The Sal's Ford Connection - 4

Grabbing and Chasing

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My Lord, as you orderded I haven't conducted any direct investigation into the movements of the Scuttlers but rather continued my under-cover engagement with the Cult of the Divine Illumination. However, rumours reached us that a load of unknown origin had appeared, from one cycle to the other, in Sump Crawl and that it was the infamous cargo of the Scuttlers. Magister Silas immediately mustered a raiding party and we moved into the area. As we approached, Brother Thomas was sniped at from extreme range.

Merkzy Banda and the Skinnymen were also converging on the area, moving on the upper levels. The Van Saars let loose a few granades and halted the Merkzy Banda's advance.

As if a silent pact had been signed, the Cult concentrated their fire on the Merkzy Banda. It's not the first time I saw that happening, established gangs dealing with pretentious newcomers before sorting their own rivalries. Some Brother went down, both to return and inaccurate friendly fire from those behind them.

The Skinnymen continued to rain grenades on the Merkzy Banda closer to the stash. As the cloacked outsiders finally legged it, a close-range fire-fight broke between the Cult and the Skinnymen. It looked as if we were having the upper hand, but then Newton Heat sprung up after getting a glancing hit and put his power sword to good use.

Magister Silas saw there was no point in continuing the engagement and instead ordered to follow the Merkzy Banda. Battered as they were, chances were we could relieve them of some of the caches they had managed to steal. We quickly caught up with them and Brother Thomas, although still shacken by the hit he'd taken, pinned a few forcing them to drop their cargo.

We rushed to grab what we could, but the superior weapons of the few remaining Merkzy Banda stopped us from reaching them and claiming the rest of the loot.

Magister Silas took the little loot me managed to recover to the Cult's base, claming it was nothing more than techscrap. I suspect he was keeping something hidden from the rest of us. I shall look into this, even if it means infiltrating the Magister's private quartes. Agent LVC, end of report.