Tundra_Wolfmane
U.A.M.
The krogan Nightfang was angry.
Although that wasn’t a surprise, Cog had to resort to more evasive tactics trying to stay alive. With his Carnifex back to functioning capability, he was at least able to fight back. Most of his shots hit their mark, but they could only slow the krogan down rather than outright stop him.
“Hm. Need to increase piercing ability. Perhaps introduce incendiary rounds.”
“Shut up, lizard breath!” the krogan Night Fang roared as he let out a spray of bullets towards the wide-eyed salarian.
Fortunately for Cog, he was able to duck behind cover. And he found himself face to face with someone else. He blinked. “Ah, Kaldas,” he said, seeing the krogan called Kalros with a quick nod, acting as if he hadn’t tried to take anything from the krogan’s duffel bag just a few minutes back. “Some assistance required. Enemy krogan firing. Possible to finish off alone, but inefficient and costly.”
“COME OUT SO I CAN KILL YOU!” the krogan roared.
“Also, very angry,” Cog said, stating the obvious and unperturbed.
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Ask watched his colleagues get to work, and he saw a glimpse of why Elkoss called all of them. Domitian and Brask were both formidable frontline forces, albeit ones that didn’t seem like they could follow a proper plan. At the very least, they helped draw most of the fire. Melanie was holding her own like a wall between the long ranged specialists, himself and Keelo, and the Night Fangs. Cog was also somewhere in the middle - the salarian was surprisingly quick despite being the main target of one of the krogans. He also saw Rosh stalk the perimeter as well, although he lost sight of the turian between taking shots and taking cover. He wasn’t sure where Kalros had gone either.
The human glanced over at Keelo. Unlike the quarian, he refrained from using his sniper rifle. Strong and reliable as it was, he didn’t want to use it on small fry, especially ones that didn’t pertain to the completion of their job. And it certainly looked like they didn’t need it - everyone was taking the fight in strides.
Quickly turning from his hiding spot and taking aim, he fired off more rounds. More than actually taking any names, he had delegated himself to giving cover fire. A shot here, and a vorcha got down to a knee, blood profusely pouring from his thigh. Another shot there, yet another vorcha had to drop his gun as his shoulder got pierced.
And then there was the one vorcha charging after Brask, looking like was going to support the krogan Night Fang in fending off their own team’s krogan. Hailot Brask looked like he could handle both of them with one of his hands tied behind his back. Still, Jason took aim, focusing himself, and started to fire.
The first two shots stopped the vorcha’s run, the following shots dented and then pierced his armor, and the last one made a hole in the middle of the vorcha’s face.
Askari went back for cover, letting out a breath. Hopefully they’d finish this soon.
He took a moment to wonder what kind of retrieval job needed a team with superior skills. At least one thing rang true in Ask’s mind though - they were definitely going to have a hard time trying to get the whole team to work together.
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OOC:
Night Fangs - #defeated/#total
Krogans - 0/3
Vorcha - 9/12
Although that wasn’t a surprise, Cog had to resort to more evasive tactics trying to stay alive. With his Carnifex back to functioning capability, he was at least able to fight back. Most of his shots hit their mark, but they could only slow the krogan down rather than outright stop him.
“Hm. Need to increase piercing ability. Perhaps introduce incendiary rounds.”
“Shut up, lizard breath!” the krogan Night Fang roared as he let out a spray of bullets towards the wide-eyed salarian.
Fortunately for Cog, he was able to duck behind cover. And he found himself face to face with someone else. He blinked. “Ah, Kaldas,” he said, seeing the krogan called Kalros with a quick nod, acting as if he hadn’t tried to take anything from the krogan’s duffel bag just a few minutes back. “Some assistance required. Enemy krogan firing. Possible to finish off alone, but inefficient and costly.”
“COME OUT SO I CAN KILL YOU!” the krogan roared.
“Also, very angry,” Cog said, stating the obvious and unperturbed.
-
Ask watched his colleagues get to work, and he saw a glimpse of why Elkoss called all of them. Domitian and Brask were both formidable frontline forces, albeit ones that didn’t seem like they could follow a proper plan. At the very least, they helped draw most of the fire. Melanie was holding her own like a wall between the long ranged specialists, himself and Keelo, and the Night Fangs. Cog was also somewhere in the middle - the salarian was surprisingly quick despite being the main target of one of the krogans. He also saw Rosh stalk the perimeter as well, although he lost sight of the turian between taking shots and taking cover. He wasn’t sure where Kalros had gone either.
The human glanced over at Keelo. Unlike the quarian, he refrained from using his sniper rifle. Strong and reliable as it was, he didn’t want to use it on small fry, especially ones that didn’t pertain to the completion of their job. And it certainly looked like they didn’t need it - everyone was taking the fight in strides.
Quickly turning from his hiding spot and taking aim, he fired off more rounds. More than actually taking any names, he had delegated himself to giving cover fire. A shot here, and a vorcha got down to a knee, blood profusely pouring from his thigh. Another shot there, yet another vorcha had to drop his gun as his shoulder got pierced.
And then there was the one vorcha charging after Brask, looking like was going to support the krogan Night Fang in fending off their own team’s krogan. Hailot Brask looked like he could handle both of them with one of his hands tied behind his back. Still, Jason took aim, focusing himself, and started to fire.
The first two shots stopped the vorcha’s run, the following shots dented and then pierced his armor, and the last one made a hole in the middle of the vorcha’s face.
Askari went back for cover, letting out a breath. Hopefully they’d finish this soon.
He took a moment to wonder what kind of retrieval job needed a team with superior skills. At least one thing rang true in Ask’s mind though - they were definitely going to have a hard time trying to get the whole team to work together.
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OOC:
Night Fangs - #defeated/#total
Krogans - 0/3
Vorcha - 9/12