Testing 1 2, Testing 1 2

[Rusty]

The choice of location for the test was, if Rusty was honest, sort of unusual.

Dressel was known for a few things: belligerent locals who were fine participating in galactic government so long as it meant they didn't actually have to attend, excellent slugthrower rifles, and legendarily bad ale. Screw up the first one, give the locals plenty of the third, and you were likely to find out how good the second was. The Empire had figured that one out way back in the day, and aside from a brief occupation by the Vong, the planet was mostly avoided by would-be despots.

Naturally, the planet had become a haven for Shards, who shared many of the same values in regards to galactic government.

Despite the mutual apathy that made for surprisingly good relations, the Dressellians tended to frown on the sort of weapons testing that Rusty had in mind, but they had been surprisingly amenable to this particular test. The conditions were fairly simple: there was an ordinance range in the grasslands about 1000 miles outside of the city of Breehara, where all sorts of armored vehicles of ages past had been used for target practice. Stay there, don't blow up anything that's not already dead, and for gods' sake, if you start a fire, put it out.

That was fine by the weaponsmith. The old Shard had no problem using relics as target practice, even if a few of them were still quite valuable despite their condition.

Today he was testing the first batch of the prototype Man Portable Adaptable Weapons System, or MPAWS. Based off the design of Gertrude, it was to be one of the first mass produced recoilless rifle systems on the galactic market in ages. Literal ages. The design had been considered obsolete since Revan was a glimmer in his daddy's eye.

Rusty saw potential, however, in filling a niche in the market that had largely gone unfilled in recent times: a reliable, relatively portable way for the average soldier to engage even the heaviest of armored vehicles.

Today's test subjects were scheduled to arrive any minute. A makeshift landing field had been cordoned off at a safe distance from the firing line, and there were several of the prototypes on hand. There were also several crates of ammunition available. Today they would be testing the HE, HEAT, HVP, and canister rounds. He was particularly looking forward to the HVP and canister. Anyone could throw an explosive shell at an enemy, but not many could claim to have a weapon that was effectively an 80mm shotgun, or a shell that could propel an osmium spike so fast, it was in serious danger of reaching escape velocity on some smaller planets and moons.

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[member="Ultimatum"]
[member="Ijaat Akun"]
[member="Vrissk"]
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[member="Neiros Starwind"]

 

[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum had never been to Dressel before. However, it appeared to be somewhat standard as far as organics went. Nothing particularly special, just a little far out of way. They did have quite a nice collection of armored vehicles. Their designs are outdated considerably, but as antiques some of them would probably have fetched a nice price in some museum, but well they were damaged. They would need some work before they could be sold to anyone, almost a shame though to destroy historical works as these. Almost.

The revival of the recoilless rifle, or a system near thereto, was something definitely worth helping out in. The possibility of malfunctions leading to explosions was not too much of a concern, not with the armored body he had. Beyond that there was the fact that such a malfunction was divided between the various people who would be using them, there was less chance than if he were to use every weapon. That did not negate the threat, but it certainly made it more bearable.

Ultimatum was glad to see the near droid ally again. It had been awhile since he had been able to meet one of his non-organic allies and while he was often surrounded by droids they all had something similar to his programming. It was like being the baseplate for clones and being able to only speak with them. There was some interest, but not enough to really keep one happy for long. He did not require much in the way of interaction, but as a creation of an organic and somewhat created towards that he was more social than some droids.

"It is good to see you again friend. What sort of mayhem have you brought with you?" He asked, when he had finished setting his ship safely and made his way to the testing area.

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[Stardust Solus Skirae]

Girls like diamonds and money....or at least normal ones did for stardust it was fighters and guns that she loved and attempted to keep a collection.... So when she was contacted on testing a gun...she herself glady accepted the offer...especially when the testing included getting a free gun and ammunition out of it....maybe she'd sit up a contract with this person for ammo..


She spotted the designated landing zone and eased her modified xwing other wise known as thunder star, she sat it down gentky and opened the hatch up and jumped out with a small thud, the 6'5 twilek was in medium armor helmet tucked beneath her arm...it almost looked as if the armor would weigh to much to her but she seemed to walk forward like it was barely anything"hello hello I assume you are the man I meet?"she said with a kind smile that hid a demon within"
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[Vrissk]

Vrissk was eager to test the gun out. There was nothing more exciting to him than blowing something up. When offered the opportunity to test a large explosive weapon in exchange for his own copy of it, Vrissk couldn't refuse the offer. Sure, there was the chance that something could go wrong and he might get injured, but no matter what weapon you used there was always that risk, granted this one was a little bit more dangerous than some. But hey, he could always regrow lost body parts, so no worries.

