I meant...

>>27852070
>Really? Does Simo know?

>>27852070
>>That's not exactly what I meant...

>>27852070
>>That's not exactly what I meant...

>>27852070
>>Really? Does Simo know?

>>27852070
>Really? Does Simo know?

also I did better in war thunder today. thank you BTD for killing all the bombers!

>>27852070
>That's not exactly what I meant...

So anyways, I'm assuming that "the Bastion" is going to act a lot like Pavlov's House as the Erusians are going to invade soon. How should we evac. the civilians nearby or should they stay with us?

>>27852247

Depends on the amount of supplies we have with us, and the forces that could be spared for a possible evac.

>>27852264
>>27852247
We get them to cheese it out past San Salvacion lines. That, or they go full inna'Nam and channel their inner Charlie and start digging tunnels.

>>27852247
It could be Dien Bien Phu.

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>>27852299
>>27852264
>>27852290
>>27852247
The dice gods could forsake us.

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>>27852070
"That's not exactly what I meant, Lucina." You sigh. "I mean, like, how have things for you been going personally?"

"Hm?" Lucina blinks. "Well...nothing much, I guess."

Honestly, you're not sure what to do with this girl. Maybe you'd have to get her out of the base more often and actually interact with people.

"Lucina, have you actually been trying to make friends outside of the squad?" You ask.

"Well..."

"Tell me the truth, Lucina. You're not a good liar, either."

"Okay, so maybe I haven't exactly been 'socializing' much like you keep saying I should..." Lucina looks away, trying to hide her guilty expression.

"Come on, Lucina, if you're having trouble, you could always just ask me." You shake your head.

"Well... what should I do?" Lucina asks.

>Let's go see Nemo!
>Let's get out of the base and just mingle with some locals.
>Other

>>27852409
>>Let's go see Nemo!
Time for an enlightening debate over wargear.

>>27852409

>>Let's go see Nemo!
Baby steps.
Baby steps.

>>27852409
>Let's go see Nemo!
One step at a time.

>>27852409
>>Let's go see Nemo!

>>27852409
>Other
>[hunger intensifies]
>"...Let's eat first. We can find someone in the mess hall to talk to!"

>>27852409
>Let's go see Nemo!

NEW GUNS!

>>27852500

MORE ARGUING

>>27852531
quick back in to the plane!

>>27852409
Shouldn't we also talk about those scouts getting bolder and bolder too? I mean, that does sound like something we're supposed to report in.

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>>27852409
"Come on!" You take Lucina's hand. "No time to practice like now!"

"W-what?!" Lucina gasps as you pull her to the stairs.

"Don't worry, we'll start off easy. Nemo's not exactly the shining definition of 'normal', so she'll probably be pretty open minded about whatever you try."

"B-but-"

"No buts! Didn't your parents teach never to turn down a mission?"

"...yes." Lucina says, as if admitting defeat.

"Then it's settled." You grin.

You guide Lucina to Nemo's makeshift lab, ignoring all the stares you're getting along the way. It was really no secret that you were one of the few people who could boss around Lucina and not only live to tell the tale, but also get completely get away with it. You finally reach Nemo's tent and let Lucina in.

"You've been in the lab tent before, right?" You ask.

"Once or twice."

"Did anybody actually KNOW you were in the tent?"

"...no."

"Of course." You sigh.

Sure enough, as was customary for her, you see Nemo sprawled across one of her work tables, loudly snoring. You wonder if Nemo was naturally tired all the time or if she just works obscene hours.

"So, what do I do?" Lucina asks.

>(figuratively) Hold her hand through it.
>Sink or swim!
>Other

>>27852815
>(figuratively) Hold her hand through it.
Tarining wheels at first.

>>27852815
>>(figuratively) Hold her hand through it.
Small steps.

captcha: rononme confidence

>>27852815

Did we just leave the perimeter unmanned?

>>27852815
>Other
Give her some general advice, but let her do most of the talking.

>>27852866
>Tarining
>Tarin
I wish I mean't that, my bed beckons.

>>27852876
No, the perimeter is always manned. Lucina just likes hanging out up there because... well... Lucina.

>>27852815
>Sink or swim!

What could go wrong?

>>27852876
Maybe Edwin, Falynn or anyone else may be on duty as well.

>>27852815
>>(figuratively) Hold her hand through it.

>>27852872
Reading this is painful....

>>27852815
>>(figuratively) Hold her hand through it.

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>>27852815
Lucina just looks at you like a helpless lion cub, unsure of what to do. Well, there you guess you could guide her in a little.

"Just poke her a bit." You say.

"What?" Lucina blinks.

"Yeah, she does this all the time, so she's totally used to it. Just poke her a bit."

Lucina reluctantly reaches a hand out and softly presses her finger against Nemo's cheek. The sleepy scientist groans softly, causing Lucina to squeak in alarm and pull back.

"It didn't work!" She wails.

"Do it a few more times!" You say, trying not to burst into laughter.

