Mag-Tay pulls out her assault rifle and a pair of pistols for her lower arms, directs the surviving survivor to cover her, and adjust her position to unload on the Flash Git.

Drake ran a mental tally of his forces down. Two veterans and one of the strongest of the new guys - all out until healed up. Normally, he'd take their gear, but he figured there were no truly safe zones here.

Besides, he really didn't need it.

"Acceptable. Corvus, are you able to keep going?" He figured Corvus had done... some damn thing again, but he had seen so many insane things around Corvus he had gotten good at acting blase about them. Honestly, Corvus scared the hell out of him from time to time, but he wasn't going to show it.

He got on the radio. +Nobeard, status.+

Nobreard Rolls over to present the smallest target to the Flash Git and then fires at the Ork from the prone position with his remaining PT-44.

++"Sorry, Busy at the Moment with an Ork Flash Git."++

Damn lucky I have two hearts.

Do you have two hearts?

Pretty sure, unless I lost one on Promethea. Hell of a time Promethea.

Can't remember, I got pretty shit faced too.

You don't have internal organs Skull. The fact you can psychically communicate with me is in and of itself confusing.

To the untrained eye, Corvus was in shock after violently exploding an Ork Mek, but as he had a brief argument with his familiar, it occurred to him he had a medical bay in front of him.

Bet you fifty thrones I still have two hearts.

You're on, mostly because I have no money and I technically belong to you, so any money I have is your money...

Damn you're right. Still betting though.

And with that Corvus strode forward, power stabber still sticking out of his chest.

"Stand aside small mortals, I require an xray scanner to see how many hearts I have before I pull this out. And someone expendable go find my pistol. I have more on the ship, I just really like that one."

The Flash-git has no chance and between the cross fire of Mag-Tay and No-Bearded he goes down messily. No-Beard checks his suit status.

Structural Integrity
Head: 8% Camera and censors destroyed
Torso: 72% Cameras and censors functional, torso has 7 breaches.
Right Arm: 88% Damage minor, all systems green.
Left Arm 6% Completely destroyed below shoulder joint.
Right Leg 82% Damage minor, 2 breaches.
Left Leg 41% Damage major, 4 breaches, movement effectiveness reduced to 62%

The suit is in need of extensive repairs.

Mag-Tay confirms the all clear and reports to Fury.

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The krogan doctor takes a quick scan of Corvus.

"The blade pierced your ribs and your central lung (she brings up an image) knowing you legion types you'll heal within 5 hours."

As for Corvus' bolt pistol it is resting at Fury's feet.

Caslius reports to Fury.

"Leoz has just informed me that the village is clear of orks. Their are still some remnant gretchen but the ork threat has been terminated. New Orders?"

Mission recap: As for your target Dr. Bofnan Can, he is located in a heavily fortified ork facility about 2 miles east. There are two ways to get there. By the eastern road that leads out of town or by the underground tram station that carries supplies from the town to said facility.

"Orders come after I know if McRageFace and Corvus can continue with the operation. If not, they need to go back and prepare for our extraction. If so, I still need intel. I want to go through the tram station. The danger to that is significant, though. If the enemy knows we are coming through there, they can trap and kill us easily. We need to know their defenses and chatter. Orks don't strike me as being gifted at OpSec, so we might learn something if we can eavesdrop on them and make sense of it."

Drake didn't like his options. "The surface is a warzone. We might get through, but everyone up there will be ready for a fight, will definitely call more, and we might not be capable of delivering right now."

Drake was using his Omni-tool to mulch more of the environment into ammo. "Turn your volume down, and get a line into enemy chatter. We need to know what they know, and what they are about to do. If they are coming at this town, then they will likely be coming from above and below. Which... gives us an opportunity if they are. But I need to know."

No-Beard replies to Commander Fury

"My Suit is seven different kinds of fucked up. While I am fine.
I request to send my suit back and continue with you on foot."

