2237-10-21 - Pinned Down

A new group of insurgents attacks the colonial marines. Surely the others haven't renegged on the peace treaty?

Date: 2237-10-21

Location: Mine Site, Sadah, Sagittaron

Related Scenes: None

Plot: Operation: Watchtower

Scene Number: 1501

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Night time guard duty has numerous drawbacks. Not the least of which being that even if it's night on the planet during your normal 'awake' cycle, the dark skies and other sounds of the night can throw off your circadian rhythms. It also cuts down, severely, on line of sight.

While they're at a mine site, the Colonials aren't guarding a mine entrance tonight. Oh no. They've been specifically posted around a storage shed. It would seem that much like some of the birds on base, there's been a few instances of sabotage on the mining equipment as well. The shed is more like 'small aircraft hangar' in size. The main doors are mostly closed, with just a man-sized crack left open that the team has likely been using whenever someone wants to duck away to catch a few minutes off their feet.

It's the middle of the night now. Hours until dawn and hours past full dark. One dim light hangs inside the shed for illumination, but outside it's just an overcast sky largely obscuring moon and stars.

Assigned back to guard duty, and not just regular guard duty but the night time slot, it seems like they are trying to keep Aleksander out of further trouble. That or it is just pure coincidence that he is where he is. At least the Tauran isn't guarding another mine, something even simpler and in his mind, less likely to get hit so should be an easy session. Davion isn't hanging out inside the shed, he has taken up one area a little bit away from the shed itself, walking quietly and slowly around a general 'perimeter'. As usual, he has a lit cigarette between his lips that he takes drags of.

Abigail seems not to mind the duty overly much. The engineer has been strolling the perimeter of the shed for that last fifteen minutes or so, taking in what scenery there seems to be. Mostly, she's checking and rechecking her gear, which is her usual go to 'busy hands' work as she moves. She does not, however, have her SMG slung over her shoulder. She's not that relaxed that she'd do anything but carry it one handed in a low-ready position, "Tomak, how many did they let you get away with?" Her voice is low, not needing to go far to reach its intended audience.

Darkness makes it difficult enough to see any approaching opposition, and that would be twice as true if Noah let the illumination of that interior light compromise his night vision. For that reason, and in spite of lingering soreness in the chest surrounding his mostly-healed injury from a previous posting, he's leaned up against the outside of the shed, back braced against the wall and eyes focused outward on the landscape. Patches of shadow, intermittently silvered with moonlight: not easy to scan for threats.

It's the first time in a week Gage's been without the outlandish, obvious bandage that's been wrapped around his head since his last time setting foot down on Sadah. So, it's not surprising that he's glad to be out, only a small gauze patch on his temple to indicate any lingering injury. He's got an untouched cigarette tucked behind his ear, grimacing as he answers Abigail, "Only one. Which is frakking absurd, after that last frakked up patrol--" he slows and stops, pointing. From here, they've got a decent view of the roadway leading to the mine. "I'd say, drill a hole into the roof a few feet in, two sticks there to collapse it, and three more at the entrance just to help create rubble." Apparently they're playing a combat engineer's favorite game: how would you blow up this thing?

The medic is on guard the man-sized crack duty. Akeso's been there for a while too, leaning back against the door with one foot up against it, the other out some and anchored to the ground to keep her upright. Her rifle is held across her body, ready should anyone want to crash the shed. Nothing yet though, just bugs attracted to the bar of light flooding out from within. She had been reading by the light for a while, but gave up on that to save her eyes at least an hour ago. The Leonese romance paperback is jammed in her thigh pocket for now, so she's left to stare into the darkness and imagine her own hot plotlines, or something. She's maybe doing that when Alek's crosses her line of sight and lights up. "You're going to get your head shot off doing that, Davion."

Much like Noah, Charlie is still in 'recovery mode' to an extent. She's free of sickbay and after a couple days on light duty, someone apparently decided she could be sent back out in the field. Maybe it was a desperate bid to avoid giving the Corporal paperwork. Paperwork that she always covers in doodles. Margins never to be crisp and white again! The sniper is settled at a corner of the shed in a crouch; back braced to the metal siding. She's checking over her rifle. It's not in a sniper arrangement at the moment, but she's fiddling with something in the stock all the same. Every so often, she looks up to squint at the sky. Maybe willing it to rain.

As his circuit takes him around towards the front of the shed, where the entrance is facing out, Aleksander hears his name and turns his head in Akeso's direction, "Hmm?" Is his response at what she says as it doesn't initially register what she was speaking of. Then it's like a lightbulb goes off on his head, "Oh." With a reluctant sigh, he reaches up and plucks the cigarettes from his lips after one final drag and drops it on the ground, crushing it on the heel of his right boot, "Right, right. Well, I trust my eyes and ears to locate them before they see me smoking. But you have a point, Ma."

"Only if you're certain that they couldn't clear the rubble in the rear of the building to escape. I've seen some amazing feats of strength, when push comes to shove. I'd want to do something to destabilize the ground on that side as well. Too bad they don't let us bring out the trip wires." She pauses, checking herself over, "Well, if we can't do the job with three, we'll just be frakked." Abigail increases her steps by a half, just enough to fall into line with her fellow engineer, "Now that one." She points at a shed which seems to be fuel storage depot, "I'm thinking thermite, with a delayed fuse. Drop down onto the tanks inside, with enough time to clear the blast radius."

