Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170211223504/@comment-5543592-20170215163635

"That's insane!" Jack said. "One, we have to walk out there as well, and that can't be done if the place is 'riddled' with booby traps. Two, how can you get this all done with the time you have?  Casamir could be around in a few hours or so.  He doesn't need an army to take the ten of us out, merely enough guns and explosives to blow down the gate, destroy the armor, and kill us all." He explained, being the realistic one, because blowing up the city was a pretty dumb idea and it was even dumber to think they could win.

Jack wasn't going to let these idiots throw his life away defending a ruin. "If he has hundreds of men, even if your traps manage to catch quite a few of them, we still lose.  I don't know what they taught you in the army, but it probably included how to tactically retreat, and how to pick your battles.  And the fact that nine people can't plant enough bombs or traps in the time we have to kill hundreds." He would've included a snide remark that Wilkes had probably gotten kicked out of the army, and that made him an incompetant loser, but decided he didn't want to get shot or anything.

Randall watched boredly, wondering why doctor lady was making so much fuss over this gun wound. If half-naked girl could talk coherently and wasn't screaming in pain, she was fine.