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 Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 2:27 pm
Copy caught the communication from team three. and started givuing orders.
"Epsilon, This is the Captain. hold on, back up on the way. Aim for the joints and use your EMP grenades. Foxtrot is enroute."
he ended his transmission and looked to his comand. "Meat, Fett-Girl. get under cover and hold this position. Don't engage unless you have to." he pointed to Omikron. "rocket jockey, follow me, double time. we got some kind of tank droid on our hands."
He started hustling towards Epsilon's position.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 2:33 pm
Zeta emerged into the area the large melee droid was in, and wasted no time to take action. Taking out his carbine, he reloaded it and filled the droid with a whole clip.
It was pushed forward slightly by the blasts, then turned around, looking as irritated as a droid possibly can. It was also nearly unscathed.
Zeta stpped back in surprise and tossed his useless carbine away, taking out his medical vibro-saw instead. He realized he was more likely to hurt himself than the droid in this situation, but at least he was distracting it from the others.
It lunged at him; he dodged it nimbly and slashed at it with the saw. The blade made a plinking sound before shattering into millions of pieces. Apparently this armor was slagged and slapped together to last.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 2:34 pm
"I knew something like this was going to happen." He said and followed Copy ready for anything.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 2:36 pm
As the two hustled towards The contact Zone, Copy tried to call Zeta again.
"Doc, you there? whats the situation?'
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 2:39 pm
Zeta dodged another lunge, barely scraping by the droid's claws. "Rather busy, I'd say. When can you get here?" He ducked and dashed under the metal beast's legs, bringing up a more heavy duty vibro-blade to slash at its underside. It met the same fate as his other tool, much to his consternation.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 2:43 pm
"Just keep it busy. Omikron's packing for gundark. We'll be there in no time."
The ARC looked back at Omikron.
"Shift it troopy. we're on the clock." The ARC broke out into a jogging run as he closed the distance between Zeta's position and his and omikron's.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 2:45 pm
Zeta hoped he would. The droid was starting to learn from his movements. He dodged it again, an even closer shave this time. With another slash, the minimal armor on his chest had three huge gashes running from side to side. Zeta leapt to the side, let it follow, then dove under its legs once more to grab his blaster. He reloaded it while on his back, then aimed at the thing, closed his eyes, and fired another clip at it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 2:48 pm
Seeing what happened to Zeta's vibro blades, Epsilon but his away and pulled out his rifle. bringing it up to aim at the droid he began to scan for any week spots with his eyes. Come on, A wire, control box, opitcal sensor, anything. Then he spoted a lens, like the lense you could see on a holo cam. Squizeeing the trigger hes saw the lense shatter. He also saw the droid turn towards him. Oh sith spit, that wasn't smart.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 2:50 pm
"Hey you try running with a rocket launcher and heavy armor!" He said and tryed to run faster to help his fellow clone.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 2:56 pm
It had never occurred to Zeta to scan for weak spots. He reloaded again and blinked. This was his last clip. He took aim at a complicated-looking array on its back and fired. Most of the bolts hit it, flying against it with great speed and energy. Nothing happened, except now its attention was focused on him again.
Zeta sighed and tossed his carbine again, now bringing his fists up.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 2:57 pm
"Did. through seven kilometers in the driving rain. because jango told us to."
The ARC Climbed a hill of scrap and saw the situation below.
he gave a low whistle.
"Well now. thats a wall hanger. A real keeper." he motioned for Omokron to climb the hill and pointed at the droid. "aim for something vital. Im going to have a little chat with it."
he drew up his carbine, switched it to rapid fire and slid down the junk pile, blazing away with the carbine.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 3:01 pm
"Doc, move your a**!" Copy shouted, straffing the droid with blaster bursts as he moved around to Zeta's position.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 3:05 pm
Zeta gladly obliged. "All yours, Cap'n. I'll root for you." He hopped over to hide with Epsilon and Gamma.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 3:08 pm
Omikron cimed the hill and finally saw what was causing the sickly feeling in his stomach. "Holy sith! That thing is huge!" he commented and then aimed his launcher at what looked to be the head and then let a rocket fly. It hit and exploded in what he assumed to be the face. The thing then turned to him and out of pure instinct Omikron ran to circle around it to get another shot in.
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