The sound Noah makes isn't quite a snort -- more like a silent note of amusement that he catches in his sinuses, listening to the exchange between Alek and Ma. Underneath the unsubstantial eave overhanging the wall that's propping him up, he himself is little more than a long stroke of ink on industrial metal, occasionally picked out by the glint of pale light on buckles, on those rare occasions he moves. It's not stealth. It's conservation of energy, with stealth as a side-effect. Other side-effects: boredom and the temptation to relax. His wide yawn is just a symptom.

"Now, that'd be an efficient explosion," Gage sounds almost, well, pleased, at the thought, as he regards the fuel shed with narrowed eyes. Rubbing a hand against the stubble of his chin, he grunts at the thought of trip wires. "Too many normies around," he says, with a shift of shoulder. "Accidental explosions are probably just as bad for relations as is friendly fire."

"If you can see or hear a sniper in the dark before they put a farthole for your brain in the middle your forehead, you're amazing." Akeso says through a yawn, one she must have caught from Noah. Darn contagious yawns. At least she's more bored than angry, and trying to keep Alek's from getting himself killed too. That's positive. As she watches him put out the butt she switches anchor foot and settles back in again, against the big shed door.

There's the sounds of nocturnal birds in the distance. Insects chirr. If one is inclined to desert climates, the cool night is almost idyllic.

Almost.

Between one moment and the next, the world explodes in sound. The distant repeat of burst weapons fire and the more localized pings off of the metal housing of the building. The fire comes in a broad sweep; some high, some low, but it comes from multiple sides all in a rush.

Aleksander, of course, can't help but make a smart aleck comment in response to what Akeso says the edge of one side of his lips curl upwards slightly in a half, crooked grin, "Well, I have been told that I am pretty am..." It seems like those who were about to strike didn't want the Tauran to finish what he said because before Davion could finish his sentence, there is an abundance of gunfire. One bullet impacts the back of his tactical vest but the angle where it hits, it just cuts his uniform and helps propel the rifleman towards the ground where he quickly goes prone. He is waiting to see if there is a lull in the gunfire and trying to spot where the hostile fire is coming from.

The sniper of the group is also conserving energy. She's working on her rifle, yes, but the reclining pose is one meant more for lounging, perhaps. Or close to it. Charlie isn't fully 'down' on the ground, so she could pop up quickly. If she wanted. When a series of shells hit the shed above her head, she drops quickly and fumbles her monocular out of her pocket. It's no set of NVGs, but she might be able to find traces of muzzle flash in the distance. The Piconese woman's heart beats in her ears -- almost as loud as the gunfire -- but she doesn't call out just yet. With it coming from three sides, it's difficult to ascertain much of anything.

Abigail, having fallen silent so that Gage can take his turn, is actually just about to turn the corner of the side of the shed that they're walking along, when the sound of gunfire rings out on all sides of the shed...except the side she and Tomak are walking on. That, though, is not the first thing that registers. The first thing that registers is that Tomak is about to step around the corner, and Abigail reacts more instinctively than anything else, reaching out to hook a hand in one of the straps of the Tauran's vest and drag him back into her, which, given how much larger than she he is, will end poorly for her, but at least he's heading towards the ground, if she plays her cards right and not into the line of fire.

It's the 'high' aspect of the 'which direction is fire coming from' equation that worries Noah most. Dropping prone loses substantial value as a defensive position if it means you're giving the opposition a nice, clear silhouette of your entire body against the backdrop of the ground.

The better option, though not by much -- being surrounded is a long way from ideal -- is to get inside, and given he's close to the door, that's exactly what he's going to do. Of course, the medic is at the door, but Noah has six feet and four inches of armored muscle to accomplish his objective with, and if Ma isn't inside already by the time he gets there chances are good he's going to make that happen in short order.

Gage definitely isn't a fan of the desert climate, but at least nights in Sadah are bearable. The second the sound of fire rushes over them, the Tauron habitually makes to drop down into the dirt. Which is awkward, because Abigail's snagged a hold of his vest, and he's dropping forward, grunting at her in a way that might indicate displeasure at her attempted intervention. That doesn't last long though; he's settling in the dirt and scanning the darkness and looking for muzzle flashes to tell him where the the hostiles are. The bullets seem to be coming from the other side, thankfully. "Anyone got a twenty on those assholes?"

Aleksander rolls Alertness: Great Success (8 7 7 6 6 5 5 2)

Gage rolls Alertness: Good Success (8 8 6 6 4 3 1)

Noah rolls Alertness: Great Success (7 7 7 7 6 3 1 1 1)

Charlie rolls Alertness: Success (7 7 5 5 4 4 4 2 1 1)

Abigail rolls Alertness: Success (6 6 5 5 3 2 2 1)

There's the beginning of a smirk in kind back at Alek's, but then it's all sound and fury, complete with bullets smacking into the walls a bit too close for comfort. Akeso fights the natural instinct to duck inside the shed, perhaps realizing that framing oneself in an open, lit up doorway like that would be pretty stupid and/or the shed is now more of a rocket magnet than true shelter. Whatever the case, she goes prone like the 'amazing' Tauran (who's life she totally just saved) and starts to elbow her way on her belly over his way. Noah will have to drag her in by her ankles if he's set on it. "Allons-y! It's time to earn your pay!"

