the kr landed on the deck of an assault derrick before devin hopped out. "you go get on the other one, help them out!" he turned and walked up to one of the gears who appeared to be in charge. "hey, you the co of this group?" the soldier turned and suddenly the large bandage covering half of his head was more visible.
"na, you want him he's down below the deck with everyone else."
"allright." devin stepped over to the door below the pod deck. he opened it and stepped in, looking around the room at the group of gears packed in. he stepped over to the one in the center who was giving some sort of morale boosting speech.
"...and we're gonna send these grubs back down into their caves, crying to their momm-!" devin tapped the mans shoulder and he turned, an annoyed look on the face. "the F*** do you want, your not in my company." devin grinned. "nice to meet you too, anyway, part of my squad got lost on the way out of the city and i was hoping youd be able to help me find them."
"no can do, we have strict orders to take back this city, level anything larger than our rigs thats moving and drill down so deep up the locust's @$$ that they need a friggin tank sized supposatory just to loosen us up." a few chuckles came from the group of shoulders, who seemed to shake like jello. devins grin grew. "you know, you got a funny way with words, but i think that youll be able to help us." his hand raisewd up to his commlink," jason, how're things on your rig?"
=Jason nodded and hopped onto the other rig. He looked around at the gears approached one.=
Hey. Whos in charge on this rust bucket?
=The gear pointed behind him to a fairly large man talking to two other COGS. Jason nodded to the gear and went over. As soon as he came up to the man he looked at Jason and glared.= "Your not part of my group kid."
Figured you guys could use a hand.
=The man spit at Jasons foot and turned around.= " My unit is one of the bests. If you slow us down I will use you as a meat shield. " =He walked away to speak with the rest of his group. Just t hen Devin spoke over the comm asking how it was going. He put a hand to his transmitter and spoke with a very sarcastic tone.=
Its F***ing christmas over here... But im on and they seem ready to go.
Ye..Yes sir. Drake said, he seemed a little scared. Drake looked around the room, only find 5 or so small clips. While drake was looking, a wrench fell from the ceiling, landing on top of drake. As he fell, drake accidently reved his chainsaw, cutting down the wrench. Drake stood covered in blood and guts. Drake started to rub the blood of his face when he looked out a small gap in the blocked window. Drake could swear he swear he saw atleast 100 drone marching past the outpost.
Drake stood there, his eyes fixed on the drones. "Gu...Gu..Guys...You better take a look at this." Drake said stutering
"allright, we should be close to the outpost we were stationed at," devin stepped back out into the sunlight, looking out into the burning city. he turned and looked over at jason on the other rig. "once we get past the first few buildings we need to get off. that should be where jason and ben are. we might be able to get a squad or two to help us out-" the sound of tank fire cut him off as he spotted the assault corpser coming over the buildings, its cannon firingat the gears below. te centaur tanks began to fire back up at it. seconds later it fell, dropping down from over 100 feet. it slammed into the ground, the following explosion spewing gore over the group. "ah, f***, that was nasty!"
(maybe we should try to revive it)
Cpl. Tobiasz Taylor bent over the injured Gear. A torgue bow had got him in his side, blowing away most of his right kidney. The COG medic had his materials layed out next to him. He was just about done stiching up the wound. The soldier was out, the result of a light anesthetic, made for combat. It didn't leave lasting effects when the person came around, making it perfect for battle. Taylor's helmet sat next to him, as he needed full visibilty. The Gear began to stur, groaning softly. "just in time," Taylor said to the man "I just finished." The man propped himself up on his elbows. "What's the damage?" Taylor stood up, grabbing his helmet, cradling it under his arm. "You're left kidney is pretty messed up." he said, looking serious. The Gear seemed to take this in and asked "So, are there going to be any, like, after-effects?" Taylor shook his head. "your other kidney should pick up the slack, but your not going to be donating a kidney while your alive." He slipped his helmet back on and looked out of the window of the ruined building, watching for Locust patrols. He had been stuck underground for a while now, and was helping to treat the soldier down here. He soon saw a huge group of Locust, maybe a good hundred. He ducked down, getting a tighter grip on his Lancer. He pulled the injured Gear into another room, closing the door and putting a table over it, one that matched the color of the wall. He yelled through "If I don't come back after a while, call for help over the radio, com won't work down here. Taylor put his Lancer on the back of his armor, and grabbed the longshot propped up against the wall. He propped himself on the wall, ready to fire if he got the chance.
(OOC: REVIVE!)
Jacob and Ben charged up the stairs, slapping a grenade on the wall to act as a mine. Ben set another halfway up and then jammed a pip into the roof access' main hatch. Drake had been behind them the whole time. An old model King Raven was locked away in a hanger on the roof, but would take about ten minutes to refuel.
the assault rigs rolled over smaller buildings and cars, pushing there way into the city. the centaur tanks fired on any corpsers or brumahk that got iin the way. the commander on devins came up, yelling out orders. "okay everyone, get your asses down there. we need every man fighting these grubs back down there slimy shit holes." the gears hoo rahd and slid down the ladders, opening fire into the slimming groups of locust. devin helped a squad storm a building, killing locust troika gunners that were set up on the upper floors. then they used an old knocked down radio tower to cross the roof to another infested building.
Taylor looked up and saw daylight streaming in from a hole the Locust were using to get above ground. There were alot of Locust still coming. He walked over to the room the injured Gear was in. "You alright in there?" he asked, watching the door to the room. There was a slight pause before he responded "yeah, i'm alright" Taylor watched a reaver fly by outside. "Keep broadcasting that distress call on the radio, and to command, just in case we get a line through. I'm going to help our boys topside thin the ranks a bit." Taylor switched to his Lancer, walking up to the top floor before kicking open an emergency door. Foxtrot 1 had gotten down in their grindlifts, and had been going pretty strong before they got to what was left of an apartment complex. They were jumped by some Locust, as well as a couple Theron Guards. The Sergent was hit first, and it was all downhill from there. Taylor walked out to the fire escape, and jumped across to the ajoined building. He then climbed up to the top from there, walking across to the edge of the complex. He lied down and took of his helmet, leaning his lancer against the edge before switching to the longshot. He peered down the sight, looking down at the Locust. He picked his first target, a drone walking along the edge of the camp, and waited. He soon found the oppurtunity he was waiting for. A Brumak entered the cavern, thumping it's way by on it's way to the surface. Taylor took aim, and fired in time with the giant's thundorous footfall. The drone was hit in the head, which exploded from the impact, and he fell unnoticed to the ground. Taylor released his held breath and reloaded his rifle.