C: Alright...Cia, Ellie, get over here.
Ellie: What is it, sir?
C: 'Rica and I just finished training the next batch of troops. We've got enough to properly defend the airfield for a while.
Cia: But that isn't why you called us here.
C: Bingo. We're not gonna wait for them to strike back. We're gonna keep pushing forward, take the next sector. You two will lead the way. We don't need everyone on this.
Ellie: I understand, but why us, specifically?
C: Because you'll be attacking at night.
You two specialize in night ops, correct?
Cia: We sure do. We'll do it, C.
C: Excellent. Make us proud.
- May 28, 2247 hours
- Drassen (sector 2), Arulco
Ellie: We're here. Team 1, with us. Team 2, to the hangar.
Cia: We'll be out of contact if we split up.
Ellie: I realize that, but I'm sure they can handle themselves. Suppressors equipped?
Cia: Of course.
Ellie: Alright. You two, take point.
Green militia: Moving!
Cia: With you.
(Distant gunfire)
Cia: Looks like our boys have run into trouble already. Hope they're alright.
Ellie: I hear something, southwest of our position... contact! (fires burst)
{Return fire)
Ellie: Taking fire, can't see the shooter!
Cia: Can't see him from here...Dammit, there's one to my left! (turns) Agh, I lost him- wait! I think I've found your shooter!
Ellie: Take the shot!
Cia: Alright, I...ooh. There you are. (fires burst) He's down.
Ellie: Did you get him?
Cia: No, there was one blighter approaching my position. I took care of him.
Green militia: (Fires) I got him for you!
Veteran militia: We're backing your lead, ma'am. These tangos don't know who they're dealing with.
Green militia 2: Aaaaah!
Ellie: Dammit! Man down! Up ahead, another tango!
Veteran: We're engaging him. Move up, watch your intervals.
Ellie: Got a hit!
Cia: Oh blast, two more!
Nearby militia: Enemy spotted!
Cia: Where did you guys come from?! Ah, no matter. I'll kill ya! Ha ha!
Ellie: I got this one! (fires more rounds than intended) Whoops. Well, I still got him!
Cia: Nngh, feck! That was a graze!
Ellie: I see the muzzle flash!
Soldier: (Misses)
Veteran: You kidding? (RAPES THE SHIT OUT OF THAT SOLDIER) That's how it's done.
Cia: Alright, we are Oscar Mike!
And the recording glitched out again. I really need to do something about that. (OOC: Damn you, Fraps!) I recieved the After-Action Report from C, though. It was a clean sweep, no further casualties. We've taken the sector. Now, all that remains is the mine. We're not attacking right away, though. I'll have the team check around for anything useful. Nimitz out.
Comments
- Of course, that just makes me paranoid, staring out into the jungle...
