[h2] Commander Stader Volger 89th LSC CO[/h2] The guns were spiked. The system dragged for all intents and purposes. The door locked down to increase the repair time. Onyx-9 had sabotaged the frigate to the point the Baron was able to slink up and slam an Uppercut missile into an engine. Volger took that as a sign to depart. [quote=@Wernher] "Onyx-9, don't pull out. I repeat, do not pull. No reason to blow up a perfect prize ship! You're running low on ammo so wait on reinforcement before finishing clearing up the bridge. XO, add Reaver-1 to battlefield coms." [/quote] Volger gave a sigh. This chain of command was… eccentric to say the least. He might have a word with the pirate/ privateer/ lance captain after this action. The bulkhead door began to glow as the crew gave up on the normal overrides. The tracing heat followed the seams; the troopers within the fire control center taking up their position. Aiming lasers flicking on as they tucked behind strut consoles and structural points. [color=82ca9d]”Onyx-9 copies. Holding.” [/color] Perhaps a bit of bite in his voice. A hasty sabotage attempt turning into a full on boarding action. [i]‘What reinforcements anyways?”[/i] He didn’t remember a Reaver-1 on the ship’s compliments or manifest. Then the first part of slagged door fell inwards and his thoughts were packed away. Then it was back to the familiar strobe of gunfire in vacuum. ***** Volger could say that he had nearly blasted the reinforcements nearly four times as he followed in their wake. The more numerous members of Reaver-1 crashing through the ship like a red and black clad wrecking ball of shotgun fire and hand grenades. Volger, and his troopers, resupplied on the basic essentials; had taken the role of flank protection. Following in parallel corridors and passageways. Stopping flanks and counter attacks in their infancy as the Reavers took the main sections in attention grabbing affairs. [quote=@Wernher] "Rats are doing a last stand on the bridge. That'd be the part where I bring up any survivor and slowly kill them in front of the camera to convince them resisting is a bad idea but the boss told me we don't do that anymore. So. How do you guys want to do this?" He casually asked. [/quote] Volger stepped over a half erected barricade; the pair of former defenders manning it missing anatomy that was too clean for the likes of gunfire. He held his tongue as he gazed at the bridge door. Options arrayed before him. [i]Buzz bots… Too expensive and the operators are all on the Venture anyways. Stompers… none had made the boarding. Too long to wait for more form the Venture. Explosives… Too much for now. Need the bridge intact if it’s for a prize. But they don’t have to know that. [/i] Volger grinned beneath his helmet as he looked over the assembled firepower of Reaver and his two squads of Onyx. “Pile up your hull charges on the door.” Volger counted eight between the two units. One was sufficient for blowing entrances into destroyer hull armor. Eight for an interior door, bridge or not, was overkill. He found the intercom next to the door. The commander toggling the comms as the pair of groups assembled the massive amounts of demolitions. “Attention pirate bridge crew. This is Commander Volger of the 89th Lancer Support Company. If you turn your cameras; you can see the eight hull charges I am putting on your doorstep. You can also see I have some more spirited irregulars with my troopers.” He cut the line briefly to give a pause. The mirrored, gazes and neatly camouflaged gray armor of Onyx standing out from the pirate like armor of the Reavers. “Your choices are simple. Open up and you will be retained under my care and treated as rival privateers by Imperial law. Or don’t open up and I detonate the charges. Then I let my compatriots in and do what they please with whoever survives. You have ten seconds.” He stepped back. PDW cradled as he signaled them to start creeping back. The timer in his head counting down as the demolition trooper slowly flipped the cover of the detonator.