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Grim Darkness, Only War, You Know The Drill.

@Eisenhorn Your turn now.

Grim Darkness, Only War, You Know The Drill.

Turuk was openly grinning ear to ear at the level of carnage his earlier ripper volley had caused the onrushing mob of greenskins. He seemed to almost hug the weapon in his bear-like grip for several seconds with a gleeful shout of "You do well!" He was almost too caught up in his celebrating to notice the ever so 'sneaky' of orks that was swiftly approaching. Almost. With a bellowed warcry of "For Emprah!" He levelled his cannon-like firearm once again, and opened fire.

Tuur was also rather excited by the chattering of gunfire, though it had to be said that he got a greater rush in the fact that he'd managed to dodge the crude slugs the sluggas fired. He seemed to vibrate with the thrill of the fight and had the look of a man gone wild...wilder, in his eyes. Clutching his, not entirely munitorium issue, autogun he peered over the parapet of the trenches and gave off a small cry of joy upon seeing the purple clad giant that was the kommando nob. "Turuk! Shoot wiv me! Dey ain't got no chance 'ere!" He shouted with a manic laugher following. Tuur then raised himself up and began to fire his crude lead-spitter into the general direct of the Orks.

Turuk took note of the words of his smaller ally, and pulled the trigger at the same time as his comrade. He had learned something about his gun, that being that the burst limiter could in fact be gotten around by simply releasing then pressing the trigger down once more. He used it to deadly effect, as a hail of lead shot was mercilessly flung at where the Orks had been last seen.

Of the dozen, ten found their mark. With a crack, four Orks had their flesh blow open and their bones reduced to cracked fragments as the low-velocity slugs pierced tough orkoid flesh and splattered their blood across their fellows. One of the orks caught in the hail of shot was the very kommando that had been leading the orks. The nob went down with a sickening crunching noise as many of the pellets found root across his skull, causing immense rents across his gnarled face and staining his purple clothing red with leaking vitae even as his neck was broken by the sheer force of the assault.

Grim Darkness, Only War, You Know The Drill.

Alright so.

Free Actions:
Volley Fire!
Volley Fire!
- Both to be in time with my own shooting.

Half Action:
Full Auto Burst
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5 Hits

Half Action: Full Auto Burst
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5 Hits

Damage:
10 Ripper Shotgun hits at 1d10+8
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16
18
12
17
12
16
14
15
14
17
= 151 Damage

Grim Darkness, Only War, You Know The Drill.

@MaxxRocker @Eisenhorn

So, since we all managed to roll 13's (or 14's) who wants to go first? Probably easier than rolling.

Fallout: Fall of The Brotherhood of Steel [Rebooting and Accepting]

Kurt had stood perfectly motionless upon being addressed by who he still just assumed to be an officer of sorts, it was easier for him to process it that way as it was. He stood with perfect parade stance, only thing missing was an actual parade grade garment. As was usual, he simply listened with all the dogged attention that he so normally did. He wasn't fazed whatsoever by the mentioning of sewers, his previous organisation had more or less lived in a series of massive underground sewers for decades, ghouls, mutants, and any other creature be damned if they so desired.

Upon hearing that the group should study the map, Kurt marched up to the wall where the map was located and looked upon it with immense interest. He noted each winding pass and each tiny area that had the best chance of being defended if so required. His hand went to rest where his entrenching tool, he had some, ideas when it came to combat in these sewers...

Fallout: Fall of The Brotherhood of Steel [Rebooting and Accepting]

@Sleeth Thanks.

Grim Darkness, Only War, You Know The Drill.

Here
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10+3 = 13

Grim Darkness, Only War, You Know The Drill.

@Natsucooldude So how many orks are left over?

Grim Darkness, Only War, You Know The Drill.

Oh my. I do guess it's time for the four mangled up orkz then.

Fallout: Fall of The Brotherhood of Steel [Rebooting and Accepting]

Kurt was still largely unimpressed by the actions of the bickering soldiers. 'It shouldn't have had to come to this' he thought, folding the head of his entrenching tool and placing it back on his tool belt. He wasn't entirely sure why aiding the travelling merchant was even an issue, if he was aiding the enemy then his summary execution would be needed, if not then he may be able to walk free...with all his limbs intact. Shaking his head softly, Kurt walked over to where Kenneth had swaggered off to.

Hastily pulling out his pen, Kurt scribbled something down hastily on a small piece of crumpled up and dirty scrap paper he had on his person. It read as follows: "While I don't see why you fought, if that traveler has goods that could have aided us then we should have taken them." It was a simple message but conveyed the nigh mechanical emotions and cold, perhaps unnerving, logic that Kurt stood by. Survival was all that mattered here.