Dressel. Vrissk had never been to dressel and barring the occasional opportunity to blow something up with a fancy gun, he couldn't imagine why anyone would want to come here. He parked his rented speeder a short distance away from the area and hopped off. He had caught a ship to Breehara and then gotten a speeder to take him the rest of the way. He surveyed the grassy plains and noticed their would be targets: abandoned armored vehicles. Then turning his attention to the firing area, he noticed that there were three others beside him already there, so he wasn't the first to arrive and probably not the last he thought to himself as he walked towards the crates and other people.

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[Neiros Starwind]

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Arriving somewhat late to the party, the smuggler sauntered in with a swagger befitting a scoundrel of his appearance and capabilities. His P.A.V. slung over one shoulder, hanging just so under one arm to be easily grasped in the opposite hand and brought about to fire in one smooth motion.

As he approached though, his stride slowed, until his came to a halt near the Droid. Pursing his lips, he'd give Ultimatum a nod. "Well.... I hope this meeting, being of a co-operative nature, will end with a much more positive note than our first meeting." His piercing blue eyes scanned the Droid, the mechanical-man being significantly more difficult to read than any organic could ever be.

After a tense moment, his attention moved towards the host of this encounter. "So.... Mr. Rusty, I presume? What is on the agenda, sir?" Yes, Neiros was fully aware they were there to shoot guns and blow the kark outta things, but one doesn't get invited to another mans house and promptly stick a hand in his fridge. That's just bad form!

 

[Rusty]

OOC: Sorry for the delay.

"Gentlemen, and lady" Rusty said as he approached the test subjects.

"Today, you are here to test the Man Portable Antitank Weapons System, or MPAWS. The MPAWS is an 80mm recoilless rifle. The design is pretty standard. However, the ammunition you'll be using is not. Today is a test of the canister rounds, as well as the Hypervelocity Penetrator, or HVP. We'll also be shooting High Explosive and High Explosive Anti Tank rounds, but those are mainly just for fun. If you'll pay close attention to the following holovid, we'll get you up and firing in no time."

The video explained how to load the weapons properly. The hinged breach swung open. A shell was inserted in and turned a quarter turn to lock it in place. The weapon was then shouldered, aimed, and fired, but only after the shooter ensured that the area immediately behind them was clear of anyone or anything they liked.

"This weapon system is based off the prototype called Bertha. It's a little lighter, fires a bit faster, and is easier to aim. If there are no questions, proceed to the firing line. You'll each find a weapon and all the ammo necessary for the test."

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[Ultimatum]

"I assume it will." He replied to [member="Neiros Starwind"], it had been only a short time since their last meeting and Ultimatum did not forget the contents of it. It was actually mostly good, since without being told they would never have found Ryn or known that he was in trouble. The droid still needed to come to trust the organic, but he was on his way towards that point.

Ultimatum listened to [member="Rusty"] and then watched the informative video. A simple system, very easy for a stressed soldier to accomplish on the battlefield. That was good. A weapon should be complex enough to accomplish its task efficiently, but simple enough for the everyday soldier to pick up and use under most circumstances. At least that was what Ultimatum had come to believe, admittedly he had limited knowledge on the subject, most of which was second hand.

He had no questions for the Shard, instead walking to the firing line. He lifted one of the weapons with ease. They were not especially heavy and Ultimatum was a droid built with physical strength in mind. He looked approvingly over the weapon. Simple enough most definitely. The droid put the weapon back down and lifted one of the canisters, it was one of the Hyper-velocity rounds so the writing proclaimed. He moved back and forth, getting the weight into his system so that he was prepared for it. He then waited until the others took their positions before beginning testing.

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[Stardust Solus Skirae]

Stardust grinned, they had a small party here it seemed...good the smaller the better means it'll be quicker for her to get her own

Stardust listened to [member="Rusty"] and then watched the video studying it with intent, the system seemed easy enough for someone who trained in it or had knowledge on it

Proceeding to the firing range stardust looked at the weapon and picked it up as she started examining every inch of the weapon, yep finely crafted and a beauty at that, she looked at the shell, hmmm what to shoot....ahhh yes a HE round...oh yea she'd love getting this gun

She picked the canister up and looked at it, didn't have the pointed in just the normal curve one, she loaded the shell and turned it a quarter till she heard it locked and nodded...such a satisfying sound next she looked behind her seeing it was clear and let a warning call out"firing!"she said and squeezed the trigger feeling the recoil bounce her back....oh boy she had not felt recoil in so long...yes...she loved that feeling.

The shell flew spinning before hitting about 30 yards away against the armor of a tank, she watched the shell explode and put a nice hole in the armor... Yea that was satisfying
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[Vrissk]

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Vrissk watched the video. It seemed simple enough. Pop the round in, twist it about and fire. He grabbed the gun and slung it over his shoulder, then grabbed as much ammo as he could carry and headed towards the far side of the firing range.

