Clusterfrag

The door at the end of the corridor is a heavy one, bearing a sophisticated looking electronic lock.

Doc points at the monk having a seizure,

"Already taken care of, pal." He responds.

He pulls out the keycard that they had found earlier, and walks toward the door.

Max gets close to the door and inspects it. Opening the comm channel to Milly, Max asks,

<Hey Milly. Any chance you could help us out with this door if Doc's keycard doesn't work?>

Max looks incredulously to nothing and no one in particular before speaking up,

"Rawhide, come with me. Doc, Tyros, stay here and work on the door. We'll be back."

Max takes back off in the direction of the monks they had just fought.

"Got it. I don't think we'll be able to do drek to this door until you come back with a body," Doc says.

Rawhide picks up the monk with the shattered jaw, who makes dribbling noises as he is hefted on to the dwarf's back.

"Just 'n case the eye needs to be alive," he mumbles sagely.

Max responds,

"My thought exactly."

Rawhide holds the semi-conscious man's head in front of the scanner.

"Looks like you have to slide that card too, Doc."

Doc swipes the card, and waits for the light to turn green.

The door swings open, revealing an archive of sorts. The room is jammed to the brim with cabinets and cases, and cluttered with medical and industrial equipment, much of it still covered in plastic wrap. Perhaps the defining feature of the room is the surprised looking man in the body armor with the Ares HVAR. He pulls the butt of the rifle against his shoulder.

Max dives for cover behind the door jamb.

(( Delay action. ))

Doc follows Max's lead, and dives behind cover.

The enforcer takes cover and the sound of the pin being pulled from a grenade is unmistakable.

"Bloody hell," mutters Rawhide, dropping the comatose monk. "Why does it always have to be me?"

He rushes into the archive and dives behind a cabinet.

Doc wraps his arms under the shoulders of the half-dead monk, and hoists him up, preparing to use the man as a shield.

Tyros moves quickly through the door and steps to the side of the guard. His last subject killed before he had a chance to really utilize him, Tyros reaches out an invisible hand (centering) and forces his way into the guards mind (control thoughts, f4).

The guard freezes and continue to hold the granade, detonator still clinched in his hand, "Calm down boys, I have me a puppet."

Tyros seizes control of the enforcer's thoughts.

(( FYI, control actions lets you directly control enemies like puppets, whereas control thoughts allows you to issue an order but the enemy can act independently aside from that. ))

Max rushes around the corner toward the enforcer and grabs the goon's weapon!

Doc tosses the half-dead monk back to the ground.

"Thanks, anyway."

Max attempts to take the enforcer's HVAR.
A minor tug of war ensues in which the enforcer refuses to give up his weapon.

The Enforcer eyes the elf trying to pry his weapon from him and aims a savage kick at Max's groin.
Max shies away from the kick, which hits nothing but empty air.

Having dodged the attack, Max continues to try to wrestle the gun away from the enforcer.

Max is unable to strip the weapon, but in their tussling, the guard loses his grip and the assault rifle clatters at both men's feet.

As the gun claks to the floor Max shouts,

"Get the fraggin' gun, Doc!"

Doc leaps forward and scoops up the assault rifle.

Max does a quick scan of the room for any obvious place where his gear might be.

With the rifle's butt pressed in the crook of his arm, doc fires a pair of bursts at the guard.

Doc's first burst riddles the man.
The second burst rips through the enforcer and splatters the archive with blood. The dead guard slumps on to the floor and the live grenade rolls away from his open hand!

"What the fuck are you doing, you fragging morons! I told you he was under control!!!" Tyros dives behind cover, still bellowing with rage at his stupid friends.

Rawhide calmly picks up the grenade and hurls it into a filing cabinet before falling prone.

Doc goes into a horizontal dive away from the cabinet.