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>>163000He holds up the rifle, and lets the bolt fly forward.
"Whatever lets me kill more of these bastards." He answers
>>163001"Well, you are leader. Wherever you think we would do the best at, that is where we will go."
>>163003Silver tilts his head in response to the scrunch.
>>163004"You've been in the game longer than I have. You decide."
>>163005"Uh, okay. I guess oil plant then."
>>163006He nods
"Let's get to it.'
And he gets into his car, which has a shattered window and a few bullet holes
>>163007Silver gets in as well.
"I hope Homeguard pays for car damage received in line of duty."
(You) are all cute ponies
(You) are still all cute ponies
(You) all continue to be cute ponies
>>163045I hope the poners come back soon.
Things haven’t work out too well for my schedule this month, but things might be better soon.
>>162990 →Amber goes into the barn to see that it is divided into essentially two segments, although there is a large door between the two segments. The front of the barn includes a table and some sort of wooden mechanism that appears to be designed to keep a cow in place. The existence of running water and sinks suggest that this area is intended for procedures on larger livestock. It is much cleaner than a standard barn by far, yet still Amber is probably glad that this isn't the location she was operated on. The second portion is a more traditional barn, with multiple stalls for cattle (presumably, judging by the size) to stay the night. There is a ladder to an upper loft that is actually more closed off than in a traditional barn - it's actually more like a home attic.
I won’t have much time this week, but maybe this weekend will pan out.
>>163050That is excessively silly.
>>163054It is indeed, but priceless.
>>163052This is going to be an interesting week for work, but I am looking forward to playing again.
>>163051Interesting for sure. Amber heads to the upper loft and looks for a secluded space to make a nest out of.
>>163061The upper level of the barn is enclosed rather than open, more like an attic than a standard barn loft. And like an attic, there are items around, including a crook and an odd device made of metal with wheels on either side of a pair of grates. The ceiling is triangular and low, and not all of the floor is covered, though where it is, it is with boards. There are multiple spots where Amber can see down through the floor to the barn/stable below, these gaps in the floor occurring by where the roof connects with the wall. There are many places where the floor is more or less clear, and Amber can make a nest there.
>>163062Arranging some loose hay to make a bed, Amber rests there, wary of any unfamiliar sounds.
>>163063The loft has less hay than a standard barn, evidently owing to the awkward means of entry into the loft. Nevertheless, there is indeed a quantity of bedding straw stored which Amber may make use of. There are small circular windows on each end. There are many sounds in this location. Outside were the sounds of chirping birds and distant baahing. Inside, a restless cow and a pair of sheep make regular noises. And yet, for all of that, it's much quieter than Amber's apartment at midnight.
>>163064It's perfect! The highfalutin griffons next door might not be able to understand it, but for Amber it's a serene and restful place that reminds her of home. Not to mention it's secluded and out of public eye. Before fully committing to relaxing, however, Amber looks for yet another hiding spot within the loft to keep her mind at ease.
You know who's a cute pony?
(You)
There might be Spark tomorrow.
>>163083>>163073wags tail>>163072N-no u!
blushes>>163069There's a spot in the hay that blocks line of sight with the entryway, and is out of sight of the gaps in the floor near the roofing. This place is cozy enough even to sleep.
>>163008"Heh, if I get anything out of it, I would get more than I expected." He proceeds down a line of row houses that seem rather new, and past stores that are much larger than SIlver recalls outside of department stores, often taking up whole blocks.
>>163097This is fine. Amber stays here and waits for the cover of darkness. She might even "doze off," however that may be possible in a dream.
>>163098Silver "oooo"s and "ahhh"s at the sight of the stores.
"They must sell everything there is to sell in those places..."
>>163099Amber settles in
Roll DieListen. Wisdom modifier.
>>163100"Not everything, but you can get food and washing detergent."
Cowtown has never, to Silver's recollection, had proper zoning, with brick factories next to elementary schools next to taxidermy shops next to tenements. And it still doesn't. But there's a clear trend of fewer residential buildings and more factories the further south Spec drives, with factories existing in clear clusters. The grid pattern is often broken to allow for bigger blocks. There are fewer old tenement buildings, more rowhouses, and a few more factories than Silver can recall.
