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trans_92010-06-26 11:44 pm
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Death Throes
The battle raged on, but while the crew fought valiantly, the Ohm continued to come at them at full force.
Something had to be done, or they would soon be overrun.
Cargn, ever thinking of the larger picture, had released his familiar, Unit XXVI, at the beginning of the battle. It flew high above the battlefield, watching, waiting, searching for one target in particular.
And it had just found it.
The information was instantly transmitted to Cargn via his telepathic link with the machine. Even as he was fighting, he already had a battle plan forming in his head, centuries of experience being put to good use.
++Attention, all units,++ he calls over the comms, ++This is Brother Cargn. I have located the Node. Repeat, I have located the Node. I have currently formulated a plan to strike at it, and am assuming supervision of the ground ground forces for this operation.++
++To the following units,++ he continues, selecting those warriors nearby suited to the task at hand from his omnicomm, ++Form up on my position. We will assume the role of strike team, to destroy the Node. All other units will form up at the designated coordinates I have sent to your maps. You will provide a final push against the Ohm force, covering the strike team, and making an opening for them to penetrate the swarm and make their way to the Node.++
++You have your orders. Good luck, and Emperor's Blessings.++
[ooc: Open! Read here before tagging]
Something had to be done, or they would soon be overrun.
Cargn, ever thinking of the larger picture, had released his familiar, Unit XXVI, at the beginning of the battle. It flew high above the battlefield, watching, waiting, searching for one target in particular.
And it had just found it.
The information was instantly transmitted to Cargn via his telepathic link with the machine. Even as he was fighting, he already had a battle plan forming in his head, centuries of experience being put to good use.
++Attention, all units,++ he calls over the comms, ++This is Brother Cargn. I have located the Node. Repeat, I have located the Node. I have currently formulated a plan to strike at it, and am assuming supervision of the ground ground forces for this operation.++
++To the following units,++ he continues, selecting those warriors nearby suited to the task at hand from his omnicomm, ++Form up on my position. We will assume the role of strike team, to destroy the Node. All other units will form up at the designated coordinates I have sent to your maps. You will provide a final push against the Ohm force, covering the strike team, and making an opening for them to penetrate the swarm and make their way to the Node.++
++You have your orders. Good luck, and Emperor's Blessings.++
[ooc: Open! Read here before tagging]
Re: The Final Push
It's been hours. It feels like it's been days. He'd been separated from the other two 'Riders' a while ago, but fought on. After all, he couldn't just run back to them. He was a man, and a Rider. They took care of themselves.
He comes into a rubble-filled area, where a building used to be. It's clear of Ohm for the moment, he thinks, until he looks up at the surrounding area and finds Grenadiers and grunts in the parts of the surrounding buildings overlooking his position. "...A good trap." He has to acknowledge that as the grunts leap for him, and the Grenadiers start to fling their acid assaults. No way to dodge them all. I was hoping to avoid this, but it looks like I don't have a choice. Luckily, it doesn't look like anyone was near enough to be affected...
He looks up at the Ohm falling towards him and calls out. "REVERSE DOUBLE TYPHOON!" The twin fans on his belt both freeze, then spin backwards, releasing all of the energy they had stored. There's an explosion of power immediately around him, taking out several of the closest Ohm. And then there's a terrible sound, like a train coming. The air around V3 begins to swirl, picking up parts of Ohm, dust, and rubble. He's standing at the center of a massive tornado that tears apart several of the buildings around him, eliminating his insectoid attackers. It only lasts for a minute, and when it fades, a bloody and bruised Kazami Shiro is standing where V3 had been.
He won't be able to transform for three hours, cutting down his effectiveness, but hopefully he'd made enough of a difference before so that it wouldn't matter too much. Kazami turns, looking for a place to grab some cover so he can call for a quick rescue. He hears the sound of rubble moving, and whirls, putting his fists up to protect himself. However, it wasn't a threat. A humanoid figure, it was hard to tell if it was a crewmate or not due to a combination of the dust from his release of energy still in the air and the bad light, but it wasn't an insect. That was good enough for Kazami. Probably a crew mate or a leftover refugee.
"Hold on, let me give you a hand." He walks closer, placing his hand on the rock to help move it, and jerks. He looks down at the distinctly inhuman face, and burbles a little as it pulls its stinger from his chest. It strikes again, almost a dozen times in rapid succession, piercing through his chest and neck before finally letting him drop, satisfied that Kazami wasn't going to be getting up any time soon. The Assassin looks around, then cloaks and wanders off.
Kazami lives, being a cyborg meant that his organs weren't exactly in their normal shapes or forms. He was more machine than man, after all. But even he can't stay awake after that much damage.