2237-07-14 - School's Out

The //Vanguard// marines make their move to liberate one of the prison camps on the Cape.

Date: 2237-07-14

Location: Cape Shediac

Related Scenes: None

Plot: Operation: Cat and Mouse

Scene Number: 267

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Scene 267 - Cape Shediac

Cape Shediac. The CF took a crack at it once before, but now they're getting another chance. The pilots are set to launch their attack soon, a big push in conjunction with Picon Navy air forces. But before they do, the colonials want to make sure that the offensive doesn't trigger a round of mass exterminations in the two Cylon prison camps located on the cape. The marines snuck in a few hours ago. They inserted by zodiac, met a few members of the Picon resistance who will serve as their guides, and then marched overland to their target. The mission is simple: Kill the Cylon guards, protect the humans, hold out until the air wing pushes back the cylons enough for transports to land. "And if they don't?" asked one of the marines during the mission briefing. Gunny Mercer, who's leading the unit, said matter of factly, "Then we're frakked. No way can we evac hundreds of civilians without those transports, and we're sure as hell not leaving them there. We fight till the transports land or we're all dead, simple as that."

The prison camp itself is in an abandoned high school in a small town near a Tyllium mine. The resistance says the Cylons are using the humans as slave labor in the mine. The town has some Cylon patrols, but the main base is north of there by the mine. There are two teams - one (the PCs) will go straight for the gymnasium, which is where it's believed the Cylons are holding the prisoners. The other one will sweep through starting at the front of the building.

Lyn is settled in a crouch near Charlie, Recon girls unite. She's sweeping the area through binoculars with a grimace. This is their redemption from the abject disaster of their last attempt at this. The nannybot incident was unpleasant for everyone.

Gage is always grateful to be off the Vanguard and back on soil -- doubly so this time because no tunnels or enclosed spaces. He looks largely at ease, pre-assault, standing near Aleksander, one hand resting lightly on his rifle -- maybe looking to bum a cigarette if the other marine lights up. Being neither recon nor leadership, he seems content to leave the watching and the decision making to others.

'Or we're all dead.' Just what you want to hear at the start of a mission. Sure, when you're one of the Wolves, you understand most of your missions run the risk of death, but this is a bit more special than most, isn't it? Charlie is still a bit damp from the Zodiac and sits with her back to the car they're tucked up against. She's making sure her rifle doesn't have any water up in the works. "We've got a bigger team," she offers in a low voice, "and air support on the way." Two things they lacked previously. Satisfied with the state of her weapon, she loads the scope on and brings it up, sliding it into a space between some broken glass so she can get a good view. "...the pilots won't let us down, Arda."

"Next time we're on leave, you're buying me a carton." Aleksander says after he shakes one cigarette from his pack and places it between his lips, then shakes another out for Gage to take. Once it is taken, he closes the pack and tucks it away under his shoulder before pulling out a lighter, first for himself, then Combat Engineer." He is also waiting for the 'go' order but until it comes, the Tauron remains relaxed. He already painted most of his face black, out of habit during night operations with the Foreign Legion.

Abigail has been strangely silent, since she boarded the raptor, moving through her routine from her usual place near the pilot. A nod or a shake of the head has had to suffice, if anyone has needed to communicate with her, and she's no more talkative now, than she was on the way down. She simply crouches, using the darkness as cover, such as the shadows in the parking lot provide. But there's no mistaking the look that washes over her face now and again. It's haunted, as though she were remembering something else, someone else, despite the fact that she's never been to this place before. Or at least...not this Walker.

Gray rolls his eyes slightly at Mercer's comments. Not at the content...he's on the same page now that he's back with the Marines. "Thanks for the morale boost..." With that, he lights up his own cigarette. Boy, the waiting for the shooting to start sucks sometimes...

Mercer checks his watch, then his lips press together. "Time to roll." They're in the trees on the west edge of the map. There are two Centurions on guard near the double doors on the west side of the building. They know from observation that there's a roving patrol of four more Centurions, but it's not in sight at the moment. "Wagner, Arda, I want you two to sneak through those cars north of the tennis courts, get yourselves in a position to take out the exterior guards on my signal. "Rest of us are going to swing around and approach from the south. "Walker, Tomak, you two are going to trail behind and set up some things outside to go boom on likely approaches, assuming the Toasters send in reinforcements. Once the recon ladies take out those guards, the rest of us will breach. Davion first. Everyone got it?"

"Roger that, Gunny," Lyn notes to Mercer, nodding to Charlie before she sets off to sneak sneak sneak through the parking lot near the tennis courts. She keeps low, moves carefully, and keeps her senses on high alert for any sounds or movements.

Gage smirks briefly, before accepting the offered cigarette from Aleksander. "We come out of tonight alive, I'll buy you two, man," he counter-offers, as he leans in to light his cigarette, inhaling sharply and giving a nod of presumably thanks. Habit, perhaps, means he holds his cigarette between finger and thumb, his palm largely shielding the glow of the cigarette. "Just hope it's somewhere with a beach." As Mercer begins to talk, he straightens. "Roger that, Gunny," he replies, taking a last drag of his cigarette and stamping it out underfoot.