Lucina cautiously pokes Nemo's cheek a few more times and the sleepy scientist's eyes finally begin to flutter open.

"Hmbalrkeja?" Nemo mutters as she wipes a bit of drool off her lip. "Oh, morning, Lucas. Morning girl I haven't seen before in my life."

Lucina blinks.

"Name!" You hiss at her.

"O-oh right! I'm Lucina - I mean- my name's Lucina!"

"Ah, the great and terrible." Nemo nods. "What brings you to my little lab today?"

"Well," You butt in, "we were wondering if you've got anything fancy and new today."

"Hmmmmm." Nemo says. "I got a new battle rifle design I need tested out, and a new development for you. Which one do you want to see first?"

>Let's see Lucina's
>Let's see mine.
>Other

>>27853658
>>Let's see Lucina's
Ladies first.

>>27853658
>Let's see Lucina's

>>27853658
>Let's see Lucina's
>[desire to Snake intensifies]

>>27853658
>Let's see Lucina's

>>27853674
>>27853679
>>27853705
I just realized that, out of context, this is an awful, awful thing to read.

I hope it's (not?) a dick...

>>27853658
>>Let's see Lucina's
then ours

I wonder if Nemo is still developing a Ruhm copy?

>>27853658
>>Let's see Lucina's

>>27853658
>>Let's see Lucina's

>>27853740
Probably, but the lead time on that was "months," and I think we've been about two weeks inna San Salvacion.

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>>27853658
"What do you have for Lucina?" You ask.

"Hmmmmm..." Nemo looks at Lucina. "I have it right here."

She then kneels down behind her work table and plops down what looked like the standard Gallian battle rifle, but it looked... different somehow.

"I call it the Enhanced Battle Rifle." Nemo says, motioning to the weapon. "At it's very core, it's still the same weapon, but with a few improvements, mostly in the weight and size so it's easier to carry and handle in close quarters."

"Really?" Lucina looks at it, now with some genuine interest.

"I shortened the barrel by four inches, added in an adjustable stock, and the whole thing is made out of a special lightweight aircraft alloy I've been working on." Nemo drones on.

>Brilliant as always, Nemo.
>Working on new plane already?
>Other

>>27854201
>>Brilliant as always, Nemo.

>>27854201
>>Brilliant as always, Nemo.

One of the springfield prototypes would be better suited than the M39, but there ain't many pics of those

>>27854201
>>Brilliant as always, Nemo.
>>Working on new plane already?

>>27854201
>Other
>"Maybe you could try to, um, make a better knife? My mom told me about how Uncle Jager bought Uncle Ramirez his favorite knife for a Feast of All Spirits and how Ramirez kicked all sorts of butt with it! That'd be cool..."

>>27854201
>>Brilliant as always, Nemo.
>>Working on new plane already?

>>27854201
>>Brilliant as always, Nemo.
so what have you got for me

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>>27854201
"Brilliant as always, Nemo." You grin. Nemo then hands off the rifle to Lucina, who immediately starts scrutinizing every square inch of it.

"It feels off." Lucina frowns.

"That's just because it weighs less than it looks." Nemo points out. "Give it at try and see how you like it."

"Okay." Lucina nods as she starts fiddling with the telescoping stock.

"And as for you," Nemo leads you to the back of the tent. "I've got a bit of a surprise."

Well, rather than a gun, as you were expecting, you see... a backpack, which was a bit odd.

"A backpack? I don't think we need much development on those." You say.

"Not just a backpack." Nemo shakes her head. "An assault pack. Rather than having to deal with having to constantly reload boxes of ammo, you can store it all in this pack and it will feed directly into your gun. No reloading required, well, until you run it dry, of course."

"Huh, that's interesting." You agree. "Any drawbacks?"

"Well, it redistributes the weight from around your chest all to your back. Plus it'll be a bit tougher to fit into close quarters." Nemo shrugs. "But whether you want to use it is up to you."

>I'll try it out.
>Nah, I'll pass.

>>27854597
>>I'll try it out.
Awwwwww YEAH

>>27854597
>>I'll try it out.

>>27854597
>I'll try it out.

My body is ready.

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>>27854597
>I'll try it out.

>>27854686
Best space marine ever

>>27854597
>>I'll try it out.
SUSTAINED FIRE HERE WE COME

>>27854686

Is that Avitus?

>>27854730
yep

>>27854796
he is tapping in to his inner Avitus!

>>27854597
>I'll try it out.
>"This is AWESOME!"

[desire to sate Khorne intensifies]

>>27854597
"I'll try it out." You grin as you sling it on, and realize it's really damn heavy. "Nemo, did you already load the ammo into this thing?"

"Can't hurt to be prepared." Nemo shrugs. "The belt comes out of this slot down here. Just pull it out and lock it into your gun just like if you were reloading it."

"Okay, simple enough."

>roll 1d20

Rolled 20

>>27854916
here we go

Rolled 12

>>27854916

Rolled 2

>>27854916

Rolled 14

>>27854932
>>27854916
'ere we go 'ere we go 'ere we go!

