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"Hey hey, you know him" Charlie starts, jerking a thumb at you. "Our buddy here needs to focus and psyche himself up before he lays down the law! Ask again later."

Looks like Charlie's trying to save you from Rachel's interrogation. It's appreciated, but will he ever stop bringing the 'law' thing back up again?

"It's just a simple yes or no, I'm sure he won't lose focus long enough to answer!" Rachel chuckles as Charlie gives you an apologetic look, he tried. "So, do you?"

>Sure why not, it's a comforting thought thinking we aren't alone out there.
>Nah, there's no way. If there were more life out there, we'd surely have found something by now.
>Other.

>>1579214

PURGE THE XENOS WITH CLEANSING FIRE, FOR WE ARE HUMANITY AND WE SHALL RULE THE GALAXY IN THE MANPEROR'S GLORIOUS NAME, THROUGH HIS CONDUIT, THE COMMANDY ONE!

>>1579214
>>Nah, there's no way. If there were more life out there, we'd surely have found something by now.

>>1579214
>If there are, they're smart enough not to stick their dicks into this hornet's nest. Probably waiting until we all kill each other.

>>1579214
>Nah, there's no way. If there were more life out there, we'd surely have found something by now.

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>>1579214
>>>Sure why not, it's a comforting thought thinking we aren't alone out there.
ayy lmao

>>1579214
>>Nah, there's no way. If there were more life out there, we'd surely have found something by now.

>>1579214
>>Nah, there's no way. If there were more life out there, we'd surely have found something by now.

>Sure why not, it's a comforting thought thinking we aren't alone out there.

>>1579214
Sure why not. Its impossible for life to NOT be out there.

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>>1579214

You shake your head. "Nah, odds are too low. We're all lucky we've even made it this far ourselves."

"I didn't know you were 'believer', Bandit." Charlie says to Rachel.

Rachel grins at that. "Dude, I grew up on cheesy sci-fi B-movies. I love that stuff. Especially if they have big goofy monster outfits." She begins to mime a menacing alien, claws and all.

"Oh yeah, I can totally see Rachel in one of those costumes, she'd make a great alien. Utterly terrifying." Charlie appraises, looking thoughtfully at Rachel then back over to you. "...And our buddy over here can be the dashing lead trying to stop you."

"I'd like to see him try!" Rachel challenges you.

You're not really sure how to react to that.

"I bet you when Charlie would be the perfect damsel in distress!" Another teammate chuckles.

Just like that, the usual and welcoming banter once again starts up once again. Light insults and jabs and the like are thrown at one another, even Captain Nguyen is joining in for the occasional comment. The mood within the APC improves noticeably.

You spot Rachel lean back in her seat with a pleased look. Seems like she wanted the others to relax a bit before showtime. Looks like it worked.

The APC should be at the edge compound any second now so you decide to check your gear one last time. Besides the standard loadout that includes your sidearm, flashbangs and other assorted utility items like zipties and the like, You glance down at your...

SMG. Something that'll let you move around quickly and flank any criminal scum before they can outflank your team. As long as they aren't wearing armor you should be quite the threat.

Assault Rifle. Versatile and reliable in most situations except in close quarters. You'll be staying in the back clearing the buildings so you might miss your chance at subduing the kingpin yourself.

Shotgun. Not much needs to be said here, you'll be right at point breaching and clearing the various buildings in the compound. As long as your team can take out any Snipers you'll be moving at the speed of death.

Riot Shield. You'll be right in the thick of it with this. Sure you won't be fighting back much, but at least you'll be making sure nobody else takes a bullet. The shield also makes a great bashing implement in a pinch.

What's your primary?

>SMG
>Assault Rifle
>Shotgun
>Riot Shield

>>1579364
>>SMG

>>1579364
>>Shotgun

>>1579364
>>Assault Rifle

>Riot Shield

I wonder if we could go for a Riot Shield/Sawn-off Shotgun combo

>>1579373
>>1579375
>>1579383

Well, that was varied

>>1579364
Shotgun

>>1579364
>>Riot Shield

>>1579385
If I remember, there were some shotguns designed for use with a shield.

Unless we go for a baton/shield combo.

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>>1579375
Whoops, wrong image

>>1579364
>>Shotgun

>>1579364
>Shotgun

>>1579364
>Shotgun

>>1579385
You realize you should quote the post you're voting on, right? Makes it easy to count.

>>1579400

Then I would suggest:

>Riot Shield/Sawn-Off or Baton combo

As the option to pick

>>1579436
Thx for the help

>>1579364
>Riot Shield/Sawn-Off or Baton combo

>>1579364
Shotgun

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>A fucking riot shield
>Working against plasma

>>1579460
I mean, once we get our hands on some alien alloys it's at least not a horrifically suicidal idea

>>1579460
>>1579465
That and maybe a shock baton, or something to beat them into submission with so we can capture them!

>>1579460
Actually if it had a magnetic field it could probably deflect the plasma. Like how plasma is held in check by a magnetic field to make sure it stays as one cohesive bolt. Hell, even having a mostly non-conductive material as the shield and popping the magnetic bubble around the plasma a few feet away could make it survive a shot or two thanks to dissipation.

But yeah getting shot at in XCOM is badnewsbears.

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>>1579364
>Riot Shield

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>>1579465
Like we would make it until then

>>1579460

What plasma? Gentlemen you are in a grave mistake. Nobody on Earth has the technology to make plasma weapons. Why bother us with such nonsense in a simple and predictable drug war mission?

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>>1579364

You look down at the shotgun in your hands, well acquainted to the weight and feel of the weapon. You always did prefer close and personal to the action after all. If you’re lucky, you might be able to bag the jackpot yourself.

