Turn 14 Hell hath no Fury Like a Woman Scorned
Turn 14 Hell hath no Fury Like a Woman Scorned
Erika kept shooting against the female.
(roll shooting and aiming)
(roll shooting and aiming)
Erika HOFFMANN
SMARTGUNNER
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Petrova aimed his smartgun and fired at the queen's head.
Sergeant 黒崎、イチゴ
Third Squad Leader
3rd Bn, 2nd Reg, 1st Co, 8th Plt
M41A Pulse Rifle
Third Squad Leader
3rd Bn, 2nd Reg, 1st Co, 8th Plt
M41A Pulse Rifle
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"Yo, Pitt! It's gettin' a lil' hot in here!" Ward shouted out over the immense noise.
He kept firing into the hordes. The incendiary grenades were going off and he REALLY did not want to get caught in their flames.
"El-Tee, Sarge, the fuck is our escape plan?!" Ward exclaimed.
Ward decided it was his turn to play with fire. He looked over at Tyler and hoped the man would comply with the FNG's request.
"Tyler, you got an 'nades left? I'll take any ya got!" Ward said, firing yet another burst into the hordes.
(roll Full Auto M41A and aim on multiple targets)
He kept firing into the hordes. The incendiary grenades were going off and he REALLY did not want to get caught in their flames.
"El-Tee, Sarge, the fuck is our escape plan?!" Ward exclaimed.
Ward decided it was his turn to play with fire. He looked over at Tyler and hoped the man would comply with the FNG's request.
"Tyler, you got an 'nades left? I'll take any ya got!" Ward said, firing yet another burst into the hordes.
(roll Full Auto M41A and aim on multiple targets)
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Private J. Ward
0311: Rifleman
3/2, 8th Platoon
U.S. Colonial Marine Corps
Private J. Ward
0311: Rifleman
3/2, 8th Platoon
U.S. Colonial Marine Corps
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Morse heard Ward call for gernades. Morse figured that he could throw them better then he could
Ward take these, i cant throw fer shit, and you could put em to better use
Morse tossed the rest of his gernades to ward
<tag ward
Ward take these, i cant throw fer shit, and you could put em to better use
Morse tossed the rest of his gernades to ward
<tag ward
-SSG Allen Morse - Squad Leader
-3rd Bn, 2nd Reg, 1st Co, 8th Plt
- DEVIL DAWG
- M41A Pulse Rifle - M4 Pistol - Med Kit
-3rd Bn, 2nd Reg, 1st Co, 8th Plt
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- M41A Pulse Rifle - M4 Pistol - Med Kit
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30.....20.....10...0
Jerome mag depleted, he pulled out another one and shove straight in his pulserifle.After reloading he started firing at the big ass bug.
"Sir any commands for me to relay to command central?"
Jerome mag depleted, he pulled out another one and shove straight in his pulserifle.After reloading he started firing at the big ass bug.
"Sir any commands for me to relay to command central?"
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PFC J.Hor
3rd Div. 2nd Reg. 8th Platoon Cue Balls
Radio Operator
been to hell and back
"game over man game over" hudson my idol
PFC J.Hor
3rd Div. 2nd Reg. 8th Platoon Cue Balls
Radio Operator
been to hell and back
"game over man game over" hudson my idol
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"Dropship, start firing your gatling gun at the Queen." Quinn's cool voice came over the communications net, as he followed Dugan's orders and began blasting the little guys. Since he was out of incendiary grenades, it only made sense. Short burst, dead. Short burst, dead. When any of them got too close, he popped a shotgun blast at them.
"Sergeant, if Second concentrates their fire against the limbs of the large one, it might bring her down onto the deck for easy grenade kills. Or the dropship can blast out, we close the doors and they send a few missiles through." Quinn suggested as he stood next to Dugan, firing his pulse rifle as he did.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Sixtus was gibbering with fear. But PFC Quinn was now holding the reins. "Hey sarge, hand me a demo bag."
"Sergeant, if Second concentrates their fire against the limbs of the large one, it might bring her down onto the deck for easy grenade kills. Or the dropship can blast out, we close the doors and they send a few missiles through." Quinn suggested as he stood next to Dugan, firing his pulse rifle as he did.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Sixtus was gibbering with fear. But PFC Quinn was now holding the reins. "Hey sarge, hand me a demo bag."