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>>27854932
Lucas' face when.

>>27854954
oh thank god...

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>>27854932

KHORNE DESIRES BLOOOOOOOD!

>>27854971
That knife throw roll must still be affecting me.

>>27854916
"Get down!" Lucina yells as she slides across the table and tackles both you and Nemo to the ground.

At that moment, a mortar or artillery round lands several meters outside of the tent, shredding one side with shrapnel and showering the area with dirt.

"What the hell was that?!?" You yell.

"88mm mortar shell." Nemo says without missing a beat.

It's then that you notice you are sandwiched between Nemo and Lucina. You thank the many gods out there that the two girls involved were probably the only two in this base who wouldn't make a big issue out of it.

"Hey, Lucina, you think you could..."

"Yeah, sorry." Lucina rolls off you and gets into kneeling position with her new rifle at the ready. You grab your M60 and start loading your ammo belt into it.

"Nemo, you stay here and stay in cover, got that?" You say.

"Roger that." Nemo says as she straightens out her shirt.

"Lucas, we need to get out of here and figure out what's going on." Lucina says.

As she says this, you can hear more explosions and more mortar shells were falling into the base. You could also hear screaming and yell and warning sirens blaring. That could only mean one thing. The Bastion was under attack.

>To the west gate. We need to make sure the villagers are fine!
>To the south wall. We need to be prepared for an attack!
>To the command tent. We need to get an idea of what's happening!
>Other

>>27855213
>>To the command tent. We need to get an idea of what's happening!
We need a plan.

>>27855213
>To the command tent. We need to get an idea of what's happening!

>>27855213
>>To the command tent. We need to get an idea of what's happening!

Rolled 18

>>27855213
Lucina to the south, us to command

>>27855213
>>To the west gate. We need to make sure the villagers are fine!

Orders will come soon.

For now, PROTECT THE INNOCENT.

>>27855213
>>To the west gate. We need to make sure the villagers are fine!
>It's then that you notice you are sandwiched between Nemo and Lucina.

Even now...Even now...

>>27855213

We need a plan, and we need to know what's going on. However... ugh, I'd wish to know how the villagers and the wall will do as well.


>To the west gate. We need to make sure the villagers are fine!

I'm just hoping that Command is making a plan to rescue the civvies.

>>27855213
>>To the command tent. We need to get an idea of what's happening!

>>27855213
"We've got to get the command tent." You say. "We don't have our radios with us so we need some way to get orders."

"Got it." Lucina nods and throws back the tent flap. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah." You nod.

The both of you make a mad dash even as artillery shells fall around you.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 18

>>27855492

Rolled 13

>>27855492
Gottarunfast

Rolled 15

>>27855492

>>27855500
Noice.

>>27855500
The both of you manage to cross the distance relatively unscathed. Though scary, the mortar fire was actually rather inaccurate. While a good deal were falling inside the base, you see much more going off target and landing outside the walls. Lucina also seemed to have a sense of where the shells would be landing and quickly directed you to the safest spots to head towards. Within a few minutes, you finally reach the command post, which is a flurry of activity. There, you can see Simo and Menendez trying to organize the chaos.

"Simo, what's going on?!" You ask.

"We don't know, but I'll bet money it's an Erusean attack." Simo scowls. "Air support is already inbound, but we've got no idea what's coming our way."

"Counter battery fire is already starting." Menedez says as you can hear several loud BOOMS coming from the north end of the base as the heavy artillery pieces you brought begin to respond to the shelling. You also see Trombe barreling through the barrage, the rest of Wraith Team piles out.

"Okay, since we're all here." Simo waves you all forward. "Priority is securing this area!"

>Lead a patrol out into the jungle to scout out possible enemy positions and strength.
>Man defenses on the south wall to prepare for attack.
>Evacuate the civilians from the village.
>Other

>>27855612
>>Evacuate the civilians from the village.

>>27855612
>Evacuate the civilians from the village.

>>27855612
>Man defenses on the south wall to prepare for attack.

Nobody is safe until we secure ourselves.

>>27855612
>>Evacuate the civilians from the village.

>>27855612
>Evacuate the civilians from the village.
Stupid sexy Knightly impulses!

>>27855612
>Man defenses on the south wall to prepare for attack.

Hold the line!

>>27855612
>>Evacuate the civilians from the village.

>>27855612
>Man defenses on the south wall to prepare for attack.

>>27855612
>>Man defenses on the south wall to prepare for attack.
>>Evacuate the civilians from the village.

I do believe if we can afford to, let's split up. If that sounds like a bad idea... well, let's go with... evacuating the Civilians.

I've been wondering, do the Demons have a form of compensation if one of their people get injured?

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"We need to evacuate the villagers!" You say.

"Are you serious?" Edwin shakes his head. "What good will that do us?"

"Don't tell me you can just stand by and let innocent people get hurt when you can do something about it!" You yell back.

Edwin is about to retort when Simo cuts him off.