The banter continues undeterred as you finish checking your kit is in order. Captain Nguyen then speaks up, his commanding presence reigning in the team. A hush falls in the APC as everyone gives their undivided attention to the Captain.

"Alright you know all know what the score is. Emmanuelle Cortez has been a thorn in our sides for years now, and finally we’ve managed to get a solid lead on the slippery bastard. State Police have already set a perimeter around the outskirts of the compound, though thankfully since it’s so secluded we won’t have to be worrying about any interruptions.” Nguyen idly scratches the large scar off the side of his cheek.

“How many bad guys are we going to have to deal with, Cap?” Charlie asks, glancing over at the PDA in the Captain’s hand. Up to date intel and all that.

“Given how large the compound is, we’re guessing at least twenty cartel members including Cortez himself. Subdue them if necessary but I doubt any are going to be surrendering any time soon.” Nguyen replies. Having dealt with some of the members in prior operations, you’ve known them to be almost fanatical in their loyalty to their organization. Not your problem.

“When the operation starts, our chopper with our sniper support will pull up to provide overwatch, it’ll take some time for them to arrive so we’ll be on our own for a bit. Remember, some of our best men and women died to get their hands on this intel, let’s not waste this chance.” Nguyen’s hand tightens to a fist, a righteous fury in his eyes.

“Oh don’t worry Boss, we won’t.” Rachel says determinedly, idly knocking on her Riot Shield.

“We’re here, ladies and gentlemen.” The driver states as the APC slows to a stop. Without a moment of hesitation you all make your exit from the cramped interior into the cool Arizona evening.

Looming in the distance is the compound itself, illuminated by floodlights and the like, the cartel members unaware of your presence still. Nguyen is quick to divide out the team as you all get your bearings as you pile out. It looks like Charlie’s going on one team, specifically focused on securing the perimeter while Rachel is going to be with a team focused on securing the first set of buildings.

Nguyen turns to you, pausing for a moment.

“You’re odd man out, which team do you want to be?” Nguyen asks.

>Perimeter with Charlie.
>Breaching with Rachel.

>>1579537
>>Perimeter with Charlie.

>Breaching with Rachel.

>>1579537
>>Breaching with Rachel.

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>>1579515
Let's not even get to the moment when we get more 'formfitting' armor, and avoid ogling all the women.

>>1579537
>>Perimeter with Charlie.

>>1579537
>Breaching with Rachel.

>>1579537
>Breaching with Rachel.
we have a breaching weapon

>>1579537
>>Breaching
I mean, just from our choice of weapon alone

>>1579537
>>Breaching with Rachel.
Breaching is what you do with shotguns.

>>1579537
>>Breaching with Rachel.

>>1579537
>Breeding with Rachel

>>1579554
>exposed skin
>heels

I want out of this chickenshit outfit.

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>>1579583

>>1579537
>Breaching with Rachel.

>>1579537
Breaching with Rachel.

>>1579537
BREACH AND CLEAR. INSERT SHOTGUN INTO OPPOSING ANUS.

>>1579583
>>1579592
>Picking first girl before we see any others.

>>1579537
Oh by the way, when are you cutting off vote counting? Just to avoid any consternation in the future.

>>1579537
>>Breaching with Rachel.

>>1579605
This is XCOM, there's a very real chance we won't live that long.
>>1579603
Sup Cursed you mad bastard.

>>1579608
I generally cut off the votes every 20 minutes or so, sorry for not giving a heads up!

>>1579613
>MC dying in a quest.

I'd worry about them more.

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>>1579554
>>1579584
Well at least it isn't an armored bikini.

>>1579537
>>Breaching with Rachel.
Got here through Merc's recommendation. looks good.

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>>1579615
No problem, was just curious
>>1579621
I mean, if any quest concept could continue after MC death, XCOM is one of them

>>1579613
Should already be writing up eulogies for everyone in the quest.

>>1579615
Should probably consider a vote limit and do a 'whichever comes first' deal.

>>1579630
Disagree personally, voting shouldn't be a race.

>>1579630
Yeah, no. "Whichever comes first" is terrible for voting. Timelimit is fine.

Here's hoping MC gets all of his limbs blown off and then they decide to make him into a proto MEC. Actually I hope MC survives unscathed and lives a full, happy life. Possibly full of PTSD.

>>1579643
MEC is cool, I wouldn't mind going the Psi route either. Blasting people with our minds and shotgun? Yes please.

>>1579638
No, but getting the story moving is preferable to excessive down time to me.

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>>1579643
>make him into a proto MEC
Why not Rachel

>>1579660
>20min
>Excessive downtime

>>1579662
Because she's going to die.

>>1579643
>Getting PTSD from ridding the world of DISGUSTING XENOS

>>1579667
>he's never experienced Chryssalids

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>>1579674
I blocked that mission out of my memory. What have you done?

>>1579613
Oh nothing much. Trying to run Xenoquest. We have now become the Zerg. Our massive captured space station has a pair of Colonial marine frigates rammed into the center of it and we are slowly picking them apart for tech. So far we have sensors and Bio-plasma Engines

>>1579687
Every Xcom player just had Nam flashbacks because of that ONE sentence

>>1579694
Fucking Chryssalids.

>>1579689
Thanks for reminding me, I've been meaning to read that.

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>>1579537


"Going with them.” You motion to Rachel and the others on her team. While you could help with flanking any stragglers if things go loud outside, you are best clearing the buildings overall. Nguyen merely nods.

As you walk over and form up, you see Charlie give you a wink. You give him a quizzical look back but he’s already moving up with the other half of the team as Nguyen leads them. As you wander over to Rachel she gives you a thumbs up.

“I’ll take the hits while you blast them with buckshot. Match made in heaven.” Rachel says casually hefting her riot shield with ease. Nobody expects the girl with the big shield after all.

