08-30-2016, 03:55 PM
There was no time to breath before I there myself back into the fight. The triangle headed shit stain had decided to got back and hide in cover while the brickhouse of a man continued to turn the turn the inside of the cave into rubble with his arm mounted howitzers, thousands of years old limestone pillars obliterated as high caliber rounds smashed through them and reduced to powder. A completely spectacular display of raw power, to be sure, but with each explosion he threw out the air became thicker with dust and the cave rumbled as the supports that held it up for so long were now being thrown out in an instant. Mister shiny pants did the expected thing and hugged cover whenever it wasn’t dusted, but I knew the power armored artillery’s plan: he didn’t need to hit us, just have the ceiling drop on our heads and have a big rock pop our skulls open like a rotten pumpkin. If he blew a hole through us before then then that was gravy.
But I wasn’t the type to hold still.
I bolted away from the boulder I was next to and charged at the large attacker, both his attention and his fuck off huge weapon divided between his two targets and he was slow to realize that I was about to get in his face. I held my chaingun ahead as I strafed to his outside angle and let the many barrels spin. With the limited angle of his shots he could not keep both of us under his sights and keep us both pinned.
Unfortunately, he decided I was the greater threat and leveled both of his arms towards me. In the corner of my eye I saw the more-tech-than-brains bounty hunter make a break for one of the many tunnels that crisscrossed through this cavern and left us to fight lone. Pussy.
The rhythmic thumping as the cannon alternated at each arm dominated everything, but his slow turn let me get to his side and with a sharp turn I was behind him. Where a very expensive looking set of hydraulic pumps went at its job
Until I unleashed two super shotgun shells into it.
Sparks and fluid flew across the wall behind us, gears ground down to a halt as shrapnel wedged in the mechanical workings. I grinned widely as I saw my enemy flail inside his slowly failing suit and popped the spent shells out to load a fresh set.
But failing was not the same as dead. With a sudden burst of strength the heavy swung his body toward me and clocked me in the face with the frame of his cannon and with the uneven terrain I was knocked on my ass. He towered over me with a cannon aimed to obliterate my skull with a roar of thunder. But the power of the suit had leaked out already and with a kick upwards I knocked his weapon away and spoiled his aim. A shell whizzed past my head and showed me in dirt as I forced two shotgun shells into the super shotty.
The super shotgun roared as pellets scattered across the chest piece of the soldier and he was forced back. I jumped up from the ground and with a practiced motion I had the weapon loaded again. The click as the barrels slotted back into place was almost a note from the heavens, and the boom as I pulled the trigger was the overwhelming percussion. The enemy teetered over and with a homemade knuckle sandwich to his helmet he toppled over, powerless as I planted my boot on his dented armor.
His friends turned to corner soon after, but I had them and their friend at gunpoint. Their own massive rifles were pointed back, but we were in a standoff where I had the better hand.
“Ice this fucka” The heavy yelled. Or they could do that.The bluff relied on the other marines caring for their buddy or that the hostage cared about himself. I needed to turn this around quick before I found out if these power armored soldier used armor piercing rounds.
“Okay, hear me out” I raised the gun up away from the pinned heavy’s face and up into the ceiling and shimmer the situation down. They didn’t lower their weapons as well, but at least they hadn’t shot me. That made them smarter than a few people I’ve had to deal with. “I’m here to hire you”
There was a long, drawn out, and completely left in silence pause as the three troopers stared at me in dumbfounded surprise.
“What?” One of them finally managed. They hadn’t shot me yet, that’s something that needs to be stated again.
“I have a job to offer, but tubby here shot me on sight” I shifted blame to the marauder, who immediately tried to jump up inside his unpowered armor to hit me and struggled in vain. “Can’t blame him. I was in a firefight with some BDSM wearing cyborg”
“Fine then” The two lowed their guns, a noticed slouch in their movement. Reading body language in power armor is HARD but something I’ve picked up through the years. “Commander is going to want know what happened anyway, better it come from you.” With one last wave closer I was brought deeper in the cave lead by one of the soldiers as the other dragged his friend along. I glanced around the cave as we moved into darkness, away from the lights set into the wall.
“Did you guys put those lights up?”
“No. Why?”
“Oh, idle wonderin’…”
But I wasn’t the type to hold still.
I bolted away from the boulder I was next to and charged at the large attacker, both his attention and his fuck off huge weapon divided between his two targets and he was slow to realize that I was about to get in his face. I held my chaingun ahead as I strafed to his outside angle and let the many barrels spin. With the limited angle of his shots he could not keep both of us under his sights and keep us both pinned.
Unfortunately, he decided I was the greater threat and leveled both of his arms towards me. In the corner of my eye I saw the more-tech-than-brains bounty hunter make a break for one of the many tunnels that crisscrossed through this cavern and left us to fight lone. Pussy.
The rhythmic thumping as the cannon alternated at each arm dominated everything, but his slow turn let me get to his side and with a sharp turn I was behind him. Where a very expensive looking set of hydraulic pumps went at its job
Until I unleashed two super shotgun shells into it.
Sparks and fluid flew across the wall behind us, gears ground down to a halt as shrapnel wedged in the mechanical workings. I grinned widely as I saw my enemy flail inside his slowly failing suit and popped the spent shells out to load a fresh set.
But failing was not the same as dead. With a sudden burst of strength the heavy swung his body toward me and clocked me in the face with the frame of his cannon and with the uneven terrain I was knocked on my ass. He towered over me with a cannon aimed to obliterate my skull with a roar of thunder. But the power of the suit had leaked out already and with a kick upwards I knocked his weapon away and spoiled his aim. A shell whizzed past my head and showed me in dirt as I forced two shotgun shells into the super shotty.
The super shotgun roared as pellets scattered across the chest piece of the soldier and he was forced back. I jumped up from the ground and with a practiced motion I had the weapon loaded again. The click as the barrels slotted back into place was almost a note from the heavens, and the boom as I pulled the trigger was the overwhelming percussion. The enemy teetered over and with a homemade knuckle sandwich to his helmet he toppled over, powerless as I planted my boot on his dented armor.
His friends turned to corner soon after, but I had them and their friend at gunpoint. Their own massive rifles were pointed back, but we were in a standoff where I had the better hand.
“Ice this fucka” The heavy yelled. Or they could do that.The bluff relied on the other marines caring for their buddy or that the hostage cared about himself. I needed to turn this around quick before I found out if these power armored soldier used armor piercing rounds.
“Okay, hear me out” I raised the gun up away from the pinned heavy’s face and up into the ceiling and shimmer the situation down. They didn’t lower their weapons as well, but at least they hadn’t shot me. That made them smarter than a few people I’ve had to deal with. “I’m here to hire you”
There was a long, drawn out, and completely left in silence pause as the three troopers stared at me in dumbfounded surprise.
“What?” One of them finally managed. They hadn’t shot me yet, that’s something that needs to be stated again.
“I have a job to offer, but tubby here shot me on sight” I shifted blame to the marauder, who immediately tried to jump up inside his unpowered armor to hit me and struggled in vain. “Can’t blame him. I was in a firefight with some BDSM wearing cyborg”
“Fine then” The two lowed their guns, a noticed slouch in their movement. Reading body language in power armor is HARD but something I’ve picked up through the years. “Commander is going to want know what happened anyway, better it come from you.” With one last wave closer I was brought deeper in the cave lead by one of the soldiers as the other dragged his friend along. I glanced around the cave as we moved into darkness, away from the lights set into the wall.
“Did you guys put those lights up?”
“No. Why?”
“Oh, idle wonderin’…”
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