Several agents are standing amidst a lot of former agents. They point heat rays and launchers at Jorth. "Brotherhood or deserter?"
"Brotherhood."
They breathe a sigh of relief and low their weapons. "Most of the remaining traitors are holed up inside the base, but they've locked it down. We're preparing on an assault, but right now I don't blame you if you just try to get out of here. If you do, all I ask is you get to a Brotherhood base and tell them what happened. Our comms devices are down, and we can't call for help." Behind the agent, two others point heat rays at the door and spray over it, reducing it to slag and metallic vapor. On the other side is a blackened corpse of a Vortixx rogue. The agents run inside.
They breathe a sigh of relief and low their weapons. "Most of the remaining traitors are holed up inside the base, but they've locked it down. We're preparing on an assault, but right now I don't blame you if you just try to get out of here. If you do, all I ask is you get to a Brotherhood base and tell them what happened. Our comms devices are down, and we can't call for help." Behind the agent, two others point heat rays at the door and spray over it, reducing it to slag and metallic vapor. On the other side is a blackened corpse of a Vortixx rogue. The agents run inside.
Jorth nods. "Are there any vehicles here we could commandeer?"
They breathe a sigh of relief and low their weapons. "Most of the remaining traitors are holed up inside the base, but they've locked it down. We're preparing on an assault, but right now I don't blame you if you just try to get out of here. If you do, all I ask is you get to a Brotherhood base and tell them what happened. Our comms devices are down, and we can't call for help." Behind the agent, two others point heat rays at the door and spray over it, reducing it to slag and metallic vapor. On the other side is a blackened corpse of a Vortixx rogue. The agents run inside.
Jorth nods. "Are there any vehicles here we could commandeer?"
"We've got a couple trucks and a cargo plane. They were all we could save; the rest were sabotaged. I'd be careful, though. They might've rigged up the others in subtler ways."
Jorth nods. "Are there any vehicles here we could commandeer?"
"We've got a couple trucks and a cargo plane. They were all we could save; the rest were sabotaged. I'd be careful, though. They might've rigged up the others in subtler ways."
"Then it seems like our best course of action is to regain control of the comm stations and radio for help."
"We've got a couple trucks and a cargo plane. They were all we could save; the rest were sabotaged. I'd be careful, though. They might've rigged up the others in subtler ways."
"Then it seems like our best course of action is to regain control of the comm stations and radio for help."
BOOM.
A beautiful portion of the base explodes, sending dead Rahi and RMS bits everywhere.
At least the comm station is one of the only parts still intact. Some agents fire heavy weapons and heat rays from the now-exposed rooms.
The agents outside dive for cover, mostly running into the ruins of the base and toward the communications tower.
Jorth follows, taking shots with his pistols and Laser Vision whenever he gets the chance.
The way to the comm center is, remarkably enough, safer than one would expect. Once one reaches the tower, though, the stairs become a nightmare, covered with agents firing down at you and the group.
"Tell ya what. I'll use my Explosive Vision to clear out the stairwell. Then, we'll somehow climb the smooth surface of the tower and get to the top." The Skakdi leaps out from his cover and systematically destroys large portions of the stairs at a time, soon leaving nothing inside the tower.
A member of Axonn's species, holding a giant warhammer in one hand, a heat ray in the other, and wearing a Jutlin, runs through the door and quickly comes to a stop, metal boots grinding against the floor. He points his weaponry at Jorth and the Skakdi. "Loyal?"
A member of Axonn's species, holding a giant warhammer in one hand, a heat ray in the other, and wearing a Jutlin, runs through the door and quickly comes to a stop, metal boots grinding against the floor. He points his weaponry at Jorth and the Skakdi. "Loyal?"
A member of Axonn's species, holding a giant warhammer in one hand, a heat ray in the other, and wearing a Jutlin, runs through the door and quickly comes to a stop, metal boots grinding against the floor. He points his weaponry at Jorth and the Skakdi. "Loyal?"
"Yes."
He tilts his weaponry upward. "Good. Why are you destroying the tower?"