Nat sighed and stepped up to him. "Look, I know you probably dont like us and I know you probably dont care, but we look up to you whether you like it or not. You're our Captain. You're the one with the most experience. And with you telling us that e dont have the balls to make it then we're not going to. So put on a smile and cheer up." She smiled and slowly walked back over to where she was standing before.
LT.Fisk ,stood stunned as he thought to himself, after hearing the conversation about the last teams demise.
*Set up? A Marine setting up Marines to die?*
This was unconscionable to him.
*I hope they found out who and ripped their F**kn balls off*
"What Is our E.T.A. to the LZ Sir" Fisk asked, anxious to move out ,wanting to know if their were any survivors of the last Team on Planet D-4506-35
Grimacing, Jacob walked over to a main comm station and typed into the screen. Picking up the microphone, he started to speak. "Someone, or something has attacked a group of our scientists. I know that this seems like a lot of effort for just a few scientists, but these were Marine scientists and guardsmen. And you all know that we Marines are the most Badass mother****ers in the whole universe, so we occasionally have to go remind this galaxy full of bitchs that we are in charge, and that WE DON'T TAKE SHIT FROM ANYONE!!" Marines openly started to cheer, and Jacob set down the microphone. "All right marines! Let's show this planet how it's done! E.T.A. in ten minutes! Get to the dropship, and get stationed up, ON THE DOUBLE!!"
=Bobby "Flash" Robinson looked up at the sound of the Main comm turning on, and the sound of the Captains voice. He sat quietly as he spoke about the situation and then when he mention Marins being the most badass motherf***ers he raised his fist into the air and cheered with the rest of the marines. After the speech was done Flash put his pistol back together again and ran to his locker to get the rest of his gear before making his way to the dropship and strapping in.=
~Lily grunted as she sat up, she was having a good nap. Glaring at the speakers she stood up to her full height of 6'1, she was very well muscled for a woman. She leaned her neck to the side letting it pop, then the other way to pop again. Here we go.... She hussled over to her locker almost knocking over the other marine as she strapped on her Heavy Armor, then grabbed her weapons and ran to the Dropship. Since she wore the Heavy gear she was slower then the other marine ahead of her, the one with the "Flash" Tat on his neck. She rolled her eyes at the idea and when she got to the dropship she hooked it, checked her guns, locked, loaded, and ready to kick some ass. She then looked to Flash. What ass are we kicking?? ~
=Flash eyed the chick in the Heavy armor. He looked her up and down briefly then shrugged.=
Hell if I know. The Captain knows whats going on better then I do. Perhaps you should ask him.
=He looked her over one more time and arched a brow. After a moment he began to check his equipment to make sure they are in working condition.=
"YEH, LETS KICK SOME MOTHERF*CKING ASS!"
Lance said slamming his fists into his armour, still chewing aloud as he talked. The dropship went into darkness and small light flashed red as they team shouted and got there weapons ready. "LOCK 'N' LOAD B*TCHS! LOCK 'N' LOAD!" Lance shouted to hos other team mates.
Lt. Fisk listened to the Marines chanting thier 'kick some ass' but he did not chime in. Maybe he was different, maybe these Marines needed this to help them get over thier fear but he had seen ,many times before, motivated Marines who shouted their 'OOORAAAHHs' and got their heads blown off or zapped by Hotel Foxtrot's (Hostile Forces) , He had no desire to see Marines die and he had a bad feeling about this mission.
Fisk was in hopes that he could save some or one Marine scienist on the surface. The Lt. understood he was an outsider. These remnants of Delta squad had faught together and he knew full-well the bond that takes place between Fire Teams when they experiance combat together. He just hoped that they would respect his judgement as an officer because he, in his mind, could help them ocomplish the mission and maybe come home alive. He realized that he would have to win there respect, this is not givin lightly by Marines but, Marines are trained to fallow orders and he hoped he was up to the task. If only Valdez and Christian were with him now. Fisk lead them on many missions but at the battle oft 'Tanhauser Gate' they were K.I.A. Lt.Fisk never forgave himself for not getting them back safely. The had saved his Ass many times but, he had to shake it off. The next mission is whats at hand and, He planned on geting them ALL back to the "Crimson Tide" in one piece.
"Ten Minutes! Equipment check" he shouted as he loaded his Weapon with Flachet and Sabot rounds. *Laoded for Bear* he thought to himself. Nothing, is going to tske him by surprise. *Prepare for the worst and hope for the best * he thought to himself.
Lieutenant Mirez sat on the opposite side to Lieutenant Fisk. He had all his equipment checked and ready but had a sinking feeling of dred about something that he couldn't quite figure. "We are going into Hell as they call it. I think its time we proved to Hell how f*cking bad ass we are!" He pulled the catch back on his weapon. "Lock and load!"
Lt.Fisk, after jackin one in the M12 20 round magazine fed shot-gun, inventoried his equipment.
*Ok Ammo pack, 50 M12 clips, 20 pistol clips. Armor secured, Med kit secured, RK8 rocket launcher with 20 rockets secured, K-BAR boot knife secure*
The K-BAR was more of a good luck charm then anything else. His Grandfather had carried it on the "Mars campaign" and his Father carried it during the "Orion's Moon" War. It got Lt. Fisk through the "Battle of Tanhuaser Gate" during the Tau-Seti Wars. His Father gave it to him when he graduated O.C.S. He will never forget his Fathers words to him that day.."This is for when you are surrounded and have spent your last round son. Dont let them take you alive. Trust me its better to Die with Honor then to live with the shame of defeat" At first he thought his Fathers words were very Morbid but after being defeated by the Tau-Seti Coalition, Lt Fisk understood implicitly what his Father had already known.
After checking his equipment, Lt. Fisk looked over to the guy with the Lightning bolt tattoo.
"So whats the story on the Tatt Pvt." Fisk said , having tattoos himself of the names of Battles he had been in on his shoulder and an Eagle Globe and Anchor with a banner underneath with Valdez and Christians I.D.s on it in memory, on his forearm.