Abigail nods, finally finding her voice, "Yes, sir." She moves from where she was crouched over towards Gage, hands already finding the various bits and sundry she'll need to start laying charges to cover the perimeter and set a surprise for the enemy that's sure to show. She waits until Gage has finished smoking, before she speaks again, "What's you got, Tomak?" He's the expert in urban destruction.

That's a no to the full sniping setup, then. Charlie leaves her rifle in a more standard 'carbine,' but with the scope attached at least. "Copy that," she affirms to Gunny when the orders are issued out. There's a glance past some of the others to Evan as she grabs up her kit. There's a nod for Arda. "I'll follow your lead." She shoulders the weapon, waiting for the other recon lady to start the way to the courts.

<FS3> Lyn rolls Stealth: Good Success (8 8 6 5 5 4 2 2 1)
<FS3> Charlie rolls Stealth: Great Success (8 8 7 6 6 5 3 3 3 2 1)
<FS3> Gage rolls Stealth: Success (8 6 5 4 4 4 4 4 2)
<FS3> Charlie rolls Firearms: Good Success (8 7 6 5 5 4 3 3 3 3 1)
<FS3> Abigail rolls Stealth: Success (8 6 5 4 3 1 1)
<FS3> Lyn rolls Firearms: Good Success (7 6 6 4 2 2 1 1)
<FS3> Aleksander rolls Stealth: Good Success (8 7 7 7 4 4 1 1 1 1)

When the plan is announced by Mercer, Aleksander lapses to silence, puffing at his cigarette, and once tactics briefing is finished, he give a single nod, "Understood, Gunny." Killing the rest of his cigarette, the Tauron lets it fall to the ground before he stamps it out. Then he's moving out with the rest of the main squad, looping around towards the south entrance of the school. His weapon is held up in the ready position as they proceed, just in case they run into the Centurion patrol.

<FS3> Gray rolls Stealth: Good Success (8 8 7 6 4 2)
<FS3> Evan rolls Stealth: Success (8 5 4 3 3 2 2 1 1 1)
Everyone gets into position without tripping over a trashcan or something and tipping off the Cylons. Then Mercer gives the signal. Charlie and Lyn quickly and expertly take down the two Cylons by the door. Then Mercer is saying, "Go go go," and everyone's moving toward the gym. Aleksander, per the orders, is first to breach, with Baye (NPC) right behind him. Mercer pulls open the door for them. As they duck inside, they see an entire gym full of raggedy, frightened humans - mostly young adults. On the outskirts are two worker-Cylons with some kind of tazer stick in their hand, and a third Centurion near the door who wheels on them.

Once the door is opened, Aleksander rushes through the doorway without hesitation, full confidence in himself and also those that will be following behind him. As he enters the gynasium, he sees the crowd of prisoners but immediately ignores them, his eyes searching for the threats. Two workerbots are noted but ex-Legionnaire's attention swings immediately to the fully armed Centurion. His rifle is aimed at the main threat and his finger presses down on the trigger, sending a trio of rounds at his target. His feet are still moving as not to clutter up the doorway, running as he shoots.

Abigail, for a long moment, watches the rest of the team move ahead, eyes only, moving to catch sight of the recon marines taking down the two guards. And then she's moving to pay what ordinance she can, moving with gage to maximize their effort and keep things moving as quickly as they can. Since there's no telling when the roving cylons will be returning. "Walker said, he thought it might be about two hundred people total, we're going to need to leave a pretty wide path for them if we want them to get out without tripping this stuff."

Lyn moves forward and stands with her back to the wall the door is on, feeling herself start to go into battle mode, which is strangely calm for her. She waits for the breach, and for the signal to move in.

Gage grunts for a moment in consideration as he crouches down to regard the contents of his pack, before glancing up at Walker. "Some tripwires, claymores? I'd go for a handy building to drop on their heads, but that'd require timing, and we won't be there to enjoy it. So I guess it's back to basics." With a wry grin that might suggest he's not really opposed to such a thing, he falls into step with Walker behind the squad, keeping an eye open for good choke points to pause at and set up some welcoming presents for the cylons. He can hear the distant rattle of firearms, but he has a job to do. "It's easy," he murmurs to Walker. Focus on the middle of the street, leave the sides free. You ever seen a cylon sidle up the edge of a road? Frak no, those mothers are alpha as frak, they walk right in the middle."

Unlike the asteroid, this is where Charlie operates well. Moving quietly and taking out targets without being noticed. She moves well with Lyn and the guards are taken out without much issue. Or noise, in the end, save the sounds of their rifles going off. It works as much as anything as a signal for the rest of the team. Then it's time to circle around so they can join up with the others so they can focus on getting the prisoners to a safe extract point... hopefully. She casts glances to the skies, now and again, in the hopes of seeing vipers and Raptors above.

Gray stubs out his cigarette, pinching it off so as not to leave ashes or a butt on the ground before falling in with Mercer. The plan has gotten a simple nod of acknowledgment, and he's on Mercer as he moves to the gym door, holding position as Aleksander and Baye breach first.