Akeso rolls Alertness: Good Success (8 8 6 5 3 2 1)

The fire continues until -- presumably -- magazines run out. The silence in the wake of it is deafening in its own way.
"I'm not finding shit," Charlie gripes from her position. She's in a bad spot for it; the corner of the shed she's at has some low scrub brush growing around it. It cuts off a good bit of her view, monocular or not. As the rate of fire ebbs off, she moves to her feet -- fast enough to cause a grunt of pain as still-healing wounds pull -- to start a quick, hunched run towards the doors of the shed herself. The sniper has no interest in being an easy target.

"It's coming from the hillside from..." There is a pause on Aleksander's update as a couple more bullets land near where he went prone, dirt being kicked up in dull thuds on the ground. Finishing what he was saying, he alerts the squad the direction where the gunfire is coming from, "Not sure how many!" When the incoming rounds stop raining down around them, Davion gets up from his prone position but doesn't stand back up to his full height. Instead he remains hunched over and doesn't run in the direction of the hillside but a bit towards one side, as if putting some space between himself and the large shed, to get away from any illumination and perhaps attempting to take advantage of the darkness so it is harder to hit him or even see him to shoot at him.

Clearly, they're still working on this whole 'buddy system' thing. That might be why Abigail ends up at cross purposes with Gage. The grunt of displeasure though, that she's used to, even has his weight drags her down to the ground with him, the woman having enough presence of mind, when she feels herself heading groundward in totally the opposite direction to where she was intended, to release Gage's vest so she doesn't end up tumbling onto him. Because then he'd probably do more than grunt at her, and nobody wants a friendly fire incident. So she does, in the end, end up awkwardly on the ground not far from her fellow engineer, though she scoots back closer to the wall, as though to attempt to cover line of sight that Tomak isn't.

There will be absolutely no dragging by the ankles. Once through the door Noah pivots around to put his back against the interior of the door's open aperture, from which position he's able to tilt his head, angling a cautious gaze backward -- and while he's doing that, his left hand extends outward, passing blindly down the surface of the wall in a slow sweep until he feels the light switch panel, and gently flicks the toggles down.

Either he sees something from that specific vantage or the acoustics where he's standing are good enough, but either way, when Davion makes the call: "Can confirm, on the hillside. They're spread out."

One could practically hear the grimace over the throat mic from Gage, though whether that's at the report or something else is difficult to tell. "Stay down. Walker and I will flank them. Don't get shot." Such helpful advice from the Tauron. He gestures towards Abigail, evidently trusting she'll follow his lead, edging back behind the cover of the shed, before he stands and, running low, seeks to get some distance so they can circle around under cover of darkness.

Charlie rolls Alertness: Great Success (8 6 6 6 6 5 4 3 2 1)

Noah rolls Alertness: Good Success (8 8 6 4 4 3 3 2 1)

Gage rolls Alertness: Success (7 5 5 3 2 1 1)

Abigail rolls Alertness: Great Success (8 8 8 7 6 2 2 2)

Akeso rolls Alertness: Good Success (6 6 6 4 4 3 2)

Aleksander rolls Alertness: Success (8 5 5 4 3 2 2 2)

When there's a lull, Akeso pops up and darts off to join Aleksander in the dark. It seems a bit safer than lying on the ground by the big old shed target. When she finds some rough ground that she could find some cover in, if she made herself really flat, she creeps into an inky shadow and takes a tentative knee, rifle up and ready. "Davy, let's find cover and park it. We'll cover this end." She says to him, softly, "That wasn't much of an assault..." Maybe that's why she's looking off away from the hillside, scanning for signs of an impending attack from another direction.

Once Noah cuts the -- thankfully already dim -- interior light of the shed, Charlie blinks a few times to clear her eyes. She leans up close to the doors, rifle slung over her shoulder as she brings up the monocular to survey the hillside again. Easier, now, since Noah and Aleksander have given some idea where their enemy lies. "I see some movement," she calls, "but I also see some machine guns setup." No surprise there with the fire that was laid down on the marines. "Frak, I think they're reloading." She gets this out in a rush before taking to ground to run out towards a distant rock. Somewhere she can get cover and try to snipe at the figures on the hillside. As she runs, she's swapping out the necessary parts on her rifle.

Abigail doesn't even bother to speak, much less argue, as she hears Gage's command on the comms. She simply pops up, keeping low, but in position to follow the Tauran away from the shed and towards a better spot from which to find the source of the attack. It's not until they're actually in motion that she pipes up, "Keep a weather eye on the surround. That shed would make a great barrel to shoot a few CF in. or send a rocket towards." She reaches out, as she can, tapping Gage's arm, and pointing towards the hills, her mic keying up as well, "Looks like insurgents, movements much too fluid to be centurians. You are free to engage." Abigail, seems to give zero fraks about 'negotiating with terrorists'.