"Acknowledged. Is there a radio room I can commandeer?" If so she starts by turning the volume down way low and proceeds to scan the channels until she can narrow down the orkish frequency.

The krogan doctor tells Mag-Tay that there is a radio room on the floor above the emergency room. Mag-Tay climbs the wall to the top floor and pears through the window into the radio room. There are a pair of grots fighting over the radio. Mag-Tay sneaks in and dispatches them before they even noticed. Mag-Tay then proceeds to link her Omni tool with the radio. Checking through non-alliance signals Mag-Tay gets assaulted by flurry of noises. After 10 minutes of gunshots, explosions, Waaauugh!, And various ork insults, Mag-Tay comes across something unique. An exhausted non-orkish voice.

"I told you there is no secret facility under the hospital."

"Oh's no point in lying to me, oomie. We'z both know'z that I know'z that you know'z that I know'z there is a lab under dat lab."

"My name is Doctor Bofnan Can, not oomie!"

"Oh but you is an oomie, it meanz weak, you voluz.... oomie, asari.... oomie, turi-oomie, uman-oomie, you allz oomiez. Dat's what I've been trying to change. I want to make you oomies better and what way better than puttin a little ork in ya."

"Pfft...ha ha cough!..... innuendo."

"Innue what now? Anyway, like I've been saying....."

Mag-Tay suddenly hears a startled high pitch voice.

"Boss Boss Boss! I can't get Grug on da radio!"

"What! Gimmy dat mic! Grug!... Grug!!..... Grug pick up the zoggin mic or I'll take your favorite chain choppa and shove it up your zoggin arse!..........Urrrrr Waaaugh!!!

You hear the sounds of something being smashed.

"You, take some zomborkz to the tram and see what'z going on back at da town!"

"Me!!! The zomborkz will eats me!"

"Then go get a gorkamancer you stupid git, now go! Urrggg..... and who left da radio on!"

Click. The signal ends.

++Did you catch all that sir?++

And turn the radio off for our safety.
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"Oh is that all? Means I can't take as strong a hit, but I can lose a lung or three. I think. Hell, I'm a drunken marine, not a doctor."

And with that, Corvus stowed the Intoxicator, and pulled the power stabber out of his chest, still holding on to it since he was out of mag-locks. Anyone more sober than him probably would have gone into shock, but that's why drugs are good kids. He swiftly retrieved his bolt pistol, reloaded it and the bolt gun, and stowed both on his armor.

So, current status, you got a new pointy thing that's probably just going to be a chunk of metal when you swing it, but hey, at least it's big. You've got no bombs left, one less lung for now, a hole in your armor, and throwing all this psychic juice is probably making one of the bosses pay attention. You want to see if you can summon a Bloodthirster to make this even more interesting? I can help.

Quiet Skull. This is already hard enough, it doesn't need to be made harder with your prattling.

Through Skull's constant chatter, Corvus picked up the orcish drivel, target is definitely on the other side of the tram, zomborkz are apparently a thing, and need a gorkamancer to control them, the mancer part getting his attention.

"Fury, I propose we hop on the pain train, even knowing there will be an ambush, because they don't know that we know that they're deploying there. Unless they do know that we know, and knowing that we know, they know to bring more forces, but they'd have to know that we'd know that and just travel the last bit on foot, unless they knew we knew that, but they're orks. They're lucky they know the pointy bit goes in the other guy. That, and I have a relative certainty I can deal with the zomborkz, or at the very least make them a mutual obstacle."

Drake considered his options, but usually Corvus's suggestions had merit. Corvus understood war better than damn near anyone Drake knew. "Actually, I like knowing the ambush is there. It means we will be ready for one. Both paths are dangerous, but I don't think the orks have hard enough artillery to bring the krogan-made tunnels down on short notice. If they did, I think they would have used them."

