doc heads of to give some reversal of trauma, artillery fires. one last man picks up an officers weapon and flames incoming Vol infantry group. missile troops run up concentrating fire on various conglomerations of troops
a Vol assault shuttle lands on the command van to take it over, they are succesful after a few casualties namely because my officers are pyros and his flamethrower suffered a discombuberation
due to the sacrifice of so many persons virgin or otherwise not only are the undead raised but also brikthulu, tearing thru the very fabric of reality in answer to so much chaos
the assyrians having procured thier mobile power generation device for the gate speed quickly to hook it up and send somebody home.
the iron maiden finally moves from cover in resp-onse of so many lost tanks/apc's the Vol move up thier units especialy thier heroes
due to the madness the is brikthulu his eldrich powers reach out and head explode the driver of one of the Unions procured vehicles with the leader riding along, as the vehicle hurtles up a tank using as a ramp to crash into one of the Stranians medium mecha
partial success the vehicle plows into the mech but its flimsy civilian construction deals little damage to the mech
fearing the worst (and that they wouldnt get to kill anyone ol sparky and a sargeant pop out of abigails hatch as she faces down an astounding amount of firepower.
she's heavily damaged one hp remaining but still alive
one of the Unions jeeps pulls around to reengage on the Vol flank
after killing 2 Vol the squad repays the favor flaying flesh from the bone, in a orgasmic bit of detruction (to bad i was running out of blood at this point)
one of the funnier picks the Unions V-tol Craft crashlands in the brothels door.
The undead quickly move to engage the nearest concentration of fleshies.
troopers blast some more the the church opening it up for destruction of the light tank
one of the few surviving officers hops to and kills a Assyrian hero
more in a bit almost done.