[b][centre]Shadow Zone Wing - North

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Brucey studied the area closely. The main throughfare was open and well defended unless the enemy had mutants capable of fucking with their minds, or enough to simply swamp the rate of fire they'd be capable of putting out. Turning to the corner store Bruce climbed up into the Ignis Dei and started playing the music when this 'Michael' figures noise blurted through the speakers. Brucey nodded at Carolyn. "I don't waste the lives of friends and allies, only the enemy is given up unto the god of fire." He grinned at her.

But then his expression went serious as he looked around and studied his team-mates. "Ok ladies and gents. Let's get ready. Gather around." Waiting for the others to gather around for a moment he switched off the music and popped the hatch for a minute and shut off his radio. "Ok mates. This is bad, I wanted to do this chat because if they're using radios and we received we can't give out orders without informing them, at least if they have any sense of smarts whatsoever." 

Bruce thought about his deployments and what he wanted, and hoped the team was willing to put up with it and pay attention.

"Kai, Matthew, ideas are welcome, but optimally I want you covering the back access to the Corner Store near where L2 spotter is. Make sure you have a visual across this area. I'll personally cover the closest alley to the main defence post and provide cover for L3. Abimael, please keep close to me. Liam, Carolyn, can you serve as a flying squad? Hold the centre here but reinforce either flank as needed? If you can that'd be great. But I suggest we all keep this street visible so, if necessary, we can pass simple ideas with hand signals." Bruce thought. "And maybe take ambushing positions, if they've got radios I want to pass along some bullshit along." Brucey paused turning back to Carolyn. "And please Carolyn, keep one eye back we don't have the bodies to spare a guy to check out those basements, and they might have hidden connections or tunnels we don't know about."

Brucey turned to Ned in his quadrupedal Mech. "Oh Kelly, I expect our fairy princess to fuck off and do his own emo thing like a proper bunyip. If he does, can you cover Matthew in that alley instead. We need to hold the line." 

Brucey smiled as he deployed the Aliquam Ignis Dei, He issued it basic orders to cover and protect Abimael as he sealed up and re-engaged his radio. "Ok folks. The Shadow Zone's yobbos think that we're a right pack of dickheads." He began to prepare his false orders. "Those gits are going to assume the main street will be our strongest defences, I want the heavy weapons relocated to the alleys, don't forget to mine the approaches." 

Shutting off the Radio for a moment Brucey turned to Abimael. "So you called this Michael dickhead, at least I assume it's Michael, an Angel? Why, what can he do, and do you know how we can kill or capture him?"

"I don't know... I'm sorry." Abimael responded and Brucey continued.

"So what can you tell me about him? Why'd you call him an angel?"

"I just felt... It. That way." He may or may not be lying. Brucey frowned, the expression invisible in the mech.

He re-engaged the Radio deliberately changing it to the same channel that the 'Michael' fellow used. "Michael we can't stand back to your demands. We'll hold the line by fire and sword. Through purifying flame and the sweep of lasers if you force us. But you want to keep your Eve alive. You want to do something about the prejudice your kind in the Shadow Zone are so often subject to." He paused dramatically.

"Then come forwards under a flag of truce. Step forwards and be willing to talk, discuss and negotiate. But you have to do what you have to do, and we have to do what we have to do." Bruce left it with a polite pause. "But if you don't want what we have to do to be an age of bloodshed come forth and negotiate like a civilised being."