"Lucas has got a point. We need local support here if we want to minimize rebel activity." Simo says. "Saving a village will go a long ways toward that."

"Alright, you guys need a ride to the west gate? I'm ready to go!" Runaround says.

Thanks to Trombe,you get to the west gate in under thirty seconds. Once you reach the gate, you poke your head out of one of the observation ports and grimace when you see Dorado. The village hadn't gotten out of the bombardment unscathed, either, and you can see some buildings burning or wrecked. You can see villagers already fleeing up the hill towards the base.

"Sir, what do we do about the villagers!" One of the gate guards asks.

"Let them in! But make sure you keep them in a secure area!" Simo yells as Trombe zooms through the gate.

"Okay, we need to secure the village and the evacuation route!" Simo says to the assembled squad. "We're going to have to split into two teams for this!"

>Stay on the hill and cover the evacuation route.
>Secure the village and make sure everybody gets out.

>>27855791
I'd imagine there is hazard pay, as for pay for work related injuries...didn't that kind of thing not get introduced until around the 70s? This is a family business of a sorts so maybe they do but nothing official.

>>27855816
We're a gunner people, we hold positions.

Hold the position.

>>27855816
>>Stay on the hill and cover the evacuation route.

>>27855816
>Stay on the hill and cover the evacuation route.

We have a big gun with lots of ammo.

This is what it's made for.

>>27855816
>>Secure the village and make sure everybody gets out.

>>27855816

>Secure the village and make sure everybody gets out.

The gun is made for fire and movement.

CHARGE

>>27855816

>Stay on the hill and cover the evacuation route.

We're a Gunner, aren't we? Let's overwatch!

>>27855816
>Stay on the hill and cover the evacuation route.
but give some candy to the guys going in to use as bait and lures

>>27855816
>Stay on the hill and cover the evacuation route.

>>27855854
We're also carrying an absurdly heavy ammo pack that is most certainly NOT for fire and movement.

>>27855816
>>Stay on the hill and cover the evacuation route.

>>27855816
Simo quickly organizes you into two teams. You, Bragg, Simo, Morgan, Edwin, Sparky, and Runaround in Trombe would hold position on top of the hill in order to provide covering fire. Charlotte, MK, Falynn, and Lucina would proceed into Dorado to clear all the houses and make sure everybody is evacuated.

"We're moving in." Lucina says, waving for her team to follow her down the hill."

Well, now you've got a choice to decide where to point your gun.

>Keep an eye on the south flank. The enemy might try to cut off the evac route.
>Keep an eye on the village. The other team might need covering fire.
>Other

>>27856040
>>Keep an eye on the south flank. The enemy might try to cut off the evac route.

>>27856040
>Keep an eye on the village. The other team might need covering fire.
Runaround and Trombe can't fire safely into the village, but we can. Trombe's Bushmaster will be more effective firing into the jungle as well.

>>27856040
>>Keep an eye on the south flank. The enemy might try to cut off the evac route.

>>27856040
>Keep an eye on the south flank. The enemy might try to cut off the evac route.

The other team can take care of themselves, and the civilians are much more vulnerable.

>>27856040

>>Keep an eye on the south flank. The enemy might try to cut off the evac route.

Machine gun + fleeing villagers = WAR CRIMES

Morgan's better suited for that.

>>27856040
>>Keep an eye on the village. The other team might need covering fire.

>>27856040
>Keep an eye on the south flank. The enemy might try to cut off the evac route.

The other team is armored, the civilians are not.

>>27856040
>Keep an eye on the south flank. The enemy might try to cut off the evac route.

If the other team needs cover, the snipers are better for that, we're much more suited for covering an open road than an urban assault team.

>>27856040
Us Simo and Morgan gover the village, the rest cover the evac route

>>27856040
>>Keep an eye on the south flank. The enemy might try to cut off the evac route.

It'd be a slaughter if the evac team is cut off. Let's make sure that area's kept clear.

>>27856040
You keep an eye on the treeline running parallel to the road. The engineers made sure to slash and burn most of the trees in the area to provide better line of sight, but the tradeoff was a lot less cover, which was no problem if you were sitting behind a concrete wall, but sort of a problem if you only had a shallow road embankment to hide behind.

Regardless, you go prone and set up your M60 to sweep the treeline if needed. Bragg sets up his .50 while Simo and Morgan line up their rifles to overwatch the village. Edwin and Sparky are busy pulling crates of spare lance tips out of Trombe and are in a minor bickering over where to place them.

Meanwhile, the village team is busy clearing out the buildings and directing everybody to make a run for the Bastion.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 2

>>27856421

Rolled 14

>>27856421

Rolled 12

>>27856421

Rolled 9

>>27856421

Rolled 14

>>27856421

DAKKA

>>27856454
"I see movement in the trees." Bragg says.

"Really?" You say as you squint your eyes. You can see leaves rustling, but that could just be the wind. "Are you sure?"

"Dead sure. Leaves don't move like that." Bragg says grimly. "Simo?"