By the time your team is formed up, Charlie and the Captain’s team have already moved up and split, using the cover of darkness to approach the compound. Your team follows close behind. They cut wide, moving around the site of the barbed wire fence encircled around the compound as your team moves straight to the front.

The first thing you notice as you approach however is the silence. The exterior of the compound itself seems empty. Not even any guards patrolling around the gate. Though, given how late it is, they probably aren’t expecting company. Idiots, that should work in your favor.

It's a bit spooky, though.

As Charlie’s team works to secure the area, your team enters the compound proper, approaching one of the first buildings closest. A one story affair, probably only a few rooms at best. You and the others stack up by the back door of the building, waiting for you to start the party. Rachel gives you a nod, waiting for the go as she pulls her riot shield and sidearm in a ready stance.

>We’ll be using a d20 Best of 3 Dice system for action resolution. Can’t have XCOM without RNG after all! If you guys do happen to score a Crit, you chose can keep it, though you can only have one!

>Roll 1d20

>>1579687
>>1579694
>[evil laughter intensifies]

>>1579702
>screaming recedes into distance

Fucking.

Chryssalids.

Damn the man who thought up that evil. Damn him

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1579720
Here goes RNG

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1579720

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1579720
>It's a bit spooky, though.

>>1579728
We ain't scared of no X-Ray.

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>>1579728

>>1579728
Wew, starting things off strong

>>1579728
Off to a great start! Do you guys wish to save the Crit?

>Yes.
>No.

>>1579759
>No.

>>1579759
By 'save' you mean 'keep it for a rainy day, but we have to use the next-best roll right now', right?
If so,
>No

>>1579759
>>No.
Not for this first one, since I hope it means some kind of trait or perk.

>>1579759
>No.

Rather start with a bang than a 9. It'll look good on a resume.

>>1579759
>>No.

>>1579769
Apologies, to further specify, saving a Crit will allow you to negate a 1 if you guys are unlucky enough to roll one! Minimize the 'THAT'S XCOM, BABY' moments by a bit.

This is my first time running a quest, so I might miss a few things along the way.

Anyways, using the Crit up then and there it is.

>>1579787
Hopefully this will keep us from being the only survivor of the tutorial mission.

>inb4 reaction shot the fuck out of a sectoid

>>1579795
Can we defend Rachel's smile anons?

>>1579805
Pfffffttt no way. Nguyen is going to get it the hardest of all of them, though.

>>1579805
I vote we start with keeping her alive, smiling is a luxury at XCOM.

>>1579769
>>1579787
he does the merc command system of if you save it you pass but you don't get as great a stuff as a crit. But you can negate a 1 or force a reroll later. 2 20s give a stored crit automatically and 2 1s are autocrit fails

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>>1579813
>>1579795
I mean, if people do get horribly injured, there's always either the MEC route, or the potential Cyborg Ninja path.

>>1579813
Yep. She's our buddy. A shieldmaiden basically and nice to boot. Primary directive, protect Rachel's smile.

>>1579850
Cyborg ninjas only when the aliens bring in metal ge- I mean, Sectopods.

>>1579857
We'll do it if we can. Have to keep everyone alive first.

>>1579759
On a vote like this lets just go with whichever wins out of the first three can't let every crit we roll be a 20 min derailer

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You take a breath as you mind focuses into a razor sharp point as you move to breach. With a practiced motion you kick the door open, the flimsy lock unable to match your sheer force of your kick.

The door caves in, being knocked hard into the room! It bounces onto the floor with a crash as quickly move back behind cover as another team member tosses a flashbang into the room. There’s a dazzlingly bright flash and a loud crack in the interior of the building as the flashbang goes off, breaking any possible concealment you might have had prior.

“Moving!” Rachel shouts, storming into the building with lightning speed as you follow quickly behind her. The two of you moving like a well-oiled machine. “Go go go!”

You enter the building, quickly getting a scan of the room. The place looks trashed, even more so than usual drug dens. You hear shouts of surprise and horror by someone inside, a cartel member huddled in a corner. He attempts to blindly fire a weapon at you all, but you have already crossed the room to him, smacking him hard in the gut with the butt of your shotgun. He stumbles onto the floor whimpering.

He’s babbling like crazy as you quickly zip-tie him, your focus completely on securing the enemy. You didn’t expect Cortez’s elite guard to fold like paper this quickly…

“Main room clear!” Rachel barks.

“Side rooms clear!” Another member says hastily.

You relax as moment as you turn back to see the completely terrified Cartel Member, practically on the verge of tears and screaming in Spanish.

>Shut him up and knock him out, he’s only going to distract you and possibly make the situation get worse attracting even more attention than you already have.
>The hell is his problem? Maybe you should try and find out what he's on about.
>Other.

>>1579912
>>Shut him up and knock him out, he’s only going to distract you and possibly make the situation get worse attracting even more attention than you already have.

>>1579912
>>Shut him up and knock him out, he’s only going to distract you and possibly make the situation get worse attracting even more attention than you already have.

Probably just high as fuck right now.

[Hidden Movement]

>>1579912
>>Shut him up and knock him out, he’s only going to distract you and possibly make the situation get worse attracting even more attention than you already have.

>>1579912
>>The hell is his problem? Maybe you should try and find out what he's on about.

>>1579912
>>Shut him up and knock him out, he’s only going to distract you and possibly make the situation get worse attracting even more attention than you already have.

>>1579912
>Shut him up and knock him out, he’s only going to distract you and possibly make the situation get worse attracting even more attention than you already have.

Cartels standars have really gone down lately.

>>1579912
>Shut him up and knock him out, he’s only going to distract you and possibly make the situation get worse attracting even more attention than you already have.

