<Ork Boss Simulation> The Ork Boss was luckily protected by his metal-teef which connected with several layers of metal in his neck - though there was a hole to be formed. Before Coldwind could finish him off - he was sent flying by a hit from the Powah Klaw, it was luckily only the backside of the huge fist and send him flying rather than killing him. Several Nobs started to fall from their bikes or explode among with theirs as the Fire-Team took aim on the several ones. Team 1 and 2 were already so decimated that they were rather only one bigger team at this point and concentrated fire. Their Rifles and Carbines seemed to almost not harm the Warboss at all. He just charged towards them while screaming - For the Greater Good they held their stance and pulped shot after shot into the Warboss. The Fireblades chance to jump on him and finish him would be there, though the other Tau would certainly die if they would not be able to take him out quick. Plasma - Even in his face didn't slow him down. It just fueled his anger, rage and strength even further!
Cold wind jumped on the warboss from behind puling his blade from its shoulder then plumiting it into ots head then placed his rifle on top and fired
<Ork Boss Simulator> The Fireblade killed the Ork Boss. But he killed already three other Tau and smashed with his pure weight when he died, two others which were too wounded or surprised to move away. As if through instant messaging, the word of the dead Warboss was spread quickly and the Orks in the distance scattered in all direction while the Tau finished them off, the simulation powered down. <Shi'Monat> "Well seems they just finished."
"Well that went beter than planed" as he spoke the fire blade looked at the comander and stood at atention as his teams lined up behind him
<Shi'Monat> "Better than planned, Fireblade? You lost basically two entire squads. Do you at least know what could have worked out better than how it has?" The female Tau Commander asked - in an angry voice.
"Yes i do" as he spoke he looked at her "though some of my men are new to stealth misions and two have only just joined us, if i had planed better and waited till we had found the warboss i could have called in a misile strike first" As he spoke fio'el kias moved to stand watching the fireblade
<Shi'Monat> The female shook her head slowly. "You did not even assess the enemy force and instead just charged straight into them. If you had provoked them from a superior position and focused fire on the Bikers you probably would have lost only half of your troops."
"Indeed, normally such royalties would be unattainable by someone of my rank," Kais'or'es agreed and spoke slowly, "but, considering the nature of our mission, it would be best if every soldier was comfortable with his, or her, equipment for optimal performance." "And a wager is never bad," he nodded slowly and brought his hands together, "what did you have in mind?"` Damnation.. what am I getting into?
<Ha'le> When his time was up, the young Shas'ui turned towards his Kroot counterpart, "It would seem my time in this room is up, thank you for allowing us to maneuver with you. I must say I am most impressed by the discipline your Carnivores show, I look forward to working with you again." With his Pathfinders squared up behind him, he salutes the Shaper, then turns on his heel and marches out with his men, many of whom have a newfound respect for their Kroot allies.
<Kroot Shaper> "Anytime. We shall surprise our foes with maneuvers like those we trained today, my fire caste friend." The Kroot bowed slightly. "The enemy will truly not know what have hit him, because he will be dead before even thinking about it!" The shaper made a laughing-like noise, being more like shrieking - his hounds joined into the laughter.
