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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: SadDubwool on January 11, 2015, 09:53:08 PM
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Here ya go guys future stuff here,and past stuff in the normal one
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((Barrett is in Phoenix, Arizona.))
"alright" Barrett said, jumping onto the stage-thing "You are in the Cinemax theater, which is where you'll be staying the night. Use the chairs as a bed, cots will be provided for the wounded. One hour watch shifts, anyone caught approaching my Humvees that isn't me, or one of my men, will be shot. Any questions?"
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Angder ran after the humvee, following it through the streets, before long though, despite his best efforts, he lost track of it. Still, in that direction there is actually not much to find, either they were leaving the city, or they were heading for the cinema building.
Angder had lost a close friend today and did not really care if this new group wanted him or not, It was HIS city they were in, so he would help them. He headed for the Cinema, keeping an eye out for any movement above him...
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"Halt!" a red fox sitting at the plasma turret of the Humvee shouted to . The Humvee was hidden under the hanging roof "Identify yourself and submit to inspection! Or be shot!" he had a riot helmet, his polarized visor flipped so that you couldn't see his face
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Angder gazed up at the fox "The names Angder, This is my city and I am not a robot, want to inspect me, Go ahead"
Angder took a single step forward and dropped his gun, no need to be overly aggressive just yet...
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The fox in the turret kept his gun trained on anger as a man approached him, metal detector in hand. He ran it over his arms and legs. The fox in the turret kept his gun trained on him still, that helmet giving him a powerful impression; he had no face, as did the man that approached him.
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Angder stood still, "So who runs this group then?" Angder glanced upwards, He was painfully aware how defenseless he would be if the group turned on him. Every living person was in the same boat now, but some people did not realize this, and continued to act as looters and thieves. Still they hadn't shot him yet so they can't be that bloodthirsty...
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You notice that all of the men are wearing red armbands; the Humvees have a red DNA helix spray painted on their fronts.
"Fulton!" the man went into his radio "A guy here wants to talk to you."
He nodded after a moment, gesturing anger inside the movie theater. The fox on the gun seemed to follow your every movement, seeming as if he wants you to attack
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Angder Followed the man inside, he noted they never gave him back his gun. "Fulton, I am assuming you are in command of this group" he said. Angder spoke with great confidence, but in truth he was terrified...
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"yes." Fulton said simply "I am the leader. You're talking to Barrett's badasses, your local resistance cell." he gave a pat to the red armband around his arm "we've only sent small patrols out of the sewers recently, and these refugees here come from a refugee camp not too far from here. What's your business here, friend?"
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Angder smiled a slightly sad smile, and shook his head slowly "how long have you been fighting them?" he asked "How many young men and women have you lost? do you have any idea what kind of place you have stumbled into? Resistance does not last long around this city, you would be better off out in the countryside." Angder looked straight at Fulton "Unless you have plans to take the fight to them of course." He grinned mischievously, "in that case, you will be VERY glad I am here..."
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"you'll notice, this is a safe house, our safe house." he gave a sigh "we lost seventy men so far, and we're based out of a bunker not too far from here. We have to get these refugees back to base... But what might you be suggesting? If it involves killing those tin cans, I'm game."
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"There is a repair shop they use not far from here, some kind of Victorian house they converted... Regardless to say if we blow it up all those poor, defenceless, Damaged Bots. Well, that would be terrible wouldent it" Angder grinned at Fulton "If your willing to do this we will have to strike soon, before they catch on that your here, and learn to protect it better."
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"damn..." he says, clucking his tongue "that would be a shame, wouldn't it?" he paused a moment, flipping the visor on his helmet up and down in absent thought "How long would it take to get to that house, from here?"
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"Not far, but you will have to go by foot, the one street that is not blocked is used by them, those damn assault drones" Angder paused for a second, glancing around the theater "We tried forcing our way through a while back, lost six of our ten man squad in that one battle..." Angder looked down, mournfully, his fur seemed to ripple slightly. A second later though, he snapped back to his normal self, looking back up at Fulton, smiling like nothing had happened. "So I reckon if you sneak in through the back, a few explosives could take out the whole facility if placed correctly." Angder paused and glanced around "I don't suppose you have a map anywhere?"
