>>12047615>>12047712It would seem luck was with the rocket today, both the knife and the bullets sailing past him in those few terse moments that could make or break a fight. He sighed, watching his foe slump down. Always a shame when it comes to that, but it was one or the other, and he had a job here to do.
The sounds of fighting intensifying reached him easily, and a quick peek outside showed a likewise grim scene as more soldiers poured out around the base. It was certainly time to go. He even got on his radio and turned it to Zera's frequency. "Get the fuck out of here now, they're going to pen us in." He said, looking over the map on the wall while his pokemon suppressed the scientists and granbull left over. "There! South side of the base, big storehouse."
With time of the essence he chucked down a smoke bomb, obscuring the entire command center in inky, black clouds to escape. For the troops forming a net he had a different plan, he and froslass both hurling
tear gas grenades into the soldiers to break them up...and because its been ages since he used those things for real. Damn shame.
Then the three of them fled right out the windows the way they came, using the snow to break the fall of the only non ghost in the group. The run to the warehouse would be tricky, but he had an idea.
> Smokebombs all around. 