++Hammer copies. We are going low. Find that ambush team, and if they are coming hot, let us know.++ He nodded to Nobeard. "Welcome to Hammer unit, on the ground. You will replace Epocus. So far, it's been a good day."

"Same formation, same plan. Hammer in front, Anvil as fallback, if they come in hot, we turn the tunnels into a killzone."

Drake get a call from Zarina.

"Sir, we can mag lock NoBeard's suit to the back of the Tomkah. We also spotted orks armed with spears riding what looks like oversized squigs. We noticed seven so far that appear to be scouting outside the city in the northeast woods. How should we proceed."

++"Unless you can kill all seven very quickly, avoid them. We have an attack coming our way down here. Stick to the plan."++ Fury considered his choices. "Alright, zomborks. This is new."

He stuck with the shredder, reminded himself he brought emergency flamer for exactly these situations, and got himself ready. "Corvus, you are with heavy assault once more. Move out."

The squads makes it back in time to notice the roaring noise coming from down the tunnels. The tunnel extends into the Darkness! for about a quarter mile then veers to the right. Everyone (hopefully) takes an ambush position behind the various cover. The noise gets louder as the tram flies around the corner. The tram looks like something straight out of mad max, covered in armored plates and ork iconography with exhausts sticking out of the side bellowing flames. The tram moves faster than any tram should and just as you think it's about to crash into the tram station it comes to a screeching halt and the doors slide open.

What comes out are 17 ork who are all eerily silent. Their faces stare blankly with dead eyes and metal plates with a small antenna sticking out of their heads. Their arms are amputated and replaced with various weapons and unexplained gadgets, you recognize these as the Zomborks. The last to walk out of the tram was a hunchback ork with unusually scrawny limbs holding a staff. From the hunchback's back sprout three bigger antenna.

One of the zomborks starts to topple over when suddenly a spark of electricity springing from the hunchback's antenna strikes its own, causing it to spring back to life like Frankenstein's monster. One electric bolt arks between a couple zomborks and then back towards the hunchback but bounces off revealing the personal shield barrier he possesses. You can surmise that this is the Gorkamancer, or was it Morkamancer. The G-Mancer takes a step forward.

"Grug! Where are ya you daft git..."

Then he notices Grug's corps

"Oh Zog."

Ambush time: Please state how you positioned yourself before the orks arrive and then how you go about your ambush after the "Oh Zog". You may make up terrain if you wish just remember the limits which you can find in Da Rules.

Hey, did you know Orks think everything is magic? It's true, and they're technically right, because of the Waagh field! It's why Tzeentch has a plan to gather all the Orks in the galaxy together and convince them that metal is actually candy, because the results will be amazing.

Of course Skull was right, this GorkaMorkaBorkaCorkaMancer seemed to have as much magic in him as Fury, which is to say none but a lot of metal. What originally looked to be an epic battle for psychic dominance now looked to be a regular shooty shooty bang bang, stabby stabby blood time battle, which was already disappointing Corvus, which since no one could see his face, they could definitely tell on the comms.

++"Shoot the orkish servitors in the face, I'll kill this disappointing wizard. I swear, you want Gandalf and they give you the autistic kid that plays Mario.""++

With a small grunt Corvus pushed over the vending machine he was hiding behind and unloaded with his boltgun on the Gorkamancer, still leery to use his psychic power on the supposed mage if there wasn't going to be much of a payout. Whether the shield went down or not was of little concern to Corvus, only that the Gorkamancer wasn't paying attention to the stealth operatives, because of the 50mm grenades hitting him, as your average personal force field wasn't designed to stop stabbing.

Mag-Tay was in the most natural place for someone like her to be, the ceiling. As she held on with her legs and one set of arms, and did as Corvus instructed opening fire on the chaff with her assault rifle.

Fury had reversed the usual placement of troops. There was no falling back from this point. He needing Anvil in front and Hammer taking the back this time.

He took Corvus's advice. "Light them up!"

