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Seltak | Oct 23 2010, 11:40 PM |
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Automatic fire came from the right as Seltak reloaded the recoilless rifle in his hands. Turning his head in that direction, he signaled Pete to keep his eyes open as he waited for word from Little Brother, who was off trying to find how far back the enemy lines went. The rest of his platoon were in a trench about ten meters apart, picking off mobile weapons that tried to come across their lines. So far not too many had tried, and that might have something to do with the fact the enemy didn't seem to know how many power armor's there were in this district. It wouldn't be much longer until they decided to attack full force. "Big brother, I've reached the peek. Enemy forces are incoming, looks like about twenty, twenty-five power armors moving your way." "You heard him First Platoon, get ready. Pick your targets and stay in your zone, we don't want to hit the same targets. Pete, pop smoke. As soon as they appear through the smoke, let them have it, semiautomatic only. We need to save our ammo." Pete primed a grenade and threw it into the forest, the grenade releasing it's smoke after a second on the ground. The grenade was made to produce massive amounts of smoke in all directions. Hopefully, it would make the enemy think twice before rushing at their position, giving them the time they needed to survive this rush. "They're entering the smoke. Ten seconds to contact." The seconds passed slowly, but it was a rush when the first power armor pushed through the black smoke. Seltak pulled the trigger three times after sighting into the first target coming into his zone. The round impacted the armor's chest plates, knocking it onto it's ass, three large dents in the armor. Similar shots rang out from his left and right. Seltak quickly fired at another target that had just appeared. After this one went down, his buddies decided to try another tactic. Shots came from the smoke before the enemy exited, making first platoon cover for a moment, which was enough time for three or four to run through the smoke and take cover. Seltak raised his head over the sand berm and fired a shot into the face of the soldier that dared look from behind a tree. More soldiers appeared through the smoke, and as they did, the smoke started to dissipate, allowing the others to get a good look at the recon marines. Shots rang out from behind the platoon, and as Seltak glanced back for a moment, he knew it was Littlefield providing fire from his hidden position. A grenade went off, and a group of power armors fell. After a few more moment, they had finished off the wave. Checking his ammo, Seltak requested a status report from each member. An explosion from the edge of the forest caught Seltak's attention. There was a pause, then Littlefiled came over the radio. "Someone just took out a tank that was patrolling the forest, one of ours..." "First Platoon, fall back and rendezvous with the rest of the battalion. HQ out." Seltak gritted his teeth and ordered his men to fall back, each man falling back one after another, stopping and going to make sure they wouldn't get shot in the back. |
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