"I can't see what you're seeing, Bragg, but I trust you to fire at your discretion." Simo says, still keeping his rifle steady.

"It might be Eruseans setting up for a shot on us. These civvies out here are sitting ducks if that happen." Bragg says.

"And it could just be a boar or worse, more civvies that went into the jungle instead." You warn. "And if we start shooting I can guarantee you it will cause a panic."

>Fire into the trees.
>Hold your fire until you're certain what's in there.
>Other

>>27856564
>>Hold your fire until you're certain what's in there.

Rolled 18

>>27856564

>>Hold your fire until you're certain what's in there.

>>27856564
>>Hold your fire until you're certain what's in there.

No chances.

>>27856564
>Hold your fire until you're certain what's in there.
Suppression fire might be tactically sound, but it's not knightly behavior at all.

>>27856564
>>Other
fire a warning shot above anyones potential heads, if they are friendlies they will say so, if not, well then we keep shooting

>>27856564
>>Fire into the trees.

The moment we confirm might be too late. Let's get the jump on this flanking maneuver!

>>27854932
>>Inner avitus
"I HAVE SEEN THE CUTE THAT RUNS THROUGH OUR SQUAD'S HONOR... AND IT JUSTIFIES NOTHING."
"MY MEMORIES ARE FULL OF THE SQUEALS OF THOSE WHO HAVE SEEN IT"
"WHERE OTHERS SEE SOLDIERS, I SEE ONLY MOE"
"WE ALL KNOW HOW THIS WILL END, WE HAVE ALWAYS KNOWN."
"IT ENDS WITH HUGS"

>>27856601
Seconding a warning shot. If it's the enemy, they'll fire back. If it's villagers, they'll run deeper in or towards the base.

Rolled 3

>>27856564
"Hold fire, Bragg." You warn. "We need to make sure what's in there."

"Whatever you say." Bragg sighs.

(cont)

>>27856564
>>Hold your fire until you're certain what's in there.

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>>27856819
And then that's when it happens. Suddenly a storm of MG fire lances out from the jungle, pinging off the Trombe's hull and sending villagers screaming and diving for cover.

"Shit!" Bragg yells and he starts to return fire. "I freaking told you, man!"

Even worse, the MG fire was just the harbinger of what was to come. You could see armored vehicles, at least three, break the treeline with at least three squads of supporting infantry flanking them, in addition to the MG teams trying to keep you suppressed.

"Goddamn, it's a whole damn army of them!" Bragg screams.

You mentally recall what you've got available. There's Runaround in Trombe, with an autocannon and disposable lance launchers, Edwin and Sparky, who could use either armor piercing or antipersonnel lances, and you and Bragg, who have your MGs.

>Target priority!

>>27856923
Suppressing fire from us and Bragg, Edwin and Sparky take out the vehicles.

>>27856923
Have Lucas and Bragg target the infantry.
Have Edwin, Sparky, and Runaround attack the vehicles

>>27856923
Lucas and Bragg suppress/engage the infantry platoon A+B, Runaround engages Bear A with disposable lance, engages platoon C with autocannon, Sparky and Edwin load AP lances and target Bear B and C.

Rolled 11

>>27856923

Bragg + Lucas: Clumps of infantry. While they're running, force them to ground

Trombe+Edwin: Target Armored Vehicles

Sparky: AP Lances. Target the advancing infantry.

>>27856923

>>27856952
Actually, have Runaround target the MG nests.

>>27856923
Bragg: MG Teams
Sparky: Armored Vehicles
Runaround: Armored Vehicles (both autocannon and disposable lance launcher if possible)
Edwin: Infantry
Lucas: Infantry

Rolled 4, 14, 4 = 22

>>27856923
You and Bragg both focus on the infantry.

Edwin and Sparky each pick out a Bear APC for themselves and fire off their lances.

Runaround also fires off one of Trombe's lances at the approaching Bears, while firing his autocannon as well.

>>27857136
>roll 11d20

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Rolled 9, 17, 11, 20, 8, 14, 20, 4, 15, 16, 4 = 138

>>27857166

DAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKA

Rolled 17, 10, 3, 4, 10, 4, 3, 12, 4, 12, 9 = 88

>>27857136

Rolled 10, 4, 10, 16, 15, 4, 13, 7, 17, 15, 6 = 117

>>27857166

Rolled 3, 1, 14, 6, 13, 8, 4, 15, 17, 7, 13 = 101

>>27857166

>>27857169
Good job Ramirez!

Rolled 4, 16, 4, 3, 18, 8, 7, 17, 17, 3, 18 = 115

>>27857136
>DAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKA
PUT SOME MORE DAKKA INNUM

>>27857174
I'm not sure if that roll counted as you referenced the wrong prompt.

Rolled 19, 3, 14, 14, 4, 2 = 56

>>27857169
Between your M60 and Bragg's .50 cal, you wreak terrible destruction among the advancing infantry, and you see a few soldiers literally getting ripped to pieces as they advance. Two squads immediately drop to the ground, clinging to what little cover they can find, but one squad presses on, either ignoring or not noticing their fellows are lagging behind.