>>1579912
>>Other.

gag him

>>1579912
Also this quest is very active currently 10 mins for voting should be enough up to you though QM

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>>1579912

Without even a moment’s thought you decide to neutralize the member yourself. A swift hit from the butt of your shotgun again is enough to knock him unconscious. Damn druggies.

“Smooth moves.” Rachel says with a grin before getting back to serious mode as she calls it in, the other members of the team finalizing last minute checks of the building before getting ready to move the next building. “Lead this is Coda, first building clear moving onto the next one—ow!”

Rachel suddenly recoils back, ripping off her earpiece as you all equally wince as your radio goes wild with loud static and feedback. You pry off your earpiece as well. The thing buzzing loudly even as you pull it away. You and the others have no choice but turn your radios off.

“The fuck?” One of your teammates says. That about sums it up.

“Well shit, maybe the Cartel bought some fancy jammer or something?” Rachel shakes her head, wincing as she rubs her ear. “Charlie and the Cap are probably on the other side of the compound by now at the very least, no way we can quickly link up to them and reassess without committing to it…”

You glance over from a window, the next building is only a quick crossing from here, and will put you closer to the main building where Cortez likely is. Though not counting your first neutralized Cartel member, they might actually be prepared for your team. Did someone tip you guys off?

"What do you think?" Rachel asks you.

>Stick with the plan and clear the next building, the others can handle themselves. We’re close to taking out Cortez if we do so.
>We should link back up with the other squad. Communication loss is a big deal. We can even the odds if we move as a full unit.
>Other

>>1580016
>>We should link back up with the other squad. Communication loss is a big deal. We can even the odds if we move as a full unit.
If they got tipped off, the other squad could be in danger.

>>1580016
>>Stick with the plan and clear the next building, the others can handle themselves
And more importantly they're probably counting on us to stick to the plan ourselves. Wouldn't it just be lovely if we tried to join up with them and got our asses shot?

>>1580016
>Maybe it's your aliens Rachel sarcastically

>>1580016
>Stick with the plan and clear the next building, the others can handle themselves.

We can't let Cortez slip out again.

>>1580024
Supporting this as well.

>>1580016
>>Stick with the plan and clear the next building, the others can handle themselves. We’re close to taking out Cortez if we do so.

>>1580016
>>Stick with the plan and clear the next building, the others can handle themselves. We’re close to taking out Cortez if we do so.

Supporting: >>1580024

>>1580016
>Stick with the plan and clear the next building, the others can handle themselves. We’re close to taking out Cortez if we do so.

>>1580016
>>Stick with the plan and clear the next building, the others can handle themselves. We’re close to taking out Cortez if we do so.

>>1580016
>Stick with the plan and clear the next building, the others can handle themselves. We’re close to taking out Cortez if we do so.

FINISH THE MISSION

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"We stick with our orders. Wouldn't want to get chewed out by the Captain after this." You say, the other squad members nodding in agreement before turning to Rachel is a slight smile. "Besides, they might be your aliens, Rachel."

"Hah! Let's give ET a proper welcome to Earth then!" Rachel chuckles back, taking a breath and composing herself. Hoisting her riot shield back up to take point once again while you stick right behind her. The KO'd tango isn't going anywhere so you all leave him be.

Your team moves out of this building and towards the next. This is last building right before the main one in the compound. This time it's a two story affair, and the state of this building is in shambles compared to the rest of the compound. It looks like the roof has been caved in. Did a meth lab blow up or something? You all stack up and get into position. Once ready, you all begin execute another breach. It takes you a few goes this time around to get it open. Something is blocking it probably. As the door finally gives way and you step back as the team flashes the interior once again and you and Rachel storm in.

You quickly find out why it took a little bit of effort this time around, it looks like someone attempted to block the door with some furniture.

However, that's not what gets your eye as you all quickly rush in. At the center of the room is something none of you have ever seen before. A strange... glowing green... pod? The pod itself seems to be embedded into the floor itself, appendages on its side digging into the ground. Looking up, it looks to have crashed right through the roof and second story before landing at the bottom floor, like an artillery shell or something. It oozes out a strange green mist of some kind, and around it there appears to be a few bodies seemingly encased in a strange green substance, leading right up to the pod.

"...What the hell is that!?" One of your teammates says, clearly jarred by the sight. This is not what any of you were expecting.

"I don't care what the hell that is, clear the building! we can't just stand around with our thumbs up our asses." Rachel snaps, quickly falling into line after taking a look at the sight.

She has a point, no time to gawk, there could still be tangos in the building...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>1580089

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1580089

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1580089

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>>1580089
...

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1580115
Nice, I screwed up my dice roll! Go me. Let's try that again.

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>>1580117
AYYLMAO FUCKING SHITS GET REKT

VIGILO CONFIDO
VIGILO CONFIDO
VIGILO CONFIDO

>>1580117
I believe we are not dealing with the smartest sectoids.

>>1580117
>sectoid trips over a banana peel and shoots itself

>>1580117
Does this mean our first encounter ends in a capture?

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>>1580115
>>1580117

>>1580117
>Sectoids come in with one mind-boosting the others
>Freak out blast the leader's fucking face
>chain reaction brainsplosions

Alrighty then.

>>1580134
Or blow up a bunch of drugs next to them, causing them to get really really fucked up.

>>1580117
SLAY THE AYY AWAY

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>>1580117
You scan around, shotgun at the ready. Then you see it above you, movement peering over the top of the hole in the roof, something quick and small.

"Contact above!" You shout pointing your shotgun upwards to the ceiling. As you prepare to shoot you hear something knock over as well as seeing an explosion of a white substance in the room above you, cocaine? Then, there's sudden bug-like screech of surprise as something tumbles over the hole in the room, landing on the strange greed pod thing on it's back and landing on it's ass.

