Conflict

"Adrenaline overdrive activated good luck Operator Roeyka." Xanthiana felt a surge of power, her muscles tensed and flexed and she surged forward her eyes singularly focussed on the pistol near the fire. Time seemed to slow down, every minute felt like ten, and still she felt too slow. Nearing the pistol she rolled and snagged it and came up shooting. The mutant EMC personel were caught unaware, between the darkness and the fire it was a basic shooting gallery. EGO made it even easier by outlining the mutants in red, Xanthiana quietly thanked whoever invented the device even if it was more than a little creepy to have some kind of onboard HUD in her brain.

There were four dead and her pistols slide had racked back indicating it was out of bullets. She thought it a bit strange she'd counted five but only saw four dead until the large arm wrapped itself around her throat. The last mutant was shorter than her, but he had lept onto her back and was using his weight and gravity to pull her to the ground. She went with his momentum and slammed him into the ground hoping to dislodge him, it did not.

"Operator Roeyka oxygen deprivation will start in less than a minute you'll lose your ability to function."

"Thanks for that really it's helping." It was weird being smarmy to a robot in your head telling you your dying, but that was Xanthiana's new reality and she just had to roll with it. EGO wasn't wrong though, she could feel light headed just from the short period of time the mutant had started strangling her. She cast the empty pistol aside and stuck her thumb out like she was going to go hitchhiking before shoving it backwards into what she assumed was the mutants eye. Her thumb hit something gooey and the mutant howled in pain and released her. She got to her feet and the creature still rolled in pain on the ground. She brought her soggy boot up and brought the heel of down forcefully on the mutants chest and heard a crack the creature stopped moving, but she could still hear breathing. She retrieved the empty pistol from where she'd cast it aside.

"Subject is critically injured, but not dead Operator."

"I'm aware of that EGO." Xanthiana moved from her position by the fire to the makeshift camp the mutants had been using. Their weapons were older and looked in disrepair, but their bullets were still in working order, she managed to locate some in the pistols caliber and removed the magazine to load some fresh ones in. EGO helped out by highlighting any useful equipment its limited scans could pick up in white. Xanthiana managed to recover a couple more magazines for the pistol, three magazines worth of ammunition for it, and various other bullets for others calibers of weaponry. She made sure to take them as in her experience ammunition was worth more than any paper money in the badlands.  Ammunition was the one universal currency in the new earth economy. She snagged a beat up backpack from one of the dead ark hunters to store her ill gotten gains and made her way over to the dying mutant.

"Operator Roeyka I'd recommend a tactical retreat there may be more of mutants in the area, I'm also getting reports of an erep position not far from here, it would be a safe location to regroup with other ark hunters and start the search for Mr. Von Bach."

"Agreed." She put a bullet between the mutants eyes, there was no reason for the creature to suffer anymore than it already had. She wasn't sold on searching for Von Bach while there seemed to be a new war starting in Paradise, but she had taken his money and signed on to be a bodyguard, and a deal is a deal even if Von Bach was a piece of shtako best left for whatever scavengers could find him.