Music plays over the speakers. Familiar patriotic tunes played on familiar instruments, though the specific incarnation is not.
>>163101"More industry. We must be getting closer."
>>163103Some chirping, a sound of a door closing, some light talking outside. Nothing especially loud or major.
>>163108It probably is her friends enjoying some fresh air. Even so, she dares not stir lest it be something more sinister.
>>163119Perhaps its better that way, remaining undisturbed out of the way of the world. Amber doesn't hear much, until after a few minutes, the silence from outside becomes palpable.
>>163102Over the radio, communications continue to come in
"Anypony have any more cars?"
"Silver Lake over here. We're just on the edge of the danger zone. We have police cars to spare. Three cars and two ambulances."
"Yeah, send a few our way over here in Ashborn. We've got major congestion and several wrecks."
"This is city center, we have buggers holed up in the regional administrative building."
"Clear 'em out. Whatever they are doing there, it isn't good."
"They are fortified. We cannot advance."
"Alright. Stay on the line. We might get support."
Silver and Spec move to a new area, and Silver knows they are getting close. The grid pattern is interrupted by larger blocks, with large tanks for liquid storage, and hundred plus foot tall distillation towers protruding out of labyrinths of pipes and valves.
Spec:
"This is it. Six Sisters Oil Conglomerates' Midtown Refinery."
>>163148"Alright, where do we go from here? Just look around for signs of combat?"
>>163149He picks up the radio, and speaks into it
"Home Guard reinforcements approaching the Six Sisters Refinery. Where is the danger?"
Reply:
"We're pinned down near terminal two transfer station by Distallation Towers 1 and 2. Multiple hostiles, armed."
This facility seems to be a combination of older buildings and newer constructions. This complex must surely have been built before much of the neighborhood around it, and the dense network of pipes almost resembles a briar patch that stops abruptly at the road, with a simple chain linked fence around it. Spec drives around. In some areas, pipes move over the road and into a closed factory or set of tanks on the other side of the road. In a couple areas, an apartment building exists on the other side, although here too, the apartment buildings are taller and cleaner than Silver remembers being prevalent in this side of town. Along the side of the road are ponies. Half at least are earth pony stallions, occasionally walking with a mare and a small herd of foals, and sometimes alone in blue denim uniforms. But most of the remainder are bat ponies, and while Silver has surely seen these creatures before, he may never have seen a large bat pony stallion in blue uniform walk with a suitcase, a bat pony mare, and one, two, three, four foals, all but one seemingly under the age of ten.
>>163150That is certainly unusual. Silver thinks its a good kind of unusual, though, there needs to be more bat ponies in society like that. He prepares his equipment for the upcoming battle during the trip.
>>163151Unfortunately, in this future, bat ponies do not fear walking about in the open in broad daylight.
Silver has expended multiple rounds from his Jenny, and has not mounted the bayonet. Also, he is bleeding.
>>163152As Silver mounts his bayonet, he asks, "There does not happen to be medkit in car?"
>>163153"Yeah, there should be one there."
He looks over
"It's a frontline kit. Pretty decent."
Spec turns around through a road that takes him into the tangle of pipes.
>>163154"Alright, thanks."
Silver looks for the kit, and works on bandaging himself up so he doesn't bleed to death.
Medical roll required? >>163155I mean, he canSilver finds the kit, and sees that it has the usual components - iodine, alcohol, cotton, an empty hypodermic needle, and bandages. But it also has new additions. "Atropine" and Penicillin are in the mix, as well as a couple new items - a gel in a container, and a vial that glows bright blue.
>>163156Silver inspects the two new additions before applying the bandages.
>>163157Both are clearly magical in nature. The gel is alchemical and to be applied topically, and the vial can either be injected or ingested.
>>163159“Quick healing formula. For traumatic injuries.” He says
>>163160"Huh. Amazing."
Silver gets to wrapping up his wounds.
>>163163It’s… not his best work. Blood still seeps out.
>>163164Silver lets out a groan of frustration.
