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Someone is shooting at you from afar...
There is silence.
Then you hear a confused shouting, echoing eerily through the hollow iron throat of this vast chamber. You think the same mist and vapour which impedes your vision also obstructs the raised ladder gunsights of your adversary... but is someone trying to shout at them to stop, to cease fire? Was it merely a warning shot?
>Run to the cover of the metal pipe along the circular walkway
Open fire into the mist and shadows with:
>Galand Revolver
>roll 2d6 per shot (2/6)
>Borchardt Pistol
>roll 1d6 per shot (4/8)
>Fire Lance / Flamethrower
>roll 1d100; roll strictly under 55 otherwise fuel depleted
Hopefully none of these vapours up here are flammable. This chamber is probably not a fractionating column. Nothing will ignite? Surely not??
Your visibility is extremely poor here in the vapour shrouded vent chamber. You need to assault through this ambush - if you hesitate, you die...
>Blind fire ALL your ammunition into the mist (dual wield both guns). You need to make as much noise as possible, suppress the hidden enemy...
>Shootdodge dive to cover, FIRE EVERYTHING, then run for the exit AS FAST AS POSSIBLE without looking back or stopping...
>roll 8d6 (FIRE EVERYTHING AND RUN)
>was there some hesitation, shouting? You think back to your Barbed Wire Coil (Worn As Hat). Has the unseen sniper(s?) perhaps spotted it through his sights, mistaken you temporarily as one of their own, the Eankke Brotherhood insane barbed wire cultist expeditionary force? Everyone on this Algorismus machine juggernaut does seem very fond of gas masks (QM: ahem, welcome to my magical realm)
>Don the Gas Mask, wave around the Barbed Wire: er... yes, praise... The Blessed Lamb, er... the Fallen Freedom, um... it is I, a fellow goat idol disciple of the Stars, er... look, I have a Barbed Wire Hat! I too enjoy disfigurement and self-mutilation! I am one of you! Don't shoot me!
If only you had thought up of a devious Gas Mask/Barbed Wire cultist disguise earlier, for the tank raiding / gate switch section. Oh well, too late now
>Attempt the above, take it even further (indignant ranting): You fool! I have been personally chosen by Lord Mortmain for a very important secret mission! Just imagine what the Lord High Intelligencer would do to you if you had just shot me right now! If you want to keep hold of the skin stretched over your faces, I demand to be escorted to His Exalted Secret Inner Sanctum AT ONCE!!
>QM: roll 1d6 if attempting the above
>Run to the cover of the metal pipe; hope and pray that your allies arrive soon... (QM: just wait)
>Something else...? You feel the concealed faraway bead of iron sights hovering over your choice...