On the anti-vehicle front, Edwin manages to plant a lance straight into the front driver's port of one the Bears, causing the entire vehicle to explode and scattering the infantry even further. Unfortunately, Sparky's lance glances off the second Bear's angled front armor.

Finally, Runaround lets loose with Trombe's weapons. His first lance blows off the third Bear's turret, and a cannon volley finishes it off.

The advancing infantry squad and the last Bear continue their advance despite the punishing casualties, firing as they come.

(cont)

>>27857326
You feel a bullet slam into your shoulder pad and deflect off. You wince but try to set aside the pain, glad that you're prone so it wouldn't interrupt your aim. You see Edwin take a hit as well, but he shrugs it off as he quickly starts to load a fresh lance.

However, you see a lance spiral out from the jungle and slam in to the front of the Trombe.

"Runaround! Are you okay!?" You ask.

"Yeah! Fuck!" Runaround curses. "That was too damn close!"

Indeed, you can see the cracked and slagged armor where the lance hit. If the lance had been just a little more to the right, it would have had a direct hit on the driver's compartment.

>Pull Runaround back. He's just a big target right now.
>Keep him here. You need all the firepower you can get.
>Other

>>27857428
>>Pull Runaround back. He's just a big target right now.

>>27857428
>Pull Runaround back. He's just a big target right now.
Get him to find better cover.

Rolled 8, 17, 1, 1, 6, 16, 4, 1, 12, 20, 1 = 87

>>27857428

>>Pull Runaround back. He's just a big target right now.

>>27857428
>Other
Can we get Runaround and Trombe to circle the wagons? Just reverse it out and try to get a better deflection angle going

tl;dr: compromise between the two options

Rolled 4, 9, 20 = 33

>>27857428
"Runaround, you should reposition before another lancer nails you!" You yell.

"Roger that." Runaround says as the Trombe guns it into reverse. "Repositioning. Give me a few seconds."

Well, a few seconds was a LOT in this situation. You turn your attention back to the approaching Eruseans.

>roll 8d20

Rolled 8, 6, 4, 3, 5, 4, 4, 2 = 36

>>27857594

Rolled 20, 20, 12, 18, 18, 11, 19, 4 = 122

>>27857594

GET SOME GITS

Rolled 2, 14, 19, 10, 11, 4, 7, 10 = 77

>>27857594

Rolled 14, 2, 7, 16, 7, 6, 1, 20 = 73

>>27857594

Let fly!

Rolled 14, 2, 11, 6, 14, 19, 19, 16 = 101

>>27857594

Rolled 2, 3, 19, 12, 4, 8, 15, 4 = 67

>>27857614
Holy shit!

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>>27857608

NO MORE ROLLIN' FOR YOU

>>27857614

MFW

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>>27857614

>>27857614
Fortunately, the two pinned squads keep their heads down as you and Bragg continue your suppressive fire. However, the third squad seems to actually start moving FASTER, as if emboldened or angered at your attempts to stop them.

However, they quickly lose their armored support thanks to Edwin, who manages to use his elevated position to his advantage and shoot a lance down onto the last Bear's top armor, blowing its engine compartment apart.

Without the Bear to support them, the advancing Erusean squad is cut to ribbons, but a few of them are left and you grimace when you see that they've got bayonets attached.

"Shit I need to reload!" Bragg curses.

You know that Edwin and Sparky need to reload too, and this close in, Runaround can't risk shooting at them either. You've got not choice and stand up...

>roll 3d20

Rolled 10, 15, 5 = 30

>>27857785
Death or Glory!

Rolled 6, 15, 15 = 36

>>27857785

Rolled 11, 16, 1 = 28

>>27857785

Rolled 10, 10, 10 = 30

>>27857785
TASTE THE FURY OF GALLIA

Rolled 7, 16, 15 = 38

>>27857785
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Well that was exceedingly average.

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>>27857799
You sort of like your new assault pack, since you can simply just get up and start shooting without having to worry about ammo boxes and mags. The Erusean squad is down its last handful of men, and you finish two of them off easily. However, there's three left and they begin to split off, one towards Bragg, one towards you, and one towards Edwin and Sparky.

>Head off the one going for Bragg.
>Head off the one going for Edwin and Sparky.
>Stand your ground and concentrate on the one headed for you.
>Other

>>27857918
>>Stand your ground and concentrate on the one headed for you.

>>27857918
>Head off the one going for Edwin and Sparky.
Scratch my back and I'll scratch yours

By which I mean I'll shoot the scary man trying to murder you and then you two shoot the scary man trying to stab my junk.

>>27857918
>>Head off the one going for Edwin and Sparky.

>>27857918
>Head off the one going for Edwin and Sparky.

>>27857918

>Head off the one going for Bragg.

We have optimism and Edwin/Sparky Tagteam

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Rolled 7

>>27857918
>Stand your ground and concentrate on the one headed for you.