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"Right... Well, consider this your trial to join Barrett's badasses. If we blow up that house, you and your buddies are in." He gave a sigh "Martinez, come with me. Rest of ya, get the civvies out. Got it?" When he said Martinez, a grizzled looking shepherd, in all black gear, stepped forward
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"Fine but... there is not anyone else... I am the last of my group" Once again Angder looked mournfully at Fulton then perked up again. "So what explosives have ya got?" he said cheerfully "Also what weaponry have you got that can be carried. Actually scrap that, just give me my gun back, I will leave when your ready."
Angder smiled a bitter smile, some part of him wondered if he had just sent another batch of recruits to their deaths, he ignored it, if their sacrifice weakens the robots it was worth it. In fact ANY price was worth paying, as long as it hurt those metal monsters...
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"Ah. Well, my offer still holds. Sorry."By no means were Barrett and his men recruits. Especially him and Martinez, some of the most hardened men in Arizona. He had even killed an HK once.
"We've got a pound of C4, some plugs, and a detonator. Should do." He nodded, gesturing a hand. A man returned angder's rifle to him "We leave once the civilians are gone, feel free to talk to em, et-cetra. There's a girl who's willing to go down on ya for a can of food, I think. I mean , your choice. Her choice. So... Yeah." He gave an awkward sigh "just try not to get me killed, yeah? I've been fighting the tin cans for five years, killed seventy eight T-models. One HK."
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((Sorry if it's bad, I'm tired :p
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Angder smiled broadly "the combat record for this group is almost as good as mine" Angder checked his gun, fully loaded, as he had left it. Angder glanced at the group, about time he had some proper soldiers to work with...
"I just want to go out there and do some damage, unless one of your civilian friends has information we need, I am not interested. " He said flatly
((Don't worry too much, my writing isn't exactly Shakespeare over here. :P ))
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"Understood. In which case, we'll be leaving immediately, come." He waved him over, taking inventory of his gear. He had several magazines for his AR, a day's worth of food and water, a few grenades, his pack of cigarettes, and a cool looking curved survival lkife that he had found recently "hey, I need the C4 here." He said, leaning into a wall
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Angder glanced at the supplies provided, and took some plasma rounds and some AR rounds, Then took a few steps back, and started to apparently dismantle one of the Plasma rounds, looking closely it was evident that his paws were once white, but now seemed to be dyed an inky black...
"Dont worry, I have done this before" He said "normal bullets don't cut it..." he paused, and moved his paws as if trying to unscrew something "...But neither do..." Something came loose on the plasma round he was holding "...Plasma bullets..." Angder grabbed one of the AR round and seemed to plunge it into the plasma round, sparks flew from the result and for a split second the plasma Round seems to light up, then the light dies again. "This baby on the other hand..." He grinned lifting the modified plasma round "This baby is custom built to get the both of both worlds, the physical force of a bullet AND the explosion of fiery plasma"
Angder grabbed a second Plasma round, and got to work on that one in the same way...
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"Huh... Well, has it worked?" He asked "cos my techs told me that plasma stuff works by firing a jet of fiery hot ionized plasma gas. I'm pretty sure you'd need to modify the barrel. But so far, these work, at least decently."
((I'm thinking this is gonna be our own timeline, where plasma stuff is all bulky and only used by terminators, and crew served weapons (ie, helicopter guns, and the guns in my humvees) Just a thought.
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Angder tapped his gun "Modifications already done on this one" he gestured at the barrel, it had several tiny holes punched in the side, and the end of the barrel seemed to get wider towards the end "And the barrel isn't the problem anyway, it's the firing mechanism that's apparently the problem, though don't ask me how it works, someone else built it, I just use it." Angder loaded one of the Rounds into his gun, "Only downside is that the modified rounds are somewhat bigger than normal rounds, so less shots in a clip..."
Angder counted his rounds : 84 for his Assault rifle (6 clips, only 14 bullets each, All modified) and 49 for his pistol (7 clips).
((If that's the case then Ammo for my gun is going to be scarce, so the actual effectiveness is probably going to go from 'Above Average' to 'can take out Terminators in a few hits', I should probably keep track of how many Rounds I have if this is the case...))
((Also note I know nothing of guns, so If the numbers I just gave are dumb please feel free to correct me))
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(Im just going to continue where I left off in the other thread.)