Lyn passes.
Worker2 passes.
Worker1 passes.
Gray passes.
Gage passes.
Guard1 fires full-auto!
Guard1 attacks Baye with Lmg+Tripod. Stopped by ARMOR on Chest.
Guard1 attacks Baye with Lmg+Tripod and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Guard1 attacks Baye with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!
Guard1 attacks Aleksander with Lmg+Tripod but Aleksander EVADES!
Guard1 attacks Aleksander with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!
Guard1 attacks Aleksander with Lmg+Tripod but Aleksander EVADES!
Abigail passes.
Aleksander fires a burst!
Aleksander attacks Guard1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Aleksander attacks Guard1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Leg. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Aleksander attacks Guard1 with Rifle+Ap but Guard1 EVADES!
Martinez passes.
Baye fires a burst!
Baye attacks Guard1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Baye attacks Guard1 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!
Baye attacks Guard1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Guard1 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Aleksander, Baye)

Abigail nods, going as old school as their supplies allow. Manual detonators, claymores, standard bombs. She's worked with gage enough that she's started to pick up on some of his cues, and she's getting better at handing him the things he might need, if she can get to them from her pack faster, before he has to either ask for it or root for it. "Might like to see if we can set up some sort of screen, so that we can keep them at bay if we need to get them back into the forest." Which is where the marines came from, so...possible.

The lone armed guard goes down easily under Baye and Aleksander's twin bursts, its return fire mostly raking harmlessly across the doorway. People start screaming, backing away. One of the Cylon guards retreats out a rear door - which they can guess leads further into the rest of the school. The other starts coming around before being gang-piled by several human prisoners who now see their opportunity. One of them gets a hold of the tazer prod and starts bashing the robot repeatedly over the head with it until the thing's head sparks and goes limp. "Anderson, Calhoun, secure that door!" Mercer yells, pointing to the door that the Cylon left through. "Colonial Marines! Everyone stay calm!" He starts shouting orders to the panicked civilians.

"On it!" Gray shouts, the point of being stealthy now gone, and he rushes across to the door in question, doing a quick sweep of the hall in question for any hostile entities before taking up a partly-concealed position to keep an eye on the hall. As much as he'd love to play 'Chase the toaster', he sticks to the letter of his orders and keeps his gun pointed down the hall, safety off but finger also /not/ on the trigger.

It's the age-old balance between speed (necessary when under fire) and cautiousness (necessary when dealing with explosives), but Gage works with aplomb, not even breaking out his gum yet as he works with Abigail to set the charges to their satisfaction. At Abigail's suggestion, he grunts. "Depending how much time we got," he tilts his head, listening: the gunfire has stopped; he takes that as a good sign.

Lyn moves inside, skirting around the edge of the gym to try and keep clean sightlines to the door the guard vanished through, so as not to injure the prisoners.

Moving and firing seemed to be the correct tactic as the bullets from the Centurion slams into the wall a step behind Aleksander. His own shots lack the usual precision since he is on the move while firing but two bullets still manage to find their marks, cracking the armored plating at the Cylon's midsection and right leg. His breaching partner was the one that finished the canner, the other Marine's bullets managing to punch through. "Centurion down! Two melee class Cylons..." His words trail off when one goes down and is being beaten down into scrap, then when he searches for the second one, getting ready to chase, it has already fled. With civilians in the area, Aleksander flicks the safety on his rifle to be sure there is no accidental discharge.

Without explicit orders on how to proceed, Charlie doesn't move fully into the gym. She remains just outside of it, rifle to shoulder. There's an ear for the gym and the orders being given, but the woman is settling into a position of overwatch for the moment.

<FS3> Abigail rolls Demolitions: Great Success (7 7 7 7 6 5 5 5 4 2 2)
<FS3> Gage rolls Demolitions: Great Success (8 7 7 7 7 6 3 3 2 2)

Abigail nods, as she works, making no argument. They lay their explosives and set the charges, and it's all like playing at dominos, in the best possible way. Setting it up just so, until it needs only the slightest bit of effort to get the ball rolling. "It's sort of nice, being out here, letting them do all of the work." Of course, this is likely when she ends up jinxing them. "Not sure how I feel about going in there."

Leaving Martinez and Baye to move through the crowd and calm them and organize them, Mercer comes back to the gym entrance door. "How's it going out there?" he calls to Abigail and Gage. He nods approvingly seeing Charlie on overwatch.

While he's doing that, Gray and Evan see two more Centurions approaching from down the hallway, accompanied by their tazer-wielding Cylon buddy.

Another expressive grunt from Gage, and a noise like a snort of amusement. "Face it, Walker. You just like playing with explosives more than cylons. Aint gotta feel bad about that; you should own it, girl." He is, anyway, looking satisfied as he rises from his crouch setting the next set of demolitions. "Gonna be packed in like fish," he agrees, glancing over his shoulder. He leaves the update to Mercer to Abigail, taking the time to inspect his work. "Looks about ready to me, what do you think, Walker?"

"We've got company!" Gray shouts back at Gunny and the others. "Two Centurions plus Mr. Taser!" With that, he does his best to line up a shot and fires at one of the two Centurions. After all, Mr. Taser will 'only' shock him, not put a bullet in him. That makes him a /slightly/ less immediate concern.

"Reinforcements." Evan confirms Gray's words as he jogs to the hallway where the Centurions are approaching from in order to present himself as a pseudo wall between it and the civilians in the Gym, rifle coming up to the ready.

At the announcements of more Cylons incoming, Aleksander heads towards the rear door but doesn't move up to it, giving the Marines already there space to fight. He does turn to any of the civilians that may be close to that rear door and calls out in a loud voice, "Move away from the door!" Making sure to herd them further away in case the fighting spills into the gymnasium again. When the Tauron sees the civies move away, he turns and has his rifle up again, ready to fire off his own shots if the Centurion actually pushes towards the door or replace one of the Marines if they get hit.

