Post by scottenkainen on Jul 13, 2013 9:08:20 GMT -6
The Mountain Man's flying fist forced the swordsman to dodge backward and right into the Sandman's waiting fist. It was a tooth-loosening punch that stole the man's consciousness away from him as well ((7 dmg!)).
Silver Scorpion took back the initiative from their remaining foe and gave him another quick jab before he could block with his sword ((2 dmg)), but it was a light injury and the swordsman was tough enough to take it with just a grunt.
Dice checks to see of there are any more snipers on the field. If so, he attempts to pick them off. If not, he straightens his lapels, brushes off his jacket, and ambles on down into the reains of the frey.
Post by scottenkainen on Jul 14, 2013 10:14:03 GMT -6
The swordsman was swinging his sword at Silver Scorpion when the Mountain Man came somersaulting down the pass like an errant boulder, straight towards them. The swordsman lost both his nerve and his sword as he dove to the side.
Dice Morgan had been scanning the area for more snipers and saw none that weren't lying unconscious within sight. So he dusted off his jacket, straightened his lapels, ambled up to the ex-swordsman just as the man was scrambling to his feet, and calmly decked the guy in the face ((4 dmg)).
Their remaining foe fell backwards, seriously bleeding from his nose, and tried to, in vain, scramble away from the Heroes surrounding him.
"It not matter what happen to me," the Chinaman said in broken English. "You go to face Claw, you die." And he managed a smile at the thought.
Post by scottenkainen on Jul 15, 2013 11:58:48 GMT -6
The last of the ambushers still conscious either had the fight beat out of him or was biding his time. Either way, as long as the Heroes watched him carefully, they had a few minutes to rest now that the fight seemed to be over.
The Mountain Man dug two quick shallow holes with his hands and then stuck the final sniper's hands in the holes. He then piled rock onto his hands to keep him immobilized while the group regrouped and considered what to do.
((We will be moving over the next several days. I don't know when I will be back and posting. I trust Scott to do his best with The Mountain Man in the interim.))
Post by maxwellchris on Jul 16, 2013 13:30:29 GMT -6
Sandman spares a shot of sleeping gas to keep the captive sniper quiet for a while longer. "Trumped up thug or no, we should use caution when approaching the Claw. I propose that the quietest among us scout ahead to try to avoid another ambush, and to see if we can't enter into the next confrontation with a little more intel."
Post by scottenkainen on Jul 17, 2013 11:07:36 GMT -6
July 9, 1941. The Tibetan Plateau.
With the Sandman's proficiency at climbing, the slopes to either side of the pass made for little difficulty. He was able -- provided the others moved slowly enough -- to stay well ahead of the "main group" of Heroes.
The Heroes had another reason to go slow, as MM's cougar was still injured and wanted to lie down and lick his wound rather than keep moving.
By night, the Sandman had come across no further ambushes, nor any signs of the Claw's remaining party. Ahead, maybe two miles further, silhouetted against the twilight sky, was now the horn-shaped mountain in which were the Lost Caverns. And here was an area of craggy dells, which the remainder of the Claw's followers were camped. Literally, they had tents and a small campfire set up, and a makeshift pen for their yaks. But there was no sign of the Claw among them.
Post by scottenkainen on Jul 17, 2013 14:38:18 GMT -6
The Sandman was able to remain hidden and observing for several minutes. He spotted 4 more rifle-armed Chinese soldiers in heavy furs, much like the four ambushers already bested. They were positioned in a diamond pattern around the perimeter of the campsite, each about 50' from the next closest ones. In the middle of the camp, clustered together were two men and two women who seemed to be the Claw's porters/animal handlers.
Post by maxwellchris on Jul 18, 2013 18:00:58 GMT -6
Sandman offers to fire a canister or two of sleep gas at the camp while we have the advantage of surprise, judging the wind to take shots that might carry the gas across the most targets. After some of the enemy (hopefully) falls asleep, then the louder projectiles may be unleashed?
Post by scottenkainen on Jul 18, 2013 21:53:19 GMT -6
The Sandman had sneaked in with all the stealth of a mysteryman and took stock of the situation unobserved, but he knew his time was limited because Dice Morgan was coming.
Dice had grown impatient with following way behind with the others and come clomping up behind the Sandman, noisily cocking his guns.
One of the Chinese sentries was starting to look this way to see what the noise was, so the Sandman had to act. He stepped out from behind his rocky cover and let a sleep gas canister fly, but without the benefit of enough aim for a trick shot. Instead he took the largest crowd, which was all the non-soldiers massed at the center of the camp.
Of the four people in the center of the camp, three went down choking on fumes, while the last -- one of the two women -- covered her face with a yak-hair shawl and fled from the sleep gas in time.
The four soldiers were alerted to the danger and moved into positions behind cover while taking aim at the now-visible Sandman.
Post by maxwellchris on Jul 19, 2013 5:55:30 GMT -6
Sandman goes fully defensive, trying to roll out of the way, removing himself from the enemy and friendly lines of fire, hopefully. He will then try to regroup behind cover and return fire from a more advantageous position....if he lives that long.
Dice tries to get an angle where he can use his Tommygun to try to hit at least two of the soldiers, opening fire and laughing wildly through the racket. He then tries to find some hard cover to retreat behind when they start to regroup.
Post by scottenkainen on Jul 19, 2013 21:14:36 GMT -6
Dice had a good angle for two of them, but could only work up enough will to manslaughter one of them, and even then hard physics -- in the form of the rocks in the way -- prevented him from getting a hit with all the bullets he was expending.
He did upset the yaks in the makeshift enclosure, though, and they stampeded right through the gate and began trampling away.
Post by scottenkainen on Jul 21, 2013 9:44:48 GMT -6
The bullets fired by the Chinese soldiers continued to chew up the landscape, but the Sandman and Dice Morgan were safe behind their cover.
The Sandman was able to watch the north soldier from around his cover and fired off a sleep gas canister, but it rolled two inches too far and the soldier was able to back away from the cloud of sleep gas that belched out of it.
And maybe the Mountain Man and Silver Scorpion were further back than I thought...
Post by scottenkainen on Jul 22, 2013 21:48:14 GMT -6
The Sandman and Dice hunkered down, safe behind their cover as bullets just whizzed by now. They spotted the Mountain Man and Silver Scorpion, just 60 ft. behind them, peaking out from behind cover. MM shrugged and gave them a quizzical look, as if waiting to see what the plan was now that they were all reunited.
Post by scottenkainen on Jul 24, 2013 12:56:51 GMT -6
Dice stood up, drew a bead on the soldier furthest back -- the far east end of the rock-strewn campsite -- and nailed him with hot lead. It was a serious injury ((6 dmg)) and the soldier stumbled off his feet, dropping his rifle. The man was not unconscious; indeed, he was screaming quite loudly in Chinese.
Dice ducked back down, avoiding retaliatory shots.
The Mountain Man took Dice's suggestion and picked up a big rock -- about 150 lbs.' worth -- and chucked it at the soldier on the south end of the campsite. The earthen missile grazed the soldier's arm in passing ((2 dmg)).
Silver Scorpion hurdled towards the near, west-end soldier with silver baton in hand. She used its electrical charge to stun his gun arm ((3 dmg, failed save vs. science)) to make him drop his weapon.
Post by scottenkainen on Jul 26, 2013 11:19:09 GMT -6
Sandman arced a beautiful shot right over the soldier's rocky cover and saw the sleep gas cloud erupt right around where the man was standing. But the soldier was quick to react and stepped out from behind his cover with his face covered.
The good news, of course, was that he had stepped out from behind his cover.