Blurred movements. Thats all that Jacob could see. Formless shapes shifting infront of him, muffled booms echoing beneath the ring in his ears. From what he could tell he was upside down, a deflated airbag hanging limply infront of him, scrapes of metal littering the ground under him. "SIR"
And suddenly, just like that, he was back. His thoughts came together as his vision and hearing returned, the sound of gunfire beside the truck. Quickly, the fox grabbed his knife and cut the seatbelt, kicking the door open and crawling out. Immediately he was met by one of his men, Pavin. "Sir we need to go, that gunship is closing in fast! Holender and Vasquez are injured, Hardy is dead." Jacob didnt have time to process this, only time to act. He looked over the remaining 5 members of his team before ordering a retreat into one of sky scrapers. Coming to Phoenix was a bad idea.
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((Clips typically have 30 rounds nowadays. Typical soldiers Cary about eight clips, that's what I've on my vest. About 240 rounds. Pistol mag count is good.))
"Shit, gunshots!" He cursed "badasses, we gotta help em! Let's move!" He made a gesture, moving his men into action "Esposito, Johnson, stay here, guard the civilians. Rest of you! On me!" He grunted, quickly hopping in the driver's seat of his lead Humvee, and starting off towards the fighting. If anything, they could make a distraction, let them et out of there. They may loose the hungers, but human life, he believes, is much more important than any equipment. So, he rushed headlong into battle, teeth barred, guns loaded, car ready. Within a few minutes, he slammed his car into a T-model, sending it across the street. Martinez, his gunner, hit it as it flew.
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His squad hunkered down in a ruined store, staying in the back and away from the windows. "Pavin, secure the upstairs. I dont want any surprises."
"Yes sir." He said, and scurried up the stairs.
"Collins, how are our wounded holding up?"
"Holender is stable sir but Vasquez isnt look so good. She is loosing a lot of blood." She replied.
Jacob rubbed the bridge of his nose, listening to the gunship hover above. They needed help and soon.
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"Oh Sh!t!" his gunner shouted " HK, up above!" Barrett let out a small curse, swerving as best he could in the confined streets "Shoot the engines!" he went, as the gunship floated above "preferably before he shoots us!" He grunted as he swerved around an overturned car in the middle of the road "We can't help people if we're dead, can we?"
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Angder followed the soldiers, one of them offered him a chance to ride in one of the vehicles, but Angder rejected the offer, instead he headed over on foot.
When he arrived, the first thing he noticed was the Gunship overhead, firing down on the lead Humvee. He grimaced, those things were nasty, unfortunately he had no weaponry effective against them. The second thing he noticed was a T-model coming out of a building just ahead of him, Angder unloaded 6 rounds into it, and watched it collapse. Too easy. he ran to the fallen machine and shot it 3 more times in the chest at point blank, you never quite knew how many shots these things needed before they stayed dead...
((Changed how many rounds I had in the previous post))
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Jacob heared fighting and shooting outside, the sound of bullets hitting something metal. He heard the gunship overhead begin to turn away from the store, obviously focused on something more of a threat. Knowing this was the time to prepare, he gave orders. "Moore!" The fox said to a panther with a sniper rifle. "Get upstairs and send Pavin down, I want eyes and a scope on whats going on out there. Collins, drag Holender and Vasquez behind that counter and take up position. If anything metal comes through that door I want you to fill it with plasma." Jacob ran behind a ruined desk and flipped it, crouching behind it and aiming his shotgun at the door as Pavin appeared behind him. "Jax, I want you to get the last few gernades we have and set up at the top of the steps. That will be our retreat point if we need one."
With all orders given, he sat and waited.
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"God-Dammit!"Barrett shouted, narrowly avoiding a ball of blue death launched from the Hunter-killer, Bits of plasma singing the Run-flat tires on the Humvee "Martinez! what the hell are you doing!?" he growled, doing a tricky S-turn as Martinez seemed to hit everywhere but the HK
"M...trying!" Martinez said, literally flying into the air as they hit what barrett assumed to be a speed-bump. "But your driving isn't making it easy!"
Martinez let out a loud whoop as he hit one of it's engines, and with the groan of metal, the thing fell behind a building.
Barrett smiled, bringing the Humvee to a stop.
"thats our second HK, bab-" he was interrupted as a blast of plasma impacted the side of the vehicle, knocking him out cold
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Angder peered inside the building, T-Models often came in squads, there were probably 3 or 4 more in there, waiting for the chance to act.