Slowing to a stop and going down to one knee when he hears Akeso joining him, Aleksander was eager to advance towards the hillside until she suggests a different plan. There is a reluctance but soon enough, the Tauran is also looking in other directions, realizing that the Sergeant may be right, it could be a diversion or possibly another attacking force. Then with Charlie's update about machine guns set up that were firing on them, Davion can't help but frown, "They may be just setting up those guns to keep us suppressed in this area before they actually attack."

Another grunt from Gage is acknowledgement of Abigail's gesture, changing his angle and slowing down; but his voice is kept low so as not to give away their position. "Aint we supposed to be friendly with them now?" There might be a tone to his voice, but perhaps fortunately, the dark keeps his expression shaded. He's moving silently, looking to approach the position from the side.

"Yeah, no shit." That's Noah over the mic, quiet and low, concerning whether or not the fire from the hill might have been something other than a genuine assault. He hasn't left the shed. Either he hasn't cottoned onto the fact that the hangar-sized building would make an excellent destination for a fired missile or -- and this is the more likely scenario -- he's aware, and it hasn't weighed heavily enough in the balance for him to change his plans.

In the dark he picks his way with silent bootfalls toward the other door, a smaller one located in the opposite wall. He retakes his position back-to-wall beside it, and extends a hand toward the handle, jaw tightening as he leans to get his ear closer to the seam between door and wall.

"Far as I'm concerned, if they're shooting at us, they get shot back." Her tone is crisp, settled. Abigail, having worked with Gage long enough, knows how to move at a pace with the man as they continue their movement towards a better vantage point. She allows the Tauran to maintain the lead, trusting to his more advanced knowledge in combat tactics. She also waits for his go-ahead to attack the incoming insurgents.

"Hopefully they're just taking potshots cause it's been a boring night of goat frakking, but keep your ears open." Akeso whispers before spotting a slab of rock not more than a hop and skip away. She pats Davy's shoulder and gestures that way before she creeps off to get that very welcome cover. Soon she's back on her knee, rifle shouldered, with some solidness between her and the next hail of bullets she's expecting.

Charlie attacks Frakker6 with Rifle+Ap but hits the COVER they're behind.

Frakker1 passes.

Frakker6 passes.

Frakker4 passes.

Frakker2 passes.

Frakker3 passes.

Frakker5 passes.

Now that they've been spotted, the figures on the hillside move more swiftly. The three descending have gotten far enough down that they can break into a run. They're heading for a line of cover, but not there yet.

There's low, indiscernible shouting higher up the hill as those manning the machine guns work in a greater frenzy to get them reloaded.

Holding a hand out, Gage grimaces as he spots the three breaking into a run, then gestures to Abigail his intent to continue up the hill. He, too, puts on a burst of speed, ducking and weaving as he seeks to climb the hill for a good shot on those heavy gunners pinning down the rest of their squad.

With the tap of the shoulder and gesture, Aleksander nods his head at the fellow Legionnaire to show that he understands, keeping to more visible signals and responses than speaking out loud if he can help it. He makes it to the slab of rock in his hunched posture and quickly goes back down to one knee as he brings his rifle up while using the hard stone as cover. Instead of taking a hail mary shot at the machine gunners, Davion is focused on the figures that are running down the hill.

Charlie's first shot skirts off some rock a bit below the feet of one of the gunners. She swears, squirming up a bit further on the rock she's chosen. She's lying flat, which helps, but if the three coming down the hillside get much closer- she'll be a much more obvious target. "Should we call in air support?" This, asked into the comms. "I mean, they're not Cylons, but..." those machine guns, man.

Hearing nothing, Noah twists the handle on the door, and slants one wary eye through the gap. Nothing moves -- not even when the rifle fire picks up on the opposite side of the shed, and that would be the moment that any flanking party chose to advance on the back of the building.

It's still with some caution that he slides through the door and around the back, knees bent and rifle up in a silent advance on the corner most likely to give him another angle on the hill.

Frakker1 attacks Gage with Rifle+Ap but Gage EVADES!

Akeso attacks Frakker3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen.

Aleksander attacks Frakker1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Right Arm.

Gage passes.

Frakker6 passes.

Frakker5 attacks Abigail with Rifle but Abigail EVADES!

Charlie attacks Frakker6 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Abigail passes.

Frakker4 passes.

Noah passes.

Frakker2 passes.

Frakker3 attacks Charlie with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Arm.

Frakker1 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Aleksander)

A nod, only that, from Abigail as she moves, taking that ten foot space rule to heart as she advances, moving as evasively as she can, leaving off full cover to try to cut the distance between herself and the targets. She only just manages not to get hit by some incoming fire, but it's a close thing.

Nicely situated, Akeso waits and peers down the sights when she finally spots some movement coming down the hill. <<Here they come.>> She quietly notes to the Tauron she's sharing a boulder with and soon after, she puts a round into the dark shape when next it appears. Pop. It stumbles but doesn't fall down, on the plus side, she knows she hit /something/. Shadows don't usually react to being shot.

