Good news, Surtur steps in to fill the C-no shaped void in the squad!
Here's hoping he becomes a heavy. It'd just be appropriate.
Are you kidding me? Operation Morbid Hammer.
Operation Morbid Hammer. Surtur, if this mission goes tits up, I'm blaming you.
Oh, hey, a bar! Drinks are on me...assuming I survive this.
Shit, sectoids. I think we interrupted their round of darts.
Khan takes the shot...and hits! But the sectoid barely survives it.
Saney fires, hoping to finish it off, but misses, instead blowing a hole through the wall.
He'd have hit it if it was wearing a fedora.
On the plus side, Surtur misses too, so I feel like marginally less of a failure.
The sectoids, clearly unimpressed by our stormtrooper esque marksmanship, decide to just walk off. Offended, Napalm steals the meld they left behind.
Heading out the back, we encounter two more.
And once again, Saney can't shoot for shit.
Although on the plus side, neither can this guy.
Oh, this is bullshit!
Surtur has more luck flanking this sectoid. Because it's being psionically bolstered by another sectoid, it has more health. Luckily, Surtur manages to score a critical hit, killing it.
Luckily for Khan, the sectoid I'm hunting is about as good at aiming as I am.
Oh, come on! How did I miss this? And now I'm out of ammo for my rifle!
The fucker shot me! Surprisingly, I only took 3 damage instead of 4. I'd like to think my helmet protected me from the worst of it. It protects from Loveshies and stray plasma shots.
While the sectoids are distracted by my cursing, Khan manages to steal the rest of the meld.
Instead of using a turn to reload, I just switch to my pistol. The little bastard finally goes down.