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    Matthew McGonnegal

    Matthew rises to his feet and salutes his commander. He's almost ready to walk out of the meeting room when his eyes alight on the bottle Yoshioka had given to him. The corners of his mouth slowly lift into a sly smile. "Well now, looks like we'll be needing to get some rest if we're to be having a soiree. Better have a wee draught of something to make me drowsy." He picks up the bottle and starts heading towards the door. If he catches the Kuritan's eye, he'll pause to point at the bottle and look up at the man invitingly. Otherwise, he'll head back to his bunk, had a single large chug, and lay back down to get some rest.

    It was going to be a long night.
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    Ronin Sakay shakes his head vehemently at McGonnegal's offer as he scratches out his last notes on a scraggly old, dog-eared journal. Tucking his ballpen into the notebook's spine, he stows it away in his jacket's breast pocket.

    Bowing to the Major's dismissal, before departing the room, he catches up to him. Saluting briefly and trying to keep his thoughts from the tackle-gutpunch-jawcrack the bigger guy line that he had learned while running with the yakuza gangs and the Legion of Vega, he asks Kolt, "Sir, these... inferno rounds... do you mean to say that even my mech has been outfitted with these? If so, then will firing them be even hotter than firing regular missiles?"
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    Following the Major as well, waiting for Yoshi to leave, Zeissa can't help but smirk at Yoshi for his comment. But she quickly turns away, wanting no conflict, she didn't know the outwards design of the missiles.

    Once she's had her conversation with the boss she'll make her way to the bar then to McGonnegal's bunk to find him. "Want to talk about the mission Matthew?" she asks in a friendly tone.
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    Sgt. Feldbaum

    Sgt. Feldbaum turns towards the vehicle bays, ostensibly to check out the repair job on his ride, partially to get himself psyched up for the mission: bold, daring manuevers would be required, and it was necessary to be ready for it.

    "Well, that convoy wasn't too well covered, so maybe we can pull this one off, even if it does look a mess now... If not, maybe it's better to go out in a blaze of glory than die of old age on the farm..."
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    Well, if you need me, I will be catching up on some sleep. He rises to his feet and winces. He brings his watch up, stares it for a moment, and then shakes his head. When that fails to produce result more to his liking, he shakes the watch. When that fails too, he accuses it Liar. He reaches into a pocket and produces a bottle of pills, two of which he takes and washes down with a swig of coffee. Leaving the drink, he takes the noteputer and the bottle back to his cabin and collapses into the bunk.

    After some rest, a shower, and a change of clothes, he is ready to face the world again-but first a sandwich. After eating, he makes his way to the Viper's vehicle bay to check on his tank-the idea of others working on his ride still bothered him. He had spent long hours on that stupid garrison job tuning it so it moved as an extension of his will. The last thing he needed was some astech going and screwing all that work up-especially one of the new ones, who may not have been told to be careful with the Blaze. His Blaze.

    To his pleasant surprise, however, his inspection reveals his fears are completely unfounded. Thanks, he says to the tech in charge, I couldn't have done a better job myself. Then he spends some time meticulously adding a black and a white band to the base of the laser barrel-kill markers.

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    Matthew McGonnegal

    McGonnegal had just quaffed a sizable portion of the bottle and was getting ready to lay down for some sleep. He had just begun brushing his teeth when the door slid open and someone walked in. Matthew turned to see that it was the female MechWarrior of their unit - Private Wiedhurst.

    Once she's had her conversation with the boss she'll make her way to the bar then to McGonnegal's bunk to find him. "Want to talk about the mission Matthew?" she asks in a friendly tone.
    Matthew holds a finger up on one hand while continuing to finish scrubbing his molars. In a few more seconds he went ahead and spit out the remaining suds and rinsed his mouth once with a handful of water from the sink. He then dabbed his face off with a towel, and turned to Zeissa with a sheepish smile.

    "Sorry about that, lass. You caught me right before bedtime. Come on in, have a seat if you'd like. Drink?" He points to the increasingly-empty bottle resting on his bed. Whether or not she accepts, he waits for her to choose before continuing.

