Your opinion is not necessarily mine; Your opinion is not fact; Your opinion is not absolute. Your opinion is a perspective.
The Elite leader manages to get a few shots off before he is hit by the shield, which digs into his chest and kills him instantly. The last remaining elite merc sees the last of his comrades fall. He cease fire and ducks behind his cover. Avoiding exposing himself too much.
Amazed at how Rogue could figure out his intentions so fast despite their seemingly suicidal nature and the chaotic circumstances, Ladsk changes his plans in the last second, digs his claws into the ground instead sliding in and throwing a handful of dirt in her face, followed by an attempt to grab one of her arms.
Grott and his men are gunned down in the hallway. A gunship arrives near the scene of the shield generator and begins to search the area.
OOC: Sorry to end it with Grott like that. I was gonna make an absurd move with Grott in an last desperate move to actually do some real damage. But since your commandos seemingly have plot armor as well (I have thrown some serious **** their way), I would rather avoid having to resort to any cheap moves.
Dead men tell no tales. This is a dead group. Sam principle I think.
The elite merc leader slows his charge a bit and then strikes out against Serenas pike in an attempt to move it out of the way, his other hands draws his pistol and he now switches between attacking with his blade and his pistol as to force a defense from Serena.
The mercenary that Mym fired at falls to the ground with a whole in his chest (OOC: I presume you are targeting the one out in the open and not the one behind cover.) The mercenary originally laying down cover fire sees his chance and manages to target Nym directly and with precision despite his cloak and erratic patterns, due to the muzzelflash/point of origin from Nyms gun. He continues to fire in the area and watches carefully for any signs of being outflanked.
Fearless Ladsk merely throws himself at the knives, thus controlling more or less where they penetrate, making sure it isn't any vital organs, he then proceeds to dig his large claws in between the cracks and clevises of Rogues armor his jaws trying to bit off her helmet. (OOC: Or visor, not clear on the outfit).
The sonic grenades detonate as the Gamorreans simply shot the cluster of grenades, and fire and dust fills the area. Through the dust suddenly comes Grott's large ax flying through the air thrown at the mercs, followed by him and his men charging through the doorway.
At both the jamming and shield array. The sound of approaching speeders and gunships could be heard.
As the Elite mercs have already deployed cover, the shot and shield hurled by Serena is blocked, although in case of the latter it shatters the deployed shield and does significant damage to the leaders armor, though not fatal. One of the mercs opens fire against Nym, keeping him occupied and suppressed as much as possible while the leader and other merc charges Serena with their enhanced Vibroblades.
Despite not managing to rip away Rogues gun, Ladsk got exactly as he wanted, and when Rogue came close enough he evades, winging his shield around and thrusts it into her back with an uncanny strength. With her hopefully on the ground, he jumps to restrain here there.
With the detonators "simply" thrown back the Gamorreans are taken by surprise and killed. In a fury of seeing his last men go, Grott charges with the last half dozen men directly at the opening, wielding a large durasteel ax and yelling; "I'm gonna slaughter you like pigs!".
Ladsk heard her taunt but wasn't content with coming to her. The end of the whip swirls out of the smoke and dust that encompasses the area and latches around Rogues sub machine gun, janking it out of her hand. The next lash with his whip attempts to disarm her of her blade.
Unopposed, the Elite mercs quickly reach the base of the shield generator and finds Nym and Serena safe behind their shield. The deploy covers of their own just in case. With the shield and jamming tower array down. One of the mercs call in to the control center.
"Sir, we have taken casualties. We are in need of reinforcements."
Bitz, still watching sighs... after all the Elite Shift mercs WERE the reinforcements. He signals the operators who starts to organize other units in the area. Some from the outer fields and perimeters are ordered further in the shield generator no longer sets a perimeter.
At the communications array, the Gamorreans are massing on both sides of the door, a few of them attempts a frontal attack but is merely mowed down by the defenders. The remaining Gamorreans grow wiser and brings out the thermal detonators. From each side they throw in the grenades, bouncing them off the walls and into the opening.
