the body laid slump in the chair, the sister thought she was mentally tough, but the Terrans were a little more persuasive.
"Boss, we have a good location on the armory. With this information there should be a good supply of bolter ammo. Hopefully there are some charges." Sev looked out the window, his bolter scanning for any threat.
"That's a big hopeful." Sgt. Davis sat back in a chair, loading bolter clips.
"Well, even if there not there, the ammo we need is. Plus its on the way towards the wreckage."Fixer was loading his back feeding system, the 2500 round pack was nearly empty.
"All valid points. We're heading to the Armory. Finish loading your gear, once your done we're heading out."
"Roger"
Loading his bolt gun with his last 100 round box mag, Keller took stock, he was low on ammo. Even with the stuff they had gotten off the sisters they were down to about 300 bolter rounds a piece. Plus the 2000 heavy bolter rounds Fixer had left little room for error. "Well good thing is i have plenty of Fuel for the flamer!" Scorch was right, the sisters had a lot of flamers in the outpost....and a melta that Keller had made sure to grab, only had 3 charges but it would come in handy. "Sev, take point. Ill cover him. Fixer you have over-watch and Scorch will bring up the rear. "WITH THE GEAR!" "Cut it Sgt Davis, its time to get going"
Moving ahead Sgt.Baccus keep his bolter at the ready, the modified "Stalker" pattern bolter looked really nothing like it had started almost a decade before. The Barrel had been legenthen, along with a heavier suppressor allowed for longer range, add in the heavily modded sights and the addition of a collapsible stock. One other advantage were is custom rounds, a modified krack round with a charge inside. Capable of piercing power armor and killing the opponent from the inside with a frag charge...or if needed pierce a armored vehicle and dispense fragments on the occupants. "To bad i only have 10..." he patted the rounds tapped to his arm. Then it caught his eye. "Looks like a sister scout up ahead...she doesnt see us yet. Orders sir?"
"How far from the armory?" Captain Keller brought up his hud's map
"Looks like that is the armory sir, from the looks of it, shes got a squad up there...i see a couple of heavy bolters and a Multi-Melta up there." Sev was using his scope to get a fix on the postion.
"Patrol...on our six sir. Sisters and there running...i can hear gunfire."
"Fixer with me, we are going to clear this building to our right, see if we can get a good postion to come up with a plan. Sev, you and Scorch come in behind us and stay on the bottom floor."
Keller slung his bolt gun and pulled his supressed bolt pistol and one of his knives...entering the buiding he cleared the first room. "Stacked" Fixer was behind him, servos holding the bolter behind him, the tech marine had his own silenced pistol drawn. "Go" Rounding the cornor keller was greated with a infeceted human, it got off a single growl before Keller's Pistol snaped and the head exploded. a small fight in the room turned into a major engagment. Empting the pistol Keller went into action, the hand to hand conflicted ended with body parts over the floor. "Cleared. Heading up stairs. Get in here you two"
"aye sir."
Workign there way up the building the two buddy pairs cleared the structure and waited for the patrole. "Here they come...2...make it 3 squads, and a heavy weapons team."
"Looks like they brought company." Scorch pointed to the mass of infected chasing the Sisters.
"By terra, thats a huge mob. i make there numbers to be at least 500...looks like some tankers in the mix."
"Anyone eles here tanks?" Scorch looked over the rail.
"Looks like a reac squad. 2 Immolators, and looks like 4 repressors." Sev scanned the armory.
"Did anyone know there were this many damn nuns in this city?"
"More important, what are they after? They should be defending the church and the surrounding area, not heading out on patrols and holding this armory...there after something." Keller was intrested now." Watching the two immolators open up with there heavy flammers, and the departing sistets opening up on the infected was ammusing. A "tank" infected rammed into the side of one of the immolators, denting the armor before a melta shot brought the beast down...finally seeing what kind of a fight they were in for the sisters began withdrawing to the armory.
