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[Durability/EMP/Limit]
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The Circuit Breaker warhead in the guided missile | |
detonated at one thousand feet above the township | |
of Rovesky. Designed to recreate the electromagnetic | |
pulse of a thirty-kiloton thermonuclear explosion, the | |
burst of radiation fused every last piece of unshielded | |
electronics in a thirty-mile radius. Even shielded electronics | |
such as those in the CELL APCs were overloaded | |
momentarily. | |
All the lights went out. The cobalt mine ceased work. | |
All comms went down. That part of Siberia practically | |
returned to a Stone Age level of technology in a | |
moment. | |
*** | |
Psycho didn’t even have time to register the Aurora | |
Borealis-style light show in the magnetosphere. He | |
just hit the ground as all the suit’s systems went | |
down. | |
So reliant on the suit’s fusion with his dead flesh, | |
Prophet was dead before he hit the ground next to the | |
Londoner. | |
*** | |
It had felt like sleep. It had felt welcoming, and cold. | |
The ten thousand volts coursing through dead flesh, | |
forcing sluggish systems in the suit’s living technology | |
back to life, felt less welcoming. It felt like fire surging | |
through him. He was screaming. | |
He rolled onto his front and forced himself onto all | |
fours. Let me die! he screamed silently at the suit. Just | |
one moment of weakness, then he was taking fire again. | |
NNOTE: Prophet actually was up and moving shortly after that EMP, | |
*** | |
Short burst, correct aim, short burst, correct aim, | |
repeat. Walk in on the target. The twelve-gauge solid | |
shot slugs were impacting into the side of the moving | |
armoured figure (Prophet), knocking him over, battering him | |
across the ground. She emptied the extended magazine | |
of the automatic shotgun into him, ignoring the | |
other armoured figure paralysed on the ground. She | |
dropped the shotgun. She was appalled when he, it, | |
the thing she’d seen far below St. Petersburg, stood | |
up. She grabbed the weapon on her back and pulled it | |
round in front of her. The armoured thing staggered | |
towards her. She brought the weapon to her shoulder. | |
It raised its hand as if reaching for her. She fired the | |
netgun. The weighted high-tensile net, coated in industrial | |
adhesive, spread open in mid-air, propelled by the | |
four shotgun cartridges in each of the netgun’s barrels. | |
The weapon’s recoil staggered Amanda and she fell | |
backwards over some of the rubble. She found herself | |
staring numbly at the hand of a young woman sticking | |
out of the rubble. She looked over at the armoured | |
warrior that had killed so many of her friends. The net | |
had entangled him. He was trying to move, trying to | |
get the purchase to break it but he couldn’t. As solutions | |
went it had been around since the Stone Age. He | |
fell over. | |
Crysis: Escalation, The Chance, Part 2 |
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