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V O I D W A L K E R
NEW IMPERIAL ORDER
ASOPORT, CARLAC
ALLIES: Konrad Harrsk Auria Blackmoore, Michael Barran
ENEMIES: Carlaci Corps, Perished, The Mongrel Marlon Sularen
<<Two squads of Perished! Nine o clock!>>
His head snapped in that direction. The Battlemind AI immediately picking them out on the flank. Snow banks and rubble from destroyed storefronts marred his sight, but with the aided target tracking, he fired without remorse on the undead. Bolts punched through plates, atomizing the bodies underneath once penetrated. The disruptors were beyond lethal, more than enough to knock down the advantages the Perished possessed to naught but their sheer numbers.
"I've got somethin for you!"
A trooper, on the other side of the street with the Perished rose out of cover, tossing a primed thermal detonator.
The block brightened, and the storefronts that had been stood there further collapsed, upper floors caving in on themselves before spilling out into the streets where the Perished had been.
Before he could cry out for Brax, he felt, rather than heard him crash into cover beside him. "I'm here, I'm here!" Just in time, it seemed, with what Konrad was demanding of him.
<"It's Konrad - can you see the monorail running over that...glacier to the west">
<"I don't have enough demolition on us to blow it up but you do.">
Never do have anything, do you?
"Idiot," he grumbled. "Even today." Of all days.
The embodiment of bloodied retribution, and he still managed to come unprepared.
<<Confirmed visual.>>
Clicking out of the frequency, "Brax, pin them down," further down the line, "Jilqa, Tarsten, on me." They were the gun and ammo crew, alongside Brax. Even if he was missing his ammo man, Emil only needed that repeater up long enough for him to get clear across the street and to the underside of the monorail.
The tell tale sound of disruptor rifles and carbines going off continued down their position, but nothing was comparable in sound to the repeater as it belched fire down the street.
Racing out of cover as soon as it began firing, leaps and bounds sent the trio over mounds of rock and destroyed, uneven terrain. With covering fire easing their passage, it didn't take long for them to get into position at the monorail. Its pillars rose high above. Pointing out three of the supporting structures, Aemilio commed back in.
<<Kaiser. I'm setting charges now. Where's your match?>>