From his overwatch position Corth could see the surviving pirates - including the trando - fall back deeper into the canyon. He relayed the info over coms: "Corth to Rux, you there S'arnt major?" "You all know how to make an entrance", Corth muttered to himself. "the pirates are falling back. If we are going into that canyon we need to go soon before they can rally up"
When all hell broke loose the pirate that was carrying the chiss girl to the vehicles diverted and threw himself and the girl in a crater for safety. He held her savagely under his boot as he scanned the chaos with his rifle.
Corth had a good firing angle.
The pirate directed his confusion and anger against the girl - shouting something then hitting her with his rifle.
Corth had made his decision.
He knew shooting from his observation post would potentially give away his position but he figured most beings were too busy trying to stay not-on-fire to notice him.
He centered the crosshairs of his mid-range scope on the center of the pirates head. Corth took a second to wait for the pirate to stop moving. sight alignment. slow trigger squeeze. breathe... The bolt cracked from Corth's blaster. It tore through the falling snow and smoke and slammed into the pirates skull. Superheated brain and blood discharged from the rear of his head and painted the snow. Charred skull fragments fell onto the wide-eyed chiss girl.
Pleased with his results, Corth attempted followup shots on other scrambling pirates with poor results. Most were too far away and the visibility was dropping rapidly.
"S'arnt Major, request permission to join the assault team.", corth said over coms.
When all hell broke loose the pirate that was carrying the chiss girl to the vehicles diverted and threw himself and the girl in a crater for safety. He held her savagely under his boot as he scanned the chaos with his rifle.
Corth had a good firing angle.
The pirate directed his confusion and anger against the girl - shouting something then hitting her with his rifle.
Corth had made his decision.
He knew shooting from his observation post would potentially give away his position but he figured most beings were too busy trying to stay not-on-fire to notice him.
He centered the crosshairs of his mid-range scope on the center of the pirates head. Corth took a second to wait for the pirate to stop moving. sight alignment. slow trigger squeeze. breathe... The bolt cracked from Corth's blaster. It tore through the falling snow and smoke and slammed into the pirates skull. Superheated brain and blood discharged from the rear of his head and painted the snow. Charred skull fragments fell onto the wide-eyed chiss girl.
Pleased with his results, Corth attempted followup shots on other scrambling pirates with poor results. Most were too far away and the visibility was dropping rapidly.
"S'arnt Major, request permission to join the assault team.", corth said over coms.
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