    "There's not much to discuss, really. The two of us have a tough scrap ahead. We'll need to bear the brunt of the counterattack while the others retreat. It willnae be easy, but it's the best plan we've got." For a second Matthew seems to stare off into space and his eyes occasionally flit left to right. It looks as though he's crunching the numbers in his head, and the look on his face shows that he's not pleased with the results. "Just keep mobile, aye? We dinnae have to beat them ourselves; just stay alive long enough for the landslide to handle them."

    After a short, uncomfortable pause he seems to wake himself up from his grave mood with a shrug of his shoulders and a weak smile. "Still, if we're in for the fight of our lives, we may as well be all prettied up for it, aye?" He turns back to the sink and starts washing his face. The cold water helps to wash away his negative thoughts - a little.
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    Matthew holds a finger up on one hand while continuing to finish scrubbing his molars. In a few more seconds he went ahead and spit out the remaining suds and rinsed his mouth once with a handful of water from the sink. He then dabbed his face off with a towel, and turned to Zeissa with a sheepish smile.

    "Sorry about that, lass. You caught me right before bedtime. Come on in, have a seat if you'd like. Drink?" He points to the increasingly-empty bottle resting on his bed. Whether or not she accepts, he waits for her to choose before continuing.

    "There's not much to discuss, really. The two of us have a tough scrap ahead. We'll need to bear the brunt of the counterattack while the others retreat. It willnae be easy, but it's the best plan we've got." For a second Matthew seems to stare off into space and his eyes occasionally flit left to right. It looks as though he's crunching the numbers in his head, and the look on his face shows that he's not pleased with the results. "Just keep mobile, aye? We dinnae have to beat them ourselves; just stay alive long enough for the landslide to handle them."

    After a short, uncomfortable pause he seems to wake himself up from his grave mood with a shrug of his shoulders and a weak smile. "Still, if we're in for the fight of our lives, we may as well be all prettied up for it, aye?" He turns back to the sink and starts washing his face. The cold water helps to wash away his negative thoughts - a little.
    She accepts the drink.
    "Maneuver warfare it is McGonnegal."

    "Auld Lang Syne to you Matthews. Good night." she closes the door.
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    "Yoooom, yatta kum pak boom...", come some jaunty, off-key tunes wafting from the common shower room.

    "Tuuuu-raya tung-kiri-tok
    Turururok-tururururok
    Kum sheeee ya hong koom"
    , Yoshi's voice sings out in a senseless shanty as he soaps and scrubs beneath a steamy shower nozzle set on full blast.

    "Hurururum
    Trum-tu-tum
    Kaaaaaaaiiiiii-ya-haaaaay
    Yooorrrraaaa-ka-taaaaaaaaay!"
    he roars out in a mock-tenor voice set to drown out karaoke kings.

    "Fust-che!" he suddenly swears as suds get into his eyes. Wiping off the irritant, he commences his rinsing with yet another bawdy song.

    "Naaaaaa-tayyyyyen ni Kuuuuuuu-dang-dang!
    Naaaaaaaaangeg ku kinnnni Ro-man
    Diiiiiiii-na-mag ku nu inya
    Ti impataaaaaaaaay
    Ni Kudang-daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!"
    Finally finishing his awful shanties, he towels off then walks into the locker room, scratching his crotch.

    He then pulls on and tightens the knot of a pair of clean cotton trousers then fastens his gi in place. Whistling merrily as he puts his insufferable jacket back on, he takes out the laser pistol from its holster and juggles it along with a couple of coins and his kunai up until his room. There, he stows everything away in the chest at the bed's foot then lies down to sleep, but not before praying for his family and his comrades-at-arms at the Shinto shrine beside the bed.

    Hardly had he closed his eyes than he sits back up and slaps his forehead. Groping in the darkness, he searches out his alarm clock and sets the ringer to a couple of hours before the appointed mission departure.

    DRING-DING-DING-DING!

    CLONK! "GAH!" he yells then rubs his head then throws the alarm clock that had fallen upon his head across the room and crashing against the far wall but it refuses to shatter. Grumbling, he performs his devotions before the shrine and then, as a clincher for his morning ceremony, he takes a guzzle from the sake bottle within the shrine, gargles with the liquor then sprays half his load at the shrine's copper idol while swallowing the rest.