The slug fired by Nym is deflected by the deployed shield, which then promptly shuts down, drained of energy. The projectile launched in the air, splits like the previous one and small grenades rain down on the perimeter.
As Ladsk is forced pushed away, him finds himself grateful as he is pushed away just before the grenades land all around them, this time with Serena distracted. With detonations going off seemingly everywhere, the Elite mercs rush over the ground, using their jetpacks to cover the distance quickly and with with vibroblades drawn for close combat. Ladsk charges through the flames straight at Rogue, whom according to his smell seems to be nearest, in one hand he carries a piece of metal that he uses as a shield and in the other his whip.
Grott sends some of his out on each flank, outside of the field of fire the commandos have set up. He and a few of his men now takes cover among the wrecks of the vehicles where the commandos was set up previously and lay down suppressing fire.
OOC: I believe this may be your best chance at some character development for Rogue. It was requested, yes? Don't waste it ;)
Btw, I may also be trying to kill off one of your companions out of personal curiosity to see how far you will go to save them. Sorry, I'm a **** that way. Bye!
The Elite mercs notice two of their targets vanish completely, not able to detect them in any way. The leader takes cover and retrieves two devices which he subtly slides out on the ground in front of him and then resumes fire. Another projectile is loaded onto the grenade launcher and fired. While his teammate continues to lay down suppressing fire, one hopes to get lucky with an Ion grenade.
Behind the trio on top of the shield array, Ladsk, still cloaked, is watching the whole thing unfold. The moment the vertical fired grenade lands, he jumps down.
As the jamming array explodes, Grott furiously replaced the turret operator, showing him out of the tank. He activates additional weapons systems and fires as many concussion missiles and mortar rounds as he can at the entrenched commandos (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Io0OQ2zPS4
Moments after firing, the turret breaks down again as the backup circuits now fried as well. He angrily smashes the keyboard and then leaves to lead the charge with the last of his troops, several dozens killed in the previous attack.
Surprised by Nyms ability to remain completely immune to the effects of explosions, the Elite sniper is killed, while the second merc is saved by the his armor. The wrist rocket deployed hits close to Nym
The leader lays down covering fire, while the two other mercs takes cover and returns fire. Third merc, deploys a shield, behind which he fires specialized projectiles with his grenade launcher. The grenades, fired in a vertical angle, splits in the air into smaller grenades which land all over the perimeter.
Grott and his crew gets the turret operating again and resumes fire. Gamorrean mercs close in.
The forces advancing towards Nym & Co. unexpectedly stops and holds position. A moment later 3 wrist rockets detonates in the proximity and the Red Shift elite arrives using jetpacks. Smoke fills to field as the rockets were followed by smoke grenades and a handful of small devices that projects sensor ghosts.
The leader, a heavily armored man lands first inside the fence and fires another wrist rocket. Four more lands behind him. One of them is a sniper and lands furthest back, where he deploys a portable shield as cover. The others carry different sorts of weaponry, such as Verpine weaponry and grenade launchers.
In his tank, Grott curses and the engine shuts down and it stops. he and his crewmen now begins to repair the damage and get the engine up and running again.
Scared off, the few stranglers left at the shield generator now runs off, fleeing the scene. From behind Nym, several hovercraft approaches the scene as reinforcements, with Gamorreans on foot following closely behind.
The Grott and his Gamorreans continue the charge, laying down fire. The tank is hit by the rocket and his engulfed in flames, however due to the thick armor and nature of the rocket, it fails to penetrate the exterior. The twin laser cannons fire again, the commandos saved only the the shield generators they deploy and the cover of the wrecks.
OOC: Not the slightest idea what an ECD charge is. Tried google, but.. yeah.. Lol
OOC: Seems like quite the powerful force user you got there. *Cough, Cough*. Anyway, I guess I have been giving you a hard time. ;)
IC: A few of the mercenaries survives the firestorm due to being relatively well dug in, and crawls as the avoid detection, and gets back into position. Seeing the approaching vehicle, one of the picks up a rocket launcher from a fallen comrade and waits until the vehicle gets close so they they wouldn't have too great a chance of avoiding it. As soon as it is within 150 meters (Or whatever distances we are talking here xD) he fires the rocket, while his comrades lay down suppressing fire.