"I do like playing with explosives more than cylons. Always have. I'm never going to lie about that." She stands, finishing with the last of her surprises, dusting her hands off on her hips, "It's not the cylons. It's them." She glances at Gage, his face covered with camo paint, her hair pulled back, hidden under her helmet, all of it doing more than a little to hide her slightly more feminine features. "They know this face." Because it's his face. Addison's. "And I don't know if I'm ready to deal with that." She shakes her head, a hand waving the thought away, as she turns, "Let's see if we can't find some cover. That patrol is bound to be on the way."

Lyn hears the alert from Gray and she moves to the door to the hallway, dropping to one knee to take aim at the head of one of the approaching Cylons.

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"I do like playing with explosives more than cylons. Always have. I'm never going to lie about that." She stands, finishing with the last of her surprises, dusting her hands off on her hips, "It's not the cylons. It's them." She glances at Gage, her face covered with camo paint, her hair pulled back, hidden under her helmet, all of it doing more than a little to hide her slightly more feminine features. "They know this face." Because it's his face. Addison's. "And I don't know if I'm ready to deal with that." She shakes her head, a hand waving the thought away, as she turns, "Let's see if we can't find some cover. That patrol is bound to be on the way."

Aleksander passes.
Worker2 passes.
Evan fires a burst!
Evan attacks Guard2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.
Evan attacks Guard2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Right Leg.
Evan attacks Guard2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Charlie passes.
Abigail passes.
Guard2 fires a burst!
Guard2 attacks Evan with Rifle+Ap but Evan EVADES EASILY!
Guard2 attacks Evan with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!
Guard2 attacks Evan with Rifle+Ap but Evan EVADES!
Gage passes.
Guard3 suppresses Gray with Lmg+Tripod and succeeds.
Guard3 tries to suppress Evan with Lmg+Tripod but FAILS.
Guard3 tries to suppress Lyn with Lmg+Tripod but FAILS.
Martinez passes.
Lyn attacks Guard2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Head.
Gray fires a burst!
Gray attacks Guard3 with Rifle+Ap but Guard3 EVADES!
Gray attacks Guard3 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!
Gray attacks Guard3 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Lyn squeezes the trigger and the head of the Cylon she was targeting snaps awkwardly back, it's visor shattered, but yet it's still up and moving. She grunts at that. She knows how to pick em.

After the one Centurion lays down some covering fire, the tazer Cylon dashes down the hall, dodging behind pillars and water fountains and such. He'll be on them next round if not stopped. The Cylons no longer rake the door with bullets, but do more careful shots.

Outside, Charlie is the first to notice a vehicle approaching from the north down that road that runs between the forest and the parking lot. Can't tell much about it right now, but it's probably not friendly.

While the EOD team does their thing, Charlie remains in place. The others have the gym figured out; she'd do little but get in the way if she joined the fray. Closed quarters can be messy. She just stays put and continues her slow sweep of the general region of the 'outside' of the makeshift prison. Then the vehicle comes into view and she frowns. The mic is clicked to open the channel. "Gunny," she starts, between rounds of fire. "We've got company."

Gage's brows go upwards at Abigail's words. After a moment, he lifts and drops his shoulder in a vague shrug. "Fair to middling chance we all look the same to them, same as they all look the same to us. You'll feel better after we frak a few of 'em up." Gage, always looking on the bright side of things, falls back with Abigail to find some cover. He grunts in response to the approaching car, shoving some gum into his mouth, watching for its approach to see if it'll pass into some of their traps.

Abigail shakes her head, "I meant the people, Tomak, the ones who knew Addison, not the cylons. I don't care about those frakkers." Abigail hits her mic, "Copy that, Wagner, Tomak and I are moving into position to hit the truck if we need to." And she does just that, taking the switches she claimed with her and heading to a good covering position.

As Mr. Taser rushes forward (faster than Gray was anticipating, truth be told) he decides that he's more of a threat. "Third one is moving fast!" he shouts, re-aiming his shots. Yes, he wants to take the clanking annoyances out first, but that worker is now a Problem.

"Copy that," Mercer says. He keys his radio, calling in to see if they have any fire support on the way to deal with the truck.

<FS3> Abigail rolls Alertness: Good Success (8 8 7 6 4 3 2 1)
<FS3> Gage rolls Alertness: Good Success (7 7 6 5 4 3 2)
Lyn fires a burst!
Lyn attacks Worker2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Right Arm.
Lyn attacks Worker2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.
Lyn attacks Worker2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Right Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Gage passes.
Abigail passes.
Aleksander passes.
Evan fires a burst!
Evan attacks Guard2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Evan attacks Guard2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Evan attacks Guard2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Charlie passes.
Guard3 attacks Evan with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!
Gray fires a burst!
Gray attacks Worker2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.
Gray attacks Worker2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.
Gray attacks Worker2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.
Martinez passes.
Worker2 passes.
Guard2 attacks Lyn with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!
Guard2 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Evan)
Worker2 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Lyn, Gray)
The tazer-wielding Cylon is cut down rather spectacularly, despite his evasive maneuvers, his arm shot clean off and chest splintered into a husk of exposed circuitry. Thud. The damaged Centurion is also brought down as well. That only leaves one at the rear entrance.

