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Post by Lt. Oliver Hudson on Sept 16, 2019 17:58:56 GMT -6
Returning to the silo, the work here had come to a stop with the column being thicker than their drills. The silo was also in the middle of evacuation with the pods being lifted out and the reactor being disassembled in an anticipation for explosions. Reshaping the C4 explosives, Oliver knew if they could direct the explosion that they would get further but had a secondary option on hold. Securing a steel plate to the hole, operations stopped as they detonated the explosives only to create a crater.
Zero progress so option B. Tapping his radio, Oliver had them unwrap the plastic sheets to limit the area affected; "Colonel Chase, bring down the torch and let's do this your way," tossing his gear aside since they would be working with hot water.
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Post by Col. Jason 'Pathfinder' Chase on Sept 16, 2019 18:50:12 GMT -6
Returning to the silo, the work here had come to a stop with the column being thicker than their drills. The silo was also in the middle of evacuation with the pods being lifted out and the reactor being disassembled in an anticipation for explosions. Reshaping the C4 explosives, Oliver knew if they could direct the explosion that they would get further but had a secondary option on hold. Securing a steel plate to the hole, operations stopped as they detonated the explosives only to create a crater. Zero progress so option B. Tapping his radio, Oliver had them unwrap the plastic sheets to limit the area affected; "Colonel Chase, bring down the torch and let's do this your way," tossing his gear aside since they would be working with hot water. Wearing a wetsuit, Jason carried a torch while a few Marines carried the machine with a hose leading to the surface. Pulling out a marker, Jason drew an outline of a rectangle before he slipped on his tactical glasses; "This should take a few hours but just stay back," pulling the trigger with the water pushing through at high pressure and began to cut through the concrete. Warmed and recycled, the surface had a hundred thousand gallons of water on standby while harvesting the ice to prepare more water if he needs it. Jason knew White was dirty since even from the sidelines of the war too many were dying but knew the leadership was pushing for victory early on. If he would've stay, maybe, he could've prevent some of it but there was no way to know.
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Npc Terran Military
Terran Defense Forces
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Terra uber alle
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Post by Npc Terran Military on Sept 18, 2019 14:14:58 GMT -6
Resting in the fluid taken from the silo, Liam had a face mask on while his body rapidly healed which meant this fluid was produced. Emerging from the tub, they had mixed it with a compound that let him breathe underwater which meant excessive coughing to get the fluid out of his lungs. Sitting upright, Liam noticed an impending message from Kodiak with a fingerprint required for access: As you may or may not know but General Lucius White has been arrested for treacherous activities done during the Corinth/Spartan War including killing fellow SFs. On top of this new information, there is conclusive evidence that he cooperated with the Cylons and may have compromised both Kobol and Avalon. With great consideration, it has been decided that you will be promoted to Brigadier General. You'll be leading Artic and Othos Operations. In the meantime, secure the silo as well as neutralize the weapon but we will side with your decisions. Good luck, General Stonebridge.Surprised by Kodiak, Liam really wasn't expecting this but knew what had to be done as he turned to Bishop; "We might have to move the survivors here so create a large clean environment." Assistant; Lieutenant Charles Grimes Walking into the room, Charles wore his dress uniform since he had been working for Kodiak for a long time and used to doing his job a specific way. Holding a tablet, he approached the new General as he placed his hands behind his back; "Kodiak sent me. He feels that I can assist you with local operations till operations end or till he can come down. I reviewed the progress and...are you sure about waking these people up?" Finding tribespeople was new but if absolute care wasn't taken then they might as well be dead from the environment.