Abigail, having come far enough into range of the machine gun emplacements, tugs a grenade from her pack, moving up high as she see sees gage fall back, to give them enough coverage to try to hit all three of the emplacements, if they're lucky. Let's hope they're lucky.

There's shouts of triumph on the hill. That can't be good. It's especially not good as those weapons begin to spin up again.

One of the three rifle-carrying figures drops; too confident in his charge towards the marines. Another cries out in pain, but only moves to try to take cover as he fires back. Or nurses his wound.

Fire lands all around them, but mercifully not through them, Gage glancing back only once to make sure Abigail's keeping pace as he reaches a part of the hill they can hit the heavy machine guns from. He pauses to catch his breath as he unhooks a grenade from his web, glancing at his fellow engineer so they can count it down together, fingers held up: three, two, one... he throws.

All the cautious circling in the world, and Noah still gets spotted. Fighting insurgents: considerably less convenient than fighting toasters. Not that it matters; spreading out just means there's fire coming from multiple angles, and when he spots Gage and Abigail's shadows moving up the hill, he sinks to kneeling at the building's back corner and lifts his rifle to line up suppressive fire to try and help the engineers get close enough to do what they do best.

Leading the running attacker by a little bit, Aleksander fires off a single shot, either choosing the more stable fire mode or in the hectic scramble of sudden bullets raining on them, he forgot to flick the switch to burst fire mode. The single round is good enough as it finds its mark, tearing into his target's right arm and blowing a bloody hole into it, causing the man to crumple over, laying there bleeding out. Instead of admiring his shot, Davion is already moving on to the next closest target though this time his finger flicks that switch on his rifle before firing off a burst.

Frakker6 fires a burst!

Frakker6 attacks Aleksander with Hmg+Ap+Bipod and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.

Frakker6 attacks Aleksander with Hmg+Ap+Bipod but Aleksander EVADES!

Frakker6 attacks Aleksander with Hmg+Ap+Bipod but Aleksander EVADES!

Abigail uses Frag Grenade. EXPLOSION!

Abigail attacks Frakker2 with Frag Grenade but hits the COVER they're behind.

Abigail attacks Frakker4 with Frag Grenade(Concussion) and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Abigail attacks Frakker4 with Shrapnel and HITS! Impaired wound to Abdomen.

Abigail attacks Frakker4 with Shrapnel and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.

Abigail attacks Frakker4 with Shrapnel and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Head.

Abigail attacks Frakker4 with Shrapnel and HITS! Impaired wound to Left Leg.

Aleksander fires a burst!

Aleksander attacks Frakker5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Aleksander attacks Frakker5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Head.

Aleksander attacks Frakker5 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Noah tries to suppress Frakker2 with Rifle+Ap but FAILS.

Noah suppresses Frakker4 with Rifle+Ap and succeeds.

Noah tries to suppress Frakker3 with Rifle+Ap but FAILS.

Gage uses Frag Grenade. EXPLOSION!

Gage attacks Frakker4 with Frag Grenade(Concussion) and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Gage attacks Frakker4 with Shrapnel and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Arm.

Gage attacks Frakker4 with Shrapnel and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Arm.

Gage attacks Frakker6 with Frag Grenade(Concussion) and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Right Leg.

Gage attacks Frakker6 with Shrapnel and HITS! Impaired wound to Left Arm.

Gage attacks Frakker6 with Shrapnel and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Gage attacks Frakker6 with Shrapnel and HITS! Graze wound to Right Arm.

Charlie attacks Frakker6 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.

Frakker4 fires a burst!

Frakker4 attacks Gage with Hmg+Ap+Bipod but Gage EVADES!

Frakker4 attacks Gage with Hmg+Ap+Bipod but MISSES!

Frakker4 attacks Gage with Hmg+Ap+Bipod but Gage EVADES!

Frakker5 fires a burst!

Frakker5 attacks Charlie with Rifle and HITS! Graze wound to Right Arm.

Frakker5 attacks Charlie with Rifle but Charlie EVADES!

Frakker5 attacks Charlie with Rifle but Charlie EVADES!

Akeso fires a burst!

Akeso attacks Frakker3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Akeso attacks Frakker3 with Rifle+Ap but Frakker3 EVADES!

Akeso attacks Frakker3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Frakker3 fires a burst!

Frakker3 attacks Noah with Rifle+Ap but hits the COVER they're behind.

Frakker3 attacks Noah with Rifle+Ap but Noah EVADES EASILY!

Frakker3 attacks Noah with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Arm.

Frakker2 fires a burst!

Frakker2 attacks Abigail with Hmg+Bipod but Abigail EVADES!

Frakker2 attacks Abigail with Hmg+Bipod but Abigail EVADES!

Frakker2 attacks Abigail with Hmg+Bipod but MISSES!

Frakker4 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Abigail, Gage)

Frakker5 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Aleksander)

Frakker6 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Gage, Charlie)

Abigail's throw is a thing of beauty. She's been working out, yes she has. The grenade lands directly between the two targets, and that, combined with Gage's own, is enough to take out the second of the three emplacements, the third falling to Gage's fire along within whomever else was shooting; they're too far now from the shed to look back and see what's going on. That only leaves a single target. Once more into the breech.