    With none but the graveyard-shift guards and techs around, he proceeds to the hangar and there, in the relatively open space, practices some katas of both Arnis and Karatedo. For a while he loses himself in the timeless rhythm of kicks, jumps, punches, steps, chops and turns, in the sweetness of sweat and the bitterness of muscle burn.

    Suddenly, while pausing for a breather, he notices that the common chronometer in the hangar says that there are only 43 minutes left until departure. Yoshi sprints to the mess hall and gasps out his order of beef ramen and vegetables. Gasping out his thanks, he wolfs down his food and then guzzles down one full litre of water on his way out.

    Jogging back to the common bathroom, he takes a swift shower then ducks back out to the hangar. There, he paces around his Kamikaze and inspects the repair work on the battlemech. Despite the Major's words that it was a rush job, apparently everything was fine, even the SRM4 when he climbed into the cockpit for a quick testfire without the ammo feed.

    Patting the metallic behemoth, he thinks, Ah, this sure beats hauling crates... Spying the hunched and weary forms of some of the technicians, he clambers back down the mech and sprints towards them. Reaching them, he taps the leader's jaw and from his slack mouth seemingly produces a small bottle of gin which he tosses into the hands of the tech's astonished comrades. "Domo arigato!" he says as he runs back, grinning at his own trick...
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    "Oyasuminasai." Zeissa responds with a casual smile as he passes by on her way into the bay. Once in the hangar she'll bug the technicians to ask what modifications are possible for the mission.

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    Matthew McGonnegal

    After Zeissa's somewhat-odd salutation, Matthew sprawls out onto his bed and gets another few hours of well-needed sleep.



    McGonnegal wakes up around 1700. Still wearing the t-shirt and shorts that he went to bed in, he shuffles down to the mess to grab a tray of whatever type of processed slop was on the menu. He'd learned through trial and error that, whatever it was, it tasted better if he just mixed it all together. After a few minutes of force-feeding himself, he grabs a cup of coffee and walks back to his room. He sits down on the edge of his bed and stares at the terrain map he and the others had been issued. Only the gradual cooling of the liquid in his cup keeps him aware of the passage of time as he continues to absorb himself in his studies; he carefully notes the highest elevation points on the canyon walls, the chokepoint entrance to the northwest, and the open terrain near the water to the southeast. His mind races through details that may be needed for the upcoming battle.

    When his alarm goes off an hour later, Matthew finally shakes himself out of his pensive mood and starts getting dressed for the night. The attire still isn't much different; a black tanktop and shorts made of a polyester material that allows sweat to bleed through, and his cooling vest. He examines himself once in the mirror, and turns to leave the room. As he does so, he spies the nearly-empty bottle sitting on his trunk. He smiles. "One more for the road, aye?" He finishes the last sip from the bottle, lays it down on his bed, and jokingly addresses it before he walks out the door. "If we all come back from this one in a single piece, you can bet I'll be bringing you a friend!"

    Minutes later, he's in the cockpit of his Javelin, inputting his access codes and warming the warmachine for the job to come. As its fusion engine begins to hum, McGonnegal pats the control console in front of him. "We're in for a big night tonight, friend. Let's both come back from it, aye?"
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    With an orderly salute in McGonnegal's direction Zeissa passes by his machine and enters her own Valkyrie for the pre-mission preps.

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    Justin adds the last details to his tank with a flourish. He climbs down off the the turret and leaps from the reactor housing down to the bay floor, landing with catlike grace. He checked the chronometer as he washed off the paint on his hand and arms. Two hours left. What to do, what to do. Eating was out-he never ate less than three hours prior to an event-saved weight. Drinking was also out-he never understood why people would go and voluntarily handicap themselves in an activity where they fought tooth and nail for every advantage. No, both drinking and gluttony were best saved for the victory bash afterwards-the victory making both all the sweeter.

    The map, he recalled, I need to see the map. His mind made up, he makes his way back to his room, sets the alarm to alert him 50 minutes prior to mission time, spreads the map out on his bunk, and examines it, picking out features that could win him an edge at a hundred klicks per.

