hands_of_blu | Map: Badwater Basin. Payload.

Map: Badwater Basin. Payload.

BLU operations in the area have met with horrific resistance from RED of late. Steps, as they say, had to be taken. When the intelligence reports last filched from under RED's nose indicated the RED team had concentrated vast quantities of infrastructure in a single location accessible by rail from an old, forgotten BLU listening post...

Well. Who are the BLU field operatives to ignore an opportunity dropped in their lap?

Time for some serious mayhem.

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Once she gets close, she peers over the top of the rocks just far enough to get a bead on the man's back with her scattergun.

It's no sniper rifle, but at this range, it'll do.

"AUGH!" shouts the Engineer, staggering as the scattergun ammo tears into his upper back. He twists before the blood can really get under way and comes up with a pistol in his yellow-gloved hand. "Start prayin', boy!" he shouts, and opens fire in Alyx's direction.

Alyx may not have Reliable Excavation and Demolition training, but she knows a thing or two about dodging fire in close-quarters combat. She ducks back down behind the rocks, rolls out into the open and comes up firing her own pistol as rapidly as the firing mechanism will allow.

"Why don't you just get along before one of you gets hurt?" snaps the Engineer, falling back himself to buy time. That pistol's not going to do him much good against someone who moves as fast as a Scout, not unless he can put a lot more lead in the air- that, or get out his own shotgun. Dammit, he should've built a sentrygun first and then worried about the teleporters!

The pistol's clip runs out all too quickly; Alyx pulls out the scattergun again.

...she feels like she should have something witty to say at this juncture, but it's just not coming. Oh well.

BLAM.

"Medic!" yells the Engineer- and keeps firing; his pistol isn't gonna run dry any time soon. He's been playing with it in his off hours. Now it's just a matter of staying out of the scattergun's cone of fire until he either gets a medic or manages to bolt for a first-aid kit; that thing's gonna leave a mark...

Damn, how many rounds does his gun have?? As she bobs and weaves, Alyx curses herself for leaving her machine pistol behind. Screw being conspicuous, it would be damned useful...

"Son! I'm gonna blow that dumb look right off your stupid face!"

... well, he's wearing goggles and Alyx is moving awfully fast. On the other hand, he's a reasonably good shot now that he's sufficiently motivated, and boy howdy does that trigger respond nice and quick-like.

The bullet embeds itself in her side just below the ribcage; Alyx grimaces, but stays upright. "That's 'lady' to you," she growls, just before the Engineer gets a facefull of scattergun.

We wish we could say he had a clever response available, but let's be honest; the Engineer is far from the toughest member of his team, and the scattergun is a nasty weapon. At least he gurgles impressively before he goes down.

For a moment, Alyx just stands there, panting, adrenaline-giddy.

She nudges the man with the toe of her boot. Yep, he's dead.

Then she presses on toward the cliffs up ahead.

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