There's definitely something satisfying about lighting up the evening skies with twin explosive booms of noise, light and deadly shrapnel, doubly so when both of his targets earn a solid hit. The grunt of satisfaction from Gage that follows is perhaps to be expected, as is the teeth-baring grin as he swings his rifle around and focuses on the same target as Abigail. "Two gunners down, one left," he reports. If he has any reservations about shooting insurgents, well -- both he and Abigail are being shot at, up close. Reservations are set aside.

More fall. In the aftermath of the grenades, two of the three machine guns go silent. They've collapsed on their bipods and the men manning them are slumped in place. The third, the one still on the hill, is trying to focus on what seems to be one of the greater threats in the field as the two approaching him pick up their guns. Even so, he's watching with a wary side-eye and seems about to bolt. Unlike the men with rifles, he's not wearing any armor. Chances are, they didn't expect the marines to make the hill.

Bullets drill into the corner of the building providing Noah with cover, and several zip through the air wide of him, audibly landing in sand, stone, and scrub. He's focused on what he's doing, watching targets fall and adjusting his angle of fire as the field shifts accordingly -- focused enough that when the fabric of his sleeve jerks as a bullet passes through it, he doesn't react at all save a tightening of the eyes. The streak of heat painted along the outside of his upper arm means it's nothing more than a graze, and after being nailed in the chest on his last outing, it hardly compares.

Her shots aren't as 'on the mark' as she's come to expect of herself, but then... Charlie is still recovering from an injury. She probably pulled something open at some point. Either in the run to the rock she's claimed or in bellying up to it. The sniper rubs her forehead against her bicep before leaning back in against the weapon. She's sighting sans-scope. She didn't have time enough to mount it. Normally that wouldn't be an issue, but she's off her game. "Everyone still in one piece?"

Abigail says, "Good here."

When Aleksander is actually focused on a task, especially one that involves killing, he can be brutally effective as evidence to the burst that he just fired. As he takes aim and pulls the trigger, all three rounds slam into the poor guy on the receiving end. One bullet punches right into the left lung, another gets lodged into the brain while the last one digs into the midsection. What's obvious is that the man is dead as he falls to the ground. At the same time, the machine guns up on the hillside opens up and Davion was one of the targets. Luckily the stone slab that Akeso had picked soaked up two of the larger rounds while another hits him, his tactical vest soaking most of the impact. There is a grunt as air is knocked out of him. "Oof." But he isn't knocked all the way onto his back, Aleksander shaking it off and targets the last insurgent that had run down the hill, trusting Gage and Abigail to finish off the last machinegunner.

Knowing she hit something, Akeso opens up on the insurgent with a controlled three rounds, chasing the silhouette to the ground as he dives for cover. It's a bit easier with the muzzle flashes to walk her shots into him, but apparently he's made of pure, solid luck. She'll keep firing.

Noah suppresses Frakker2 with Rifle+Ap and succeeds.

Noah suppresses Frakker3 with Rifle+Ap and succeeds.

Charlie attacks Frakker2 with Rifle+Ap but hits the COVER they're behind.

Abigail fires a burst!

Abigail attacks Frakker2 with Smg+Ap but hits the COVER they're behind.

Abigail attacks Frakker2 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Head.

Abigail attacks Frakker2 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Arm.

Gage fires a burst!

Gage attacks Frakker2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Gage attacks Frakker2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Head.

Gage attacks Frakker2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Aleksander fires a burst!

Aleksander attacks Frakker3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Aleksander attacks Frakker3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Aleksander attacks Frakker3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Akeso fires a burst!

Akeso attacks Frakker3 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Akeso attacks Frakker3 with Rifle+Ap but hits the COVER they're behind.

Akeso attacks Frakker3 with Rifle+Ap but hits the COVER they're behind.

Frakker2 fires a burst!

Frakker2 attacks Aleksander with Hmg+Bipod but MISSES!

Frakker2 attacks Aleksander with Hmg+Bipod but MISSES!

Frakker2 attacks Aleksander with Hmg+Bipod but MISSES!

Frakker3 fires a burst!

Frakker3 attacks Akeso with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Frakker3 attacks Akeso with Rifle+Ap but Akeso EVADES!

Frakker3 attacks Akeso with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Frakker2 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Abigail, Gage)

Frakker3 has been *KO'd* ! (Damaged This Turn By: Aleksander)

When she sees the third and final emplacement go silent, Abigail rises, not coming up to full stance, but seeming to want to check that they actually have gotten everyone that was attacking them, her mic keyed up, "You up for kicking a few corpses, Tomak?" Which might or might not mean a head shot just to make sure they all stay down, but that probably depends entirely on how murderous the Pican woman is feeling. "I don't want any of these fine folks getting ideas, if they still have enough life left in them to pull a trigger."

Before the guy at the HMG succumbs to his wounds, he scrabbles at a radio clipped to his gear. "Jameson to Wagner... Mission fail. Repeat. Missi-" he doesn't complete whatever he was saying before darkness takes him.