Lyn switches to burst fire on the rifle and lands three solid shots into the tazer wielding worker's arm and chest. With Gray's shots adding to the damage the thing is reduced to a pile of scrap metal. She turns her attention to the remaining guard Cylon.

Gray emit Gray also adjusts his fire as the worker is now in need of a /lot/ of work to ever even /hope/ to be functional. "Two down..." And there's another burst headed for the remaining functional Centurion.

<FS3> Charlie rolls Alertness: Good Success (7 7 6 5 5 4 3 2 2 1)

Still standing by near the rear doors where the other Marines are fighting, Aleksander hears the update from Charlie that there may be hostile forces inbound from the northern road. So the Tauron heads to the northern exit of the gym and sees that the doors have been padlocked shut. He begins working at it, attempting to break the padlock so he can open the door and get ready to engage the hostiles that may be coming from the north side if necessary.

Out front, the truck continues to advance. But even though they're being wary of the truck, Gage and Abigail see the roving patrol - four Centurions - approaching from the northeast across that big parking lot near where that left part of the "V" looking part of the building is. Judging from the way they're walking, it doesn't seem as though they've noticed the colonials - yet.

Maybe Gage was going to reply to Abigail, maybe not... but there's more important things to focus on right now. He finds a spot -- not the best -- within the tennis courts where he can see Abigail and back the way they came relatively clearly, mostly concealed in the shadow of the building. "Well, frak," he mutters, touching his mic. "Contact, northeast, eyes on four. Wagner, you seeing these?" He brings his rifle up, sighting and waiting to see whether they'll hit the demo charges first or...

Charlie passes.
Lyn fires a burst!
Lyn attacks Guard3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Lyn attacks Guard3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Abdomen.
Lyn attacks Guard3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Abigail passes.
Evan fires a burst!
Evan attacks Guard3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Evan attacks Guard3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.
Evan attacks Guard3 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!
Guard3 fires full-auto!
Guard3 attacks Evan with Lmg+Tripod but Evan EVADES!
Guard3 attacks Gray with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!
Guard3 attacks Lyn with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!
Aleksander passes.
Martinez passes.
Gray fires a burst!
Gray attacks Guard3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.
Gray attacks Guard3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Right Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Gray attacks Guard3 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!
Gage passes.
Guard3 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Lyn, Evan, Gray)

Evan counts the holes that aren't in him, blowing out a sigh of relief as the bullets miss all around him. A trio of blasts rip out of his rifle into the Cylon and it drops, twitching. Were he one of those arrogant pilots, totally would take credit for yet another kill. But, this is just another day in the Gods Damned office. "Clear." He calls out, casting a glance between Lyn and Gray, offering both a nod of assurance.

Lyn triggers another burst at the remaining Cylon, even as its own burst of full auto fire pings all around her, never hitting. If the Cylon had guts, they'd be spilling as her shots chop through the thing's abdomen along side the shots of her fellow marines. She returns Evan's nod.

"I see them," Charlie answers, moving slowly nearer the tennis courts. Not too near; she only got a vague idea of where those charges were laid. Close enough to get behind some cover and try to get a better look. "You two head towards the gym. Try to get behind some cover." She's bringing her rifle up to her shoulder to get a better look through the scope.

Gray also shoots at the toaster in question, and smiles sightly as it goes down in pieces, returning the others' nods. "Clear", he confirms. With that, he resumes his position in the door in case more company is coming...surprises are one of those things he /really/ doesn't like, and he's got a feeling that the others will have a similar opinion.

As the rear team clears their door and the outdoor team braces themselves, the lead Cylon hits the explosives. But almost at that same instant, Aleksander breaks through the north door and comes almost face to face with the fourth Centurion trailing at the rear of the group.

"We'll move when we can, Wagner, we need line of sight for most of these. Didn't want to risk blowing up the civilians."

"Negative," Gage replies to Charlie on the heels of Abigail. One gets the distinct impression the Tauron's grinning as he says, "Plus, I like to watch my handiwork go off."

With one more hammering blow from the stock of his rifle, Aleksander breaks the padlock and watches as it and the chains securing the door falls to the ground with a metallic clang. Now the door is no longer secured and he kicks it open, moving out to assist. Only the patrol was much closer than he had anticipated as he stares right at one of the Centurions, "Oh frak!" He can't help but curse as he immediately levels his own rifle and triggers off a burst. Almost like one of the old western showdowns to see who has the faster draw, except both are wielding much heavier weapons.

