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In Game Description

The C90 is a spinal-mounted 600mm cannon designed to aid the Protectorate's Monitor fleets. Able to fire the unique bomb and HESH shells, it is a huge threat warships small and large alike.

Stats

C90 Cannon
Faction OSP
Cost 60 pts
Dimensions 6x12x6 (MN SPNL)
Hitpoints 500
Hitpoints to Function 30
Damage Threshold 40
Mass 50 Tonnes
DC Priority Medium
Accuracy Marks 22m @ 5km
44m @ 10km
Role Offensive
Integrated FC No
Optical Backup Yes
Compatible Ammo Types Ballistic/Chemical - 600mm; Ballistic/Chemical/Timed - 600mm
Single Shot
Reload Time 18 s
Fire Rate 3.3 RPM
Power -200 (kW)
Casemate Traverse Rate 5 deg/s
Casemate Elevation Rate 0 deg/s
Traverse Limits +5 deg., -5 deg.

Lore

There's a muted clunk in the vents as the slats open, letting out a hum over the din of traffic control and hitting Constantine with a rush of cool, recycled air. His emerald eyes peer out the panopticon's windows towards the weapon berths, watching one of the many monitors pull away from its dock and into a waiting pattern for departure. The Admiral traces over every detail; newly milled slates of armor shine in the amber lighting of the shipyard, clean gouts of flame jet from fresh installs of thruster packs, the dull factory paint of a new-

"That gun is going to be a serious problem," Cass pipes up, interrupting Caeser's thoughts as she quietly approaches the Admiral's side. "For both you and Shelter."

Constantine crosses his arms, his pose almost statuesque as he keeps his eyes on the warship. "The needs outweigh the costs," he replies. Keystone reaches into her jacket, fishing out a pack of Pulsars and pinning a cigarette between her lips, lighting it in one smooth motion.

"You speaking for your Baron on that?" She quips, letting lose a thin cloud of smoke from her mouth. Constantine wrinkles his nose. "I'm sure Winchester will have some fine words for you after this hits the field," Cass adds.

"I'm counting on it."