Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32600226-20181231192754/@comment-32600226-20190324145021

While the restraining force was probably strong enough to hold a strong man in place, it was only enough to slow an Astartes somewhat. The three bolt round hit him in varying parts of the torso, ripping huge chunks out and nearly tearing him in half. As he flew back from the impacts Waycrest thought he saw something fly out and disappear.

Jackson on the ground rolled over in the snow, the knife would quickly turning his outfit red and starting to dye the snow. Waycrest could see that he had some of the cloth mask of his uniform clenched between his teeth to prevent him from crying out. With bloodstained hands Jackson reached for one of his pouches and withdrew a roll of medical tape which he wrapped around his leg before pulli out a needle with which he injected something into his leg near the injury.

Martin's voice came over the vox, "check out that body, I have a bad suspicion. And while you're at it you should probably keep an eye on that checkpoint to see if anybody heard that."