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Blood & gold on the dunes Below (Kahun) (Open)

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Post by remmus » Tue Apr 13, 2010 10:23 am

Sighted as he fired of a grenade the shell sailing threw the air landing right into the front of a truck the explosion ripping threw the truck leaving it dead in the sand, the rest of the cars driving around it like dirty water pouring past a piece of junk.


As the group drew closer he stuffed away his launcher into the bag and pulled forth his shotgun, with worked in routine he loads it with shells one oddly painted with FB and the other with a E.

he took cover behind a dune hoping that fool would land and cover him on the ground before the mixed assortment of guns and RPGs sent his chopper violently sailing to the ground instead.
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Post by materwolf » Sat Apr 17, 2010 11:57 am

Tim's old combat days flashed back to him as he maneuvered the gunship around the confusion with ease. He grinned when he remembered the doorguns he had left mounted and set the chopper on the ground, jumping quickly to close one door and get the gun out on the other side. The M2 .50 calibre machine gun barked loudly as Tim's thumbs pressed teh butterfly lever, sending the large projectiles into the crowd of junkyard special cars and filthy occupants. Every 5th round a bright tracer would stream out and show where teh weapon was currently aimed, short three to five round bursts prevented the overheating as Tim growled low in his throat.

((OOC: Sorry it took so long to reply. My hard drive died and needed to be replaced.))
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Post by remmus » Sun Apr 18, 2010 8:53 am

As the bullets rips threw the wave they turn to putt a nearby dune between them and the .50 cal a mix of Kahun curse words and feral scream mixing with the roars and snarls of the engines. Remmus would smirks and aim the shotgun in a angle towards what´s left of the cars using the com to talk to Tim.

"Okey doggy be a good boy and cover eyes and ears, this is going to be loud" he fires of what at first seamed like a normal slug, it didn´t take long before all thought of that disappeared in a flash and a bang the sound wave whipping up the sand. Remmus grins his cyber modified eyes and ears saving him the pain and disorientation while he looks down upon the gang as vehicles twists and crashes creating a amoebic mass of furs and steel.

With a cold look in his eyes he raises the shotgun to aim at a exposed fuel tank the plea and cries of pain from the bandits falling deaf upon him.
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Post by materwolf » Sun Apr 18, 2010 11:29 am

As the explosion's shock wave hit him, Tim lost his balance and fell. His back and head thudding on the back wall of the chopper's interior as he looked at the cat, his ears ringing loudly. The disoriented wolf pulled himself to his feet, using the chopper's wall to do so. As the ringing finally died down, Tim shook his head out of the shock it was in as he clambored back into the pilot's seat and started the engines. It didn't take long for the "huey" to warm up. The rotor blades slapping the air loudly as Tim waited for Remmus to get back in the chopper before someone else found out about the gold as well.
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