Resistance Taskforce Strikenger (RPG Thread)

“Take to the air,†Jack said with a nod. The thought of more killing excited him greatly, even though he could not feel the texture of it through his suit, the sight of enemy blood dripping across his armoured body was delightful. The raging beast held fast by his neural implants had a taste of what it loved – carnage – and was eagerly waiting for more. He quickly made sure his gun was clean and still ready to function before sending out the mental command to summon his Flight Striker. The black-and-green back-pack materialised and attached himself to his armour. With a second dispatch, two wings popped out of the sides and the propulsion exhausts powered up with an azure glow; the latest marvel of the Freehaven science ministry’s non-pollutant fuel. His feet hovered a few inches off the ground now, not quite in full flight.

“I’m ready,†said Jack, holding the gun with both hands.
 
Johann sighed as he saw everyone drawing their pistols and preparing to head in for the fight. Johann though just with his knuckle put it into the terminal and he began to break through the system's firewalls so that he will be able to create the transport back to their base. Johann was having such a simple time, but unlike before these walls were much tougher and their numbers were greater. Johann just kept speaking in binary as he was trying to get the computer to help him on this.
 
As Elizabeth set her explosives in one of the corriders, she heard something, like steps. Not knowing or wanting to know what it was at the moment, she retreated slightly and crouched behind a corner in one of the corrider's turns, to see what was making those steps.

Peeking out, she saw what was doing it. It was another Shocker, one of the guards of the place, more than likely. Elizabeth kinda hated this. These guys were human, but there was nothing they could do for them, well, save one. Seeing that the Shocker was approaching the spot where she was setting up her explosives, Elizabeth raised her Strike Pistol and let off a shot from her cover, hitting the soldier square on the head.

Sighing as the soldier slumped to the floor, Elizabeth came out of her spot and quickly hid the body somewhere before going back to work. Tch...if there are going to be more guards like him...or her, this might take longer than I thought... She thought, finishing up her explosives in this corrider, and now moving on to the next one.
 
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Emma nodded silently understanding their orders watching her comrades’ move onto their respectful core roles, before turning to her sister in the same silence. The white armored fighter wondered how many lives they could free from their imprisonment. If they all played their parts the Strikenger’s might pull it off successfully without complications. Though in this type of situation complications came with the territory, but Emma’s suit was made especially to help the others should the require attention. Looking at Madison at bit longer took the lead. Only when the two were alone did she speak up.

“…Sis…†Emma glance over her shoulder as they walked cautiously. “There’s…There’s something that I need t ask of youâ€
 
Madison, who had followed Emma to perform her own duties to the team as well, took note of her "Sister" glancing over her shoulder to face her. "Feel free to ask me anything, sis. I will answer them to the best of my ability," she assured Emma, smiling softly under the helmet despite the gravity of the situation presented before them.
 
As the two proceeded down the corridor keeping an eye open not only for the slaves holding cells, but for any of the vile creatures guarding them. If needed Emma could use her Warp Rider to evacuate the slaves to safety. The only flaw with that solution would require her to only take a few and return back making several trips. Not enough time. Sighing heavily she stop resting a hand against one of the panels wondering if the suit could be adjusted to tap into the grid in order to locate the held captives.

Emma stared at her elder sister silently debating as well rather about the encounter with Jack and how it left her feeling. No. This was not the time to exactly bring something so trivial up when they needed to be focus on the mission. The White Strikenger shook her head dismissing it, “Nothing. It is nothing….maybe later I will ask.†she replied, “Right now….I am wondering if I could tap into their grid…see if I can find out the exact locations of the holding cells.†she continued nervously
 

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