Current Gear
M42A Scope Rifle
M4A4 .45 ACP caliber Sidearm, Suppressed
Combat Knife
K52 Medical Kit
Flashlight, Flares (6)
M42A Scope Rifle
M4A4 .45 ACP caliber Sidearm, Suppressed
Combat Knife
K52 Medical Kit
Flashlight, Flares (6)
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"Sir, I am all in favor of getting the hell off this place!" Yelled Petrova as he fired his gun at the queen.
Sergeant 黒崎、イチゴ
Third Squad Leader
3rd Bn, 2nd Reg, 1st Co, 8th Plt
M41A Pulse Rifle
Third Squad Leader
3rd Bn, 2nd Reg, 1st Co, 8th Plt
M41A Pulse Rifle
Turn 14 Hell hath no Fury Like a Woman Scorned
Shit, close one Morse yelled, one of the things had run up and almost got ahold of him.
He was doing fine with amunition, he had never switched it out of burst fire.
hell he was still on his first clip. Shot, and drop, shot and drop, thats all he was thinking
But that big ass one was still moving forward. Morse ran back a bit, walking in reverse was just a bit to slow.
Morse started sing the song "Im a Good Ol' Rebel" in a very stressed way, to try to calm dow
Oh Im a Good old Rebel... He paused to fire Now thats just what i am... he fired again And For this ... shot yankee nation, i do not give a damn ..... Im glad i fought against her, I.... Only wished we'd won ..... And i aint asked any Pardon, for anything thing i done
He was doing fine with amunition, he had never switched it out of burst fire.
hell he was still on his first clip. Shot, and drop, shot and drop, thats all he was thinking
But that big ass one was still moving forward. Morse ran back a bit, walking in reverse was just a bit to slow.
Morse started sing the song "Im a Good Ol' Rebel" in a very stressed way, to try to calm dow
Oh Im a Good old Rebel... He paused to fire Now thats just what i am... he fired again And For this ... shot yankee nation, i do not give a damn ..... Im glad i fought against her, I.... Only wished we'd won ..... And i aint asked any Pardon, for anything thing i done
-SSG Allen Morse - Squad Leader
-3rd Bn, 2nd Reg, 1st Co, 8th Plt
- DEVIL DAWG
- M41A Pulse Rifle - M4 Pistol - Med Kit
-3rd Bn, 2nd Reg, 1st Co, 8th Plt
- DEVIL DAWG
- M41A Pulse Rifle - M4 Pistol - Med Kit
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Sgt_Cartwright wrote:"El-Tee, Sarge, the fuck is our escape plan?!" Ward exclaimed.
Morrison shot a few short bursts at the bugs surrounding the queen, "Same as I said the minute I got here, Ward! Back by sections." Morrison spat at the wall next to him.
He then grabbed Hoffman's harness, and swung her, and the gun, into a better firing position "Here. Right here! Stay!" he shouted in her ear "don't fire again until I tell you too, understood!?"
Morrison then quarter-turned towards Petrova, and knife-hand-pointed at the bulkhead a few meters behind him; "Petrova! Set up right there! Give me a shout when you're in place!"
"Yo! Ishizawa!" Morrison reached over and smacked the Marine at the back of his head "quit yer shenanigans, and go over to Petrova" he thumbed towards the eastern european "on the double!"
"Dirk! We are all set up here! Get the guys out, on the fucking double bro!" Morrison barked at the sergeant.
(OOC: What the LT is trying to do here is to set up what some people call a "Australian Zipper" or "Rhodesian Linedance". Basically that's when a unit moves away from danger, while still covering themselves. It's a leapfroggy kinda thing. Dirk knows what I mean, so just take his lead, awright Marines?)
LcCpl Conrad Heart
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[quote=""Jocke""]He then grabbed Hoffman's harness, and swung her, and the gun, into a better firing position "Here. Right here! Stay!" he shouted in her ear "don't fire again until I tell you too, understood!?"
[/quote]
"Yes sir" said Erika.
She stopped firing and did as ordered.
