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Chief's shields dropped to 95% upon being hit. It was a primitive kitchen tool, and wasn't much a threat. The blade would be caught and broken against the titanium nanocomposite suit of his armor. Upon feeling the impact John snapped with blinding speed, bashing the brain of the bandit as he heard the bloody, juiced spat.
Then removed the knife and hurtled it into the gun weilding ravager's diaphragm.
The AK-47 wielding Ravager was struck by a bullet before the knife made contact.
"Got him." Kiritsugu said pulling back the bolt on the rifle. "Soap, cover me." Kiritsugu said.
"Already on it, sir." Mactavish said. He begin firing the submachine gun into the horde.
While a bunch of Ravagers were falling due to various attacks, the banging on the kitchen door continued. Soon, the door was bust open, and several more came out wearing football gear, and riot armor, all patched together to form a makeshift armor. They carried various weapons, and some even had hockey sticks and brooms with knives taped to them.
@Verite @Kaykay @Jeremi @The Tactician @Bomb @Anybody else involved in this battle.