We Sons Of Daley [Manhattan Blues]

>Throw typewriter.

What? Are you INSANE!? You have TWO DRUMS IN RESERVE for that thing. You didn't learn to STITCH A HEM IN A WALL to just THROW a TYPEWRITER. Ugh.

>Wield the sniper rifle and look for good vantage points. Anywhere you can pick off a bandit without another one seeing, do so. Thin out their ranks.

You take a look through your Scope. Hm... Looks like they're not expecting an attack from the cliffside. That's not too surprising, the overhang makes it almost impossible for most people to climb down.

Luckily, all of you have some KI USE, including the technique of ELIMINATION OF WEIGHT. The DROP will be NO PROBLEM. You mention this to the rest of the SQUAD.

"Heh. And here I thought our POLITICAL OFFICER would be USELESS," the ESPER says.

"Can the chatter," the LIGHT MAGE adds. "That's useful information and a good point of entry, but we'll need to work to make it USEFUL."

"Understood. Deploying SCAN MATRIX now..." Your KEEPSAKE vibrates a little in your pocket when the ESPER deploys his SCAN MATRIX, but you don't pay it any mind. "Hm... looks like they have some MAGI in there... One ESPER..."

"Hm..." The TECHNICIAN pauses. "About four have AWAKENED CHAKRAS. One of them's on the towers. As an aside- you're difficult to spot, Arlington."

The ESPER nods in agreement. "Must be because he's got an alarming amount of NOTHING. Barely even has any Ki."

"All right," You nod. "Let's get to the clifftop, we'll see what we can do from there."

Once you're at the top of the cliff, your VANTAGE is excellent. You SCOPE OUT a few of the GUARDS. Hm... Which one's the AWAKENED one? You're not sure, to look at them. If you can, you'd like to take that one out. Unfortunately, the plan requires you to SPLIT WITH YOUR SQUAD at this point. You're going to be the biggest PAIN IN THE ASS you can manage before they GET THE HOSTAGES OUT.

Not knowing which one is the TECHNICIAN, you pick one of the lookouts who seems to be about your age and OPEN FIRE.

You feel LITTLE REMORSE. BANDITS like these made HARD WINTERS for you and your FAMILY for a period of YEARS before the GRAND ARMY showed up. The TEC-9s are a dead giveaway.

You know that with that your position is forfeit, most likely, but you take another shot at a LOOKOUT just to make sure they know where you are. The place looks like an ANGRY ANTHILL.

Time to start kicking.

What do you do?