>>27857918
>>Stand your ground and concentrate on the one headed for you.

You wanna go, motherfucker?

>>27857918
>>Head off the one going for Edwin and Sparky.

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Rolled 1, 18 = 19

>>27857918
Making a snap decision, you spin on your heel and let loose a volley of bullets, cutting down the charging Erusean before he can get anywhere near your lancers. You couldn't ignore your knightly instincts, after all. Unfortunately, this gives the Erusean going for you an opening to attack.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 4

>>27858018
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH

Rolled 10

>>27858018

DAKKA

Rolled 8

>>27858018

Rolled 1

>>27858031
>>27858041
>>27858047
well that was perfectly crap, it turns out Lucas it not an Ork

>>27858055
Clearly.

Rolled 5

>>27858041
You try to turn to face the Erusean approaching you, but the combination of your gun and your assault pack makes you too heavy and unwieldy to react fast enough. The Erusean manages to close the distance and jabs at you with his bayonet. The blade slips between a gap in your armor and you can feel it cutting into your side.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 5

>>27858077

CHOOPIN

WAAAAAAAAAAAARGH

Rolled 11

>>27858077

Rolled 2

>>27858077
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!

Rolled 16

>>27858083
not an Ork...

>>27858086
and evidently not a follower of khorne

Rolled 3

>>27858115
That's fine. The Great Deciever has plans for us.

Rolled 14

>>27858115

so...

For the Greater Good?

>>27858131
We gue'la now, I guess. Lame.

Rolled 13

>>27858131
getting close

>>27858130
not a necron

lets try eldar

>>27858142
Would that make Lucas a Dark Reaper or something else?

Rolled 2

>>27858153
maybe a Harlequin?

Rolled 6

FUR DE EMPRAH

Rolled 5

>>27858167
thats a no

lets try guardsman

Rolled 5

>>27858177
>>27858179
hrm, whats close to tau and eldar?

rogue trader?

Rolled 8

>>27858179
>>27858177
also a bust. Perhaps Papa Nurgle will save us.

Rolled 13

>>27858195

Kroot

>>27858084
You wince in pain but manage to stop short of screaming or crying out. Honestly, you've probably suffered worse in training. However, unlike Auntie Tarin, this Erusean was just going to keep stabbing you once you were down. With a twist of your body, you bring your heavy M60 around and swing at the Erusean. It doesn't connect, but it forces the Erusean to back away and he grabs your gun to keep you from being able to bring it into line with him. You realize you can't afford to get into a protracted fight with this guy, considering you had a stab wound and he didn't.

>Try to struggle to get your weapon free.
>Forget the gun, you still got your fists.
>Other

>>27858257
>Forget the gun, you still got your fists.
UNCLE JAGER GUIDE MY FISTS

Rolled 2

>>27858257

>>Forget the gun, you still got your FOREHEAD.


HEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADBUTTTTTTT

Rolled 1

>>27858257
>Other
Headbutt

>>27858257
>>Try to struggle to get your weapon free.

Rolled 5

>>27858257
>Other
Pistol is faster than primary

and knife is faster than pistol

Rolled 12

>>27858257
FISTS OF FURY!!

>>27858308
>>27858281
>>27858280
The dice have forsaken us

>>27858281
well, this is going to end with a berserk rage...

Rolled 7

>>27858349
good thing we don't need dice

>>27858257
You weren't going to get anywhere struggling for your weapon, so you make the decision to drop it and use something a bit more portable...

>roll 1d20

Rolled 15

>>27858415

Rolled 18

>>27858415

Rolled 6

>>27858415

Rolled 9

>>27858415
kapow

Rolled 8

>>27858415
...

>>27858422
Based Jager.

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>>27858422
The act of dropping your gun is enough to surprise the Erusean, giving you the opening you need. You swing your head forward, slamming it into the Erusean's and sending him falling back. Shaking the stars from your vision, you then pull out your pistol and pump several shots into him. You turn to Bragg just in time for you to see him pick up his .50 from its tripod and swing it like a club at the Erusean with predictable results. Even though Bragg's position was a good handful of meters away from you, you could very clearly hear the sicking CRUNCH and metal met bone, and bone lost rather badly.

And then the adrenaline wears off and you become acutely aware of your stab wound. You wince and fall to your knees, scrambling for your ragnaid. Edwin and Sparky rush to your side to see if you need assistance.

"I'm good." You say, getting up and picking up your dropped M60. You can hear the booming of Bragg's .50 cal as he sets his MG back down and pumps more rounds at the Eruseans hiding out in the jungle.

It's also now that your realize you can hear Simo and Morgan's rifles going off. That could only mean-

"Simo, what's going on in the village?!" You yell.

"The village is crawling with Erusean infantry." Simo says without pulling away from his rifle. "Lucina's team is still fine, but they're swarming everywhere and they're going to get surrounded if they don't get out."

"Why aren't they getting out?" You ask.

"Arguello's still MIA. They're trying to find them."