    The alarm's shrill sound pierces the air, jolting the Lieutenant from his concentration. He reaches up and slaps it off. Alright, time to dress up. Unlike the MechWarriors, locked up in their sweatboxes, who wore as little as possible, Justin could pretty much wear whatever he damn well pleased. And tonight, what pleased him was a pair of jeans and a T-shirt-an outfit that he had worn many times on summer's nights races. Over that went a flak jacket-not a part of his normal racing attire, but then again, despite the talk, the people on the circuit were not actually trying to kill you. He grimaced while sliding his left arm into the jacket, the move sending a jolt of pain down his back. Usually, he corrected himself. The bottle stood on the nightstand, and he took two before tucking it into a pocket on the jacket. Finally came the gunbelt, with his hand flamer and a pair of extra fuel cells in case one was not enough to incinerate a target to his liking.

    Making his way back to where his Blaze of Glory lay, he started his habitual pre-race check. On an intellectual level, he knew the gesture was waste of time-he had already checked it earlier that day, and the chances of sabotage in the Viper's vehicle bay were slim to none. Nevertheless, old habits die hard, and besides, the ritual was important to him. Completing the outside check, he climbs in, and dogs the hatch behind him. He then piles into the seat and closes up his jacket. He reaches into another pocket and produces a pair of fingerless black leather gloves, which he slides on. He had spent years trying to find a match to the pair his Uncle had given to him for his 18th birthday-a pair that had burned up with his previous career.

    As nobody really cared about non-'Mech vehicles, it seemed, a simple alphanumeric code was all that was needed to grant access to to the controls. He punched in the startup sequence, bringing the slumbering Leenex 145 to life. Displays lit up, lights came on, and cycled through startup until everything showed green.

    And with that, he finally buckles into the restraining harness.

    Burnout, ready to party.
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    CLONK!

    ...Yoshi hits one of his machine's processors by its screen again, sorting out the choppy engine monitor, muttering, "Cursed Coventric crap... only so much repairs can do... a flawed product is a flawed product..."

    Finally, it comes into focus. Almost all the lights, screens and switches are set. The fusion reactor beneath the seat of his pants hums with power while the ewly-washed myomers flex and flash. Weapons systems show no bugs.. for once... while targetting checks in at full efficiency.

    Donning the neurohelmet, he runs through the final preparations carefully, remembering his Sensei Iado's caution against the hotstart. Donning the neurohelmet and tapping comms on, he reports in, "Ronin here. Let's rock and roll" Ahhh... alliteration...
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    Harlon

    Looking around the complex one last time before jumping into the cockpit and donning his cooling vest and neurohelmet. His stomach finally beginning to adjust to the gravitational pull of the dropship screaming into the planet.

    The last thump and the dropship doors opened, the giant machines lead the way into the darkness beyond, followed behind by the hovercrafts. He watched and waited as his command fanned out to their appropriated positions, frustrated that radio silence was to be maintained. They all knew the plan, hit the defenses simultaniously, looks like they were about to see if coordination was their strong-suit.

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    Zeissa hits the jumpjets and swings her mechs thrusters against 0711.

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    Seeing a 'mech jump in over the hill, Sgt. Feldbaum throttles his Pegasus forward, cruising northward into 1111, preparing to launch off the inferno rounds into the nearby buildings, if he can get a sensor readout...
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    Cruising along with the external lights doused and all sensors on passive to avoid betrying his position, Justin cruised along solely by the tank's UV headlamps and starlight imagers. To the J. Edgar, there was no difference between the water and an eight-lane highway, save the occasional spray that rose up to cover the front of the tank. Air warmed by the tank's fusion core and directed over the viewscreen kept Justin's vision unobstructed.

    Taking the blaze of one of the unit's BattleMech's jump jets as the sign, he throttles up and swings around to the clear space to the west of the base, bringing the TTS and sensor array to active mode. Thumb-selecting Inferno rounds for the SRMs, he quickly takes in the data presented to him and selects his targets.

