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Aiden:
Astoria High School

:: Roger Roger! ::

"Let's go, move it up!"

It was a timely set of orders, for the other pumpkins arrayed around the central carrier had begun to burrow their tendrils into the ground as well. The grass threatened to turn grey, and a softer orange light began to shine from within. Then the tank shells began again, first striking down the trees around their intended target, collapsing their great weight upon it and causing a deep rumbling roar to shake the ground. The third shot hit home, into one of the eye sockets, and blasted a hole clear through the back of it. Its light went out like a fire dowsed by a flood.

Drosa's Custodial escort were not idle in this time, alternating with great discipline between controlled bursts of bullets to manage the sporadic outpouring of smaller pumpkin monsters, and grenade fire in an attempt to blast out their target's attempts to root into the ground. The light machine gun took the pressure off from the third target's production capabilities for the time being, and the rocket launcher managed two rounds which gouged out enormous chunks of the final side carrier's flanks.

The one in the center squatted malevolently, its crimson glare intensifying with every passing moment. As Horrigan prepared his ace in the hole its tendrils reached the remains of its cohorts and began to entangle them, to drag them closer as their structural integrity failed, preparing for something.

A spray of fire from the transport helicopter above drew its attention even if the shots went after pumpkins on the opposite side of the field, heading toward the school, and it brought one of its free vines about in another attempt to smack it out of the sky.

MissingMandible:
Frank Horrigan

The mini nuke was created in a time where science was married to warfare. Developed for use by the US Military, it brought the power of the atom to the hands of mere infantry. Its sole purpose was the complete obliteration of Chinese Coomunist detachments and erasing whatever fortifications they built up. Normally, this high grade explosive is launched from a shoulder-mounted catapult. Special Agent Horrigan has no need to a catapult.

The super mutant soldier ran forward like a football player of old, only to come to an abrupt halt and threw the mini nuke overhand. Though vines shot up in front of the giant squash, it was doomed - a sudden fireball engulfed not only the vines, but the face as well. Searing heat the same temperature as the sun engulfed the localized environment, flash frying the vines and the smaller pumpkins on the ground just below. This was followed by a concussive blast that pulped the attacking plants further out, as well as further shattering the shell of the king pumpkin.

All this happened in less than a second after impact...

A mushroom cloud enveloped the scene, temporarily hiding the carnage that was wrought.

Aiden:
Astoria High School

:: What the-?! ::

The small amounts of electromagnetic interference cut the transmission for a precious few moments. Anyone with the misfortune to look directly into the explosion found themselves blinded, the intensity of the light searing its way into their retina. For everyone else it was merely a moment's aversion of the eyes, and when they turned back they saw nothing but ruin. A smoking crater where not even squash remained was all science left behind.

From up in the skies a heavily armed politician looked on with a bright smile on her face. "Oh, it's beautiful..."

One of the other Custodians, after a long moment of silence, checked in. "Campus security reports inbound. Check the perimeter and prepare to cede the field."

Comm chatter resumed as though a breath had been released.

:: We did it! ::

MissingMandible:
Frank Horrigan:

"Alright, fan out and secure the parameter," Frank ordered through the comms, "If a pumpkin looks intact or a vine twitches, smash it. When in doubt, double tap."

He turned his gaze to the immobilized school tank. He was actually impressed at how calm they were through the whole ordeal, especially when their vehicle was surrounded by the enemy. Maybe there was something to the whole Tankwando School program? "You lot in the tank did good," He threw them a bone, "Kept your cool under pressure and exceeded my expectations. Columbia's in good hands."

Aiden:
Astoria High School

"SIR!" The soldiers saluted, and moved out in their squad to follow Special Agent Horrigan's orders. Meanwhile, a pair of APCs came rolling up from the direction of what had to be the school's motorpool - along with approximately half of the tanks which had fled back to campus earlier. They moved in mechanized wolf packs to begin sweeping around the sides.

One of the students rose up from the turret of her armored vehicle, helmet in place, and grinned with a big bright blush on her face and her fist up in the air. "Thank you, sir! Jaguar Team did its best!" And then, trembling for a moment, she clenched her hands into fists and leaned in, while another of her fellow teammates squeezed up past her to get a better look at Frank Horrigan. "That was so cool, sir!"

Through the visual enhancement features of his helmet's HUD the enormous super soldier was even able to spot campus security forces on top of the roof of the school in position with rifles.

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