2034-03-15 1808EDT Scouting
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Droo scouted ahead. He found a hall filled with looming death in the form of assault robots. Examining their positions, Droo realized he could fly above the the octocopers and below the roof with a comfortable margin of safety. When he reached the end of the corrodor he started back, dropping grenades as he flew. The resulting blast appeared to come from the far end of the corrodor. Let's hope that cause some confusion in Shadows' planning, he thought.
When Droo got back, Sutton split up the 275 soldiers remaining. He took two troops southward with him to attack Shadow's brain, and sent the rest north to do as much damage as possible to the production and research facilities in that wing of the base.
- 275/288 HC
- 203/203 HC northward
- 72/72 HC southward
- 13 HC deathward
- 4/4 HC2 northward
- 3/4 Droo
- 980/1000 Clanks
Droo scouted ahead again, this time with a surprisingly fast AJ in tow. Droo was contemplating the same trick when Genie said, "Don't do it, Droo."
He argued with her for a moment, but she insisted that going down that corrodor meant literal hot death. "I hear someone saying... magma? You can't go."
Sutton sent a squad of six to cover the hallway. There were rat-grenades in the corrodor along with a large number of humanoid combat drones.
"They're sitting ducks, Sir," one of the soldiers whispered. "We can take them down from here without having to expose ourselves."
"Do it," Sutton said.