Re: RPG: The Naltoon Assault
Ã¢Â€Â˜GhostÃ¢Â€Â™ shook his head. There were three dead storm troopers lying in front of the apartmentÃ¢Â€Â™s open doorway, and the stoned Rodian was still inside ranting at the others to come in and get him.
Ã¢Â€ÂœAn entire squad of the EmpireÃ¢Â€Â™s finest, and you canÃ¢Â€Â™t deal with a single, deathstick using alien.Ã¢Â€Â *sigh*
Ã¢Â€ÂœHeÃ¢Â€Â™s much more dangerous..Ã¢Â€Â the corporal who was now in command and his squad ducked as the Rodian threw a light fixture out the doorway, which crashed against the opposite wall. Ã¢Â€ÂœHeÃ¢Â€Â™s more dangerous then he appeared sergeant.Ã¢Â€Â
57Ã¢Â€Â™ stopped and slowly wheeled around to face the corporal. Ã¢Â€ÂœIÃ¢Â€Â™ll remember you said that, corporal.Ã¢Â€Â
Shoving one of the stormtroopers away from the entrance point, Ã¢Â€Â˜GhostÃ¢Â€Â™ pulled a flashbang and his disrupter from his belt. Flicking off the grenadeÃ¢Â€Â™s safety, he counted down to the last second before throwing it inside.
As the grenade detonated with a scream from the Rodian, 57Ã¢Â€Â™ rolled into the apartment under the blind fire that was coming from the green stoner. Rising up, Ã¢Â€Â˜GhostÃ¢Â€Â™ leveled his disrupter and fired, catching the Rodian in the hand. His appendage and most of his blaster disintegrated in an instant. The storm troopers quickly rushed in then and grabbed the screaming alien.
Ã¢Â€ÂœTake this thing and yourselves out of my sightÃ¢Â€Â¦private
Ã¢Â€ÂœYes sirÃ¢Â€Â responded the trooper weakly.
As the troopers walked out, an explosion rocked the building. Bracing himself, Ghost could see the detonation coming from the Imperial research buildingÃ¢Â€Â™s southern side
Kicking over a small table in frustration, Ã¢Â€Â™57 walked back out into the hall. Pacing back and forth, he considered his options.
HeÃ¢Â€Â™d lost the leader of the annihilated team, who would have been his best chance of telling him how strong the enemy presence was on the planet. If only IÃ¢Â€Â™dÃ¢Â€Â¦
Ghost froze as he caught sight of a strange looking mark at the corner ahead of him. Slowly moving toward it, he could see the finger shaped marks where someone had held their hand there to brace themselves. The stain was the color ofÃ¢Â€Â¦
GhostÃ¢Â€Â™s Disrupter was out again in an instant. Quickly moving around the corner, however, only revealed a dead end. Checking the mark, it was surely blood; less this time then before, as it seems to have been almost dried when it was pressed into the wall, but it was still fresh. Switching his viewing settings to heat seeking, Ghost could see the tempeture difference on the back wall ahead of him, which was covered by an old tapestry. Tearing the decoration away, he discovered a ventilation port with the same drying blood marks on it.
So the hunt isnÃ¢Â€Â™t quite overÃ¢Â€Â¦