You barely register the cocaine in it's eyes blinding it as it fumbles in pain on the ground. There's no hesitation as you pump the thing full of buckshot pointblank, turning into a grey and yellow pulpy mess.

"What the fuck is that!?" A teammate says in surprise.

"No time! Move!" Rachel yells, and you're already moving up with her to secure it.

The both of you reach the second floor as you see more of the tiny things, stumbling around dazed and blind, cocaine mist in the air. It looks one of them stepped on very large bag of blow.

You and Rachel don't hesitate to pepper the things with gun fire, downing them all swiftly and brutally. Whatever the things are, they can't stand a chance against your shotgun.

As they die, the strange metal wrist devices on their hand seemingly dissemble, exploding into fragments of metal and components.

You look at the pile of them, lowering your shotgun, barrel still smoking.

"Holy shit! They ARE real!" Rachel says in surprise looking at the dead little grey... things.

Your gunfire seems to have kicked up the hornets nest as you begin to hear gunfire towards the main building, coupled with the sounds of screams and strange sounds.

"Shit, more contact coming in from the sides!"

You hastily look down to see another small group of the little grey men approaching, having ducked behind one of the small garage hangers, behind some barrels. Your team begins to exchange fire from below as they return fire with blasts of bright green... shots? You hear one of your teammates scream in pain below.

"Fuck!" Rachel swears, moving over to brace her shield against a window and open fire with her sidearm at the things.

>Suppressing fire from above, get them to scatter.
>Hop down down below and then flank them.
>Other.

>>1580184
>>Hop down down below and then flank them.

I hope we at least have a few special shotgun shells for them.

>>1580184
>>Suppressing fire from above, get them to scatter.
Gotta stick with Rachel.

>>1580184
>>Other.
Fling another bag of cocaine at them, and -then- flank

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1580184
>Other
>Dive through the window, firing like a madman into the Ayys

>>1580184
>>Hop down down below and then flank them.
Also
>high as fuck sectoid
10/10

>>1580184
>>Hop down down below and then flank them.
Suppressing is done with assault rifles and machine-guns, shotguns are for flanking and close-up killing.

>>1580184
>Hop down down below and then flank them.

>>1580184
>Hop down down below and then flank them.

>>1580191
I'll vote for this.

>>1580197
I mean, they're unarmored and we've got a full-length combat shotgun. It'll work across a room, easily.

>>1580184
>>Hop down down below and then flank them.

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>>1580184
>Hop down down below and then flank them.
>>1580193
pic related
>>1580215
Don't let their nat 1 fool you the Ayys are deadly to us right now

>>1580215
And just wait until we get our hands on some alien materials for some awesome hand-loads.

>>1580225
>Don't let their nat 1 fool you the Ayys are deadly to us right now

That doesn't change what buckshot does to a naked meat sack. Getting closer also makes their weapons more powerful, too. Since less energy dissipation at shorter ranges.

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"Cover me!" You call out, deciding to end this next fight with the same speed and brutality as the first encounter. Their capabilities are unknown and you'd rather not want to find out or give them the opportunity to show your team.

Time for some Running and Gunning.

You rush forward, smashing open a window and hopping down as Rachel empties her mag at the contacts, propping her leg on her shield to keep it blocking most of the window as she reloads with her hands, putting as much fire as she can with her sidearm.

You hit the ground in a roll to the side of the building as the things take cover from the combined fire from both Rachel above and your squad, which you use as your moment to act...

>Roll 1d20+1

Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1580269

Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1580269

Rolled 12 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1580269

Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1580269

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>>1580291
As long as someone isn't a day away from retirement they should be fine.

So what sort of armor should we have: Light, Medium, or Heavy?

>>1580301
Not even light we aren't xcom yet we have a bullet proof vest

>>1580301
Given we're a starter squaddie? we got light and that's it. That said Assaults do best in heavy armor with their Major bonus feat. so heavy if we get the chance

>>1580301
>>1580308
>>1580309
I mean, we've got no idea how completely Pixel is using actual xcom mechanics, if at all. Conceptually, medium or heavy will probably carry the day, even if mobility would be nice.

>>1580301
Heavy when we get the chance and are promoted from dead meat.
>>1580315
Assault goes heavy anyway.

We're going to be almost as square shouldered as the ingame models.

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Your team gives you more than enough of a distraction to close the distance, sprinting at full tilt as you start opening fire on the contacts as they take cover from the combined fire of your team, one of them getting winged by Rachel from the second floor.

You are right on them before they even realize you're there and pepper the first one with a blast of your shotgun, taking it down instantly. The remaining ones attempt to turn their wrist mounted 'guns' on you.

The rest of your team, seeing an opening, begin to focus their fire as you duck out of the way into some cover. Blasts of the green globs energy of shooting past you and impacting the low wall you hunker behind. You can feel the searing heat as it whizzes past your head. Fortunately, the little bastards are only able to get a couple of shots on you before your team manages to wipe out the last stragglers.

You quickly take a peek and see the group of the unknowns lying dead in the pool of their yellow blood. Glancing back over at the low wall, you note the thing was just about to disintegrate and give out on you.

"Tom is down and Jillian is hit!" One of your teammates calls out as you rush back into the building. There, you see one of your teammates dead. Moments prior still alive, now a very real searing green burn on his chest, the Kevlar doing absolutely nothing. Your other teammate, Jillian, isn't doing better either as she clutches her shoulder, gasping in pain.

The green blast of energy only winged her, but it was enough to completely incapacitate her. Rachel rushes down, stopping for a moment in horror at the sight, before snapping out of it. The distinct sounds of battle still being heard from the main building where you guess Charlie and his team are engaging.

Thankfully however, in the distance you can hear the distant whirring of your helicopter support approaching the AO. Unfortunately, with comms still down they have no idea what the fuck they're getting themselves into.