*BOOOM*
Angder turned to see the HK going down, it had been hit! he perked his ears up. Hearing the cheers of Barrett and Martinez, He smiled.
*Boom*
a second explosion? Angders smile dropped as he saw the Humvee hit by some unknown attacker, he glanced around frantically, looking for who fired the shot, and then stopped moving completely, and swore.
In the excitement of the HK going down, he had forgotten the far more immediate danger. behind him, 2 metallic forms began to climb out of the building, both wielding plasma guns. one came through the same door as last time, slightly to Angders left, the other stepped through a broken window, to Angders right.
He only had time to shoot one...
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"What do you see Moore?" Jacob shouted, still looking down his sights. "The drone is down and there is a humvee in the lot. Another person over by a store flanket by two bots. They could be disguisers." Jacob heard in return. He thought for a moment, contemplating the situation before answering. "Shoot one of the bots, but not one that looks human. I dont want an accident on our first day here. Ryan nodded and looked down the scope of his rifle, lining up a headshot to the T Model on Angders right and pulled the trigger.
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"Ugh..." Barrett went, groaning "what the..." He closed his eyes, pursed his lips, and scrambled out of the vehicle. He looked around blearily a moment, everything seeming like it was a mile off. Then, he shook his head, slapped himself, and dove into cover. His rifle was luckily still attached to him by a sling, so he used it to look around.
The plasma blast had scorched a sizable portion of the passengers' side of the Humvee.. And he swore he could see something poking out of the gunner's seat... He shook his head, cursing mentally. What was left of Martinez had fused with the half-melted, and nowhere near operational plasma gun, his black clothes all burned off.
He gave his red armband a pat, whispering something for good luck. Lord knew he was gonna need it.
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Angder heard the one on his right collapse, and instantly turned and shot the one on his left, Emptying the rest of the clip into it. 4 bullets plunging into the things arm, with a fifth round going into its chest, It staggered back and fell over, but tried to take its shot anyway, thankfully it went several inches over Angder's head. the thing almost immediately started to get back up, and Angder still needed to reload, but of course to do that he needed cover.
Taking the only option available, Angder dived into the ruined building, praying that there was not another T-model within.
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"Scratch one metel head sir." Moore said, pulling back the bolt on his rifle. By now Holender started to stir, sitting up and scratching his head. He let out a groan, but gave a shaky thumbs up to Jacob. "Copy that. Collins, youre with me. We are going to go check out that humvee." The raccoon looked over at him and nodded her head, getting out from behind the counter. "Moore, give us some cover. If you see anything shiny walking around, drop it." With that, him and Collins moved to the front of the store, looking around before dashing out towards the humvee.
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Barrett saw the two men rushing forward, and shouted to them "Hey!"
He went "The resistance is here to save your pitiful asses!" He let out a small Chuckle. If anything, it seemed to be the resistance that needed the rescuing.
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Angder was lucky, there was another T-Model in the store, but it was on the floor above, presumably preparing to shoot down into the street.
Angder ran to what used to be the counter and ducked behind it, fumbling with his gun, the damaged machine was taking its sweet time, which suited him just fine. in fact it was only half way through the door when he finished reloading. Angder stood up and fired 4 rounds into it. 1 blew off its head, 2 more got it in the chest, the last shot missed completely, melting the door-frame behind it. Not that that mattered, the machine was in pieces, one of its arms fell off completely, and it fell forward.
Angder was about to cheer, but then stopped, and listened, the familiar *whir* *click* *whir* *click* of a tin-can was coming from somewhere above him, Angder shot at the sound, the other 10 rounds in his clip smashed into the ceiling, bringing the limp form of the last T-Model with it as it took damage from both the rounds hitting it, and the floor collapsing around it, somewhat wasteful, but very satisfying.
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Collins was the one who got to Barrett first, pointing her plasma rifle at him. "Yeah yeah, drinks on me later." She said.
Jacob came out behind her and pulled out a metal detector, running it over Barrett before putting it away. "Hes good." the fox said, and Tera lowered her weapon. "So." Jacob asked the shepherd. "Whats the plan?"
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"Plan?" Hewitt huffed "my plan involved using the humvee to loose em. And we clearly can't use that any more." He sighed audibly "next best thing is a chopper. It'd take.." he grunted,firing a burst of rifle fire over his shoulderin response to a ball of plasma hitting the car he was hiding behind "an hour or so!"