It has been very hard to work around my schedule. But I am confident that things will clear up soon to allow me to play again.
>>163167hopes>>163165Spec drives around and into a gated entrance. A grey colored pony peaks its head and ear tufts over the edge of the window in the security booth.
>>163169Silver, the armed and bloody pony, looks at the apparently cowering security pony.
"Excuse me, mind taking test to see if you are changeling?"
>>163170The creature raises its head further, and Silver can see slit, brown eyes.
"How do I know that
you are not a changeling?" The frightened stallion says
>>163171"You have flashlight, yes?"
>>163172"Uh." He looks down
"I think there's one here..."
>>163173If Spec has stopped, Silver gets out. If he hasn't, he asks him to stop, then he gets out. He approaches the security booth.
"Here, shine it in my eyes. If they shine back like they would normally, I am pony. If you see flat color underneath, I am changeling."
>>163174The pony looks up. Silver can see that the stallion is a bat pony, and he is in a uniform. The uniform's blue coloring implies a general worker's uniform, rather than a security guard.
He is tentative, but takes a light, and shines it towards Silver's eyes.
>>163175Silver shine and reflect as a pony's eyes should, even though the light makes him squint a little.
>>163103The light moves, and the stallion winces.
"Uh, what am I looking for?"
His lips are pulled back, showing teeth and fangs.
"I'll just... I think that's good..."
>>163181Silver nods, and holds his hoof out for the flashlight.
"Alright, now you."
Everyone above and below this post are cute ponies
>>163183hopes>>163184no u>>163182He hoofs over the flashlight
He presses his lips together, and opens his eyes
>>163187Silver now procedes to shine the flashlight in the pony's eyes.
>>163188He flinches. The pupils close, narrowing to vertical slits, and the brown irises reflect back a somewhat yellowy gold.
[1d20+3 = (18+3) = 21]>>163189Sense Motive: It seems legit...but is it really?
>>163190He seems to generally have no idea what the hell is going on.
>>163191Fair enough. Silver turns off the flashlight and gives it back to him.
"You are good. We are members of Homeguard coming to reinforce soldiers pinned down here at plant. Can you point us where they might be?"
>>163192He points a hoof behind him and to his right
"Over there. I think there's..... three of them? I'm not sure. They have guns though. They are where the pipes connect from the first collecting tank off of the terminal to the first distillation tower. I think their goal is to create a backlog of gas in the system to create a pressure build up and an explosion. That tank is connected to the port terminal, so it will definitely take the entire refinery offline. Maybe not for long, but if a fire spreads it could do a lot of damage."
>>163193Silver's eyes widen. He thinks he made a good choice in coming here first.
"That would...not be good. Is there anypony left here who can operate system once we stop changelings, if they start process?"
>>163194"Uh, well, barely, but yes. Half of the operators have already left when the sirens started. We were keeping a crew to shut most of the systems off and flare off the excess gas, but they are intimidated by the gunshots. I think some may be hiding. And either the changelings have an operator or two hostage, or they were among the operators, because they have shut down the flares."
>>163195"Alright. We will see if we can find or rescue some of them. Thank you for all your help."
Silver gets back in the car.
"Let us not dilly dally. Time to stomp some bugs."
>>163196Silver returns to Spec, who is watching Silver as he approaches
"Don't have to tell me twice" He says, and starts driving forward into the plant at a high rate of speed. Some of the road is paved, but most is gravel, and much of the ground is covered in dirt or gravel, with more than a few patches stained with remnants of tar. Most of the ground, however, is covered in densely packed blocks of large industrial equipment. Shiny, silver steel, cylindrical towers ten feet thick and a hundred and fifty feet tall, ringed with walkways and ladders, large storage tanks, cooling towers on top of twenty foot tall condensation units, large white tanks, and myriad labyrinths of pipes going every which way, sometimes crossing over the roadways
Spec:
"So it's the terminal? Towards the harbor, I presume?"
>>163197"He said they were going cut off first collecting tank off of terminal to first distillation tower. If they do, pressure will build in tank until it explodes."
>>163198"Seems like the hard way to do it if you ask me. Anyways, let's go find this thing. It's got to be near the harbor..."
