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Nimitz2010-12-12 13:24:58

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Log 3: Offensive Play

Nine hours later...

Bunny: Why are we attacking at night again?

Ellie: È sciocco. Haven't you ever heard of the element of surprise?

Ben: Hey, wait a sec. Weren't you injured, Bunny?

Bunny: Yeah, but I'm feeling better already. How about you guys?

C: I'm good.

Cia: I'm fine.

Ellie: Feel like new.

Bunny: Guess a couple hours of rest will heal an injury like that right up. Don't question it, Ben.

Ben: Okay...

C: Alright, cut the chatter. Let's get a move on. 'Rica, take point.

Generica: On it.

The team sneaks over to a cluster of trees directly south of the airfield's entrance.

Ellie: We will scout it out. NVGs.

Cia: I've got one. He's standing guard by the toll booth. He doesn't see me... requesting permission to engage.

C: Granted. Everyone else, prepare to leg it.

Cia: Scored a hit. He's still standing.

Ellie: I see another one at the other booth. Cannot engage, need time to set up.

Cia: Got the blighter.

C: Move up! Go, go, go!

Bunny: Jesus, we're taking fire! Right side!

Generica: I see him. *fires* Shots went wild, I'm pulling back!

Ira: I got 'im! Wait, damn, he's still up!

Ben: I'm coming. *fires two shots, misses both* God damn it to hell.

Generica: So you do just suck. Urgh, allow me.

Cia: Behind the fence, hostile!

Ellie: Shit, that was a close one!

C: I've got your back! *fires* Scored a hit! Keep moving forward, don't lose momentum!

Hidden soldier: *shoots*

C: Enemy fire! Find the shooter!

Bunny: There, muzzle flash!

Soldier: *shoots*

Bunny: Ah, fuck...!

Ellie: Bunny?!

Bunny: Don't worry! Armor caught it. I'll take care of the other one! *shoots* Got him!

Cia: Up on the flank! Tango!

Ira: Augh!

Ben: God damn, Ira's hit! Return fire! *shoots* Got him!

Generica: *BANG* He's dead. Ben, cover me! I'll see to Ira.

Ben: Acknowledged.

Generica: Jeez. I'm not gonna lie to you, he got you good. You'll live, but you won't be getting into any more fights for a while.

Ira: Mmph...sure.

Cia: Hide from me, will ya?!

C: *shoots* Dispatched. Alright, you finished back there? Follow me, we're Oscar Mike!

Generica: Keep your eyes peeled. There could be more of them.

(Here, I had a moment of stupidity. While the team was walking through the airfield, I pressed the alt key and clicked on a point on the ground. This causes your mercs to advance "cautiously". Heh, well, they don't use caution so much as they face a direction you don't want them to face, and they stay that way until you select a new destination with the alt key unpressed. I didn't do this until it was too late. So yeah, because of this, the following happened...)

C: Everyone, watch our six.

Ben: On it, boss.

C: No, literally, watch it.

Ben: ...I'm sorry, what?

C: Everyone turn around!

Bunny: ...Why?

C: Just do it!

Bunny: But...okay.

Everyone turns around...and C gets shot in the back three times.

C: AAARGH!

Ben: Boss!

Bunny: C! God dammit!

Cia: What the bloody-?!

Ellie: *fires a burst* Tango down!

Generica: Sweep the area!

Ben: Clear!

Cia: All clear!

Bunny: Got nothin'!

Ellie: I see no movement.

Generica: Alright...stand down. Let's help C.

C: Fuck...

Generica: Okay, I'll be frank: are you out of your fucking mind?!

Bunny: Yeah! What were you thinking, turning your back like that?! You almost got yourself killed!

C: I...I don't know! Just...I had this urge to do that.

Ben: What?

C: I don't know...shit.

Ellie: I think you have seen enough combat for one day.

Bunny: I think we've all seen enough for one day.

C: Yeah...okay, let's settle down. We did it, people. Drassen's airfield is ours.

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