Re: Turn 3: Hydroponics
Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2020 12:08 am
The situation shifted, but not such that they it was not covered by their initial battle plan. Morse knew that he'd killed a man today already, or at least severely injured him. The stopping power of his rounds was at least enough to throw him down, but Morse could not tell if their armor was some sort state of the art that the Marine Armor was simply not an equivalent of. There were a few variants of the armor the marines wore, and for efficiency purposes it was very good. But there were things out there a little better, and little lighter, and a little stronger that were all a lot more expensive. That was sometimes the risk that was taken fighting corporates, but the money factor did not always buy the best experience. Frequently it just got the hungriest.
There was word someone was down, and there were marines pinned down just a head of them with civilians. Morse had good eyes on their enemy, and knew that time was moving less quickly then even he was perceiving it at that point. But the time was for action and Morse would take advantage of it.
He saw the young PVT Henniger cocking his 30mm, and Morse had no dispute towards its use given the circumstance. Perhaps it was even advantageous, so long as he did not mess it up.
"Quinn, get to 2nd! First squad! We're coverin' with a charge! Move!" Morse pointed towards Sam's position, as he watched the grenade force push the PVT Henniger back slightly. Morse lifted up himself, having over half a magazine still loaded into his weapon. Morse slipped out of the cover they rested behind and directed the squad beyond Quinn.
<Tag Quinn
"Go! Go! Go! Coverin' fire!" Morse roared as he charged forward, he fired two bursts with no real intention of hitting anything so much as making them think he was. He zoomed passed the wounded Marines between 1st squad and the pinned marines with the civilians.
< Tag 1st Squad
"STAY DOWN!" He yelled at them, having no time or security to provide aid to the wounded ones. He rushed passed them towards the pinned Marines, he cycled his weapon to fully automatic, needed to give the enemy enough to think about that they wouldn't try giving killing him another shot in those seconds.
BRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP came the hail of twenty rounds from his M41A Pulse Rifle at the enemy as he then moved to slide down to the log the Marines were covered by. He instinctively put his weapon back to safe.
He may have been shot. He may have been wounded. He was not sure with that much adrenaline flying through him. He just spat at them knowing he was the higher rank.
"SITREP! NOW!"
<Tag Anyone
<Roll Awareness
<Roll Gun Combat
There was word someone was down, and there were marines pinned down just a head of them with civilians. Morse had good eyes on their enemy, and knew that time was moving less quickly then even he was perceiving it at that point. But the time was for action and Morse would take advantage of it.
He saw the young PVT Henniger cocking his 30mm, and Morse had no dispute towards its use given the circumstance. Perhaps it was even advantageous, so long as he did not mess it up.
"Quinn, get to 2nd! First squad! We're coverin' with a charge! Move!" Morse pointed towards Sam's position, as he watched the grenade force push the PVT Henniger back slightly. Morse lifted up himself, having over half a magazine still loaded into his weapon. Morse slipped out of the cover they rested behind and directed the squad beyond Quinn.
<Tag Quinn
"Go! Go! Go! Coverin' fire!" Morse roared as he charged forward, he fired two bursts with no real intention of hitting anything so much as making them think he was. He zoomed passed the wounded Marines between 1st squad and the pinned marines with the civilians.
< Tag 1st Squad
"STAY DOWN!" He yelled at them, having no time or security to provide aid to the wounded ones. He rushed passed them towards the pinned Marines, he cycled his weapon to fully automatic, needed to give the enemy enough to think about that they wouldn't try giving killing him another shot in those seconds.
BRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP came the hail of twenty rounds from his M41A Pulse Rifle at the enemy as he then moved to slide down to the log the Marines were covered by. He instinctively put his weapon back to safe.
He may have been shot. He may have been wounded. He was not sure with that much adrenaline flying through him. He just spat at them knowing he was the higher rank.
"SITREP! NOW!"
<Tag Anyone
<Roll Awareness
<Roll Gun Combat