And the two hear gunshots
>>163199"That is where they are. Follow that noise!"
>>163200Silver and Spec continue down the road to where they see a large square probably at least fifty feet wide, and with at least two half-cylinders with hemispherical ends sticking out of it, with pipes coming off of the top. At the bottom is an enclosed set of grates ten feet tall that hiss with the sound of burning gas, and a narrow smoke stack extends high above this structure, with largely invisible fumes spewing out the top. Large round pipes come out of this structure, and move forward and up only just allowing a pony to walk underneath them. They go to a cylindrical tower, which is only just the first in a row of cylindrical towers that extends off several hundred feet to the left, perpendicular to the car. Off to the left, Silver can see a few pill-shaped tanks, and pipes leading to a very tall, very straight cylinder or smoke stack.
In front of Silver, above the square block, and to the left of the row of towers, Silver can see the end of a line of pipes that extends and disappears to blue skies with a few scattered clouds and the orange tint of the rising Sun, slightly distorted by the heat of rising gas fumes. Silver must surely be by the sea.
There are two sets of gun shots. One is a singular popping of what is probably a lower power civilian gun coming from outside of line of sight at the far end of the row of towers. But the other is the crackling sound of automatic gun fire, probably from a submachine gun. It comes from behind the left side of the square unit, and blocked from line of site by the pipes that connect the square to the row of towers.
>>163201Silver looks at Spec.
"Think our ponies are ones using civilian weapons? Those changelings we fought earlier used submachine guns."
>>163202"Our ponies are the ones who called for help. I'm pretty sure of that much."
>>163203"Use radio, maybe they can tell us which ones they are."
>>163204Spec calls on the radio
"This is Homeguard calling Celestial Oil Refinery. We are in the plant. We have two contacts. Gunshots. One automatic, one not."
A voice answers. And.... Silver can already tell it's that same bat pony from earlier.
"I don't know, I think they had pretty big guns. I'm not sure where they got them from."
>>163205Silver looks to his son.
"Well...your call, Spec."
>>163207"I could try investigating one of groups, see which is which perhaps."
>>163208"That seems pretty dangerous" Spec says
"You go up to them and ask 'hey, are you a changeling'. Sounds like that can go wrong quickly."
>>163209"Maybe. Or we could just pick one and fire upon them. I think it is ones with submachine guns, from how they are positioned and that we know they are using such weapons. And who is more likely to be pinned down, group using submachine guns or basic rifles?"
>>163210"A submachine gun is a short ranged weapon. Best for getting up close and clearing an area. A rifle is longer range, and if it isn't semi-auto it's probably not great for short range."
>>163211"So you think it is ones with rifles that are changelings?"
>>163212"No, just that if you're pinned down, a submachine gun isn't at its best use."
>>163213"Well, we have to do something. What would you do? One of these groups is pony and other is changeling. Do we rush in and join battle against one of them hoping it is right choice? Do we hang back and scout them hoping that something will give away which is which?"
>>163214He blinks, and starts to breath heavily, and sweat.
"They did this before to us. They did this quite a lot. We tried to have special codes, special words or questions. Of course they tried to learn the answers... Here's the thing, neither of them know where we are, so if we go around them, they won't know where we are."
>>163215"Let us scout them out from distance, then. If one of them are bleeding ichor, they are changelinga."
>>163216Spec nods, and turns the car engine off. He holds up his Jenny.
The Jenny Battle Rifle, while not having quite the range or penetration of the old bolt action rifles, still has enough range and penetration as can be desired, and the optic gives the gun the feel of a battle rifle. Though the recoil may make it impractical for use as a full auto at range, it still holds value in the short range and for those who can control short bursts.
>>163217Silver holds his own Jenny up, gently yet firmly caressing her sleak and sturdy frame. He peers through the rifle's scope to look in the direction of the machine gun wielding combatants.
>>163218To do so, Silver must find line of sight. By going through the underpass under the pipes, Silver will be off to the side of the machine gun wielders, and the riflemare both. He might be visible, especially to the latter, but he will be in line of sight. Silver can alternatively go around the large, square block, trying to get behind the machine gun wielders.