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    If only to ensure that th Kommandos never got an easy run, the sensor grid of the Valkyrie lit up everywhere. Before having a chance to change the landing trajectory, powered-down mechs were sorrounding the mech. Signals went off detecting and analysis the mechs which were already active and those beginning to power up. Only one vehicle was detect but there were bound to be many moe hiden inside the buildings, crews scrambling to get them online.

    As the hovercraft began making for the shore a light naval craft sped out of a small cave entrance, reading its weapons to catch the hovercraft by surprise.
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    Whaddaheck?! I thought the Jumpers weren't supposed to come in yet! Yoshi's mind screams as he sees the Valkyrie jump into the bandit-controlled canyon.

    His eyes nearly pop out of their sockets when he sees the rough sensor scans and he feels his mouth go dry. Kami's curses! It's an ambush!

    Hands roaring hot with battle-fever fly over the controls. In a trice, he brings the inferno-tipped SRMs to the forefront of the firing line and keys both of the missile systems under one trigger.

    Targetting the (?) Wasp at the mouth of the canyon, he sends his Commando into a brisk half-speed trot. Midway through the charge, his medium laser spears through the darkness of the night. Right before impact, he releases a full spread of missiles, twisting his torso to compensate for his opponent's inevitable evasive maneuvres.

    Finally closing the gap between the two towering warmachines, Yoshi gives the pedals a stuttered stomp, sending the Kamikaze into a short leap forward. Two huge legs churn the air in inertic locomotion and then the right leg lashes forward in a savage kick as the left touches back down in a mockery of the famed Crane Style.

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    As soon as she is able to Zeissa steers her machine towards 1113 or even into the water right behind the ship if she can reach it as she alpha strikes the boat, firing her laser and targeting for a missile lock.
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    Spright

    As soon as Zeissa's Valkyrie begins to lift into the air, McGonnegal's jaw clenches in frustration. Not wanting to break radio silence and reveal himself (as was the plan), all he can do is shout to himself in anger. "Damned gomeril! Be a gone corbie, she!" He fumes for a few moments, only to soon find himself recalling part of his childhood - his father's voice admonishing him for using non-English euphemisms. He scoffs at himself and grips angrily at his controls, biding his time until the Jump Team's moment actually arrives.

    It gives him plenty of time to ruminate.

    Ball's up on the slates, anyway. Just missing myself, planked here...

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    Movement: To 1008 Facing North
    Firing: Medium Laser at J.Edgar Light Hover Tank, hits LS, takes 5 damage, 14 armour remaining
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    The Saracen swerves to the right to bring its missiles to play. As it transitions seamlessly from open water to desert hardpan, its turret blossoms fire. The LRMs arc high into the sky before coming down on the distant Wasp like falling stars, while a pair of SRMs streak across the compound and explode into a conflagration turning night into day, while a final quartet streak out towards the Savannah Master.

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    Incidental: Cruise F1/R/F6, 8 MP, 7 Hexes, TMM +3, ending 1309/1.

    Incidental: Turret rotate to 6.

    Complex: Engage multiple targets without secondary target modifiers.

    Target 1: Wasp; engage with LRM-10 (TN 9).
    Target 2: Hex 608; engage with 1xSRM-2 firing Inferno (success automatic, as even if I miss, the hex is still on fire).
    Target 3: Savannah; engage with 2xSRM-2 firing regular ammo(TN 7).

    To-hit rolls: LRM, SRM, SRM (2d6=9, 2d6=10, 2d6=7)

    Damn-these guys are like clones of Nasty K. Three hits.

    Missile Hits-LRM, SRM, SRM (2d6=8, 2d6=7, 2d6=8)
    6 LRMs, 3 SRMs. Wasp takes group of 5 and group of 1 to the right column. Savannah takes three groups of two to the right column.

