OOC:hmm... don't remember being wounded... whatever.
Zen shooed the medic away, the wound on his shoulder wasn't that bad. "Erendul, we need to end this quickly, we will charge them on three."
"One, two, three! CHARGE!" Zen yelled.
Zen Leaped over the debris he had been hiding behind and charged at the traitor guardsmen, firing at any targets that made themselves visible.
OOC: Quick intro to the battle... we have about 20 traitor guardsmen with lasguns and flak jackets... against 5 stormtroopers with hellguns and carapace armor plus the rest of us in the bridge... make the battle fast.
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