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Chan	Nov 28 2010, 10:38 PM
Posts: 10 Group: USMP Member #13 Joined: Sep 29, 2010	Captain Altecha Chan, 8th Special Operations Company RGM-89 Jegan USMP Dust clouds, the sounds of gunfire, and power armor advancing in different directions are all he can see. The visor camera of Captain Altecha Chan’s RGM-89 Jegan zooms in and out as he surveys the situation. He and his Jegan squad had approached the Tesla Industries compound from a different direction from the rest of the USMP force. Already, he can tell that the main USMP force had made its way inside. Unfortunately, Chan is also certain that other factions are entering the compound. Chan’s Jegan ducks back behind cover. He looks over at another Jegan who has an enormous sniper rifle raised. “Got anything on your scope, Churchill?” The British Royal Marine’s voice came back as a grumbling whisper,” Buzzin’ like a blasted hornet’s nest. Can’t tell which blokes are ours or not. Gettin’ flashes of light. Beam weapons it seems like.” “Look,” spoke up Antoinette DeJou’s heavy French accent,” our soldats are still blocking the Law Enforcement infanterie outside.” Her Jegan shifts the enormous chaingun that it is holding. “Hold your fire, Dejou,” reminded Chan. The captian’s Jegan turns to the last member of his team. “Anything new from control?” The rumbling voice of Sergeant McDune replied. “Not much, sir. Whoever is coordinating this only knows that a recon element is probing the area.” “Do you know what outfit is in there?” A pause. “Says to be the ‘Dark Falcons’ squad using the Slaughter Dagger model. CO is named Clint Reisz. Never heard of him.” “Patch me through to him. We might be able to support him from here. You think we can use our grenades as breaching charges?” “Nothing like well-placed explosives would do, sir.” “Make it happen sergeant.”
Posts: 10 Group: USMP Member #13 Joined: Sep 29, 2010

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