Agents of Time

[Rayleonarde]

Ray nodded. "Yeah, there is..." He smirked, and quickly disarmed the shepherd. Suddenly, soldiers that looked similar to Ray leapt from the buildings, and swiftly surrounded the would-be raiders. Shouting could be heard from the sniper's nest, and after a few seconds, the snipers were thrown from their posts. Ray kept his cannon leveled at the Shepherd. "Surrender, or die."

[Angder]

"Plans for an attack?" Tact asked "I am a skilled tactician, mind If I have a look"

[Farewell]

"See for yourself." The dragon stepped aside for him to look at the plans him and his group have been creating.
The Shepard snarled. "I should of killed you when I had the chance..." He backed a couple feet and his men were out numbered. "All the damn same." He hissed. "Fire!" The small group began to shoot the soldiers and Shepard growled over the shooting. "I rather die!"

[Angder]

Tact immediately tries to identify who is being attacked from the plans, though he suspects he already knows...

He also looks for ways to improve the plans.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray smiled. "Fine." He discharged his firearm. After the rebels began shooting, huge, tripodal machines walked towards the shooting, firing at the rebels with superb accuracy. Most of the soldiers were able to absorb the damage, without dying.

[Farewell]

The plans showed the city and some red dots showing turrets and soldiers and a small green dot showing the distracting and risk taking group at the entrance the others near the back and sides to sneak it and hack the turrets. That was all they had so far.
One by one rebels began to die and the Shepard continued to shoot until being shot in the stomach and ribs falling to the floor. Seeing this some dropped there guns surrendering to the soldiers and the Shepard laid on the floor injured and huffed heavily.
(Im a bit confused where you are kro ?-?)

[Rayleonarde]

Ray smiled, and grabbed the Shepherd's head. He lifted his target up into the air, and then fired his cannon into the shepherd's back six times.

[Kromas Ndorai]

((No clue. I thought I was in garrisons building in 2030, then went back to the present.... I'll just say I'm in the bar at present day))

[Farewell]

(Seems I missed the present part @-@ Jeez this what happens when I sleep xP)
What was left of the group had surrendered with fear afraid to be executed as their leader was
The dragon looked at tact. "Well, anything we should add?"

[Angder]

"Hmm... looking at these plans I reckon I can improve them... attacking via this point here, Perhaps we can get a couple of people over this wall here..."

Ten minutes later, a detailed, but fairly simple plan was in front of them, 5 separate groups, a frontal attack that lasts about a minute, followed by a sustained attack to one side, followed by a tiny strike team, Tact reckoned they would lose only 10% of the troops, though he gave plans for if they lost up to 50% in any one attack.

I also would like to create something extra... can I have a stone slab, and a chisel.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray smiled. "Restrain them." The soldiers moved about, tying down each of the raiders quickly. Ray spoke loudly. "You are all under arrest. If you speak without being spoken to, you will be executed. If you move without being told to, you will be executed. If I feel like it is necessary, you will be executed." Ray then barked. "Do I make myself clear!?"

[Farewell]

They flinch from his words and nod some mumbling in response to afraid to speak loud.
Vexon nods. "I like it, it's very well organized..." He studied before looking at the spider. "Stone slab and chisel... I'm sure we could due to the resources we have. Look in storage we have many items.."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray smiled. "Good. Sergeant! Get a mass transport." The sergeant nodded, and started talking into his wrist communicator. After a few moments, a massive airship floated to the scene, and soldiers began loading people into it. Ray rolled his shoulders, and checked his wrist.

[Angder]

Tact heads down to storage, grabs a chisel, and a stone slab, he then chisels an apparently arbitrary, but repeating, pattern of symbols onto the slab, finally he takes the planning room.

"I want this slab placed at the top of this tower" he said, pointing at a high tower in the middle of the city "Do not ask why, but it is vitally important."

[Farewell]

The group worried did what they were told. A grey white looking german Shepard looking a bit like the last but was in his late teens kept a straight face looking at the floor as they ship took them aboard.
A hawk grabbed the Slab. "Understood" it exited the room flying off to set the slab in place.