D-4506-35 Roleplay

Lance walked up beside Rek holding his rifle against his chest. "F*uck that was some hectic shit!"

Originally posted by Mr.Alex
Lance walked up beside Rek holding his rifle against his chest. "F*uck that was some hectic shit!"

Lt.Fisk Shouted over the com-link at Lance "Sgt. Get in to formation! We are in battle alert Numbnutts, not at a F*ckn day spa" Fisk said irritated at The Sgt.s lackadaisical attitude to the situation. "You mind being a Marine and taking your position, Secureing the perimeter?"

Fisk thought to himself
*Jesus this guy is going to get someone killed*

Nat slipped onto possition, keeping an eye on the area around them through her scope. "What do you think happened to squad 3?"

Jacob stood and scanned the sky towards the crash. A puff of green smoke started to raise, and climb into the sky. "Delta 02, smoke is in the air, I repeat. I smoke is in the air. Moving to target position." Jacob started to sprint towards the crash sight.

Arriving on the crest of the ridge just north , half a kilo from the crash sight, Lt. Fisk ordered "Get Low, don't leave a silhouette, circle formation." Fisk continued with concern "You see anything move, identify before you open fire. I repeat Hold your fire until I give the order." Fisk said, not wanting to Kill a possible Marine Scientist or a benign life form.

Draven stood at the ready awaiting orders a bit nervous after what happened but still kept his cool.

Rek ignored the commotion and the order to encircle, knowing he the best was to find out if it was a trap was to spring the trap. He began walking casually towards the plume of smoke. He seemed like he was on a nature walk through a forest all relaxed a calm, but his scanners and he himself knew otherwise as he listened to the scanner. He neared the crash site and could see in his telescopics that whatever the dropship had once been, it wasn't going to be it anymore. "Just like Zegima Beach." He told himself quietly as he rembered the conflict with the bugs on planet P. "Show me your plans." His scanners detected nothing, but in the crisp nigh air, with the storm pattern nearing they would soon be totally useless for anything but general Friend Foe identification. "Fisk, move the men forward but get them to watch their rears. I'm fine."

Jacob's HUD indicated that Rek was coming up on the crashed Drop Ship from the opposite side that he was. Opening a private channel, he spoke quickly. "Rek, we need to do sweep both sides and meet in the middle." The Silhouette of a man appeared among the wreckage.

=Flash had jumped out of the dropship, scanning the area with his Rifle. He saw Griggs run off to get in position and followed. He hunkered down near her looking around and responded to her question=

Beats the hell out of me. But this place has got to be hostile. what else but an attack could of taken out Delta 03? I dout technical issues were a problem.

~Lily had jumped in a drop pod along with the Captain and was now standing beside him in her heavy armor. Her Rifle pointed behind them to watch their six. Sir. What do you think happened? ~

"As far as I can tell.. something must have hit the engine.." Jacob nodded to Lily and started to advance more slowly, knowing he had another soldier with him.

~Lily advanced with Jacob, frequently turning around to look behind them to make sure the area was secure. The question is, What hit it? Lily turned towards Jacob and then quickly turned her rifle to the left. She stood still for a moment, her weapon trained to the left and then finally moved. Must of been my imagination.... she muttered to herself.~

Draven examnied a bit....

"Sir come look at this theres energy scarring on the hull near the engine, we were deliberatly brought down.''

"Yes, sir." Rek moverd off to one side, inspecting the crashsite.

Lt.Fisk stood up. "Well Sgt. Williams i guess we are tail end Charlie. I don't know bout you but I'm not comfortable being left out to hang in the wind like chum. Apparently perimeter security is unnecessary. Might as-well head toward the rest of the team. Take point Ill cover your six"

Fisk thought to himself
*I miss Kilo Squad. The men where much more disciplined on the "WAR EAGLE"*

(I don't want to beak your stride, but sometimes just moving on the story is the best thing Lycanthrope, certainly millitary accuracy is appreciated, but don't take it too far, we have to keep all those involved, interested and not make every situaion a damned excercise... I has to be fun also. The only examply of what we don't want is the JARHEAD film. Some elements yah but don't go overboard on every situation.)

Jacob went to one knee, shouldering his weapon and doing a second scan. Seeing no movement, but catching the silhouette of Ben. He didn't move or speak, but waited.

Lance ducked down and sprinted for cover, heading for the rest of the team. He skidded to the ground behind cover, turning to Lt.fisk with his rifle at the ready. "Aight move, i got you covered." He said into his comm. Lance poked his head out of cover, aiming his rifle into the open.

Lt.Fisk , being covered by Gunny Williams ,ran to get to the team. He got there , with heavy breath, dropped to prone position and surveyed the surroundings.

"What did you find Capt" he said, anxiously over the comm., wanting to know of any survivors.

((Sorry JediReaper, I am a Jarhead .Its hard to break away from my experience when it comes to RPing a Marine unit. I will stand down))

Draven scanned the area with his HUD. Also with his rifle seeing nothing but dust.