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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Horacio" data-source="post: 308485" data-attributes="member: 82">From today, in combat updates I'm going to try to post small maps of the fighting, to help everybody to visualize it. I think a  four-color map can give a better comic book flavour to te story hour, so I took my Paint Shop Pro and here you have the result. Please, tell me what do you think.G.A.R.S. Chapter 1: Lost old ironScene 4, First fight, part 1The helicopter arrived as promised, and after a bit of "flying taxi" work, they were all in the chopper. Then Dandy used her charming persuasion to convince the pilot to carry them there without asking for authorisation, and the helicopter began to fly towards the Eighteenwheels Haven motel, which turned to be at some fifty miles from the crash site. While traveling, they put some civilian clothes over their spandex uniform, they didn't want to attract attention before the right moment. The pilot left them at 1 mile of the motel, with another of Dandy's flying taxy landing.D:  (rather fatigued) - Now it's sure, after this mission, I'm going to ask for at least a pair of flying member for the GARS!<img src="http://www.drowstar.com/gars/images/banner03.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Our four heroes arrived to the motel. It was a rather typical road motel, with a reception building and an L-shaped rooms building. The card-key was for room 012, the farthest from the reception. So our heroes, still in street clothes (Blueskin was wearing a trenchcoat, gloves and a wide hat... in August!), went to the far corner of the building. There were some cars parked outside, and as the GARS weren't very perceptive, so they didn't notice the four shadows hidden beneath some of them. When they arrived to the door, Blueskin advanced to open it and Rubbergirl went near her to display a protective screen if neccesary, while Grenadier covered both of them with ready force ball in the hand and Dandy prepared to fly if someone tried to flee.Then the bad guys appeared. They were Red Hair Mark, the ruthless police killer as the TV called him, and three mishappen men with guns. Only Grenadier, with his extensive military training, spotted the menace. He tried to warn the others, but they weren't unprepared and couldn't react.<img src="http://www.drowstar.com/gars/images/board01-01.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /><img src="http://www.drowstar.com/gars/images/banner03.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Red Hair Mark had recognized the sexy girl behind the group, she was Dandy, the rich girl turned parahuman paladin. So they were the GARS. He had hope they would send a professional group of heroes behind him, not these children... Tant pire! It was going to be easier... They hadn't seen him and his henchmen, that was good. He lift his gun and cried "Now!.Only the boy seemed to react. It had to be Grenadier, the ex-military, of course. That green beret training. It didn't matter. He chose to fire at Dandy, she was supposedly very fast and he didn't liked surprises. The girl seemed to have an uncanny capacity to react, because even flatfooted as she was, she dodged the first shot. But Red Hair Mark was a professional, and the second shot reached her in the chest. His gun wasn't a normal one, it was a nice energy gun, and a heavy electric shock shaked the girl's body, who fell on the ground. One less.Then that man, Grenadier, extended his arm and a glowing ball of energy, nor bigger than a golf ball, flew gracefully towards the farthest of his henchmen. The poor stupid tried to react, but he was to slow and the ball touched him, and explosed in a bright energy flash. The henchmen dropped without a word. The two other thugs acted next, firing their guns agains the slim braided girl near the door (she had to be Rubbergirl, of course). The first one failed, but the second touched Rubbergilr in the shoulder. The girl screamed as the electricity ran through her veins, but she didn't fell.Now the surprise factor had ended, and it seemed it hadn't be too good for Mark's side... but one of the dammed heoroes has fallen and they didn't know the ace he had in his sleeve.<img src="http://www.drowstar.com/gars/images/banner03.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Your comments are always welcome!For next one, tomorrow I go on voyage at Germany and Belgium for ten days. I carry my PC with the story, so as soon as I can find a connexion I will post next update. But I cannot promise when. Tomorrow I don't think so. Friday or Saturday, almost sure.I count on you to keep it in the first page. If you do that, next update will be double <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" /></blockquote>

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