Qralloq says:
"We got you beat, Ashley," he snears, and then winces as Grego cuts him with the laser. He holds his breath and then says,
"Look. I don't want to die for that chicken shit, but my best men are out there. You so much as sneeze wrong and you'll get tazed until your urethea freezes permanently open and you never stop pissing yourself. Compute? I got six men in there, including Panama Peete."
Panama Peete is a known war veteran who is rumored to have punched his way into an armored vehicle with an exosuit. While on fire. And gut shot. Also, he may shoot lightning out of his ass, but that could be another rumor.
"Panama Peete! Now that's what I'm talking about. We'll definitely need some special carnage to take down that mech-suit." He looks up at his fellow mercs and nods,
"which of course is my specialty! I'll take out Peete!"
After hearing Rhugo's plan, Ash agrees and realizes they don't have much use for the sorry sac of a sergeant that Tanau now was. He's about to clock him over the head with his rifle when Damak tasers him. As the convulsing security chief collapses under him, he smiles and gives Damak a nod of respect,
"Nicely done," before stepping over the body and entering the party with the others.
Doing a quick scan of the room with his targeting goggles, he immediately finds Panama Peete, his exosuit giving off insane levels of radiation.
"Fuck, that guy is holding serious electrical potential in that thing!" he says over the comms to his team,
"but, if I can maneuver behind the Lieutenant and get my magnetic boot on the him, I might be able to sabotage the suit to trigger an uncontrolled release of that energy and we'll have some Pan-fried Peete ... Now that will be quite the light show for the party!"
He waits for Rhugo's distraction and then makes his move at the same time as everyone else ...
OOC:
Roll: Base + "To defeat the toughest enemies possible" + Tracking + Targeting Goggles + Magnetic Boots