The heavy fire from the commandos either kill or scare off the remaining defenders, leaving the array doors unguarded, however quickly approaching behind the commandos Grott with his troops and tank is fast approaching. The EMP goes off, taking care of the primitive cloaking devices the commandos carry, but not much else. Grotts tank now fires the first round which causes an explosion to the left of the commandos, nearly hitting Ladsk instead. As this cloak begins to malfunction, he decides to fall back to Grott and his men before becoming a casualty of friendly fire, a common thing when Gamorreans are involved.
In the command center Bitz talking with the leader of the elite Red Shift mercenaries. "You'll be payed whatever you want, but I need this mess cleaned up as soon as possible!." Bitz shouts into the communications console.
"We'll deal with it alright. But you better have payment ready." The Red **** leader terminates the connection and moves out. His men had been ready since the first shot was fired. He just needed the go ahead.
Apparently around 200 BC :P
Whoever survives the commando attack begins to fire back, one carrying a heavy repeater lays down suppressing fire. Grott see's the explosions near the jamming array and sends all available men in the area there to help out. He himself is climbing into an old T-4 tank and begins rolling towards the array.
Bitz is looking at the screen watching everything unfold. He was uncertain of what do to, with the shield still functioning, there is no real reason to attack the array, unless whoever was attacking them hadn't reached it yet. He left one of his men in charge and left for a private communications console.
Watching the attack on the array, Ladsk prepares an EMP grenade and throws it at the location of where the commandos supposedly are.
The guards at the checkpoint moves in front of the vehicle, signaling it to stop. The supervisor walks over in a fast pace. "Turn the vehicle around, the base is locked down. No one is allowed access to the shield generators."
Ladsk keeps his distance, however still tracking whatever it is he had found. Yet he could never see anything. He sees Grott not far away talking with a bunch of his men, giving out orders and decides to follow up with why the alarm had started. He uncloaks in front of Grott.
"Why have the alarm sounded?"
"Two guards were attacked near the irrigation plant and someone used the maintenance hatches to get through the shield. It seems we have been infiltrated." Grott responds.
"I too believe so, I have been tracking a new scent that isn't from here however I have been unable to find them. They may be using cloaks. We should arm ourselves with Ion weapons or grenades and flush them out. I will continue to track them. I need you to send men in that direction." Ladsk points towards the jamming array and then immediately re-cloaks before Grott has a chance to respond. Deliberately.
Grott spits near Ladsk had stood but he was already gone. He gives a few of his men the signal to do as Ladsk had requested.
An alarm sounds as the attacked guards are reported in by the speeder and suddenly the entire area is buzzing with activity. The moment the alarm sounds, Ladsk disappears into thin air as he activates a cloaking device.
"Find the intruders immediately and lock down all the product. Get the trackers, start the search near the irrigation plant." Bitz yells to the operators, while shoving a Gamorrean out of the way.
At the shield generator and communications relay, guards and other personal man their stations. Grott had gathered a sizable force near the command center, figuring it and the vault below to be the target.
After exiting the irrigation plant, they now face an more or less open field, the crop already harvested. Just beside them is a small transport vehicle half unloaded with supplies. In the distance, they can see part off the shield generator surrounded by an electric fence and about 70 meters of clear ground between.
At the base of the generator, which is mostly buried in the ground to make it less vulnerable, are several squads of mercenaries along with a few Gamorreans whom are no doubt deliberately placed as the most exposed guards instead of the mercenaries.
The speeders arrive and finds the dead bodies, while one stays back to guard the hatch, the others one hurries to the nearest communications station. The commandos now spot Ladsk in the distance, smelling the air, getting close to the ground and talking with several guards.
OOC: Fyi, the vehicle is your freebie for saving us some time since the shield generator is in the middle of the outpost/base and you are at the very edge. :P
Your choice though. Also going to bed. Night bru.
