Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224030/@comment-1734134-20161220175010

"We're not pulling back straight into mortar fire!" Winters screams over the din of the artillery, "We'll be pounded into dust! And I know how to create a funnel! I'm not a child!"

You're both blown back by another grenade, Winters showered by dirt. He helps to pull you up, "But they can't be far from the walls. We just need to get past this lot!"

Winters brings up his pistol and empties a couple shots into the Stormtroopers, to little effect.

You reach the heavy bolter, still locked onto it's tripod and with the ammo feed disconnected. The Stormtroopers swivel on the spot, catching you in the act, bringing their guns to bear, only to be pelted by las fire from their flank. Still, the meatshield is shredded, his body ripped up by the imprecise fire that scorches your shoulder and armour. .