OOC: I think that in France this manouver is called tube forward in case of attack and reward in case of defence.
[/quote]
"Yes sir" said Erika.
She stopped firing and did as ordered.
OOC: I think that in France this manouver is called tube forward in case of attack and reward in case of defence.
Erika HOFFMANN
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Ward grabbed the incendiaries from Morse and instantly put them to good use. He threw the first two into the middle of the hordes. They burst into flames. He heard the screams of the xenomorphs. Whether he killed any or not, he was unsure of it.
"Roger that, El-Tee!" Ward proclaimed, firing two bursts into the horde of aliens.
Ward primed the next incendiary and looked up. The queen's mouth was large enough a target that if he were lucky and blessed by the Lord, he could throw an incendiary straight into its mouth. Worth a shot, he supposed.
"GRENADE OUT!" Ward exclaimed.
He aimed and threw the primed incendiary upwards. It was spinning towards the queen's mouth. He prayed it would go in its mouth like he had hoped.
(roll incendiaries, aim, M41A burst fire on multiple targets, luck.)
"Roger that, El-Tee!" Ward proclaimed, firing two bursts into the horde of aliens.
Ward primed the next incendiary and looked up. The queen's mouth was large enough a target that if he were lucky and blessed by the Lord, he could throw an incendiary straight into its mouth. Worth a shot, he supposed.
"GRENADE OUT!" Ward exclaimed.
He aimed and threw the primed incendiary upwards. It was spinning towards the queen's mouth. He prayed it would go in its mouth like he had hoped.
(roll incendiaries, aim, M41A burst fire on multiple targets, luck.)
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Private J. Ward
0311: Rifleman
3/2, 8th Platoon
U.S. Colonial Marine Corps
Private J. Ward
0311: Rifleman
3/2, 8th Platoon
U.S. Colonial Marine Corps
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"Roger that L-T. Second is pulling back to support the staggered withdraw. Out" Dirk said puoring another burst into the screaming alien hord.
(Roll Multi fire on multi targets)
(Roll Multi fire on multi targets)
Last edited by Dirk Pitt on Tue May 06, 2008 8:06 pm, edited 1 time in total.
Cpl Dirk Pitt
First squad leader
Gear
Pulse Rifle w/ 4 grenades, 8 canister shells
M1911 Colt .45 caliber Sidearm
Smoke Grenade x2
KBAR Combat Knife
Portable Welder
Ithaca Shotgun
Non Combat Equipment
Zippo lighter
Cigarettes
First squad leader
Gear
Pulse Rifle w/ 4 grenades, 8 canister shells
M1911 Colt .45 caliber Sidearm
Smoke Grenade x2
KBAR Combat Knife
Portable Welder
Ithaca Shotgun
Non Combat Equipment
Zippo lighter
Cigarettes
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"Roger!" Ward said, doubling backwards while firing his Pulse Rifle into the alien horde.
He looked up and watched in slow-mo as his grenade sped towards the queen. He honestly wondered if it would go in or not. Though, he felt luck would not be on his side.
'Please, don't be right. Let it go in that bitches' mouth... come on...' Ward thought while doubling back.
(roll M41A full auto, multiple targets)
He looked up and watched in slow-mo as his grenade sped towards the queen. He honestly wondered if it would go in or not. Though, he felt luck would not be on his side.
'Please, don't be right. Let it go in that bitches' mouth... come on...' Ward thought while doubling back.
(roll M41A full auto, multiple targets)
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Private J. Ward
0311: Rifleman
3/2, 8th Platoon
U.S. Colonial Marine Corps
Private J. Ward
0311: Rifleman
3/2, 8th Platoon
U.S. Colonial Marine Corps
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"Oorah sir!". His flame unit still empty, he drew his VP-70 and ran over to Petrova's position. "I got your back man", Tyler said to Petrova as he knelt and started firing shots at the xenomorphs. Once second squad had withdrawn, he stood, drew another incendiary, and tossed it into the horde.Jocke wrote:"Yo! Ishizawa!" Morrison reached over and smacked the Marine at the back of his head "quit yer shenanigans, and go over to Petrova" he thumbed towards the eastern european "on the double!"
Corporal Tyler Ishizawa, 3rd Squad