Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-1734134-20170519154535

The crowd of fleeing rebels begins to split up - driven by your mindless slaughter - but the other rebels simply take the time to reload and re-position while sharp shooters take pot shots. You're safe from much of their fire, instead auto-cannons rumble to life and smash into the ground around you - one shot striking your side and almost tossing you to the ground. From what you can see, the rebel defensive line is built into an old street of buildings, with sandbags and concrete barricades running along the ground floor, where large and red-hot heavy weapon muzzles jut out. The upper floors are marked by bursts of fire from rebel troops. The force of troops who follow you however have fallen into a strong position of cover.

You're able to slink into what used to be a back street, the Skitarii who follow you doing their best to keep quiet as you find a ruined road that seems to lead around the defensive line. The buildings on both sides of the road have been reduced to their foundations and burnt out vehicles litter the entire area.