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Cmdr. Liam Stonebridge
Terran Defense Forces
Chief Weapons Officer
Posts: 85
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Post by Cmdr. Liam Stonebridge on Sept 19, 2019 1:30:22 GMT -6
Resting in the fluid taken from the silo, Liam had a face mask on while his body rapidly healed which meant this fluid was produced. Emerging from the tub, they had mixed it with a compound that let him breathe underwater which meant excessive coughing to get the fluid out of his lungs. Sitting upright, Liam noticed an impending message from Kodiak with a fingerprint required for access: As you may or may not know but General Lucius White has been arrested for treacherous activities done during the Corinth/Spartan War including killing fellow SFs. On top of this new information, there is conclusive evidence that he cooperated with the Cylons and may have compromised both Kobol and Avalon. With great consideration, it has been decided that you will be promoted to Brigadier General. You'll be leading Artic and Othos Operations. In the meantime, secure the silo as well as neutralize the weapon but we will side with your decisions. Good luck, General Stonebridge.Surprised by Kodiak, Liam really wasn't expecting this but knew what had to be done as he turned to Bishop; "We might have to move the survivors here so create a large clean environment." Assistant; Lieutenant Charles Grimes Walking into the room, Charles wore his dress uniform since he had been working for Kodiak for a long time and used to doing his job a specific way. Holding a tablet, he approached the new General as he placed his hands behind his back; "Kodiak sent me. He feels that I can assist you with local operations till operations end or till he can come down. I reviewed the progress and...are you sure about waking these people up?" Finding tribespeople was new but if absolute care wasn't taken then they might as well be dead from the environment. Putting on his jacket with the single star on his shoulders, Liam knew everyone knew what was on the line and precautions were being taken. Turning to the well dressed man, he began suiting up with new gear which reminded him of Michael when he was General; "Bishop is leading that with Armstrong so our best is doing that while we're disarming the device and going to clean out the silo. Everything is going to Defiance and even going to extract the crash site with our dead." Tossing the tablet aside, Liam was aggravated that he was being babysat from someone so far away; "Either unpack your gear or fly back and tell Kodiak to prepare for our arrival," picking up his M4 as Tom followed him out.
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Capt. Chris Blake
Colonial Officer
Bravo Squad; KDF
Posts: 45
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Post by Capt. Chris Blake on Sept 19, 2019 23:55:22 GMT -6
Assistant; Lieutenant Charles Grimes Walking into the room, Charles wore his dress uniform since he had been working for Kodiak for a long time and used to doing his job a specific way. Holding a tablet, he approached the new General as he placed his hands behind his back; "Kodiak sent me. He feels that I can assist you with local operations till operations end or till he can come down. I reviewed the progress and...are you sure about waking these people up?" Finding tribespeople was new but if absolute care wasn't taken then they might as well be dead from the environment. Putting on his jacket with the single star on his shoulders, Liam knew everyone knew what was on the line and precautions were being taken. Turning to the well dressed man, he began suiting up with new gear which reminded him of Michael when he was General; "Bishop is leading that with Armstrong so our best is doing that while we're disarming the device and going to clean out the silo. Everything is going to Defiance and even going to extract the crash site with our dead." Tossing the tablet aside, Liam was aggravated that he was being babysat from someone so far away; "Either unpack your gear or fly back and tell Kodiak to prepare for our arrival," picking up his M4 as Tom followed him out. Getting into his gear, Morgan had convinced him to go with the BFG50 and the AUG with marksman builds. One a Terran rifle and the other a Colonial Marine rifle, best of both worlds. Tightening up his vest, he had his pack in hand as he walked out with them; "I'm tagging along, after all, Samuel is at the crash site and he might have something." Tossing his gear into the back of the truck, climbing in as he rested his hand on his pistol with Morgan appearing beside him in a black uniform. He's non unsettled like before but knew from his conversation with the Terran that the new 4th Generation and some 3rd Generation A.Is were highly advanced. Attachments:
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Cmdr. Liam Stonebridge
Terran Defense Forces
Chief Weapons Officer
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Post by Cmdr. Liam Stonebridge on Sept 21, 2019 1:32:48 GMT -6
Putting on his jacket with the single star on his shoulders, Liam knew everyone knew what was on the line and precautions were being taken. Turning to the well dressed man, he began suiting up with new gear which reminded him of Michael when he was General; "Bishop is leading that with Armstrong so our best is doing that while we're disarming the device and going to clean out the silo. Everything is going to Defiance and even going to extract the crash site with our dead." Tossing the tablet aside, Liam was aggravated that he was being babysat from someone so far away; "Either unpack your gear or fly back and tell Kodiak to prepare for our arrival," picking up his M4 as Tom followed him out. Getting into his gear, Morgan had convinced him to go with the BFG50 and the AUG with marksman builds. One a Terran rifle and the other a Colonial Marine rifle, best of both worlds. Tightening up his vest, he had his pack in hand as he walked out with them; "I'm tagging along, after all, Samuel is at the crash site and he might have something." Tossing his gear into the back of the truck, climbing in as he rested his hand on his pistol with Morgan appearing beside him in a black uniform. He's non unsettled like before but knew from his conversation with the Terran that the new 4th Generation and some 3rd Generation A.Is were highly advanced. Climbing into the truck, Liam placed his rifle pointing down into the floorboard as he brought up the latest intelligence; "The satellites have detected a hot spot a mile west of the raptor crash so we'll go pick up Samuel. If this is the fabled factory that they built the Centurions then we've got an entire Viper Wing on standby but I want your game faces on," driving away from the center as he sent a message to Jason and John to join him at the coordinates. Driving through the snowy paths, they soon found the ice where Samuel had marked where the safe patches were. The kid definitely deserved a promotion and soon he would get it as they pulled up to the raptor, noticing the black box and a few crates with the kid sitting on them; "Load up and there is a spare seat in the back."
