Board Thread:Forum Games/@comment-30517583-20180202102714/@comment-30517583-20180204094807

PeridotIsWithYou wrote:

That's not how flashbangs work. The Brute would be completely deafened and unable to hear anything. If anything, the close range shotgun would hurt him even more.

Just spam bullets at him and continue throwing flashes with one / two people.

In R2DA you can kinda hear the sound of guns over the flashbang, so yah...

You have your men spray their ammunition all over the place, and some of the more daring edge close to get a better shot at the brute's hard-to-hit head.

The brute runs out of stamina quickly and attempts to haul itself around the corner, but fails from the after-effects of the flashbangs.

2 more flashbangs land at his feet, and the barrage intensifies as two more guns add to the wall of bullets and shotgun shells.

As the dust caused by the expenditure of ammunition rises, you see that the bricks behind where the brute was standing had been literally blown apart, and you can see the office behind the now destroyed wall (fortunately, nobody was in there at the time).

The office's plaster walls are riddled with bullet holes, torn-apart machinery and bits of random material here and there.

You order your men to evacuate all the civilians in the immediate area, as you inspect the body of the fallen brute.

Chunks of flesh have been blown off of his entire body. You notice that there is no blood, and the bits blown off still radiate sparks of electricity, as well as the main body.

As you lean closer, you see the brute's body twitch, and the club falls out of his massive hands.

"Holy Shiiiiiiiii-"

You leap back, bringing your gun barrel level at his head, and put it back down after you realise that he wouldn't be getting back up after all those flashbangs he took.

Looks like he survived that barrage after falling to the ground, stunned, from all those flashbangs.

Still.... Maybe it would be better to kill the thing right now. You've never seen something like this before, but it would be better to be safe than sorry, right?

Just as you are contemplating the termination of said subject, your radio at the side of you belt squawks.

"C.O here, nice work out there, Sarge."

"Yessir."

"It looks like you've managed to catch the thing, but I remember that you openly defied an order direct from a three-star general. Even if it doesn't matter, you'll get court-martialed despite your achievement."

You tighten your grip on the radio.

"However, since you've got a live one in the bag, we are prepared to overlook your insolence. Just keep it nice and safe, don't let anyone kill it, and we'll come over in half an hour to collect it. Got it, Sarge?"

"Yessir."

"We know you have to deliver for your family. The pay for privates isn't enough, remember?"

You swear you can hear the Brigadier chuckle on the other end, and you hold back a retort.

"Yessir."

You are left wondering if that brute is going to stay down for half an hour. Already, the brute is starting to stir.

Do you:

-Kill it by your own hands (not literally, of course)

-Wait for extraction, and make sure that he stays down with a Flashbang here and there.