>>163219The Element of Surprise is the most important one to them now. Better to go around the square block first.
>>163220As Silver starts to go around, Silver can see first, that there is another set of large pipes extending behind the square moving further out, evidently towards a pier in the harbor, and also that there seem to be several ponies (creatures?) behind the unit. The pipes are raised and provide partial cover, and there are structures further back towards the harbor.
>>163221Silver gets behind one of these pipes, and peers at the creatures through his Jenny's scope. Specifically, he looks for signs of injury and what kinds of weapons they carry.
>>163222Looking under the pipes, Silver can see that there is a pony near him on the other side of the pipes trying to move something, there is a pony(?) sitting down against a steel grate in the center, a pony standing up in a black uniform near the edge - he has a machine carbine - and a pony over the edge leaning over. He is wearing black, has a black cap, and has what Silver can identify as a New Mareland pattern submachine gun. If there are more creatures, they are not in line of sight.
>>163223Hmm...well, nothing ventured...
Silver whispers over to the nearby pony.
"Pssst...hey!" >>163224The pony(?) stops, and moves, starting to look around
[1d3 = 2][1d3 = 3] >>163224>>163225The pony looks under the pipes. It's an off-white colored earth pony in a blue uniform. He looks kind of small for a stallion.
>>163227He whispers, or tries to whisper,
"Behind me, and by the pump house, far away to my left."
He sounds fearful
>>163229One, curt nod
From behind
"Stop slouching and turn the valve."
>>163230"Delay them as long as you can, I will be back in just minute with help to deal with them. When fighting starts, stay down."Making sure they aren't looking in his direction, Silver sneaks back the way he came to inform Spec on the situation.
>>163231Hmmmm
Roll Die. Dexterity modifier
>>163233Silver walks out.... But it isn't clear that he isn't heard
>>163235Could have been worse. Far worse. Silver returns to Spec to inform him on the situation.
Spec hears Silver
"About what I figured. Let's take them out."
>>163237"We have range advantage with these Jennies. Let us find place where we can use scopes to our advantage."
>>163238"Don't get too excited, it doesn't zoom." He stops for a moment to ponder. "But it would work, yes." He pauses. "Where would you want to go?"
>>163239Hmm...presumably there are places with sightlines to the changelings? They would want someplace that minimizes the places the changelings have to hide and has places for the ponies to take cover.
>>163240Towers, buildings, and pipelines do much to disrupt line of sight, at least from ground level. Silver may have a clear approach from the left.
>>163241Then that is where they will go to start their attack.
>>163242The pipes and buildings, especially the distillation towers, are also climbable.
Silver may go around the line of towers to the left, going to where the pony with the rifle is located, or even past him.
>>163243Silver gives a signal to Spec to go to the top of a tower to get a view from above of the changelings. If Silver goes past him around the line of towers, can he still target the rifleling?
>>163260The changeling with the rifle. Rifleling.
>>163261If you mean whoever has the rifle and was shooting at(?) the others, he
(?) is at the end of the line of towers
>>163262Silver gets in position to ambush that changeling, since he's the greatest threat to Spec.
>>163264Spec flies upwards, going towards a walkway-ring at the top of one of the distillation towers. Spec is almost directly overhead of the rifleling(?), though he is one tower over from the one that pony(?) is near. He is close to the tower, and seems to be taking cover.
>>163265Does Silver see Spec? Can he give him a signal?
>>163266Silver sees Spec, but he goes pretty high up, and Silver and Spec have to each respectively carefully position themselves so that the mess of steel does not block line of sight. Spec is perhaps ten or more stories up when he gets near the top
>>163267Silver gives Spec a signal to attack at the same time as him, then aims at rifleling.
>>163268So Silver is going up to the creature at the end of the line of towers, and shooting him while he’s not looking, and while Spec takes another target?
>>163270For what it's worth, the creature at the end of the line of towers is a unicorn, or the appearance of a unicorn, with a peppered grey and black coat and a white mane. He wears a green uniform that most closely resembles the New Mareland pattern customs agent. He leans against a steel grate that is at the base of a tower, and holds onto a rifle that Silver has never personally handled, but he recalls as an older pattern of semi-automatic civilian rifle with an intermediate cartridge.