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Post by Spec. Samuel Winters on Sept 21, 2019 1:53:01 GMT -6
Getting into his gear, Morgan had convinced him to go with the BFG50 and the AUG with marksman builds. One a Terran rifle and the other a Colonial Marine rifle, best of both worlds. Tightening up his vest, he had his pack in hand as he walked out with them; "I'm tagging along, after all, Samuel is at the crash site and he might have something." Tossing his gear into the back of the truck, climbing in as he rested his hand on his pistol with Morgan appearing beside him in a black uniform. He's non unsettled like before but knew from his conversation with the Terran that the new 4th Generation and some 3rd Generation A.Is were highly advanced. Climbing into the truck, Liam placed his rifle pointing down into the floorboard as he brought up the latest intelligence; "The satellites have detected a hot spot a mile west of the raptor crash so we'll go pick up Samuel. If this is the fabled factory that they built the Centurions then we've got an entire Viper Wing on standby but I want your game faces on," driving away from the center as he sent a message to Jason and John to join him at the coordinates. Driving through the snowy paths, they soon found the ice where Samuel had marked where the safe patches were. The kid definitely deserved a promotion and soon he would get it as they pulled up to the raptor, noticing the black box and a few crates with the kid sitting on them; "Load up and there is a spare seat in the back." Tossing the boxes into the back, he knew his Jeep didn't have much in bullet protection and these Centurions were smarter than their creators. He saw the weaponry used by the Centurions and even 2,000 years apart they rivaled their own. This hotspot had been active since their arrival and likely the survivor of the 13th tribe tripped it. Dozens or hundreds of Centurions...either way it was something to shoot and they specialized in death. Taking a seat beside Chris, he held onto his Tavor x95 as he screwed on his suppressor with the laser sight; "Heard you got an A.I. trust it. Mine has never let me down and that help will be useful here."
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Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
Bravo Squad; KDF
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Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Sept 21, 2019 9:58:35 GMT -6
Getting into his gear, Morgan had convinced him to go with the BFG50 and the AUG with marksman builds. One a Terran rifle and the other a Colonial Marine rifle, best of both worlds. Tightening up his vest, he had his pack in hand as he walked out with them; "I'm tagging along, after all, Samuel is at the crash site and he might have something." Tossing his gear into the back of the truck, climbing in as he rested his hand on his pistol with Morgan appearing beside him in a black uniform. He's non unsettled like before but knew from his conversation with the Terran that the new 4th Generation and some 3rd Generation A.Is were highly advanced. Climbing into the truck, Liam placed his rifle pointing down into the floorboard as he brought up the latest intelligence; "The satellites have detected a hot spot a mile west of the raptor crash so we'll go pick up Samuel. If this is the fabled factory that they built the Centurions then we've got an entire Viper Wing on standby but I want your game faces on," driving away from the center as he sent a message to Jason and John to join him at the coordinates. Driving through the snowy paths, they soon found the ice where Samuel had marked where the safe patches were. The kid definitely deserved a promotion and soon he would get it as they pulled up to the raptor, noticing the black box and a few crates with the kid sitting on them; "Load up and there is a spare seat in the back." Having his pack between his legs, he began handing out armor piercing magazines that he always brings with him. Three magazines per person with one already in the rifle as a good measure. He brought them everywhere, on every mission, no matter if it was peaceful or not but these were the last true Terran bullets. Speaking up, Tom saw Sidekick sitting on the dashboard; "Use the vehicle as cover but Samuel brought deployable cover so we can forward protection."