Aleksander fires a burst!
Aleksander attacks Guard7 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.
Aleksander attacks Guard7 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Aleksander attacks Guard7 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Charlie passes.
Abigail uses Mine. EXPLOSION!
Abigail attacks Guard4 with Mine and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.
Abigail attacks Guard4 with Shrapnel and HITS! Graze wound to Right Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Abigail attacks Guard4 with Shrapnel. Stopped by ARMOR on Abdomen.
Abigail attacks Guard4 with Shrapnel. Stopped by ARMOR on Right Leg.
Abigail attacks Guard5 with Mine and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Abigail attacks Guard5 with Shrapnel. Stopped by ARMOR on Abdomen.
Abigail attacks Guard6 with Mine and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.
Abigail attacks Guard6 with Shrapnel. Stopped by ARMOR on Right Arm.
Abigail attacks Guard6 with Shrapnel. Stopped by ARMOR on Chest.
Abigail attacks Guard6 with Shrapnel and HITS! Graze wound to Left Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Gage uses Mine. EXPLOSION!
Gage attacks Guard4 with Mine and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Gage attacks Guard4 with Shrapnel and HITS! Graze wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Gage attacks Guard4 with Shrapnel. Stopped by ARMOR on Chest.
Gage attacks Guard4 with Shrapnel. Stopped by ARMOR on Abdomen.
Gage attacks Guard4 with Shrapnel and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Gage attacks Guard5 with Mine and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.
Gage attacks Guard5 with Shrapnel and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Gage attacks Guard6 with Mine and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Head.
Gage attacks Guard6 with Shrapnel. Stopped by ARMOR on Chest.
Gage attacks Guard6 with Shrapnel. Stopped by ARMOR on Abdomen.
Guard7 fires a burst!
Guard7 attacks Aleksander with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!
Guard7 attacks Aleksander with Lmg+Tripod and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Arm.
Guard7 attacks Aleksander with Lmg+Tripod but Aleksander EVADES!
Martinez passes.
Guard6 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Abigail, Gage)
Guard7 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Aleksander)

Damn these cylons, as they walk through the mines, too many of them, seemingly hardly touched at all. Unacceptable. Abigail Walker remains where she is, making no move to find a safer position for the moment. Instead, she lifts her weapon and prepares to finish off the cylons still standing. or help, at the very least.

It's an impressive kaboom as the explosives go off, taking down one of the Centurions and heavily damaging two of the others. The one near Aleksander is almost as surprised as he is, getting a wild shot off as it's riddled with bullets.

The truck continues to get closer - until it suddenly explodes in a fireball of its own. An instant later, a Raptor streaks overhead bearing Picon Navy colors. Mercer's air support arrived.

Lyn sticks to the hallway door, despite the big boom outside, making sure they don't send more Cylons down towards the gym from inside. "That sounded like it hurt," she mutters to Gray and Evan.

Abigail's voice comes over mic, slightly sharp, "I hope that wasn't a friendly. We could have used that truck. Interior team, Gunny, Picon air support is above us."

There's both a grunt of satisfaction, as well as a pop of gum from Gage as the explosions go off. After the dust and shrapnel settle enough to see a moving, shiny body, the combat engineer aims his rifle, letting out a burst of fire. "Nice to see the cavalry showed up on time," he mutters.

Of course it's Aleksander bursting out into the thick of things. Why is Charlie not surprised? She's going to file a request that he get some remedial recon training at this point. Something. He may no be recon, but damn. Any rifleman ought to know better. She shakes her head, blinking away the last of the flash of the explosives as she tightens the rifle to her shoulder and prepares to fire at the incoming. "Get the prisoners ready," she follows up from Abigail's words. "Hopefully we'll have this cleaned up soon."

This time, Aleksander was quicker on the draw and he wins the showdown at the Lehigh Corral as he triggers the burst from his rifle quicker than the Centurion that he came face to face with. The rounds are all center mass, the first one cracking the armored chest plate while the two following punches right into the chest cavity. The Tauron in return takes a round that cuts into his left arm, just a slash of irritating pain right now with adrenaline flowing. Before he can admire his work, the concussion of the mines slams into him. Luckily, he has not stepped outside and the door shields him from shrapnel, the force does cause him to stumble backwards and almost fall. Bracing himself, Aleksander shakes his head a bit and proceeds back to the doorway, taking aim at one of the standing toasters, muttering about a little warning next time but that isn't said over comms.

"My sympathies to them..." Gray replies with a wry grin, presuming that the recipients are toasters and not humans. "Hopefully we'll have them down to spare parts here soon."

Charlie fires a burst!
Charlie attacks Guard4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Charlie attacks Guard4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.
Charlie attacks Guard4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Aleksander fires a burst!
Aleksander attacks Guard4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Aleksander attacks Guard4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Arm.
Aleksander attacks Guard4 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!
Abigail tries to suppress Guard4 with Smg+Ap but FAILS.
Abigail suppresses Guard5 with Smg+Ap and succeeds.
Guard4 fires a burst!
Guard4 attacks Aleksander with Lmg+Tripod but Aleksander EVADES!
Guard4 attacks Aleksander with Lmg+Tripod but Aleksander EVADES EASILY!
Guard4 attacks Aleksander with Lmg+Tripod but Aleksander EVADES!
Martinez passes.
Gage fires a burst!
Gage attacks Guard5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Head. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Gage attacks Guard5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Head.
Gage attacks Guard5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Right Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Guard5 fires full-auto!
Guard5 attacks Charlie with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!
Guard5 attacks Abigail with Lmg+Tripod but Abigail EVADES EASILY!
Guard5 attacks Gage with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!
Guard4 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Charlie, Aleksander)

Abigail doesn't have much in the way of cover, but she can close her eyes and pretend to be a turtle! Okay, so she doesn't close her eyes, but she does manage to scrunch down enough that the bullets sprayed in her direction seem to avoid her. And one of the cylons goes down, so that's a bonus. Only one more to go...for now. "Anyone seeing any other cylons? Or just the one out here?"

