& & [Noted] [Krak use noted. I gave him 2 damage] [Noted, autocannon at 17 ammo remaining] [Looted 104 credits] But nobody came, and Harker was left alone in the cell. With no windows, or bars to look through, he had no way of telling if anyone was even near by. ''Who?'' the man asked, seemingly confused by the question. That, or he was a capable liar. The building was generic, and he appeared to be underground. There was no clear indication of where he might be, or of which way to go. [OOC: Pick a direction, basically, and I'll fill you in as you go]
M3 Infiltration team "The prisoner. Where-is-the-prisoner. Last. Opporturnity." Resh was getting annoyed with him quickly and pulled at his ears slightly and slowly, but with steadily increasing strength. She didn't want to separate them just yet, but her patience was wearing thin ever so quickly.
Assault- "Iz fine 'umie Nob! Git back ta da fight!" Mulch immediately moved to man the towers heavy bolter, turning it's fire down onto the grounds below as Deff'ead and his Autocannon seemed to of had covered the other tower. Simply being in the hands of an Ork made the weapon that much more inaccurate but he could care less as he tore apart a trio of Guards emerging from a building, cackling madly all the while.
assault - Davian raored as he heard mulch. "FOR THE EMPORER" he yelled as he standed up 2 gaurds were firing and on there flanks he quickly put his auto gun on his back with his shield and mace Raised he charge. Bullets whizzed through his cloak almost hitting him. his hearts were pumping fast his and memory form training gave him a bit of a advantage. He jumped with his shield raised onto a guard. He shield bassed the other in the face stunning him. He raised his mace onto the gaurd he was ontop up and charged it high power. He saw the guards head explode all over him. He then turned to the other already trying to bring a pistol up. Davian bashed his shield into the man having it on stun. He brough his mace down on the other man crunch sound was herd as he broke one of the mans arm. He continued hitting the man till he stopped screaming. He then saw fire coming at him he quickly ducked under some cover He then looked to the gaurds and quickly looted anything they had on him he main looked for ammo and grenades. he cursed a bit. quickly dived into cover He then dove behind some sand bags. He quickly looked over the sand bags to see how many enamies were left. he quickly duck as secral bullets whizzed by his head Gm note looting 2 dead gaurds mainly looking for ammo or grenades.
Skullcrusha emerged from his rocky cover, standing tall as he took aim with his Lasgun's iron sights and fired two seemingly simultaneous shots into the last surviving guard's back while he attempted to flee within the sanctuary of the open doors leading into the mansion. The shoota hissed with satisfaction as the charges escaped the weapons barrel and zoomed though the air before feasting into his target. The shots vaporized though cloth, flesh, and bone as it dug into the guard's back with speed and clean efficiency. The life drained from the humie's eyes as it dropped lifelessly into the muck below his feet with two scorching holes permanently engraved in the once living guard. With a broad grin of gratification, Skullcrusha lowed his weapon and quick jogged into the courtyard in front of the mansion. The decaying corpses of the humies were scattered all over, with the smell of lead and explosive ash residing the sensation of smell. Surveying the surroundings, the Ork could tell that no other humie remained outside that still drew breath. For the moment, at least. It would seem that the guards were wising up following the ear piercing sounds of an autocannon obliterating one of their fortification towers. A smart move, considering one of the other Ork's had just gotten his hands on one of the guard's own heavy bolters and turned the courtyard into an official killzone for the humies. Attaching his Lasgun to his backpack to free his hands, the Ork began to loot some of the bodies of the dead guards. As he knelt next to the corpse of a man that he had just ended moments ago, he stopped himself and gazed over to his comrades. "Lootz wha ya can, an makez it quick! Wez move in an crush 'em good and proppa oncez wez inside!" (GM Note) - 2 ammunition / looting some of the dead guards
The Kroot in the Basement Torek wandered the underground level of the base, ignoring elevator shafts, staircases, or ladders. The Kroot reasoned that both weapons and prisoners would be secured below ground, well away from heavy fire such as the kind his allies would no likely be bringing to bear above. He took a left at his next intersection.
M3 -Infiltration Team- Razauil sighed as he waded through the guards stuff, finding couple of credits but no weapons. These humans really got on his nerves. He was taught to be prepared for battle at any given time but these Mon-keigh were obviously taught different. Such laxity. That's why they died so easily. He holstered his pistol, the big and stupidly loud thing would at least net some credits, but at the moment, it was only encumbering him. Couple of minutes he stood behind some tables, hiding in the shadows but got bored quickly. Therefore, he peered through the closest window and watched how the rest of the pirates broke into the courtyard and started killing everything. He could run outside and join the festivities but decided not to, since there was no need. Once Resh finishes questioning the guard, they would have the information they need to find their long lost comrade and be done with this place.
Assault- Growling at the lack of fight in their foe he gave the heavy bolter a slap before using his Great Choppa to hack it from it's holdings. Dragging it along the floor he drops down to the pulped body he had been jumping on and sets about looting it. Moving on the Greenskins descends down the stairway with his wrecked heavy bolter in hand, knowing that it would be probably confiscated like the Autocannon he figured he should get the best use out of it now. Sadly it seemed to of been damaged by his skilled removal technique and was thus rendered useless. Chucking it at a wall he sets off toward the main building. By now an alarm had been raised and all the shutters battened down tight and the doors sealed up. "So...any bright ideas on dis'un? Anyone got some bombs or booms? "
"I says we just.. Rush dem... Down un shoot em."Jalp said, making his way towards and down, having his great gun ready, they would feel its might roar.
-Assault Davian made his way to mulch and jalp. soon taking cover when reaching them. "Ive got a greande if that will help any." davian said he then looked at what he got from the dead gaurds