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Cmdr. Liam Stonebridge
Terran Defense Forces
Chief Weapons Officer
Posts: 85
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Post by Cmdr. Liam Stonebridge on Sept 21, 2019 16:10:40 GMT -6
Climbing into the truck, Liam placed his rifle pointing down into the floorboard as he brought up the latest intelligence; "The satellites have detected a hot spot a mile west of the raptor crash so we'll go pick up Samuel. If this is the fabled factory that they built the Centurions then we've got an entire Viper Wing on standby but I want your game faces on," driving away from the center as he sent a message to Jason and John to join him at the coordinates. Driving through the snowy paths, they soon found the ice where Samuel had marked where the safe patches were. The kid definitely deserved a promotion and soon he would get it as they pulled up to the raptor, noticing the black box and a few crates with the kid sitting on them; "Load up and there is a spare seat in the back." Having his pack between his legs, he began handing out armor piercing magazines that he always brings with him. Three magazines per person with one already in the rifle as a good measure. He brought them everywhere, on every mission, no matter if it was peaceful or not but these were the last true Terran bullets. Speaking up, Tom saw Sidekick sitting on the dashboard; "Use the vehicle as cover but Samuel brought deployable cover so we can forward protection." Pulling up to the site, Liam could see two more vehicles with Jason and the others ready with packs on their backs. Stepping out onto the ice, he knew with the lack of Centurions that they would have to go inside for close quarters. There was an entrance leading downward and they began moving inward with Liam towards the back with Rebecca beside him. It was dark with only the night vision goggles giving them details on how old this place was with this tunnel being new. The tunnel itself was made from a chopped up rocket with the floors being slick but their boots were made for this. Maybe being like Michael was what encouraged him but even he didn't know they could've walked onto the production floor. This facility was going strong and now was time to establish a perimeter before they lost the stealth advantage they had.
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Post by Col. Jason 'Pathfinder' Chase on Sept 21, 2019 20:23:54 GMT -6
Having his pack between his legs, he began handing out armor piercing magazines that he always brings with him. Three magazines per person with one already in the rifle as a good measure. He brought them everywhere, on every mission, no matter if it was peaceful or not but these were the last true Terran bullets. Speaking up, Tom saw Sidekick sitting on the dashboard; "Use the vehicle as cover but Samuel brought deployable cover so we can forward protection." Pulling up to the site, Liam could see two more vehicles with Jason and the others ready with packs on their backs. Stepping out onto the ice, he knew with the lack of Centurions that they would have to go inside for close quarters. There was an entrance leading downward and they began moving inward with Liam towards the back with Rebecca beside him. It was dark with only the night vision goggles giving them details on how old this place was with this tunnel being new. The tunnel itself was made from a chopped up rocket with the floors being slick but their boots were made for this. Maybe being like Michael was what encouraged him but even he didn't know they could've walked onto the production floor. This facility was going strong and now was time to establish a perimeter before they lost the stealth advantage they had. Screwing on the suppressor on his TAR21, Jason took the lead with John beside but as soon as they entered the production floor separated into 2-man teams. Quietly placing his pack down, Jason unpacked his Stoner LMG and carefully screwed on the suppressor before tapping the mic twice to signal that he was ready. Also unpacking the bullet storm system, he had it connected to his tactical pad for quick use. Turning to Rebecca, he saw her preparing her sniper rifle as he whispered to her; "Tell that A.I that I'm not going to carry it after you," putting a smile on her face to ease the tensions.
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Cylon
Cylon-human hybrid
Clone? Cylon-human hybrid more like it.