And Silver may act
[1d20+10 = (11+10) = 21][1d20+10 = (5+10) = 15]>>163271Silver centers the Jenny's sights on the imposter, and squeezes off a couple rounds.
>>163272Hit, and….. Hit. The Jenny is very easy to use for well aiming shots.
>>163274[4d8 = 18]>>163277The creature makes a "guh" sound, tries to clutch himself, sways, and then falls forward onto his belly, with large red spots appearing on his back and the uniform.
And then, further away
clack clack clack clack clack[1d20 = 12] [1d20 = 4] [1d20 = 7] [1d20 = 13] [1d20 = 19] [1d20 = 13] [1d20 = 4] >>163278Silver looks at the creature to see if he changes.
>>163279He does not change. He makes two rapid, shallow breathes, and then stops.
From above
Bang Bang Bang Bang >>163280Silver's eyes widen, his heart skips a beat. He waits a moment more hoping to Celestia they didn't just make a big mistake.
>>163281The shooting stops. Silver can hear the sound of what seems to be burning gas, and the whistling of escaping vapors coming from somewhere. Further away, Silver can hear car horns. The unicorn continues to lay on his belly.
>>163282That's not good. Not good at all. Silver shouts out, hoping it's not too late.
"CEASE FIRE! THESE ARE PONIES!"
>>163283From beyond,
clack clack clackSilver can hear bullets whizzing by his position, and at lest one hits the ground next to the unicorn, and sends dust shooting up into the air.
>>163284Silver steps out waving a hoof to get them to stop.
"CEASE FIRE! CEASE FIRE!"
>>163285>>163286A bullet hits the steel at the base of the tower near Silver, while another whizzes' past
>>163290Pat pat pat patMore gun shots. This time, none go towards Silver
From behind, Silver can hear swooping on wings.
>>163292Silver sees Spectral Streak descending in a spiral. His right wing is somewhat curled in, and he descends in an unequal oval. He lands onto the gravel at an angle, folding his right foreleg, and then his right hindleg, causing him to fall to the ground and slide on his belly and chin. His eyes close and his rifle scrapes along the gravel along with his chin, but he slowly stands back up again.
>>163293Silver rushes to him. As soon as he's next to him he checks his son for injuries.
"SPEC!"
>>163294He appears to have been shot in the wing with pistol or carbine bullet, and he's a little roughed up by the landing.
"Get out of the line of fire." He says to Silver, although perhaps after Silver has already done so
>>163295Silver inspects the gunshot wound closer.
"That looks bad."
>>163296He moves his wing away slightly.
“I’ve had worse. We need to clear out those bugs.”
>>163297"That is problem..."
Silver looks over at the nearby dead pony.
>>163298He lies still in the gravel, eyes closed, and with his rifle and forelegs beneath him, not moving.
>>163299"I do not know what is going on, unless this is group of Homeguard that managed to capture changeling..."
>>163300"It's a group of changelings that managed to capture part of the plant." Spec says. "And we need to take it back."
>>163301"Spec, do you not see corpse here?
He was not changeling."
>>163302He blinks.
“What?”
He blinks again
“He’s not the one shooting at us.”
>>163303"And if ones shooting at us are ponies, like him?"
>>163304He pauses, and looks around, and then down at the dead (or dying) unicorn laying in the gravel.
"What?"
He takes a moment to assess the situation
"No, those are definitely changelings over there. There are four or more of them. Or there were four. I saw one pop, I think. One on the far side."
>>163315>dyingIt occurs to Silver that he should probably check the unicorn's pulse.
>>163316Silver can’t really tell if he felt a pulse or not
>>163318Hmm...does Silver have the medkit on him.
>>163319If not, the car is on the other side of the row of towers
>>163320Silver goes to get it so he can patch up the downed unicorn.
>>163321[1d20 = 19]Silver obtains the medical packet
>>163321>>163322And walks back to the unicorn
[1d20+4 = (5+4) = 9]>>163322>>163323Medical: Silver attempts to use the medkit to stabilize the unicorn...assuming he's still alive.
