These b***** Water Bullets are getting out of hand and up my nose. Every basket is transforming their gits into virtually invulnerable nutters before we’ve even had the chance to ventilate even a small one. Something had to be done. I checked out our glorious past and it seems that when our glorious soldier boys came up against people with no brains, they started using dum dum bullets. This seemed like a good wheeze until I double checked and it appears that our authorities frown severely at soft noses. Rather than attract their unwelcome attention, I sent the engineering team under Gerty on a visit to Mauser und Sohn. Bingo! Those nice Teutons had a group working on a 9mm man stopper version. The survivors are now working for us under Gerty and Hans, aka Mr and Mrs Gerty. It’s always nice to bring people together.
The new gear was ready just in time for a trip to the Americas where some illegal gold mining was occurring… Well, our employers thought the miners were illegal and, since they’re paying, so did we. I took the sniper sisters with me as Baby Face was already off on a job with the combat queens (but that’s another story!):
The Sniper Sisters
Character Pluck FV SV S Cost Talent Equipment
Diamond Annie 2 3 4 1 67 Leadership+2,fanatic 9mm C96,diamond rings,magneto
inspirational,markswoman
Gert Scully 4 1 3 0 17 9mm C96,magneto
Girlsx11 5 1 1 0 15 9mm C96,pin,magneto
(9mm Mauser: as per carbine but with pluck modifier of -1 and cost 6 points).
As we stealthily crept towards the river we noticed three unusual circumstances. Firstly, somebody who’s not dead yet had told the miners that we were coming. Secondly, that basket Akhenaton and his assembled loose screws was creeping along towards the same rendezvous on our right. Thirdly that a right cacophony was coming from behind us. Sneaking a quick peek at the rear, that wasn’t the only bad news. The entire side of the mountain had come away and a huge avalanche was rolling forwards.
With one accord, our people and Akhenaton’s legged it for the river. We took the ford on the left, Akhe’s mob the one on the right. Three of our girls raced across the river as did three robed clowns. And then, assured of at least three targets in the open, the rest of us slowed up and formed a firing line. The Egyptians kept running because they had Water Bullets. Again! We opened fire. It took a lot of shots but the heavy hurters worked and the Water Bullets went West along with a red security man (Will they ever learn? Red = Death).
Saira and the Assassin flew to capture the boat while the rest got a bit hot under the cowl and piled into us. We backed off where we could to use our firepower advantage and it was working and they were hurting. Saira and her chum returned and it turned into one great punch-up and shootout in the middle while everybody hoped the rocks rolled slowly. They did but our weapons did not. We lost Miss Purple and Miss Pin but the insane Pharaoh fodder were down to four figures left when they gave up. Chalk one up to the new gear.
The avalanche duly wiped out the mining camp and we told our employer that it was all our bright idea. Never look a gift horse in the mouth.
Not Diamond Annie,
Nowhere near California.
It wasn’t us.
Honest.
24 June 2010, 10:42:41 AM