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Post by Cylon-Human Hybrid on Sept 23, 2019 19:20:10 GMT -6
Pulling up to the site, Liam could see two more vehicles with Jason and the others ready with packs on their backs. Stepping out onto the ice, he knew with the lack of Centurions that they would have to go inside for close quarters. There was an entrance leading downward and they began moving inward with Liam towards the back with Rebecca beside him. It was dark with only the night vision goggles giving them details on how old this place was with this tunnel being new. The tunnel itself was made from a chopped up rocket with the floors being slick but their boots were made for this. Maybe being like Michael was what encouraged him but even he didn't know they could've walked onto the production floor. This facility was going strong and now was time to establish a perimeter before they lost the stealth advantage they had. Screwing on the suppressor on his TAR21, Jason took the lead with John beside but as soon as they entered the production floor separated into 2-man teams. Quietly placing his pack down, Jason unpacked his Stoner LMG and carefully screwed on the suppressor before tapping the mic twice to signal that he was ready. Also unpacking the bullet storm system, he had it connected to his tactical pad for quick use. Turning to Rebecca, he saw her preparing her sniper rifle as he whispered to her; "Tell that A.I that I'm not going to carry it after you," putting a smile on her face to ease the tensions. Walking out to greet them, the Cylon male was dressed quite elegant with visible improvements made between himself and known models of the Cylon species. Speaking up to them, he turned on all the lights as he kept his hands in view; "Two thousand years ago this was the production floor for the Centaurus. Not quite Cylon but not quite senseless robot either. They were assigned as laborers, gardeners and a bit more till one of them poised the question; does this unit have a soul? A long silent war broke out and they brought the decline of Kobol." Noticing them rising up from cover, the man turned to Liam as the Centaurus were visibly seen leaving; "Thanks for waking up that soldier. Who knew someone could hate you as much as we do but didn't come here for the history lesson," pressing a button on his wrist, the facility detonated with the ceiling and himself which buried them all in ice, metal and snow. Attachments:
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Post by Col. Jason 'Pathfinder' Chase on Sept 23, 2019 21:51:59 GMT -6
Screwing on the suppressor on his TAR21, Jason took the lead with John beside but as soon as they entered the production floor separated into 2-man teams. Quietly placing his pack down, Jason unpacked his Stoner LMG and carefully screwed on the suppressor before tapping the mic twice to signal that he was ready. Also unpacking the bullet storm system, he had it connected to his tactical pad for quick use. Turning to Rebecca, he saw her preparing her sniper rifle as he whispered to her; "Tell that A.I that I'm not going to carry it after you," putting a smile on her face to ease the tensions. Walking out to greet them, the Cylon male was dressed quite elegant with visible improvements made between himself and known models of the Cylon species. Speaking up to them, he turned on all the lights as he kept his hands in view; "Two thousand years ago this was the production floor for the Centaurus. Not quite Cylon but not quite senseless robot either. They were assigned as laborers, gardeners and a bit more till one of them poised the question; does this unit have a soul? A long silent war broke out and they brought the decline of Kobol." Noticing them rising up from cover, the man turned to Liam as the Centaurus were visibly seen leaving; "Thanks for waking up that soldier. Who knew someone could hate you as much as we do but didn't come here for the history lesson," pressing a button on his wrist, the facility detonated with the ceiling and himself which buried them all in ice, metal and snow. Listening to the Cylon, Jason could count the Centurions in the back and knew they were outnumbered by 6:1. Not bother listening to the skin job, he soon took cover as tons of ice began crashing down onto them. Waking up beside his pack, Jason had no way...pulling out his knife to begin carving through the ice as he yelled out to the General; "You better not think about dying!" The sound of engines could be heard but Jason was clearly done with the ice and snow. The heat signature was a trap and one that they walked into. Its likely the Cylons shot him down, restarted production and waited for them with a situation that they can't maintain any longer. Watching the chuck of ice get lifted away above him, Jason turned to see Liam on the ice; "What's the plan?"
