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| Seltak | Oct 24 2010, 02:01 PM |
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Littlefield made his way down the mountain, carefully watching for enemy emplacements that had snuck their way into the perimeter. He was good, but even he missed things, especially when it came to watching his platoon and making sure they didn't have anyone on their six that they didn't know about. Coming to the bottom of the smallish mountain, Littlefield sat down on the rocky surface with his rifle in his lap. He took a deep breath and waited for the rest of his team to show up. Littlefield was starting to drift asleep when he heard the rustling of trees nearby, bringing Littlefield out of his minor slip up. Lifting his rifle, he got into a prone position and made sure his power levels were low enough not to be too detectable. Flipping off the safe, he waited for the source of the sound with a heavy beating heart. It was another thirty seconds and a few more moving trees before the rest of first platoon stepped through the trees, seeing Littlefield instantly. Smiling, the rookie stood up and slung his rifle around his frame. "Bout time you guys showed up, I was about to leave you guys behind to find your own way home." The biggest of the Zakus walked up to Littlefield and put it's hand on his shoulder. "Little brother, if you ever got the guts to leave us behind, I would break you in half." Laughing, Littlefield shook Pete's hand off and together the three made their way back to HQ. *** It took only half an hour before they reached the USMP's base of operations, and after entering the gate, they made their way to the command operation's center to report back in. Seltak told his men to make their way back to the barracks to shower, change, and eat. After departing, Seltak entered the COC and removed his helmet. A lieutenant colonel looked at him from a map and stood up straight, walking over to the recon marine. "Sir, Lieutenant Amani reports mission success, all enemies in sector seven eight neutralized." Seltak didn't salute since they were in a battlefield environment. Even though they were inside, saluting allowed the enemy to see who was an officer, and who wasn't. "Good work Amani. We're expecting the Second Special Mechanical Operations Forces back any minute now, who you will assist in their next operation. Short and simple, we've spotted two gundam power armors moving our way with a few friends of their own. I'll get to the rest as soon as the SMOF gets back." Seltak nodded and allowed the colonel to get back to his work. Walking to a map on the wall, he saw that the USMP forces were pushing the enemy back, albeit slowly. The gundams were shown in a blinking red, while the mass produced power armors were just red. Tanks and heavy armaments were a bright red that didn't blink, but the majority of the map was mass produced. Seltak saw that the area he had previously held was now being covered by regulars. Though he hated being used for such simple tasks like holding the lines against untrained rebels, he knew it's necessity. |
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| Battle in South Georgia · Roleplay | |
1:02 AM Aug 27