At least from him, he poured gunfire into the ranks of the enemy, while everyone else poured gunfire on them from an entrenched position.

Nobeard sets up a sniper position while he waits for the orks. He is in the back on top of a row of vending machines.
He is utterly calm and focused on his shots. Hearing Corvus's advice, he decides to take it and aims at the antenna and metal plates on one of the Zomborks. He fires his snipet rifle and trys to destroy what is controlling the zomborks.

Shot rain across the Morkamancer's shields and he stagers further behind his minions. The Zomborks take multiple hits and Nobeard's shot takes the metal plate right off his targets head, causing it to spaz out before falling to the ground dead...er.

The other zomborks start moving toward anvil squad arms outstretched like those old horror classics. Unlike the classics the contraptions that have replaced their hands light up and projectiles of all types rake Anvil's position. Mag-Tay, Fury and Hammer's counter fire lays low six of the zomborks in turn.

The Gorkamancer being harassed by Corvus's fire mumbles "Zog this shyt, I'm out." and begins wobbling back to the tram in and attempt to escape.
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Mag-Tay jumps down to the tram and attempts to disable it.

"Burn." Fury switched tactics, and used the Flamer to incinerate the zomborks, dipping in and out of cover to do it. As far as he knew, the melee specialists had not closed, so they should not be in danger from the massive gouts of fire erupting from his position.

Nobreard takes aim at the next zombork's head and fires. Methodically working through the enemy group.

And now this wannabe wizard is running!? It must also be a wannabe Ork, never see one run. Only one thing for it.

"Zog ya, ya manky git. Git back 'ere so I can krumps ya loik an Ork!"

And with that Corvus took a flying leap off his vending machine, trying to fly over the zomborks to tackle the gorkamancer, because if he wasn't going to get an epic spell war, at least he was getting an old fashioned punch up.

Mag-Tay makes here way into the tram, the first thing she notices is a Grot taking pot shots out the window, who she dispatches with a shot to the back of the head. Then she notices the control monitor which still looks like Citadel tech, however a ton of orky leavers, gadgets, and what not's have been riveted, duck taped, and glued to it. Most notably a fist size RED BUTTON.

Corvus makes the leap and the Morkamancer turns just in time to be football tackled by a half ton of ceramite. Both crash threw the door of the tram and nearly into Mag-Tay. The Gorkamancer curses:

"Get off me you Zoggin Beakkie!"

His eyes glow with electricity as he releases a blast that Unlimited Power's Corvus back out the door. An ark of electricity veers off and hits Mag-Tay, stumbling her and dropping her cloak. Corvus land on his back, electrified and a little singed but otherwise okay. Turns out the ork was a psyker after all. The ork stands, notices Mag-Tay and with another curse start to charge another shot. However Mag-Tay recovers faster. (What do you do?)

Meanwhile Brice takes Fury's order of "Burn" to heart and whips out her firestorm, lighting up the remaining Zomborks, giggling like little school girl. This is cut short when a metal spike flies out of the fire and strikes her shoulder, pinning her to the wall behind the squad. The resulting sound of "MOTHER BITCH!!!" lets Fury know she's still alive. Dabuka attempts to pull her down.

From the fires walks out the cause of Brices misfortune. More heavily armored then the others this Zombork appears to be the Nob of the group. Armed with what looks like an archaic crossbow for a left arm and rotating Drill for a right. It goes straight for Fury and causes his squad to duck for cover as debris flies everywhere from his drill striking the ground where Fury was at. Fury avoided the blow but now has a Nob Zombork in his face.

No Beard is just about to shoot the Nob-bork when from the corner of his eye he notices one more zombork coming out of the fire with a pair of chain blade arms and Springs For Legs? He fires at the zombork but it does a Go-Go-Gadget and jumps over the shot, launching it self straight at No Beard. No Beard avoids its assault but now has his own tussle to deal with.

OOC: These are the last two Zomborks
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