OOC: "Lastly there is a jamming array which prevents anyone from taking note of the facility's location" - What I was told about it. Besides, if what you are saying is true. Bitz, or whoever made the decision to block their own transmission is stupid as **** xD
You sure its not surface-space transmissions that are blocked both ways? Makes more sense.
Reaching out, Serena takes note of a patrol consisting of three guards nearing their location. A little further away another patrol is closing in. In the meantime the operator in the control center is unable to reach the guards and the first maintenance hatch and men on speeders are minutes away.
Ladsk finds himself in a warehouse, he has followed the scent there leading him to several crates, after opening them he discovers that they are empty. He realizes that he has seemingly followed the wrong trail. He leaves the warehouse in a hurry, figuring that maybe if he is quick he can pick up the scent again.
As they cut through the lock, it triggers an silent alarm in the command center. "What is it?" Bitz asks an operator. "Not sure. A silent alarm was triggered at the irrigation plant. Might be a malfunction."
"Alert the patrols, and check in with the guards. Find out what is wrong." The operator quickly start transmitting out the notices and checks in with all guard posts one by one. In the meantime Bitz turns to one of the other operators.
"Get me the security footage from the irrigation plant."
Outside Ladsk watches the slaves go to the housing area, staring them down as he felt was needed. A few wisps into the air with his tongue and he notices a new smell in the air and its not the slaves or guards. If one had been spending a few days at this place, one would either stink of ****, or the very delicate smell of the plants they were harvesting. Whomever had past this area, smelled very clean in comparison.
He begins to investigate.
One of the guards goes to investigate the noise in some bushes nearby, as he pushes aside some of the leaves and branches, it reveals a small lizard as the source. It quickly runs away as its little hideout is compromised.
In the command center Ladsk and Bitz just finished discussing Grott, as usual Bitz disagree with him.
"I don't care for your rivalries. Besides he have done an adequate job so far. You however, seem to spend most of your time annoying me. Perhaps you have been working here to long? Maybe it is YOUR employee status that should be re-evaluated?"
Ladsk become unnervingly silent and a few moments and then in the most calm voice he can manage he responds; "Of course, master.. That is your privilege indeed. If you need me, I'll be outside monitoring the slaves going back to their housings."
As he leaves he tries to focus on the sweet prospect of the day where he will get the chance to kill everyone.
OOC: Should make sense now :P
IC: Not long after Nym and Rogues leaves their vantage the gunship starts a search of the area. In front of the maintenance hatch, stood two Gamorrean guards talking. So far they hadn't noticed anything. The speeder patrol are due to be driving by the hatch anytime.
Approaching the jamming array, the commandos find it guarded by a few dozen Gamorreans protecting a large blastdoor entrance, along with some hovercraft vehicles with mounted guns.
In the meantime Ladsk reaches the command center, bursting through the door. "Bitz, we need to talk about Grott!"
Nym and Rogues scans reveal half a dozen Gamorrean guards protecting the irrigation plant that borders just on the outside of the shield generator. In the distance they can see Speedbike patrols crossing each other and patrolling the perimeter. A gunship is also spotted, making random searches of rock formations, houses and similar places where intruders might make their approach.
Bitz is in the control center, watching the security cameras. With the new drug almost ready to ship out, his species natural tendency towards paranoia is getting to him, and he didn't want any surprises. At the moment he is mostly focused at the screen showing the vault with the processed drugs.
In the barracks, Grott is sitting with his fellow Gamorreans playing a game of dice. "I win, haha!" He shouts as him cheating in the game allows him to rob the others blind. The others, broke or frustrated gives up and some decide to go back to work. At the same time Ladsk walks in.
"What is going on here pig, these men are supposed to guard warehouse 13! Why don't you get off your *** and actually do what you are paid for." Ladsk says. Grott takes his time getting out of the chair, grabs a primitive, yet fearsome axe and places himself just in front of Ladsk.
