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2/14/2016 12:51:40 AM
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Oh shit....
[i]Wolf looks up, and then back to Hallwinter as Wilson looks up to the spacecraft.[/i]
Why are they after you?
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Ginger pulls a chip out of a socket in his armor, almost the size of his fist. "This AI chip contains the only active launch codes for Imperial superweapons and installations across the galaxy. If we don't get this to that base, then the Empire will die before it stands a chance."
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ALWAYS -blam!-ING NUKES! HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE FOR US TO LEARN THAT THEY'LL -blam!- US UP?! [i]Wolf sighs as Wilson rants, and looks back to Ginger.[/i] How far to that base. They're tracking us, chances are it was the money. They'll get to his Vertibird, which is about a mile west, but not us. I took the cash out of my bandolier during the ride.
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Edited by GingerlyWalnut3: 2/14/2016 3:06:52 AM"Good, that should buy us an hour or so. Chances are they'll get to the base before us, so expect a bit of a fight." Hallwinter still remains unarmed, and though he's capable without them, he'd still be at a disadvantage without one, "Can either of you spare a gun? I'm kinda feeling left out here."
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[i]Looking back down at Ginger, Wilson slides his MG3 off of his back and tosses it over to him. He then slides two belts of .308 ammunition off of his armor as well, tossing them over.[/i] Pretty simple to operate. Pop the top, put the first bullet on that feed tray, lock the top, then charge it with the handle on the side. Each of those belts is mil-spec API with a tracer every tenth. 300 a belt, 1500 RPM. I'd tell ya that it kicks like a mother-blam!-er but it doesn't if you're in armor. She's a modern MG42.
