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[Reaver Company Inc.]

Central Dogma, contacting pilot Aoelus; Alpha Wing Commander.
Your suggested course of action has been noted, and Primary Authority has agreed that it is the right action. HQ on Manhattan has been notified. Shock troop and SiN|Tech HevWep squads are preparing to contain the situation.

Current orders: Bring Subject 8473 to base on Atka station. Assemble Alpha wing. After Subject is secured with Conditioning Unit 3, proceed to Pueblo Station and assist in any mop-up procedures. The Liberty Navy has been alerted and will dispatch the Battlegroup Mt.SaintHellens to keep the station clear of any new threats and to assist in maintaining quarantine.

ALERT: Failure to engage Decontamination procedures may have resulted in unexpected mutation and destruction of property. Rescue of Subject 8473 has negated any penalties for this action, Primary Authority indicating that the Rouge attack broke quarantine and that a Code Omega might not have cleansed the station to desirable levels.

Please acknowledge new orders.

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Aoelus was wrong in one respect, assuming that everyone was dead. This was not the case, as the now 4 man team of would attest to. Rather pointedly as one of them fired off a Scatter Gun round that popped a mutant's head like an over pressurized red-paint filled balloon.

"Clear!" The man growled out from behind the faceplate of his helm. Two others were armed with the SiN|Tech exclusive EMRG-43 Type R and the last was a 'Heavy' sporting another SiN|Tech exclusive, the LMBRBG-10. The rifles were similar to the antiqued F-AMAS in design, but instead of using explosive chemicals to propel little bits of metal, the EMRG-43 used electro-magnetic energy to propel needles of metal downrange at speeds upwards of Mach 2. They were effective anti-personnel weapons, penetrating all but the heaviest of body armor. The LMBRBG-10, or 'Ripper' as it was known to the grunts for it's ability to rip through most opposition and ammunition with equal gusto, worked on the principle of 'If one is good, then 6 must be better!' It was simply that, 6 blasters wrapped up into one mini-gun configuration. Quite nasty pieces of work, able to take on both infantry and light vehicles.

But you don't want to hear about those. You want to hear about more 'splody brains, right? Well, you are in luck. The 'Heavy' noticed a group of hapless Rouges bumbling down the blood slicked corridor and decided today was not a day for mercy.

"Down in front!" He barked, and the third member rolled to the side as the 'Heavy' leveled his weapon. The barrels clicked menacingly as they spun up to speed, faster and faster until with a loud roar the weapon poured deadly energy into the oncoming mass. Bolts flew down the hall and impacted into the Rouges. Those who were lucky saw their chests blossom with blood like obscene flowers then died. Those who were not, well...

Some were cut in half, literally. Others lost limbs, like arms, legs, and heads. Still others just folded like wet cardboard and flew apart into bloody chunks. At last the glowing barrels clicked to a halt, and the blood soaked hallway was now a blood-drenched hallway.

"Clear." He said, a hint of maniacal laughter creeping into his voice.

One of the rifle armed soldiers paused for a moment, then aimed briefly and fired of a round. There was a loud 'CRACK!' as the projectile broke the sound barrier, and the head of a Rouge who had survived the massive onslaught of energy burst open.

"-Now-, it's clear." the soldier grinned at the Heavy from behind her helm. The Heavy just scowled.

"Come on, let's move!" The one with the Scatter Gun urged the team onward, to find still more mutants and Rouges to kill. -Someone- had to keep this place clean, didn't they?

*OOC: Anyone who want's to join in this little bit of "fun" is welcome to do so. This isn't so much of a planned story, but a RP event on the forums. As customary, nobody -important- dies unless you want them too.*

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