"We need to help the others before these damn things get them like they got Tom!" One of your teammates says nervously, constantly pointing his gun left and fro, as if expecting more of the things to pop out of the woodwork.

"If we don't flag down the chopper and let them know the AO is hot, they might get shot down!" Another teammates says, as she helps to tend to the incapacitated Jillian.

Rachel looks to you, still somewhat dazed.

>We have to give the rest of our team support.
>We need to make sure our chopper reinforcements aren't taken out. Those green energy blasts pack a disturbing punch.
>Split up, we need to cover as much ground as we can before we're overwhelmed.
>Other.

>>1580369
>We need to make sure our chopper reinforcements aren't taken out. Those green energy blasts pack a disturbing punch.

>>1580369
>>We need to make sure our chopper reinforcements aren't taken out. Those green energy blasts pack a disturbing punch.

If there's a drug lab nearby...well, be prepared to make a final stand in there.

>>1580369
>>We need to make sure our chopper reinforcements aren't taken out. Those green energy blasts pack a disturbing punch.
>You two take Jillian and flag the chopper down to set down out of range with some flares, we'll go interdict the little green shooting shits, aight?

>>1580387
Seconding.

>>1580369
>>We need to make sure our chopper reinforcements aren't taken out. Those green energy blasts pack a disturbing punch.

>>1580387
This

>>1580369
>We need to make sure our chopper reinforcements aren't taken out. Those green energy blasts pack a disturbing punch.
Whatever we do, don't split the team; we don't stand a chance in a fair fight against them.

>>1580369
>>1580387
I was just about to mention the flares we have, seconding.

>>1580384
Drug labs have a tendency to catch on fire or explode. Let's look for anywhere else.

>>1580387
>>1580369
I'd go for something like this.

>>1580387
This.

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>people voting to split the team when all we have are rookies

>>1580464
Hey, they're only rookies. They aren't worth much.

>>1580464
>Splitting the team
Getting the wounded to a safer? location, preventing the loss of our air support/evac, and so on.

Only send Jillian and the nervous teammate to flare the chopper.

>>1580464
>Rookies
>SWAT
The issue is that we're unprepared for ayylmaos and uncoordinated without radio.

>>1580491
M8, rookies are top-tier spec ops from their respective nation when you recruit them. That's how strong the ayys are; the best of the best are entry level in XCOM.

>>1580512
>That's how strong the ayys are; the best of the best are entry level in XCOM.
So just how good are the pro XCOMs?

>>1580491
>doesn't realize Rookies are former special forces in most cases

>>1580515
Best of the best of the best, with pirated ayy supertech.

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"We have wounded and that chopper is our lifeline, we'll need to flag them down and get Jillian an extract." You say decisively pointing at the two other members, one of them being your nervous teammate, Jenkins. "You two go out and flag them down, carry her."

"Y-yes sir!" Jenkins stammers as he hastily moves over to carry Jillian, her arm shoulder still sizzling. It's taking a lot out of the woman to not scream and thrash about in pain, but she's keeping it together.

Rachel is simply staring at the now deceased Tom, you quickly move over and pat her on the shoulder which snaps her out of it.

"We're moving." You say simply.

"Right. Fuck... Right." Rachel nods simply, before shaking her head and gripping her riot shield's handle tighter.

On your go, your team rushes out, the injured Jillian and the two members carrying her moving forward across the courtyard towards the back of the compound where you came in. Rachel, the other teammate, and yourself set up positions to cover them. It's tense as you scan the area around you listening to the gunfire and watching the flashes of green light and muzzle fire from the main building, but thankfully none of the little green shooting shits appear to engage your group at the very least. You look back, spotting your team members having completed the crossing.

They set Jillian down as they begin prepare flares to flag down the chopper team. Jenkins nervously scanning the desert around him wildly.

You waste no time and the three of you start moving up towards the main building, the rest of your team can handle themselves. Scanning the dark corners and alleyways for any hidden movement. As you come closer to the main building. The gunfire from within stops.

Aside from the distant hum of the chopper in the area all becomes suddenly quiet as you three approach. Rachel advancing with her shield while the you and your other member moving behind her, weapons raised.

"Did they get them?" Rachel asks quietly. "The brunt of the fight looks like it came from the second floor, towards the back of the building."

The main building itself appears to have been an old school, once upon a time. It's three floors high and quite the intimidating building to clear with only three members.

"I see a fire escape to the side." Your other member points out. "We can probably head straight to the team and make sure they're alright."

>We clear the first floor and move up, we don't want the Greys to get the drop on us.
>Charlie and the Captain could be injured and compromised, we wasted too much time securing the chopper. Climbing the fire escape and linking up with them should be the priority.
>Other.

>>1580526
>>We clear the first floor and move up, we don't want the Greys to get the drop on us.
This too is flanking.

>>1580526
>Charlie and the Captain could be injured and compromised, we wasted too much time securing the chopper. Climbing the fire escape and linking up with them should be the priority.

>>1580526
>Charlie and the Captain could be injured and compromised, we wasted too much time securing the chopper. Climbing the fire escape and linking up with them should be the priority.

>>1580526
>We clear the first floor and move up, we don't want the Greys to get the drop on us.
Either they're finished, pinned or dead, so in any case an extra few seconds of speed likely is less of an advantage than taking the ayy lmao's position from behind and preventing flanking. We're half a squad to and one of us is using a shield (I assume with a pistol as well?) so we gotta not get ahead of ourselves. Also what do we have in the vein of grenades, as this is x-com!

>>1580526
>We clear the first floor and move up, we don't want the Greys to get the drop on us.

>>1580549
Seconding.