Barrett had been on one of those chopper rescues before. The people he had rescued were either dying, captured, krin the process of dying.
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Angder walked out of the store while reloading his gun once again. the humvee was down, but he saw 4 shapes crouched behind a car not far from the wreckage. Angder smiled, Barret was either good at this, or lucky. The plasma balls seemed to be being thrown from inside one of the buildings opposite, Angder headed to the other side of the street, circling around his allies, no point getting himself pinned down with the rest...
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"I have wounded. If you could get that chopper, I would be grateful." Jacob said. He took note of Angder moving around before turning is attention to Collins."Tera, whats it look like out there? Can we make it back to the store?"
The raccoon let off a few shots before turning to them. "With Moores coverage we should be able to, but we'll have to haul some ass." She responded.
Jacob nodded and looked to Barrett. "Up for a run?"
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Barrett smiled "highschool track star right here!" He chuckled, peeking his head over the car, firing a long burst at the T-model throwing plasma.
"Just tell me when to run, and i will!"
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Angder moved to the building opposite the store, he could see the T-model now, and started moving towards it, smiling happily, he raised his gun, feeling the trigger with his claw, all he wanted now was to get its attention so the others had a chance. If he was closer he would have gone for the kill anyway, but at this range, it was too dangerous.
Angder fired two shots at the T-Model and then dived into an alley, the brick walls should block two rounds of plasma, but then he would be in trouble. He grinned, this was the sort of excitement he lived for...
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"On the count of three, we are going to book it for the ruined store over there. Whats left of my squad is inside and will give us cover." Jacob saw Angder distract the Ts, knowing it was now or never. "3!" He yelled, and him and Tera sprinted out from the humvee.
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On three, Barrett had ran the fastest he had ever run in his life. His boots pounded against the cracked concrete, bits of gravel (and what might be a skull) crushed under his boot. He dived through the broken window of the store, landing just behind an overturned shelf.
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As Angder suspected, the T-Model launched a ball of plasma straight at the wall, but Angder was already gone, running down the alley. the wall was weaker than he anticipated, and shattered in only one hit, Angder jumped sideways, hearing the explosion. Finding himself in a completely ruined building, he searched desperately for somewhere to hide.
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((Just checking, is this dead?
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((I'm still here, not sure about Jacob :/ ))
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((Jacooooooob come baaaack!
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(AHHHHH, my apologies!) Jacob and Tera reached the store not long after Barrett, jumping over a counter. Pavin ran over to where Barrett lay and fired a few shots into a T Model. "Please tell me this isnt whats left of the resistance." The wolf said. "Because if so we came a really long way for absolutely nothing."
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"No!" He grunted, briefly peeking his head above his cover to fire at tin can "a patrol... getting a buncha civvies out. Heard shots so we came to help. Now...if you'll excuse me... got a chopper to call!"
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Angder crouched under the rubble, if the T-Model shot him he would die. no question. he readied his gun as the thing moved round the corner, and fired the rest of the clip at it.
his first 4 rounds missed, but the remaining 6 rounds slammed into the thing. one in the head, 4 in the body, and one into the left leg
But it did not die,
In fact the 4 bullets in the torso barely seemed to hurt it, this one was a much newer design than the ones in the shop.
Swearing, Angder dived at the machine, claws out, it was the only option left to him.
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"Well hurry up! Nearly every damn bucket head knows we are here by now!" Jacob peered over the counter and sent a volly of blasts into the machines outside before reloading.
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After a moment of shouting commands into his radio, barest turned to the rest of the organicsin the store "five minutes!" he shouted "five 'till the chopper gets here!" he fired an unaimed volley of shots over. His shoulder, yelling his thanks into his mouthpiece
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Angder Slammed into the Robot, slicing at its neck, the thing punched him off with one hand, sending Angder flying, as Angder hit the ground he rolled, and sprinted back down the alley, the T-Model shot at him, the plasma ball going just to the right of Angder, hitting the wall next to him, collapsing it
If Angder was slightly slower he would have been flattened, but as luck would have it, he outran the collapse, and the rubble blocked off the alley, separating Angder and his attacker. He limped back in the direction of the store, his allies were under attack by a whole army of the machines. (though hopefully not as tough as the one he just fought)
Angder reloaded his gun, He was actually running low on ammo, this was his fourth clip, he could not afford to waste it...