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Cmdr. Liam Stonebridge
Terran Defense Forces
Chief Weapons Officer
Posts: 85
Registered: Dec 30, 2015 20:42:24 GMT -6
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Post by Cmdr. Liam Stonebridge on Sept 24, 2019 11:17:10 GMT -6
Walking out to greet them, the Cylon male was dressed quite elegant with visible improvements made between himself and known models of the Cylon species. Speaking up to them, he turned on all the lights as he kept his hands in view; "Two thousand years ago this was the production floor for the Centaurus. Not quite Cylon but not quite senseless robot either. They were assigned as laborers, gardeners and a bit more till one of them poised the question; does this unit have a soul? A long silent war broke out and they brought the decline of Kobol." Noticing them rising up from cover, the man turned to Liam as the Centaurus were visibly seen leaving; "Thanks for waking up that soldier. Who knew someone could hate you as much as we do but didn't come here for the history lesson," pressing a button on his wrist, the facility detonated with the ceiling and himself which buried them all in ice, metal and snow. Listening to the Cylon, Jason could count the Centurions in the back and knew they were outnumbered by 6:1. Not bother listening to the skin job, he soon took cover as tons of ice began crashing down onto them. Waking up beside his pack, Jason had no way...pulling out his knife to begin carving through the ice as he yelled out to the General; "You better not think about dying!" The sound of engines could be heard but Jason was clearly done with the ice and snow. The heat signature was a trap and one that they walked into. Its likely the Cylons shot him down, restarted production and waited for them with a situation that they can't maintain any longer. Watching the chuck of ice get lifted away above him, Jason turned to see Liam on the ice; "What's the plan?" Lucky enough to get thrown into the cave, Liam and John managed to climb up to the surface where Oliver and a few Raptors were waiting. Liam went ahead and gave an order that the Vipers were carrying out; begin isolation protocol. Daedalus had shown them there is another way off of continent and with the order to fall back to the airfield...there was no other options. Helping Jason to his feet, Liam answered his question as explosions echoed in the distance; "We're pulling out but we're not going to leave anything useful behind," tapping his radio to contact Oliver; "begin rigging the silo for detonation and have the Marines and Army fall back to the airfield." Climbing up the ice while John freed the rest of them, noticing the truck was smoking from the damage; "We have to move the civilians to the airfield while 4 of us use the bridge to get back to the mainland. The Vipers will bomb the bridge but we'll effectively isolate the Cylons till we can deal with them."
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Post by Spec. Samuel Winters on Sept 27, 2019 9:09:57 GMT -6
Climbing out of the hole, Samuel knew that black box was more important than anything right now. Thinking, he had to stay behind and knew Oliver had the respect from both Marines and the Army. Taking a new radio, he turned to Liam who was still organizing his team; "Myself and Oliver will coordinate the evacuation, just work on getting to that bridge and to the mainland."
Seeing the General nod to his declaration, Samuel unpacked one of the Vectors before starting the journey back to his Jeep. Everything he needed was there including his tactical gear and he could destroy the raptor, scavenge the explosives and setup a proper defense at the airfield. The only thing that separated him was the cold which he was letting his A.I protect him against the freezing conditions.
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Medical Personnel
Doctor, Surgeon, Nurse, Medic
Dammit, I'm doctor or medic or nurse, not a miracle worker!
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Post by Medical Staff on Sept 27, 2019 12:43:01 GMT -6
Listening to the Cylon, Jason could count the Centurions in the back and knew they were outnumbered by 6:1. Not bother listening to the skin job, he soon took cover as tons of ice began crashing down onto them. Waking up beside his pack, Jason had no way...pulling out his knife to begin carving through the ice as he yelled out to the General; "You better not think about dying!" The sound of engines could be heard but Jason was clearly done with the ice and snow. The heat signature was a trap and one that they walked into. Its likely the Cylons shot him down, restarted production and waited for them with a situation that they can't maintain any longer. Watching the chuck of ice get lifted away above him, Jason turned to see Liam on the ice; "What's the plan?" Lucky enough to get thrown into the cave, Liam and John managed to climb up to the surface where Oliver and a few Raptors were waiting. Liam went ahead and gave an order that the Vipers were carrying out; begin isolation protocol. Daedalus had shown them there is another way off of continent and with the order to fall back to the airfield...there was no other options. Helping Jason to his feet, Liam answered his question as explosions echoed in the distance; "We're pulling out but we're not going to leave anything useful behind," tapping his radio to contact Oliver; "begin rigging the silo for detonation and have the Marines and Army fall back to the airfield." Climbing up the ice while John freed the rest of them, noticing the truck was smoking from the damage; "We have to move the civilians to the airfield while 4 of us use the bridge to get back to the mainland. The Vipers will bomb the bridge but we'll effectively isolate the Cylons till we can deal with them." Doctor Bishop Watching the third truck arrive, the medical equipment was in the process of being moved while the soldiers placed G4 explosives on the wall with cords. Carefully moving the pods, others were moving those people they found in the silo with the all the artifacts. In all the chaos, the soldiers were rushing and soon gunfire could be heard as they packed up the remaining items. Starting the drive away, Bishop could see the Army attempting to hold back the enemy considering next stop is the silo. In a massive fireball, his research station rained down in chunks leaving nothing behind.
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