Under normal circumstances it would be extremely satisfying to watch the unholy havoc wrought on the machine gun emplacements by the grenades being hurled up on that hill, but these circumstances are anything but normal. There wasn't time to think about it when the shots started, and no place for this kind of reflection in combat, but as silence descends again so does the knowledge that those were human beings they just turned into chunky salsa.

Noah, to this point, has never had to fire on human beings. It's a chilly thought that he deliberately sets aside as he rises out of his kneeling stance and rounds the corner of the building. "Yeah, in one piece," he says finally, checking in. Watching the movement on the hill, still.

Once again, Charlie's shot pings harmlessly off the hillside itself. Thankfully, Abigail and Gage were there to take care of the guy. As everything goes into the post-frenzy quiet, the sniper slides off the rock she's on to sit with her back to it. She pulls at her battle dress, opening the vest and pulling up her shirts beneath. There's a frown as she gingerly touches the light bandages over her wounds from her last mission. "Frak me," the woman mutters- wholly oblivious to what's been said up on the hill.

"Gunners secured," Gage reports from the hill. And then he stops, eyes narrowing, glancing at his fellow engineer with a lift of brows as if to ask, 'You hear that, too?' He grimaces, but gives a gesture of acquiescence, before he advances slowly towards the emplacements, taking care to keep a sharp eye out for any trip wires or other booby traps. He's slipped some gum from his chest pocket into his mouth, chewing as he advances.

Akeso stays quiet once she's fairly certain that between her and Aleksander, they've completely hosed down the last attacker. When there's no return fire for longer than it would take to change out a clip or toss a grenade, she glances aside at her fellow Legionnaire. "Sounds like everyone still has all their fingers and toes. You're alright?" She slowly starts to stand, keeping her rifle trained on where the last guy went down incase he's playing possum or there were more she didn't spot in the firefight. "Let's see who came to visit." She eventually prompts, creeping forward as she does.

With the final target going down that was in their general vicinity, Aleksander lowers his rifle but keeps his eyes and ears open, adrenaline still pumping through his veins. "Yeah, I'm good." He took a flesh wound but it's ignored, not something he would admit to and if Akeso didn't see it, he won't mention it. Rising to his feet as well, he keeps his weapon at the ready, following the Sergeant towards the closest downed attacker.

"Yeah, I heard it." Abigail finally begins moving in earnest, moving to ensure that the three emplacements, and the people who were manning them are indeed out of commission, "We'll need to pull these weapons as well. No point in leaving them for the insurgents to use again. Once the area is secure, let's alert our friendly neighbourhood royal marines, see if they want this gear. And I don't know how they run things on this colony, but these might have serial numbers, could be useful information."

With a grunt, Charlie tightens up her vest as she buckles it back up. The woman leans back into the rock once she's done. "If that's everyone accounted for," she notes into the comms, "we'll just put it all in our reports later." Or the higher-ranked NCOs will, she means. AKA no need to call for a flight out if they're all solid, right?

As familiar silhouettes reappear from cover, Noah finally lowers the muzzle of his rifle and peels away from the building's edge, picking his way across the terrain back toward the front of the shed, and the others beginning to ascend. He's not hurried about it, so he'll be the last one to get any proximity to the bodies on the ground -- save for Chuck, anyway.

Wordlessly, after assuring himself the insurgents are indeed, down, Gage begins thoroughly checking their bodies, looking for identification, dog tags, papers, anything that might suggest who they are and where they came from. He extends that thoroughness to the next two, as well, grunting when all he comes up with is a Piconese sports magazine. It's not much, but he turns it around where Abigail can see it, wordlessly. He gives a nod to Abigail at her suggestion. "Long shot, but aint got shit else to go on." Making sure his throat mic is off after he says that, he adds, "Aint one to believe in coincidences, Walker."

"Neither am I, Tomak." Abigail too, keeps that off the comms, as she moves with her fellow engineer. While he checks the bodies, she works at pulling the firing pins for each of the guns. No point in destroying them completely, but it would be stupid to leave them fully functional. "Makes me wonder what the ploy is for these insurgents. These attacks aren't random, can't be." As she moves, she also turns her attention back to the rest of the team, slowly working their way up along the hill. She finally does key up her mic, "Search the bodies. Look for anything we could use to identify these frakkers."

Pushing to her feet after she's taken a long drink from the canteen strapped to her gear, Charlie finally starts to move with the others. She jogs, briefly, catching up to Noah to fall into step with the man. Might as well keep to the buddy system, right? She looks a bit peaked, with a thin trail of blood running down one arm. "If it's like last time," at the mine proper, "they won't have anything to go by." Still, she aims for one of the riflemen, hands on her own gun... just in case.

Akeso reaches Frakker3 first, since he seems to have made it the furthest down the hill before his untimely demise, and kicks the bottom of his boot once or twice before being satisfied that he's mostly dead. "You look for stuff, I'll see if any are still breathing." She says to Aleks, dutifully checking the guy she's certain is dead for a pulse anyway. Nope? Nope. He dead. She starts moving cautiously to the next.