Arriving at the far side of the firing range, he dumped his ammo on the ground at his feet. Sorting through it, he picked out a high explosive anti-tank round. He opened the hinged compartment and stuck the round in it, twisting it about as instructed. Closing the hinged door, he glanced around behind him making sure that nobody was too close to him. Finding the coast to be clear, he took aim at one of the old tanks and fired.

The blast fell just short of the vehicle, blowing up a lot of dirt in the process. He'd have to practice his aim with the weapon. The recoil had hardly bothered his large form. Turning his attention towards the stack of ammo on the ground, he picked up another round preparing to give the gun another go.

 

[Rusty]

So far, everything was going swimmingly.

No one had managed to blow themselves up yet, which was nice. They had all signed the usual legal stuff agreeing not that it was all at their own risk, but somehow that never managed to stop someone from filing a lawsuit. Now that they'd all put a couple of rounds in the general directions of the target, it was time for the next phase.

Rusty's prerecorded voice came over the loudspeaker.

"Now that you're all familiarized, we will test the HVP rounds on actual targets."

A line of tanks appeared over the ridgeline some 1500 meters away. They greatly resembled the old hovertanks favored by the Trade Federation prior to the Clone Wars.

"What you see are actual armored vehicles wrapped in a holoshroud for kicks and giggles. They will simulate firing towards us while advancing. You won't be in any actual danger as they charge, but it's kinda nice to have that realism. Person who bags the most gets an extra hundred rounds to take home."

As soon as the recording stopped playing, Rusty shouldered Bertha, the big sister to the MPAWS, and opened fire. For the briefest split second, the firing process looked like any other-then the ramjet kicked in and the projectile accelerated so quickly that even to the Shard's robotic eye, it just seemed to vanish. The noise was horrendous, a high pitched screeching woosh that sounded more like a hole opening up in the cosmos than anything manmade.

The exhaust trail allowed the projectile's trajectory to be tracked visually, though it was definitely an after the fact thing. It led right to the center tank. The kinetic energy transfer from the spike was tremendous. To say that the tank exploded didn't quite convey the violence of it. One second, there was a tank. The next second, there was a gout of nuclear fire as the power cells ruptured. It was a good thing they were shielded on the firing line.

"As you can see, it is quite effective. Give 'em hell."

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[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum watched the recording, loading the HVP as he did so. He looked to the armored vehicles and might have salivated at the ancient design. They were simple amazing, even if they were quite obsolete by the current standards. It would have been a privilege to see them in a more peaceful setting, but as it was these ships were doomed. He watched as [member="Rusty"] fired a round, his droid eyes lost sight of it a moment after the second phase of the propulsion system kicked in, his mind however made calculations to try and track where the round was throughout the flight. It would turn out that he was three hundredths of a millisecond off, as the targeted vehicle went up in a fantastic explosion.

Ultimatum brought his weapon up and aimed, firing at another tank and enjoying as it too exploded moments after the fire. He did not care too much about bringing home the extra hundred rounds, he did not plan on using this weapon often, he hardly had reason to use this at all actually. He had rarely been in combat, and almost never with an opponent more heavily armored than himself. The idea was to be prepared for when that did happen.

He did not watch the explosion for more than a second, instead turning and loading another round. Turning it properly he looked up and fired again. Nice to be a droid with this, the ability to just set the body to entire autopilot and do all the work as efficiently and quickly as if he thought hard about it.

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[Stardust Solus Skirae]

She looked up and listened to [member="Rusty"]'s words before nodding and watching as she herself couldn't track the round except save the trail as she only tracked it just before she heard a loud boom and one of the tanks go up in a fireball


Ooo boy they keep letting have to much fun"to her the rounds didn't matter...she'd buy them twice over...


After watching she picked a hvp round up and looked at it before nodding and loading the shell as instructed before pulling up and firing at a tank, however it was to of and passed its side causing a nice gash into it...normal human crews would be exposed to light arms fire...however she didn't want it exposed...she wanted it exploded

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[member="Neiros Starwind"]

 

[Vrissk]

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A contest! Being rather competitive in nature, Vrissk was determined to win. Realizing he had picked up the wrong type of ammunition, he quickly swapped it out for the superior HVP round. He stuck it in the laucher, turned it, and then closed the hatch. Making sure to take his time and aim carefully to avoid another miss, he fired the round. It went flying through the air and hit its mark perfectly, demolishing the tank nearest him.

Following his first kill, he reached down and grabbed another HVP round. He was starting to get in a methodical rhythm as he went through the motions of loading and preparing the gun again. Before carefully taking aim and preparing to fire off another shot.