<Rot Teef> Holding up a meaty fist he signaled da dok ta stop. Afta da fight earlia he guessed dat da fishy gitz cud figure out where dey were when dey moved. He used da whispa bead to reach da boss, "Boss iz see a fishy git patrol. Ders 8 fishy gitz headed da way we came." Once da patrol passed he started creepin up ta da base ta support da team.
Solid Squigg Squigg cursed silently as the fire warrior called the human over. Today really wasn't his day, first the boys get wiped out by a beakie ambush. Then just as he sneaks into the blueskin camp, box gets noticed before he could do anything kunnin. Well no matter, he was an ork of action and would be damned if he was killed sitting in box. Preparing himself Squigg waited for the two to close before leaping from box, choppa swinging for the fire warriors throat and sluggaa firing wildly at the humie.
<Solid Squigg> Thunder boomed overhead giving Solid a moment of cover as his slugga chewed apart the human, blowing open his face and gouging holes in his shoulders and chest before flopping to the ground quite dead. The Fire Warrior was just as stunned by the sudden violent encounter up close and his head plopped to the ground, body falling back... <Brigade> Whatever they were going to do it seemed the element of surprise might be gone, or enhanced depending who you asked, with the entire guard contingent turning their heads toward the commotion and away from anywhere outside the camp giving the Brigade a crucial upper hand if they were able to exploit it within the next few seconds. Visible Enemies: Fire Warriors x3, Gue'la Auxiliaries x8, Basilisk x2 with Crew x6
OOC: I...Wha....wh...WHAT? I wish I was that clever. The element of surprised was clearly gone. The humans who were guarding the ammo supply had turned their heads and readied their weapons. The noise distracting them, keeping their eyes off the prize. "Oi Mogg." Grob whispered as he readied his shoota. "Les get em whyle dey distracted." Grob muttered, already popping out of the peak and aiming his weapons at one of the 'guards'.
The thunder may have helped cover the noise of his shots, but Squigg knew he didn't have long before the whole base came down on him. Pausing a moment to carefully (for an ork) fold box, he looked at the buildings around him. Noticing that the bunker next to him had several antenna and other metal bits on top, Squigg decided that it looked a fine place to start sabotaging. Creeping into the Comm bunker he held his slugga at the ready, while his other hand carried a primed stikkbomb ready to throw into the equipment inside.
Skardrend could just make out the all too familiar sound an Orky gun being fired within the small encampment. There was another Ork somewhere in there, and the Kommando Nob would be damned if his artillery hijacking was going to be ruined by some Boy playing at Snikrot. He motioned for the lads to prep a volley of explosives, indicating they should fall short of the actual Basilisks. With a healthy round of nods, he threw his high, hoping to detonate it above the heads of the 'Umies. The moment the explosives would cook off in (relative) unison, they would be followed by a wholly different yet not less destructive projectile in the form of a flying Kommando Nob, screaming towards one of the Basilisks' troop platforms. ((OoC: The Shock and Waaaagh! May commence))
<Rot Teef> He smiles a toofy grin handing da dok a stikkbomb he tosses his own stikkbomb into da camp fire da umies were sittin round. Even if 'iz fuse didn't wurk (the 'Krump' curse!) da fire wud set it off. He den wuz followin afta da boss wif his skull slasha in hand. Not very happy wif his double barrel slugga afta it failed him in da swamp. He'd jus krump des gitz da ol' fashun way! (OOC: this should be REALLY effective the guards at the ammo point get stikkbombed and da camp fire umies get stikkbombed! Mass chaos!)
Mogg grapped his stikkbomb like the boss did, and preded to throw the stikkbomb into the camp, before raking his speshul shooter, and rushing in to get over the barricade and take full effect of the bosses shock teknik, "WAAAAAAAAAGH"
<Brigade> Six Stikkbombs plopped down around the camp detonating in spectacular fashion all at once as the small garrison of troops out in the open were all but wiped out! So was the ammunition storage meaning their plan of firing the basilisk may have hit a slight snag, that and one of the fuel drums was thrown high into the air before detonating itself forming a lovely little beacon in the sky that just screamed: COME AND GET IT YOU PANSIES! That and for all their work the comm-sbunker hadn't been breached and who knows who or what might be in there. Oh and just to top it off, that thunder earlier? Heralded a heavy storm bringing visibility to an all new low as blinding sheets of rain came down on the camp extinguishing what fires had started. Well, at least they had momentarily silenced one of the batteries!
