Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-1734134-20170825181119

The grenade shreds those infantrymen who are too focussed on Karliel to react in time, while the others scatter, several hot-shot blasts searing him as they cut through his armour plate, but the renegades only focus now is Karliel. His weight and speed mean any troopers he hits into are tossed like rag-dolls through the air or crushed under foot. The barricade is unable to bar him from the rebel gunners, though he manages to trample the auto-cannon beneath his feet as he cuts down a trio of scrambling gunners. The floor is smeared red with gore, but already other troops are levelling fire upon Karliel, blasting apart his power pack and leaving more heavy dents in his plate. The sound of rocket fire and artillery beyond the walls draws your attention for a moment, before the rebel troops begin firing upon you again.

Soin is able to delve further into the depths of the workshops without interruption, workers and guards flocking to the surface with crate fulls of weaponry. He is able to find a number of home-built anti-tank weapons; recoilless rifles and rocket propelled grenades, nothing like a melta-gun though. He is also able to catch site of a massive pool of transport vehicles, though it is a floor below him and heavy guarded by ranks of carapace armour clad Stormtrooprs.