>>163324Unfortunately, Silver does not see much progress. The lack of bleeding suggests he's already dead.
>>163325Silver lowers his head, offers up a prayer for the pony, begging for his forgiveness. If his eyes are left open, Silver closes them.
>>163326The stallion's eyes are closed, likely during those final breaths after he fell to the ground. A small trail of blood to his right is dense-if-thin, likely from a wound sustained prior to Silver's arrival on the scene, and now concealed under his prone form. He'd almost look like he were resting, if his legs and the gun weren't ingloriously crossed under him and extended behind him. In this state, he can offer neither forgiveness nor judgement.
He's old enough - mid 30s, probably - that he may be a veteran of the Great War. Given where Silver has seen that uniform before, he may even have fought on the side of the old Dominion, though there is no way to tell now. Perhaps he was one of those veterans who tried to make the only life he knew into a career. His cutie mark is of a lock, for whatever that means.
>>163327Silver stands up, and grabs onto his Jenny. He looks at Spec, eyes hardened and full of determination.
"Let us finish this."
Looks like my schedule will finally clear up this weekend.
Everypony in this thread is a qt
Everypony in this thread is still a qt
>>163345Yay!
>>163352>>163359No u>>163330Spec grabs onto his own Jenny, and says
"There are at least two of them by the processing facility on the right. But on the left, further away by the terminal, there is a little pumping station where there were at least two of them. Well,
were. I shot one, and I swear I popped it, though they drug it inside the building. The two by the processor have submachine guns. They don't have a lot of range, and I suspect they are low on ammunition. I don't think they want to waste many more bullets without making it count. The ones by the other building don't have any cover at all and have shorter ranged weapons. I think they are trying to hide. They already know we can outshoot them from a distance, so they will let us come to them. Remember that that every single one of these little towers and that processor are designed to pump, boil, and move along flammable liquids. So if you stop the ability to let the gases go, the pressure will build up until these all explode. All they have to do is keep us from turning the release valves."
>>163388"I saw where valve is to release pressure, it is where they were keeping worker prisoner to turn it off. All we need to do is push them away from it."
>>163389"Oh, you did?" He tilts his head considering this for a moment, before turning it back. "Well I'd rather kill them all, but just getting them away from the equipment is enough. We will need at least one operator who knows which valves to turn and what way in order to keep this all from exploding. So keep him alive."
>>163390"First we turn valves, then we kill them all."
He readies his rifle. Can he see where the captive worker was turning the valve?
>>163391First order of business... peaking around the base of the tower, so that Silver can see what is beyond
Looking there, Silver can see that he is near the edge of the plant, where the refinery meets the harbor. There is a set of pipes leading from what is presumably a barge terminal in the harbor, to the first set of towers where Silver is now. In the way is a small building next to the set of pipes (the presumed pumping station) maybe over two hundred yards away, and also the aforementioned and visited processor with its semi-hemispherical cylinder ends somewhere around 150 or 100 yards away.
The distances are such that submachine guns are slightly less powerful and much less accurate at that distance, though still dangerous, and the Jenny's are fully effective.
>>163391>>163393No creatures are actually visible as Silver peaks out
>>163393>>163394"No one is visible. Let us go around and get different angle."
>>163396Silver leads them around, hoping to get a better angle.
>>163397Around which way? Into the open towards either of the two sites?
>>163398Hmm...well, what kind of cover is there to the right or left of where they are now?
>>163399Silver is already pretty far off to the left of the refinery grounds. The processor is off to the right over open terrain, and the pumping house is more or less in the center, over open ground. There isn’t really any cover.
To the far right, Silver can go around the set of towers and use the pipes as cover. This is exactly what Silver has already done when he approached the captured operator.
If Silver wishes to go to the far left, there is a set of tanks and pipes to the left of this lot that also connects to the terminal. It seems to be storage tanks and pipes for finished products that are shipped back out on the harbor.
>>163400Hmm...Silver decides to go right.
>>163401This allows Silver to go around the row of towers, and move along the pipes to near the processing facility