    Missile Hits-LRM, SRM, SRM (2d6=8, 2d6=7, 2d6=8)

    Missile Hits-LRM, SRM, SRM (2d6=8, 2d6=7, 2d6=8)
    Wasp takes 5 damage to RT. 2 Armor left.
    Wasp takes 1 damage to RT. 1 Armor left.
    Savannah takes 2 damage to RS. 4 Armor left.
    Savannah takes 2 damage to RS. 2 Armor left.
    <MOVEMENT SYSTEM DAMAGED>
    Savannah takes 2 damage to RS. Armor destroyed.
    And Hex 608 is now on fire.
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    Harlon

    At the sudden awakening of the guard units, his wolfhound kicked into action. Before even having a thought as to how to respond to this situation a hostile battlemech rushed around the mountain line, alerting the rest of the base to their prescence. His computer quickly resgestured it as a wasp chassis.

    "Alright everyone, hit em' now, set as many buildings as you can on fire. Chaos is the key, if we burn the buildings, we take out the crews before they can ready their tanks!"

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    Movement: To 0304, Facing south
    Firing: Medium Laser at Wasp WSP-1K, hits, takes 5 damage to LL, 1 Armour remaining
    Medium Laser at Wasp WSP-1K, hits, takes 5 damage to RT, 1 internal structure remaining
    Medium Laser at Wasp WSP-1K, hits, takes 5 damage to LT, 2 Armour remaining
    Physical: Kick at Wasp WSP-1K, hits, takes 7 damage to RL, Armour destroyed, 3 Internal Structure remaining
    <<<Critical Hit>>> On Foot
    Wasp WSP-1K passes.
    Heat: Raise 10, sinks 10, Total = 0
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    Movment: To 1314, facing southeast
    Firing: SRM 4 at Saracen Medium Hover Tank, miss
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    Scimitar (which I believe was the target of that last shot?)

    Cruise around to 1213, turn to face SE (6MP, I believe), fire on rear arc of hydrofoil, using both sets of SRMs, and a probably off-target AC/5

    (can't let it take out the APC)
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    Zeissa will fire her LRM as well if she does not need a missile lock.

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    The threat reciver chirps a warning as the Savannah comes aorund gunning for Justin. He tries to cut towards the Savannah, but the gunner was ready for the move, its laser flaring out to slag armor away from the J. Edgar's flank. Falling back on his native Mandarin, he uttered "Ta ma de!" as he swung around to get a laser shot of his own at the Savannah's SRM damaged flank, but Valkryie's guns beat him to the job.

    He swung back to the right, aiming for the Wasp. Then he suddenly whipped the tank into a punishing left-hand turn, swinging the rear end around to bring it through 150 degrees in seconds. He set his sights on his true target-the hangars at the end of the row. When the the lock tone sounded, he mashed the trigger, sending a spread of missiles into the night. He grinned broadly as the hangars he had targeted exploded into a blazing holocaust as the warheads detonated and scattered their lethal contents far and wide. Then the laser flared out into another building, but failing to penetrate deep enough to set it ablaze.

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    Damnit people, do I have to do all the arson around here?

    Simple: Flank L/F1/R/F5/L/F1/LL/F1/R/F2/R, 17 MP, 10 hexes, TMM +4, ending 0709/5.

    Incidental: Rotate turret to 5.

    Simple: Fire.
    Primary Target: Hex 0510. Engage with 1xML, trying to set fire (TN 3, keep roll for SM)
    Secondary Target: Hex 0809. Engage with 1xSRM-2 firing Inferno (Success automatic; targeting building from adjacent hex)
    Secondary target: Hex 0710. Engage with 1xSRM-2 firing Inferno (Success automatic; targeting building from adjacent hex)

    Shooting Savannah (2d6=6)

    Hit.


    Roll to set Hex 0510 on fire (2d6=5)

    Failed.

    Hexes 0809 and 0710 now on fire.
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    Scimitar Medium Hover Tank Actions:
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    Movement: To 1203 facing southeast
    Firing: SRM 2 at Sea Skimmer Hydrofoil , miss
    SRM 2 at Sea Skimmer Hydrofoil, 2 missiles hit
    Sea Skimmer Hydrofoil takes 2 damage to RR, 4 armour remaining,
    Sea Skimmer Hydrofoil takes 2 damage to RR, 2 armour remaining
    <<<CRITICAL HIT>>>
    Power Plant explodes! Vehicle destroyed!
    Physical: performs victory dance


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