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Excommunication: Enemy Heretical (WH40K x XCOM) - CANCELED/ TO BE REWRITTTEN

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[X] Discreetly move into position to move against the psychics, taking advantage of the distractionprovided by the heavy-duty drones, before unleashing everything we've got to overwhelm the psychics in a massive Alpha Strike, beforeassisting the US forces in mopping up the Aliens already deployed.
 
[X] Discreetly move into position to move against the psychics, taking advantage of the distractionprovided by the heavy-duty drones, before unleashing everything we've got to overwhelm the psychics in a massive Alpha Strike, before assisting the US forces in mopping up the Aliens already deployed.
 
[X] Discreetly move into position to move against the psychics, taking advantage of the distraction provided by the heavy-duty drones, before unleashing everything we've got to overwhelm the psychics in a massive Alpha Strike, before assisting the US forces in mopping up the Aliens already deployed.
 
[X] Discreetly move into position to move against the psychics, taking advantage of the distraction provided by the heavy-duty drones, before unleashing everything we've got to overwhelm the psychics in a massive Alpha Strike, before assisting the US forces in mopping up the Aliens already deployed.

Yeap hit the heretics quislings and shut down this freak fest.
 
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Farm Mission Part 10
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    • [X] Discreetly move into position to move against the psychics, taking advantage of the distraction provided by the heavy-duty drones, before unleashing everything we've got to overwhelm the psychics in a massive Alpha Strike, before assisting the US forces in mopping up the Aliens already deployed.

    As the front of the farm is being turned into a giant alien and cultist barbeque your own squads quietly come in from the back.
    The Psychics are in the central courtyard of the main cluster of buildings, far too concentrated in calling out more of the demonic looking aliens.
    Reaper squad takes point and quickly dispatches the scant few sane guards watching over the summoners with a few silenced shots, the few that remained seeming to be those crazies that looked brain dead if it weren't for their breathing and unpleasant little chuckle from time to time..
    Storm Rider flies and takes overhead sniping positions, noticing that the few cultists drones had been either shot down or were to busy trying to fight against the UCAW force.
    On your queue both squads open up, catching the guards by surprised just as Hammerhead comes from the side and unloads plasma directly into their flanks. Though relentless the guards are reduced to piles of meat and all but Psychic is dead.

    Reaper 1: its over! put your hands up and do not use Psi or we WILL kill you!

    Psychic Cultist: Over!? Its not over! It never even began! You can't stop me or our GOD!

    *Cultist eyes glow and all squads train their guns on him*

    Reaper 1: Stop or we will shoot!

    Psychic Cultist: GO AHEAD! SHOOT!! It doesn't matter where the blood flows only that it DOES!!

    Reaper 1: fire!

    *All squads fire into the cultist* *BANG* *BANG* *BOOM*

    "Commander local Psi levels are reaching dangerous levels!" frantically shouts one of the staff.

    "incredible..." comments Vahlen.

    An unholy aura of red energy begins to gather around the cultist, varying weapons and bits of armor starting to clump around the cultists as his skin begins to crack with black markings.

    Psychic Cultist: HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

    *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*

    The psychic blast from the cultist sends your men flying in all directions.

    "We lost the feed!"

    "Reaper 1 come in! Hammerhead!?"

    "Get sensors back online immediately!"

    As the initial chaos comes down and info feed resumes, you see that your men are stunned and scattered but at least only bruised.
    Then you see what remained at the epicenter:

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    A giant brutish mass of flesh fused into thick metal armor and machinery, the person melted into the abomination either in utter agony or glee and you are not sure of yourself. Just by looking at it many of your command staff writhe in disgust with the few psychics in your base reporting utter revile senses at this...thing. Besides its rusted and jagged claws, there are various guns of varying caliber and merged into its arm is a heavy plasma...alongside half a dozen other plasma guns welded upon it.

    blood...FOR THE BLOOD GOD!

    What should your men do?

    [ ] Write-in
     
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    • Kneecap it. Repeatedly and with anti-tank ordnance. Then throw a few dozen plasma grenades. Then shoot it some more.
     
    FUUUUUCK!

    [X] FIGHTING RETREAT BACK TO THE DRONES!
    -[X] While frantically calling in air support and alerting our backup that Holy Shit, we're bringing a big guy behind us, get prepped!
     
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    Does Xcom have rods of god? That seems an appropriate weapon for XCOM to have as a tactical asset.

    Rods of god for when a dropship of sectoids show up and everything has to die.
     
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    [X] FIGHTING RETREAT BACK TO THE DRONES!
    -[X] While frantically calling in air support and alerting our backup that Holy Shit, we're bringing a big guy behind us, get prepped!
     
    [X] FIGHTING RETREAT BACK TO THE DRONES!
    -[X] While frantically calling in air support and alerting our backup that Holy Shit, we're bringing a big guy behind us, get prepped!

    Incidentally, where exactly is the nearest nuke? Or orbital drop satellite?
     
    [X] FIGHTING RETREAT BACK TO THE DRONES!
    -[X] While frantically calling in air support and alerting our backup that Holy Shit, we're bringing a big guy behind us, get prepped!
     
    [X] FIGHTING RETREAT BACK TO THE DRONES!
    -[X] While frantically calling in air support and alerting our backup that Holy Shit, we're bringing a big guy behind us, get prepped!
     
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