10-12-2008, 02:55 PM
Korbachev sniffed the air, his pupils shrinking, as he picked up an all-too familiar scent.
"Protectorate scum..." he growled lowly, as he raised his scythe.
The field gunner climbed up the leg of the Destroyer, looking out over the horizon with his spyglass.
"Yes, sir. We have a small contingent headed our way. Mostly fast moving. They'll cause a good amount of damage to out Jacks if they get in close enough for an attack.
"SOLDIERS, PREPARE FOR GLORY. READY THE FIELD CANNON," he ordered, than turned to the Rhul mercs, "How much for your services?"
As the Field Gunners set the heavy cannon up behind a small outcropping of rocks, the Destroyer silently received it's command, and raised the large cannon that made up it's left arm, ready to open fire on whatever came it's way.
"Protectorate scum..." he growled lowly, as he raised his scythe.
The field gunner climbed up the leg of the Destroyer, looking out over the horizon with his spyglass.
"Yes, sir. We have a small contingent headed our way. Mostly fast moving. They'll cause a good amount of damage to out Jacks if they get in close enough for an attack.
"SOLDIERS, PREPARE FOR GLORY. READY THE FIELD CANNON," he ordered, than turned to the Rhul mercs, "How much for your services?"
As the Field Gunners set the heavy cannon up behind a small outcropping of rocks, the Destroyer silently received it's command, and raised the large cannon that made up it's left arm, ready to open fire on whatever came it's way.
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