>>1580526
>Charlie and the Captain could be injured and compromised, we wasted too much time securing the chopper. Climbing the fire escape and linking up with them should be the priority.
We'll be in the thick of it, but I think linking up might be the safer option here. We aren't Rambo, we need to stack the deck as much as possible before clearing the building.

>>1580557
If the firing is stopped they're either safe or dead. We can take the time to clear.

>>1580549
You currently have flashbangs and stinger grenades. Along with that you are rocking your shotgun, obviously, and a sidearm. Rachel does indeed have a sidearm along with her shield. Your remaining teammate has an AR.

>>1580566
>Nonlethal grenades
Those'll be useful, suuure.

>>1580562
I'm more concerned about the risk to our squad than the time factor. 3 people doesn't fill me with confidence for being able to clear a floor without casualties.

That said, judicious use of our flashbang grenades (>>1580566) means it's not out of the question, but that would be a risky expenditure of resources that might be reduced or even unnecessary if we can link up with the rest of our team.

>Charlie and the Captain could be injured and compromised, we wasted too much time securing the chopper. Climbing the fire escape and linking up with them should be the priority.
Take the high ground

Closing the vote now!

>>1580526
>>1580557
Support.
Mostly because we don't have any comms.

>>1580572
Flashbangs certainly are useful.

>>1580598
Yeah, the flashbangs are pretty useful. I was kinda hoping for at least one frag though. Rubber pellets are not noted for their effectiveness at killing aliums.

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"We need to link up with the rest of the squad." You state tightening your grip on your shotgun. "They probably won't expect us going straight up the fire escape with how brainless the first bunch was. If there are any of those tiny bastards left..."

"Heh, I always hated climbing up ladders with my shield..." You hear Rachel mutter under her breath, trying to lighten the mood. The three of you climb the fire escape, this time taking point with your shotgun. It's rather difficult to move with the shield on point. You climb as quickly and as quietly as you can, though it is made difficult with all the gear the three of you are carrying.

You reach the top without issue and stack up on the door, taking a moment to listen inside. Nothing can be heard however. After a moment to compose yourself, the three of you breach. Your third teammate flashing in, while you enter as well.

The room is quickly cleared of hostiles as you take moment to assess the situation. You are in the main drug lab of the compound you reckon, the walls in some of the classrooms taken down and expanded out to make a large open area for the drug equipment. Strewn all about are the signs of battle, spent shellcasings, dark burnt craters from the green blasts, and worst of all, another one of the pods, this one also having crashed into this floor.

The air smells acrid, either from the green glowing pods or maybe the burning remnants from the green blasts.

There's a lot of ground to cover as the three of you move forward, checking the immediate adjacent rooms for anything, but finding nothing. Where is everyone?

"Visual on friendlies!" You hear your teammate say as you finish clearing out a small room. You and Rachel link up to the entrance of the hallway and spot your teammate by the front of the lab. You move over and take a peak to see Charlie and the Captain at the end of the hallway looming over a pair of dead greys, guns pointed at their corpses as if expecting they'd spring up.

"Oh thank fuck!" You hear Rachel say, lowering her shield slightly, your teammate lowering his weapon as well in relief. "Is the area clear? I knew you were invincible, Charlie! Cap!"

You join the three as well, it looks like they've secured the area, though they might have taken losses. Damn...

>Roll 1d20-1

Rolled 8 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>1580633
Shit

Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1580633

Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1580633
This can only go two ways, and only one of them is good.

Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1580633
Let's see if I can remember how to roll dice properly this time...

>>1580649
That needs to be dice+1d20-1.

>>1580637
>>1580643
>>1580644
>>1580648
>>1580649
>Bo5 is 9
The dice decree mediocrity.

Rolled 17 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>1580655

>>1580659
>>1580655
It's dice +1d20+ -1, not just -1.

Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1580655
You gotta type in YdX+-Z

>>1580663
See, that explains how I managed to fuck it up, thank you

Rolled 8 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>1580663
Might as well test this

Rolled 14 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>1580633

>>1580666
Well. The more you know. (WHY? Even _I_ wrote a better dice parser!)

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Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1580633
...

>>1580643
>>1580659
>>1580668
are the first three correct ones I hope we are going with those

>>1580673
>10 beats 9
Welp pack it in.

>>1580674
>>1580676
Depends if we are using the correct ones or not.

>>1580680
It all depends on OP right now. Be very afraid.

>>1580674
Given how even I screwed up the first roll with how fucking confusing the dice system is for 4chan, I shall allow the first three to pass, even if they're +s. As really, I just need to see the +1.

Going forward, I will only accept the first 3 rolls with a minus.

>>1580706
Actually, we wanted the ones with the minus, because 16>9.

>>1580706
Fair enough, in any case, you guys still pass either way so you're good.

>>1580722
Oh, was your roll supposed to be at -1, too? If so, I guess it doesn't really matter, then.

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Wait a minute, something is right. You don't know what is and you can't place it but this is wrong. Very wrong. You hesitate, stopping. Rachel bumps into you from behind as your teammate advances forward.

"Woah, don't go freezing up on me!" Rachel says startled and concerned but she never gets to finish the sentence as everything going forward happens quickly.

With a quick motion, both the Captain and Charlie snap towards the three of you raising their guns, a strange purple glowing aura around them as they level their weapons at your teammate who looks on surprise. They look wrong, very wrong, their skin seemingly sunken in and pale, and their eyes a solid white. The fuck!?

"Hey it's m-" Your teammate never gets to finish that sentence as both Charlie and the Captain open fire on him point blank, magdumping into him. He's slain instantly from the overwhelming firepower.

"SHIT! BLUE ON BLUE!" Rachel yells in horror at the sight, but you're already moving quickly dragging Rachel back with you teammates open fire on you. As they do so, more of the little greys start pouring out of the room, this time glowing in the same purple energy.