Swinging his pack off his back, Gage tucks the magazine in there with a nod to the other engineer. He settles into a hunker near the two insurgents that don't look like locals, a position that'll let him watch those coming up the hill, gaze settling on Noah and Charlie. Probably more the latter than the former.

Aleksander was about to suggest that he can try to find any that are still living, but then decides better on it since Akeso is the combat medic, and she might get the wrong idea that he would just murder them in their unconscious sleep. So he goes to the first insurgent down and begins the process of looking for identification and any items that could help identify where it may come from.

A sidelong, slant-down look at Charlie takes in how she's moving, how she looks. Probably the blood, too, but whatever he notices or doesn't notice, Noah says nothing about her condition. She's mobile and climbing a hill; this is good enough for him, obviously. And him? The only indication he was grazed at all is the hole in his sleeve. Something-something-black-doesn't-let-the-bastards-see-you-bleeding.

Abigail's order gets a short nod, and then hazel eyes sweep over and away. His expression hardens at the thought, but he advances on the ruin left behind by the grenades, to find out if there's anything left to search.

"Sorry about that short straw, Tomak." Not that Abigail's in any better of a position. None of the three by the HMGs escaped serious damage from their grenades. Thankfully, they've gotten used to the sight of blood, as sad as that is to say. The pins she tucks into a secured pocket on her vest as she works her way through the three up high, "Wish we had better control of the area. I'd love to send a few recon teams out there to see if we could track their movements." But that's well beyond the purview of what the Virgons have allowed. "If anyone needs the medic, now's the time, before we start with the heavy lifting."

For the moment, Charlie just lets Noah lead the way to a body. Or bodies. She's still stopping every few paces to drink from her canteen. Until it's empty. With a muttered swear, she hooks it back to her gear and claps her hands together. She does so with them cupped, so it's a more muted sound than loud and high. "Alright. I'll take the feet?" Moving bodies. Joy of joys. But the sooner it's done, the sooner she can sit and rest.

"Get the hell outta here Wagner, you look anemic." That's Noah's gruff dismissal as he stoops to get his hands on a body and haul, up and over one shoulder, so he can carry it to the vague puddles that used to be said dead man's comrades. There's no call for a medic. He's only just gotten out of sickbay. He'll be keeping his little flirtation with being shot again to himself.

And, everyone appears to be very dead on team bad guy. Akeso does check the three closest the shde, but they're beyond her skill. Afterwards, she paces off a few steps and looks out into the night, to provide security for the body draggers.

The half-shift of shoulder is Gage's shrug by way of response to Abigail: it is what it is. He sees, or rather, doesn't see what he's hoping for, and so, straightening, moves over towards the one intact body to reach down and sling it up and over a shoulder. "I wish I had a beachside mansion to retire to after this shit is done with, but I guess that aint likely, either," Tomak grumbles, as he makes to carry the body down to where the others are being gathered.

Abigail moves down, as she sees Gage heft that last body onto his shoulder, and she falls into a covering position for him, "Well, that depends entirely on how our friendship pans out over the course of this war, Tomak. I do still happen to have a family home on the beach. It's not a mansion, but give me time. I have a few things in the works." There's actually something approaching cheer in her voice, that balm of gallows humour that you sometimes need to get you through the worst of the war. "Alright, folks, let's get the job done and then pack it in. Although I doubt that we'll see another attack again tonight, we know they got a message out, and we've got at least one intact radio, so we can get started on tracking down that frequency, see if we can tap into it."

Being told to fall back does bring a flicker of relief over Charlie's features. "If you're su-" but Noah picks up the body like it's nothing and she just gives a sort of grunt of acknowledgement. The woman starts back towards the shed, fussing with her rifle until she reaches the big, main doors of the building proper. Then, she sits down heavily and tilts her head back against the metal. "Might've been too quick to return to the field," she offers up to no one in particular.

"They'll probably scrap it," Noah says, distracted, bending slightly to ease the weight of the dead man off of his shoulder and onto the ground. They were trying to kill him, but he can't quite bring himself to toss the body down as though it hadn't until moments ago been a person. When he straightens he rolls broad shoulders in something of a stretch, adjusting the sling-hang of his rifle. "The frequency they were using. Maybe all of the bands on the handset." Why he ought to sound apologetic about that is a mystery. This time when his shoulders move, it's in a shrug. "I would, if I were them. Not that we shouldn't check, obviously, just in case they're really bad at this, but..." He tilts his head to wipe his temple on his sleeve, then starts back down to where the other two runners fell. Subdued: "I'm not getting my hopes up."

As Aleksander finishes searching through the bodies, finding nothing he considers damning evidence, he gives up and begins dragging the corpses towards where they are being gathered. Soon enough, he would pause in the dragging of the second body and pull out his pack of cigarettes, needing a smoke either to help cover up the smell of the corpse or just the nicotine to help calm his body after that firefight.

"Aint stealing your retirement home. You aint done anything to warrant that." Because even the grumpy Tauron has limits. Grunting, Gage sets the body down with the others, then finds somewhere to hunker down and smoke his cigarette, because it's about that time.


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