Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215223926/@comment-1734134-20161221163151

The rebel armour speeds into the distance, a few of the armoured craft launching hunter killer missiles or rockets towards the city before departing. They're far too fast for you to chase down. With a quick, you catch sight of more movement in the distance. Rebel soldiers and craft pulling back and re-deploying. This was only a probing move.

Leopold nods and points to a large structure near the centre of the city, some of his men dragging off wounded rebels, while the dead are piled up and stripped of any valuables. The sergeant himself has thrown on a carapace armour chest plate,

"I'll give you a better overview back at the garage. We're gonna have a little chat with our friends here," he gestures to one of the rebels, being dragged by arms down the street, "But in general, the area around us is flat lands and dead earth. The rebels have a loose encirclement of our position. Further out, towards the west, are the mountains. The Rebels are holed up their."

One of the Rebels, an officer clad in black, clutches onto a data slate. You fish it from him, finding it smeared in blood and slightly banged up, but it seems to be functional.