"If you have a problem.." he begins. His men behind him backing him up and grabbing the nearest weapons or blunt instruments. "You can take it up with Bitz, or we can settle it right now."
If his species were capable, Ladsk would have been redheaded out of fury.He takes a quick look at the number of Gamorreans in the barracks and says; "I WILL talk to Bitz about this, but no matter what, you better watch your back pig. We will definitely settle this... later." Ladsk leaves the barrack angry, heading towards the control center.
*Ladsk is doing his rounds, making sure the slaves are doing what they are supposed to and giving out random beatings to maintain the status quo of the employer/employee status. He continued until he ran into Grott, the local Gamorrean clan leader, at fat pig, even by Gamorrean standards. His clan was being paid handsomely for the protection of the crops, mostly against other clans. Most however were smart enough to stay out of Hutt buisness, barely. Sometimes they had to be reminded.
"I caught your men playing dice on the job again Grott. The slaves would do a better job at guarding this facility than you and your men. It's pathetic!" Ladsk began.
Grott only made a grunting noise, presumably laughing. "Maybe you should make a recommendation to your Hutt overlords, I'm sure they will love the idea of slaves guarding slaves. Maybe you will even get that promotion you always wanted." he continued his grunting.
Ladsk and Grott stared at each other intensely for a few minutes until Grott decided he didn't really care for the situation and wanted to join his fellow Gamorreans playing dice.
"Alright Ladsk, I'll talk to my men." very slowly and with some effort he got out of his chair and left. Ladsk, feeling almost victorious over Grott submitting put him in a better mood. Its only now he notices some slaves nearby staring.
"Get pick to work!" He yells and unleashes his whip upon one of slaves, an elderly one, who didn't do it fast enough.*
Last Man Standing!
Nothing will stand against the onslaught of Egypt!
OCO: Not good at "filler", but I guess a little personality wouldn't hurt I guess :P
IC:*As Bitz slithers into the control center he finds Ladsk holding a Twi'lek slave by the throat and up in the air.
"That crops needs to be harvested and stored by the end of the day, or I'll have to reconsider the status of your...employment. I haven't had a proper meal in days." He tells the Twi'lek, his tongue smelling the air. The stench of fear in the air seem to excite him, or so it appears to Bitz, he has never found it easy to read the face of a Trandoshan.
The best he can, the Twi'lek mutters a "yes master!" and is then dropped by Ladsk and left struggling to breathe on the floor as Bitz entering the room gets his attention.
"Bored again Ladsk?" Bitz teased him, knowing well that Ladsk had no sense of humor in any way. Ladsk let out a slight hiss of disapproval, or was it more contemptuous? They didn't like each other, but Ladsk was good at what he does, keeping the slaves in line, not to mention the Gamorrean thugs in their employment.
"I'll go inspect the harvest.." He says, and then leaves the control center. Bitz laughs and signals one of the servants nearby to fetch him something to eat.*
On the surface, Bitz, the Hutt in charge of the facility, was standing in front of a cylindrical tube inside a large lab. Inside the cylinder was a plant, apparently a very addictive one according to his superiors. However this was merely a specimen, outside the facility in several domes functioning as greenhouses, were most of the crop that have yet to be harvested. The ones already harvested and being prepared for processing was in locked in a vault in the lower levels below.
He had already inspected those levels and were on his way back up to the outpost command center where his second in command, a Trandosian slave master named Ladsk was waiting.*
Seems like the "bomb" is gonna blow on a week day...
Malan smiles slightly and leans closer. "Depends on how you see it, as a military man this only makes for an easier and much less complicated use of PMs. Law enforcement is gonna have a field day though. But I am merely here as an observer, there a quite a few people in the Federation whom would have a lot to gain.
So this should certainly make for an interesting treaty, for however long it lasts."
He gives Fenrir a wink and then leans back again.*
*In the midst of the talks, Malan Drayson enters the room and sits down next to Fenrir, whom he gives a slight nod and bow before sitting down.
"Apologies for the late entry, please continue."
Easy to do this the other way around.