[centre][h2][colour=008000][u]Gerad[/u][/colour][/h2][/centre]

As the two infiltrators made their way inside, Gerad did a few last minute checks on the tank and made a rather useful discovery. Buried behind a rather poor repair committed by the previous owners, he found a storage port that contained a remote command console; after doing a quick self-test, it appeared to still function, so he gave it to Sven, so he could still use the tank without have to be [I]in[/I] such a massive target. While a [I]Chimera[/I] was a tough nut, there was certainly enough dug in firepower to pose a real threat to it.

[colour=008000]”Roight den clanker,”[/colour] He said, finishing the rundown by pointing out a large button under a safety cover. [colour=008000]”Las’ t’ing. Dat’s th’ demo charge, pop dat an’ watch th’ glow…my t’ink bein’ when th’ attack ‘fails’, an’ assumin’ the tanks no skragged yet, ye fake it goin’ down, let ‘em swarm past den….”[/colour] He made a clicking sound with his tongue while smiling. [colour=008000]” ‘tween skragged comms an’ a glassed front door, th’y ‘ll be good an’ buggered.”[/colour]

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With the attack commencing, Gerad concentrated on drawing as much fire his way as possible. Lancing the dung in infantry with laser fire, he volleyed plasma at what power armour and tanks he could see. As return fire howled back, he took shelter behind his barrier and shields, while his armour’s onboard ECM suite did its best to scramble any hostile targeting systems.

Staying as mobile as possible, he also did his best to keep away from his teammates and the Resistance fighters as they were all so much more fragile than he was and he [I]was[/I] drawing a [I]lot[/I] of fire. His defences and armour seemed to be holding, and at least for the moment, the power armour troops and tanks seemed to be holding back for which he was rather thankful. [colour=008000][i]Rock drop woulds been so much simpler…[/i][/colour]