Rolls
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Luck roll: 15 (One Raider injured: D6: 4 = Armoured Raider 2 injured)
Stealth Roll: 17 + 2 = 19 (Sneak attack! Two actions on start of combat)
Combat!
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Joy:---------------------------------Attacks with 10mm pistol!-------------------------------------10 + 2 = 12---(3 Damage to Armoured Raider 1)
Husky Male 1:---------------------Attacks with 9mm pistol!---------------------------------------11-------------(2 Damage to Armoured Raider 1)
Husky Male 2:---------------------Attacks with lever action rifle!---------------------------------4--------------(Miss)
Joy:---------------------------------Attacks with 10mm pistol!-------------------------------------19 + 2 = 21---(4 Damage to Armoured Raider 1)
Husky Male 1:---------------------Attacks with 9mm pistol!---------------------------------------2--------------(Miss)
Husky Male 2:---------------------Attacks with lever action rifle!---------------------------------17------------(6 Damage to Armoured Raider 1, Armoured Raider 1 Slain!)
Armoured Raider 2:---------------Attacks with AR style rifle!------------------------------------6--------------(1 Damage to Joy)
Armoured Raider 3:---------------Attacks the Caravan with Varmint rifle!---------------------17-------------(3 Damage to Husky Male 1)
Joy:---------------------------------Attacks with 10mm pistol!-------------------------------------9 + 2 = 12----(3 Damage to Armoured Raider 2)
Husky Male 1:---------------------Attacks with 9mm pistol!---------------------------------------16-------------(3 Damage to Armoured Raider 2)
Husky Male 2:---------------------Attacks with lever action rifle!---------------------------------18------------(6 Damage to Armoured Raider 1, Armoured Raider 2 Slain!)
Armoured Raider 3:---------------Attacks the Caravan with Varmint rifle!----------------------6--------------(1 Damage to Husky Male 1)
Joy:---------------------------------Attacks with 10mm pistol!-------------------------------------11 + 2 = 13---(3 Damage to Armoured Raider 3)
Husky Male 1:---------------------Attacks with 9mm pistol!---------------------------------------15-------------(2 Damage to Armoured Raider 3)
Husky Male 2:---------------------Attacks with lever action rifle!---------------------------------14-------------(4 Damage to Armoured Raider 3)
Armoured Raider 3:--------------Attacks the Caravan with Varmint rifle!-----------------------14-------------(3 Damage to Husky Male 1)
Joy:---------------------------------Attacks with 10mm pistol!-------------------------------------18 + 2 = 20---(4 Damage to Armoured Raider 3)
Husky Male 1:---------------------Attacks with 9mm pistol!---------------------------------------20!------------(6 Damage to Armoured Raider 3, Armoured Raider 3 slain!)
Victory!
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Joy
HP: 12/14
LP: 12/12
Clothes:
--Bikini Top: 1/1 HP
--Bikini Bottom: 1/1 HP
---Allies---
Husky Male 1
HP: 5/12
LP: 6/6
Husky Male 2
HP: 12/12
LP: 6/6
---Enemies---
Armoured Raider 1: HP 0/15
Armoured Raider 2: HP 0/15
Armoured Raider 3: HP 0/15
Getting back to your feet quick you quickly scramble up to the door, taking a moment to cautiously step to the side. The door after all was just some simple wood and could be easily shot through, however the main point was to take a short few seconds to listen, to see if the gunfight was still happening outside. It doesn't take long to confirm, and you still hear loud gunshots ring out on the other side of the door along with some maniac laughing. These guys were definitely high as a kite. So high that you you suspect that if you waited for about half an hour then the ridiculous amount of drugs might cause them to overdose and deal with the problem for you. Unfortunately though you had to deal with them now, before they hurt anyone else in the sparsely armed convoy.
The two husky men stack up with you, readying their weapons. Odds where when you broke out into the roof there wouldn't be a lot of cover, so this was going to a quick and dirty firefight. If you broke out there fast enough though you could get some extra shots in while you catch the bastards by surprise. Seeing no reason to wait any longer you turn to your comrades, your questionably glance asking the question "Are you ready?" without any need for actual words. They give you hard glances back and nod, weapons ready to go as they wait for your lead.
You don't waste anytime. You grab the door knob, twist, then push, the simple action more quiet then kicking it down. It works, and you see three men whooping and hollering as they take pot shots at the convoy still, completely oblivious to you presence just 30 feet or so to their right. Luckily there was some limited cover in the form of ancient beat up ventilation units, but that was about it. Raising your pistol you exit the door, taking a moment to let your fellow guards fan out behind you before you open fire.
The first volley goes swimmingly, the first and probably most dangerous raider wielding an SMG going down in a hail of well placed fire as you all do your best to shoot on the move and get to the closest cover. The second service rifle armed raider, who had apparently been hit exchanging fire with the convoy and just seemed oblivious to the fact he'd been shot, yells... not angrily, but nonsensically as he twists his aim and takes a few shots, most missing as he moves wildly, but one glancing off your thigh with a painful sting that probably would've left a bloody furrow back in your human form. Meanwhile the third raider also shots back, spewing gibbering nonsense as he takes fire at the husky guy using the 9mm pistol, whinging him in the shoulder and getting a pained yelp from him.
Focusing on the rifle guy next, it seemed your friends have the same idea and he quickly goes down next, bullets riddling his torso. He raises his rifle still, foam coming from his mouth and a wild look in his eyes, but collapses a moment later. Meanwhile the the one with the varmint rifle gets another hit on the your 9mm guy, getting a swear from him as he does his best to duck behind one of the air conditioner units. There is then one last short but fierce gunfight between the three of you and the last raider, where once again the 9mil guy takes another hit, making him yell in pain before he shoots back one handed and beans the bastard right in the forehead, killing him instantly after getting softened up by you and the husky the the lever action rifle.
With him down the air then goes quiet, only the sound of a slow gentle wind swooshing by your ears. At least until you hear a pained grunt from the one husky guy, clutching a slowly bleeding wound on his shoulder while the other still clutches his 9mm pistol tightly. "That fucking sucked ass...", he grinds out through gritted teeth as he leans against the air conditioner thing he had used as cover, not that it seemed to help the poor guy much. "Jeez, you okay Leon?", the other guy says, quickly coming over. "Here, let me see. Easy now." The first Husky, Leon apparently, does as his friend ask. In his shoulder there is a bloody iron slug from the varmint rifle, however rather then just the typical bullet hole it seems much like yourself he had obtained some upgraded resilience with his change. You watch as Leon's friend reaches out and gingerly bullets the bullet out, getting another pained yelp from Leon. The wound is shallow, and while painful looking and making requiring a stitch or two, hardly serious. What is more interesting you note that it seems like everyone seems to have varying degrees of enhancement with your transformation. You might be one of the luckier ones, since you hadn't been hit with anything that made you bleed yet... which included a chestful of birdshot at close range. Still, as much as it sucked to be Leon, he'd recover just fine.
Going to the edge of the building you maintain some caution, not wanting to get hit by your own convoy even if the odds were low given the sudden spike in shooting they would've heard. You raise you arms above your head, waving them above the ledge, then slowly stand till you can see the convoy. To your delight not one takes a shot, so you wave toward Devin and give him a thumbs up. "Good work! Give us a moment and yet can have some more guys flush that whole building properly!", he shouts back, a dozen more dog people crossing the highway the more direct way and heading toward the building now that they could cover open ground safely.