>You need to get down there and help them!
>Stay up on the hill. You'll probably do more good up here than down there.
>Other

>>27858510
>>You need to get down there and help them!

>>27858510
>Stay up on the hill. You'll probably do more good up here than down there.

We're overwatch for a reason, and we're in no way in any position to commence assaults.

>>27858510
>You need to get down there and help them!

>>27858510
>You need to get down there and help them!
It's time to SWEEP N CLEAR

>>27858510
>Stay up on the hill. You'll probably do more good up here than down there.

>>27858510
>Stay up on the hill. You'll probably do more good up here than down there.
At least until we get that stab wound healed

Rolled 2

>>27858510
>>Stay up on the hill. You'll probably do more good up here than down there.

>>27858510
>>Stay up on the hill. You'll probably do more good up here than down there.

>>27858510
>>Stay up on the hill. You'll probably do more good up here than down there.

Our gun is configured for accuracy. Fire support base TIME.

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>>27858510
"Just point we where they are." You say.

"They've basically taken the west half of the village, so anything up there is free game." Simo says. "I think we've got all the civvies out, so it's just Arguello we've got to worry about."

"Got it." You nod and set up a new position, trusting Bragg to hold the jungle in line. "Can't we send Runaround down there to support and extract them?"

"We can, but it's dangerous." Simo says as he fires off a shot. "We've got confirmed lancer presence in the village, and in those close quarters, I doubt Viper armor will be able to hold up."

>Hold Runaround back.
>Send Runaround in.
>Other

>>27858595
I thought we actually decided against that one after it was getting weird

>>27858602
>Hold Runaround back.
Get Runaround to focus on the west end while we foot clear the east side.

>>27858602
>>Send Runaround in.

>>27858602
>Hold Runaround back.

That's fucking suicide.

Rolled 16

>>27858602
>>Hold Runaround back.
armored vehicles in close quarters is fucking suicide

>>27858607

We actually haven't had the time to reconfigure it to a more assault friendly configuration.

>>27858602


>Hold Runaround back.

>>27858602
>Hold Runaround back.

Come to think of it, is Simo toting the ATR-3?

>>27858602
>Hold Runaround back.

APC's, RPG's and tight streets don't mix at all. Best we keep him back on the hill where we can provide a good field of fire.

Rolled 15, 15, 3 = 33

>>27858602
"Let's not send Runaround in." You say. "I don't think vehicles and urban combat mix."

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking." Simo says. "If you want to help, you remember that brick building Arguello set up shop in? Lucina and the others are in that general area. They're trying to get inside, but the Eruseans have them pinned down. Some support fire would be appreciated.

"Got it." You say, squinting through your red dot sight. You focus in on the lone brick building in the center of the village, and sure enough, you can see tracers zipping about as small little figures trade fire with one another. The distance was pretty far, but the point was to suppress the enemy, not necessarily kill them...

>roll 3d20

Rolled 5, 6, 15 = 26

>>27858696

Rolled 17, 13, 3 = 33

>>27858696

Rolled 13, 15, 14 = 42

>>27858696

DAKKN

>>27858701
You unleash a sustained burst of fire into the buildings west of Arguello's residence, hopefully taking some Eruseans out and keeping their heads down.

"Lucina, how's the situation?" You say as you let off the trigger a bit to let your barrel cool.

"No good, there's still too much fire coming our way." Lucina responds over the radio.

"Lucina, whatever you do, do it fast." Simo warns. "The Eruseans are coming around the northern flank. Me and Morgan are trying to keep them pinned, but you're likely going to be surrounded in three minutes."

>It's too dangerous, Lucina, get out of there!
>Go for it, Lucina. I'll cover you!
>Other

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>>27858753
>Go for it, Lucina. I'll cover you!

>>27858753
>>Go for it, Lucina. I'll cover you!

>>27858753
>>It's too dangerous, Lucina, get out of there!

Time to get going!

>>27858753
>Go for it, Lucina. I'll cover you!

We're going to lose a lot of trust with the villagers if we lose him.

Rolled 19, 10, 15 = 44

>>27858753

>>Go for it, Lucina. I'll cover you!

"ROUNDABOUT. COVERING FIRE WITH YOUR CANNON."

>>27858753
>Other
Can we redirect some artillery fire? Morgan and Simo can probably spot for it pretty well, right?

Rolled 11, 1, 4 = 16

>>27858753
"Go for it, Lucina! Get Arguello out of there!" You yell. "We'll cover you!"

"Roger that. We're breaching."

You then see a brief flash and a large smoke cloud as presumably Falynn blows a hole in the wall to gain entry into the building. You see a flurry of activity in the west part of town.

"Oh no, they realize something's up." Morgan says, firing her GSR-TAC as fast as she can manage. "They're trying to assault the building!"

You swing your gun into position and fire.

>roll 3d20

Rolled 1, 19, 8 = 28

>>27858873
here we go

Rolled 11, 14, 7 = 32

>>27858873

COME ON

Rolled 7, 1, 18 = 26

>>27858873