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David
The Streets of Orles
As Flynn dealt with the blinded sniper, her so-called Revenants joined the pair, looking to be mixed between the fallen Knights of this city, and the corpses of Nazi soldiers, evidently piloted by the fallen Knights. A good thing in David's eyes as he didn't have to worry about being shot in the back by the walking corpses.
As they took to the streets, Shirou's swords cutting into the tanks and forcing them back, followed up by Thea starting to kick ass as she walked down the road, her shots and actions on par with a machine. A detail that'd come to David's attention later, right now he was more concerned with the retreating Nazi bastards. The Revenants taking a brunt of the fire, their flesh being strewn about as they continued onward. Yet as some had to crawl on their hands or limbs that were still capable, they leapt at any Nazi soldier at came close, biting into their flesh or literally stabbing them with their sharpened bones. Some used the guns their body supplier had on them, and in one poor Revenant's case. He pulled the pins on the grenades on his body, for which he leapt at a Nazi, blowing the both of them up into a fine red mist.
David himself, kept busy by using his new shotgun to turn a Nazi or two into mincemeat, the shotgun being an automatic was a blessing to the man wielding it. No need for a pump action or some shitty gimmick that required him to stop firing. Beyond reloading. His attention turned to the retreating tank as it backed away down an alleyway.
Running around as the remaining Nazi forces were quickly being picked off, his enhanced physique allowing him to move quickly as he went through ruined homes and up a collapse floor-turned makeshift staircase, hauling ass as he reached a destroyed window. Looking down just as the tank was beginning to pass, David timing his fall just the tank was beginning to pass. Landing with a grunt and almost damn near falling off due to the momentum of the tank and his own meeting and the tank winning in terms of fight/weight.
Gathering his bearings, David reached for the hatch before noticing a switch on the shotgun, and a compartment on the ammo clip, flipping it. David heard a strange noise as the gun did something. Hoping it was good, as the hatch opened with a hail of small arms fire nearly hitting his head as he ducked back, a bullet scraping his head. Causing a couple small bits of blood to trickle down his head, David's reaction was to stick the shotgun barrel down the hatch was closing the hatch to quickly dispatch the bastard who shot at him.
What David didn't expect was to hear amidst the full auto blasts was the sound of metal bouncing around within the tank, followed by the sounds of meat and liquid splattering the inside of the tank. Eventually the tank he was on slowed to a halt. Risking a peek, David opened the hatch, the sight inside the tank resembling a literal soup of blood, metal, torn fatigues and human flesh. Whatever the hell the shotgun just fired, it made short work of the tank crew.
Seeing as there was no reaction from within the tank, he reflipped the switch and went back to helping the Knights and Mages in killing more Nazis.
@Wade Von Doom @Amber Franklin @Wiggin @littlekreen @WhoeverElseIMissed
The Streets of Orles
As Flynn dealt with the blinded sniper, her so-called Revenants joined the pair, looking to be mixed between the fallen Knights of this city, and the corpses of Nazi soldiers, evidently piloted by the fallen Knights. A good thing in David's eyes as he didn't have to worry about being shot in the back by the walking corpses.
As they took to the streets, Shirou's swords cutting into the tanks and forcing them back, followed up by Thea starting to kick ass as she walked down the road, her shots and actions on par with a machine. A detail that'd come to David's attention later, right now he was more concerned with the retreating Nazi bastards. The Revenants taking a brunt of the fire, their flesh being strewn about as they continued onward. Yet as some had to crawl on their hands or limbs that were still capable, they leapt at any Nazi soldier at came close, biting into their flesh or literally stabbing them with their sharpened bones. Some used the guns their body supplier had on them, and in one poor Revenant's case. He pulled the pins on the grenades on his body, for which he leapt at a Nazi, blowing the both of them up into a fine red mist.
David himself, kept busy by using his new shotgun to turn a Nazi or two into mincemeat, the shotgun being an automatic was a blessing to the man wielding it. No need for a pump action or some shitty gimmick that required him to stop firing. Beyond reloading. His attention turned to the retreating tank as it backed away down an alleyway.
Running around as the remaining Nazi forces were quickly being picked off, his enhanced physique allowing him to move quickly as he went through ruined homes and up a collapse floor-turned makeshift staircase, hauling ass as he reached a destroyed window. Looking down just as the tank was beginning to pass, David timing his fall just the tank was beginning to pass. Landing with a grunt and almost damn near falling off due to the momentum of the tank and his own meeting and the tank winning in terms of fight/weight.
Gathering his bearings, David reached for the hatch before noticing a switch on the shotgun, and a compartment on the ammo clip, flipping it. David heard a strange noise as the gun did something. Hoping it was good, as the hatch opened with a hail of small arms fire nearly hitting his head as he ducked back, a bullet scraping his head. Causing a couple small bits of blood to trickle down his head, David's reaction was to stick the shotgun barrel down the hatch was closing the hatch to quickly dispatch the bastard who shot at him.
What David didn't expect was to hear amidst the full auto blasts was the sound of metal bouncing around within the tank, followed by the sounds of meat and liquid splattering the inside of the tank. Eventually the tank he was on slowed to a halt. Risking a peek, David opened the hatch, the sight inside the tank resembling a literal soup of blood, metal, torn fatigues and human flesh. Whatever the hell the shotgun just fired, it made short work of the tank crew.
Seeing as there was no reaction from within the tank, he reflipped the switch and went back to helping the Knights and Mages in killing more Nazis.
@Wade Von Doom @Amber Franklin @Wiggin @littlekreen @WhoeverElseIMissed