Hearing fire at the north door, Mercer scowls in that direction. "Arda, Anderson - go reinforce that side. Baye - keep watching that back door. Transports are inbound, they're gonna land up on the fields to the north. I want us to be ready to move these people as soon as they land."

There's more gunfire from the east side of the building as the other team runs into some resistance, but it's pretty far away.

"Copy, Gunny," Lyn says, then she heads over to the north door to help reinforce.

Once again, Aleksander's shots impact the Centurion right before it shoots back at him, and this time Charlie's rounds come even earlier which makes dodging the incoming shots that much easier. The peppering of bullets downs the toaster and the Tauron is already changing his aim to the last Cylon standing. He is focused on terminating the canners with extreme prejudice.

Nothing to hide behind, but apparently the darkness counts for something, since most of the spray of bullets pepper the ground around Gage harmlessly. He might've been holding his breath a bit. "C'mon, you tincan," he mutters, aiming for another burst.

Evan's taking the momentary respite that he has from watching doors to checking on the nearest civilians. "Alright, let's get the children and elderly in the center, yeah? Let's surround them and make sure we're protecting them." He motions while doing it, helping to try to get some semblance of organization in place for the extraction.

Aleksander fires a burst!
Aleksander attacks Guard5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Aleksander attacks Guard5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Aleksander attacks Guard5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Charlie fires a burst!
Charlie attacks Guard5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Charlie attacks Guard5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Head.
Charlie attacks Guard5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.
Martinez passes.
Gage fires a burst!
Gage attacks Guard5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Gage attacks Guard5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Left Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)
Gage attacks Guard5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.
Guard5 fires full-auto!
Guard5 attacks Charlie with Lmg+Tripod but Charlie EVADES EASILY!
Guard5 attacks Abigail with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!
Guard5 attacks Gage with Lmg+Tripod but Gage EVADES EASILY!
Guard5 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Aleksander, Charlie, Gage)

"Davion, they teach you how to look before you charge on Tauron?" Charlie at least turns on the Cylon aiming the man's way before it can fully give him lead to the face. As it were, at least. There's still another firing at them, but she's backing towards the gym as she continues letting off bursts of ammunition towards it. Sniper rifle or not, the woman is accurate and one of those rounds goes through the cylon's eye. Red no more. As she gets to the gym's doors, she puts her back to them; rifle point up in the air. "We got our air support. How's round up coming along?"

Lyn looks out the door and sees the remains of the Cylons that had been approaching. "All clear?" she asks Charlie, lowering her rifle.

As soon as Abigail sees the last of the immediate threat goes down, she's back on her feet, "Want to reload the mines? I'm damned low, but we might need to get these people moving, half of them look like they're about ready to drop, or run wild." That to Gage as she moves to rejoin Charlie, and eventually the rest of the squad, "I've got the comms." And Abigail, doing the job that should not be her job, damnit, but Fate doesn't give a frak about that, gets on the comms to coordinate the location for the raptor extractions.

Gray moves quickly to the north door almost without comment: He's got a clear order and it's easy enough to comply with. As he gets to the door he takes up a similar stance, scanning his 5s and 25s for any potential threats.

Gage's fire sprays across the chest of the centurion, and he pops his gum, seemingly satisfied. He lingers in the shadow of the building, keeping an eye out for any more incoming as he lowers his rifle. "Your call, Walker. I've only got the one left."

Lyn looks to Abigail. "Able, that gym is bound to have mats in it for wrestling and such. We might be able to use them like stretchers to have two people carry a third who can't move very fast. Otherwise we'll only move as fast as the slowest prisoners."

Mercer starts coordinating the civilians, his drill instructor days being put to good use as he commands authority with a solid bellow. Hearing Gage and Abigail talking, he points. "Could be more incoming from the base to the north. How about you two set something up by the pyramid field up there, on the road. Rest of you, let's work on getting these people ready to move. Good idea Arda."

Hearing Charlie's words over comms, Aleksander can't help but smirk in amusement after the last toaster is dropped. With the hostiles cleared for the time being, he ejects the clip and tucks it away before jamming a new one back in place as he answers the recon sniper, "Only update I heard was four toasters coming in from the northeast, I don't have x-ray vision." Yet. His answer isn't to pick a fight, just disengaging from the words directed at him rather easily. After reloading, he pulls the pack of smokes from his shoulder pocket, might as well take a smoke break while they wait for evac.

Abigail grins, in Gage's direction, as she hears Mercer's comment, "Guess that answers that question. Let's drop 'em until we're empty." And with that, she takes off at a job, heading towards the area Mercer selected, to see about setting out the last of their housewarming presents.

"Roger that, Gunny." Gage shifts the weight of his pack on his back, then waits for Walker to join him, ready to find a safe path north and a good position to set up for any more incoming.

Lyn moves to smack the butt of her rifle against the lock for the gym's equipment storage room. She begins dragging out the thinner mats, and instructing the prisoners to carry the injured of their number in them. Keeps the soldier's hands free for using their weapons.

"All clear as far as I can tell," Charlie answers Lyn. The woman says put by the door, however. "I'll keep watch here, help guide people out." She switches on the safety, for now, but keeps her rifle on its sling and close at hand. There is a glance, briefly, past peoples' heads as they work and move in -- hopefully relative -- order to the extract for Evan... but then it's back to business. Keeping the prisoners organized and an eye for the various points that more cylons could come down upon them.

