*Her own lips quirk up for just a moment in a confident smirk. He can play cool all he likes, the hunter knows her prey.*
During the Chaltu/Kusanxi war, Chal'phan Tep was blockaded and bombarded, but had enough deep shelter for most of the population to survive. Kusan forces could only hope to take the planet in a ground campaign, which the Chal fought every step of the way--as one does. Unfortunately, the Chal ran up against shortages--while most of their population survived the initial bombardment, they'd lost a great deal of industry. They couldn't manufacture new plasma cells for their energy weapons, or pellets for their rail weapons.
*She gives a slight shake of her head. The defiant remains of a resistant people, fighting to the last but running out of ammo.*
What they did have was an abundance of mining and smelting equipment. Some of the survivors set to modifying the infantry railguns, replacing the ammo feed with a miniaturized mag-smelter. Cram any chunk of ferrous metal into its grip, and it shaves off pieces to fire as flechettes.
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During the Chaltu/Kusanxi war, Chal'phan Tep was blockaded and bombarded, but had enough deep shelter for most of the population to survive. Kusan forces could only hope to take the planet in a ground campaign, which the Chal fought every step of the way--as one does. Unfortunately, the Chal ran up against shortages--while most of their population survived the initial bombardment, they'd lost a great deal of industry. They couldn't manufacture new plasma cells for their energy weapons, or pellets for their rail weapons.
*She gives a slight shake of her head. The defiant remains of a resistant people, fighting to the last but running out of ammo.*
What they did have was an abundance of mining and smelting equipment. Some of the survivors set to modifying the infantry railguns, replacing the ammo feed with a miniaturized mag-smelter. Cram any chunk of ferrous metal into its grip, and it shaves off pieces to fire as flechettes.