You manage to drag Rachel and retreat back to the drug lab and slam the door shut as a green shot blasts right through it, making a large hole. You risk a peek and see both the greys advancing quickly and your teammates.

Outside, gunfire erupts as well. There were more of them outside!? As this is going on, you also hear the distinct sound of something entering the AO, it's not the chopper, but whatever it has you can definitely hear it has powerful engines.

You ignore that and focus on the more pressing matters at hand. Moving to the back of the meth lab with Rachel, bracing for contact as Charlie kicks the destroyed door in. He shakily stumbles in, raising his weapon at you. Behind him, hiding behind the corner you can see one the greys peaking over beside him, strange tendrils of glowing purple energy leading from it to Charlie. You can see your friend trying to fight whatever it is that's making him do this but he can't.

"Make... it stop! I can't... I can't!" He pleads as he opens fire at you, Rachel barely having enough time to bring her shield up to cover you both. He's advancing quickly and you can hear the chittering of the greys just outside in the hallway. You have to act fast before you're both overwhelmed. There's no way you can pop a flashbang quick enough before Charlie rushes you either, as you are both pinned down behind Rachel's shield.

"Get a hold of yourself, Charlie!" Rachel yells back, freezing, raising her gun at him but not finding the strength to pull the trigger. He doesn't.

"Please!" Charlie begs you, helplessly.

Horror hits you.

>You need to neutralize Charlie, though with a shotgun...
>Maybe you can take out that grey by the door? It might be doing something that's making Charlie act this way. It's an extremely difficult shot, especially with the shotgun. But maybe...

>>1580771
>>You need to neutralize Charlie, though with a shotgun...

Sorry buddy.

>>1580771
>>Maybe you can take out that grey by the door? It might be doing something that's making Charlie act this way. It's an extremely difficult shot, especially with the shotgun. But maybe...

>>1580771
>>You need to neutralize Charlie, though with a shotgun...
Death waits for no man.

>>1580771
>Maybe you can take out that grey by the door? It might be doing something that's making Charlie act this way. It's an extremely difficult shot, especially with the shotgun. But maybe...

We can save him!

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1580771
>Kill the alium
Long shot, but let's try. OP, of the roll turns out good, can I keep it?

>>1580771
>>Flashbang!

>>1580794
Read the post again.

>>1580794
>Flashbang
>OP explicitly stated that you cannot use a flashbang in time

>>1580771
>>Maybe you can take out that grey by the door? It might be doing something that's making Charlie act this way. It's an extremely difficult shot, especially with the shotgun. But maybe...
Wouldn't it be an easier shot with a pistol?

>>1580797
>>1580800
Welp, that's what I get for keeping odd hours and going off of instinct.
>>1580771
>Maybe you can take out that grey by the door? It might be doing something that's making Charlie act this way. It's an extremely difficult shot, especially with the shotgun. But maybe...

>>1580804
Swapping weapons takes time. If OP allows, shoot the sectoid with the pistol. Have Rachel shoot it too.

>>1580804
Why do people always think shotguns only work within ten feet?

>>1580771
>You need to neutralize Charlie, though with a shotgun...

Drop him, he's asking for it.

>>1580820
Game mechanics.
>>1580771
Honestly I just figured it'd be far enough for a pistol to work better from this description.

As a heads up, I'll be waiting the full twenty minutes for all votes as this is an important one.

>>1580823
Damn you vidya!

>>1580820
OP states that a shotgun makes this action more difficult.

Also, I'm out for the night. Good luck, anon.

>>1580771
Remove ayylium

>>1580820
Because that's the lazy way that vidya uses to balance shotguns with other guns, and it became popular.

>>1580828
>tfw saying it about the QM, too
Uh, yeah?

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You... you think you can make the shot. No way you were going to shoot your friend, not in a million damn years! You grit your teeth, aim steadied at the grey practically sneering by the doorway. Your heart races a hundred miles a minute as you prepare your shot.

>Roll 1d20. Good luck.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1580856

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1580856

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1580856

>>1580858
Done

>>1580858
>>1580859
>>1580860
Is this getting a critical hit on a 1% chance of hitting?

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>>1580858
>>1580859
>>1580860
L
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AYY
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>>1580858
>>1580859
>>1580860
Thanks mates.

>>1580858
>>1580859
>>1580860
>Status: BTFO

>>1580858
>>1580859
>>1580860
>>1580863
We could shave a spider's ass with a single shot if we wanted to.

>>1580858
>>1580859
>>1580860
Well then

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>>1580858
>>1580859
>>1580860
Welcome to Earth, motherfuckers.

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>>1580858
Wow! That's one hell of a series a rolls!

Do you guys want to save the Crit?

>Yes
>No

>>1580877
>No

>>1580877
>>No

>>1580877
>No
Nobody fucks with our Buddy, and gets away scot free, or punishment half done.

>>1580877
Huh, we might actually make it if we don't save this one, but I don't want to chance it.

>>1580877
>Nope

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>>1580875
>No
There is no way this can go wrong right guys?

>>1580877
>Do you guys want to save the Crit?
What happens if we don't save it?

>>1580891
If we roll a one our asshole gets as blown out as this Xeno's head is about to be

>>1580890
>XCOM sees MC's performance and assumes he's an alien infiltrator they are trying to make look good to get recruited

Vigilo Confido.

>>1580891
We'd get the 19.

>>1580893
Or worse, XCOM thinks we're actually a triple triple agent so secretive that not even the regulars in XCOM know about.

>>1580894
That happens if we save it...

>>1580890
>The ayys decide to capture us later since we are obviously a prime candidate for an Avatar.

>>1580907
Oops. Yeah you're right.

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Holy fuck guys. Are we gonna spec into a sniper class nkw with this sick crit shot?

VIGILO CONFIDO