Evan's efforts to help continue, checking here and there and finding the most injured or enfeebled; those that will need assistance in the withdrawl. "Alright, you two, can you help her walk? Excellent, let's do that then." He moves to the next small group trying to assess what they will need.

"Gunny, permission to cover Walker and Tomak while they play with fire?" Aleksander chimes the question to Mercer after he lights up his cigarette and takes the buff. Sounds like he is trying to find a legitimate reason to shrug the babysitting duty on the civilians since he is already out of the northern door, having engaged the Centurion patrol.

Mercer nods to Aleksander, motioning him to go ahead with the boom brigade. The marines try to balance evacuation preparation with guarding the prisoners, a task made easier when the second half of the strike team - having cleared out the rest of the building - join them in the gym. Soon enough the transports are reporting a five minute ETA, and it's time to start herding the prisoners closer to the ball fields for loading. Not all at once, of course, because that would be tempting fate. But in medium-sized groups, fitting for the large shuttles that are inbound.

Lyn moves with the first group, blazing the trail to the ball field as Recon is want to. She roams ahead a few yards to make sure there aren't traps or ambushes awaiting them.

Gage slows down a little to let Aleksander catch up to him and Walker. "So, Davion, how is it you always end up on babysitting duty, anyways? You must have a motherly expression or something," Gage, busting Aleksander's balls as they're moving to find somewhere to lay charges.

"Penance for his sins," is Abigail's answer, as she passes Gage and Davion, heading off to find a good pot to drop the last of her load, as it were, trying to do the most with a lot less to work with. And once again, she's happy to leave the civilians to the rest of the squad. She still has that odd look on her face, though she seems to have gotten it mostly under control.

The fun part about juggling prisoners (not literally) is that Charlie can find herself, ultimately, walking alongside Evan with one of the groups being led out to the field. She gives a critical eye over the Scorpian before grinning and leaning in to bump her shoulder to his. "Well, I'd say for a mission that could have ended in death..." There's a look up to the skies above. "We both came out better than expected." As in neither of them took even a glancing hit.

Narrowing his eyes at Gage, Aleksander doesn't answer immediately as he is enjoying the cigarette between his lips, taking a longer puff for the combat engineer to see. After a slow and smooth exhale of smoke, he finally speaks up, "Easier babysitting you two than the gaggle of scaried civies back there." At least it feels like this is the much easier task than what is going on back at the gym, herding the freed prisoners into groups to be evacuated. "And you're not getting another smoke until /after/ we lift off." Retaliation for the ball busting! As for the sins that Abigail speaks of, Aleksander can only shake his head, "Walker, one lifetime of penance is nowhere close enough to balance the scales." There is no further comments about where that comment came from and it doesn't sound like there will be anymore in the foreseeable future. When the two combat engineers get to work on planting down presents for their Cylon hosts, the Tauron is at least taking his job of overwatch seriously, keeping his eyes peeled for inbound hostiles. "Gonna go up on the bleachers up there for a better vantage point, will call out if I spot anything."

"You know, when there's a perfect Pyramid game going on, you don't talk about it." Evan says towards Charlie, casting a glance at the woman with a quirk of the eyebrow upwards. "It's bad luck afterall; not that I actually believe in luck. All it is, is being prepared." He pauses to lean down, check on a couple of people then straightens. "This is the important work."

"And every time you blunder in like an elephant in a china shop, you make it that much harder, Davion." Abigail has few goodies left, and so it doesn't take her that long to finish up her part of the work, finally coming back to her feet, hands on her hips, "I am played out, Tomak. If you want anything else, I'm going to have to start juryrigging those cylons."

Gage gives Aleksander a bemused look after Abigail's comment. "She know something I don't?" he wonders, before he breaks into a grin at Aleksander's words. "I promise not to shit in my pants, if that helps," he says, he scouts out a likely incoming position, carefully laying his last remaining mine. He doesn't seem that put off by the threat of lack of smokes, or maybe it's just encouragement to continue: "Keep getting assignments like this, gonna have to start calling you Mother."

Gray quietly falls in towards the back of the group as the civilians start moving out. It's lousy work in some ways, but...well, babysitting the civvies for now is a nice breather from getting shot at.

"I think-" Charlie squints up at the skies as the air contingent of the Wolves go screaming off, "this counts as the end of the game." She flashes a grin over towards Evan. "That counts as being able to celebrate, right?" There's a glance back towards the gym, then to the incoming transports. "We got the prisoners. Didn't lose any of our own. I want to take the opportunity to celebrate a rare success all around for us."

"Only when we're back on the ship," Evan laments towards Charlie then glances around to see how the rest of the Marines are doing. "We need to be ready to get a good clear out; clear for the moment who the hell knows if there's more coming right?" He gives Charlie a glance as well, walking past then motioning after a step. "These people need a good hot meal."

Abigail, finally free of her duty, moves to rejoin the rest of the squad, moving to assist the people as best she can, however she can. What little first aid she can render on the move and with limited supplies she does, food and water too, whatever she has to whomever looks most in need, the youngest, the most injured. Not much else to be done, as they begin the extractions.

With everyone more or less safe (it's a relative term these days), Gray rejoins the squad, also offering limited first aid. But yeah...they got a win today, he's going to take it.


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