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Part 13: No Power? 💀

"We're here." "Alright, prep for signal." 1-1 finished. 1-1 deactivated the safety on his rotary gun, breaking through the door and alerting everyone present at the floor. His M134 immediately started slamming 25mm into the people gathered, killing the vast majority of security guards in the room with the barrage of photonlaser munitions, furniture also being nearly disintegrated under the volume of quiet fire.

1-2 equipped his secondary particlethrower, spraying controlled long-range high-velocity clouds of concussive particles into a slit above a bank teller, which fittingly knocked out the biological bank tellers and also jamming the internal circuits of machine tellers. A switch on the side of the weapon seemed to adjust itself, the weapon then firing lethal particles out of its muzzle and ripping through walls.

1-1 finished mowing down all of the security personnel present and he turned to the unarmed civilians who were hiding behind cover. 1-1 pinged for 1-2 to move them to the garage, which he did, some of the people clearly trying to struggle their way out of this mess and failing. As 1-2 brought all of them into the garage, a new wave of security personnel in tactical gear, likely law enforcement, forming up.

They broke through the door right when 1-1 fired off a signal ping. 2-1 and 2-2 broke through the windows present at the security room with thrown Fracturer devices, then firing their heaviest weapons into it. The Fracturers immediately set to work, beams erupting from them and targeting the well-dispersed CROS law enforcement, beams also seemingly directed at empty locations.

When one of these beams hit one of these empty locations, an armored operator equipped with a cloaking device was sent flying away from 1-1, heavily damaged. "The fuck? They got jammer cloaking?" 1-1 said to himself telepathically, shocked. 2-1 and 2-2 also had faces of silent shock on, turning towards a stairwell leading down. "Boss, let's get the vault already." 2-2 transmitted.

1-1 nodded, sliding down the not-smooth stairs somehow and arriving at an empty office-like area. 2-1 and 2-2 cleared 1-1's flanks, and 1-1 scanned the vault door's entrance, immediately noticing weird flesh-like growths. "They got eldritch steel. DAMMIT-" He checked his pocket dimension for anything that might help, coming to a realization then. "Shit, 1-2 has the drill."

1-2, after a short struggle, kept all of the hostages down and together in the garage. After this, he kicked open the door and found a lot of dead CROS officers laying on the floor. Choosing not to waste time, he immediately made a dash for the stairwell, using a jetpack array to boost into a wall, then rotating 90 degrees and boosting off that wall, performing the maneuver again to land in front of the group.

1-2 moved to a defensive position, waiting for CROS officers to enter. "1-2, WE NEED THE VAULT OPEN! GET THE LIGHT ERASURE DRILL!" "Shit, my bad." 1-2 said, moving and dashing towards the vault. He manifested a large apparatus that he mounted to the vault, which had a rectangular form and transparent sides, showing a colorless beam firing into the vault door. The flesh on the door began writhing, and 2-1 and 2-2 moved to positions to guard the staircase.

The screen showed how long it would take, displaying five minutes and also broadcasting it to their HUDs. As the screen activated, CROS law enforcement started heading down the stairwell. Shadows seemed to be leading the groups of five that went down, and 2-1 and 2-2, already in position, started unloading into the CROS officers pushing into the room. 

The 'shadows' were being targeted first, which, as expected, upon death, were the same kind of armored and cloaked operators killed earlier by 1-1. 2-1 and 2-2, armed with TSCAR-L rifles, ejected their magazines and swapped them out for magazines with the letters 'APHE-HV' written on the side, standing for 'Armor Piercing High Explosive - HighVisual'.