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"That ship is being fueled for an escape in there, so make sure to bring some det. charges," Alex said. Bernice and Morgan grabbed two small high explosive packs of EC20, clipping them to their CASE utility belts. "David, do you have your extra ammo?" Alex turned to him.
"You're damn right I do," David said, patting the machine guns on his back.
"Good. Let's get going before they send out search parties. These suits aren't completely invisible, since the active camo reflects some light." Alex looked at everyone one last time, then turned to the panel of buttons on the wall. "Go!" he said as he pressed one. The bottom of the ship started to lower, and the jungle appeared before everybody. David jumped forward and landed heavily in the front of the ship. He released the right machine gun from his back, caught hold of it, and ran up towards a large rock. His suit's infrared vision clicked on, putting everything into a shade of green. He watched the black shape of Morgan crouch at the trunk of a nearby tree. He had been under that crouching position quite a few times...
"Alright, everybody, listen up. We're going to be at a disadvantage because there is a slight hill we need to climb in order to get to the base," Alex's voice came over the comm., interupting his thoughts. He shook his head and looked up the hill towards the base. Something on top of it moved, and a thin stream of light flashed in his vision for a second.
"Roger. I have a thermal reading of at least ten search parties of six people each in the area. Make sure your motion trackers are on," Morgan said over the comm. David gripped the machine gun tighter, eager for action. Alex was the next to speak:
"Bernice, move up ten yards and get in position to run uphill," he said. There was a slight rustle as Bernice complied, then her answer.
"Clear," she said. And then, "Morgan, I'm going to need coverfire, so get into a good position."
"Already on it," Morgan said as she ran up to a fallen log and crouched behind it. "I've got a reading of one search party headed in this direction, everybody," she said as she checked her scope. David watched as she aimed the rifle uphill. Then, he saw another flash of light about thirty yards up, and his motion tracker showed six read dots moving slowly toward their position.
"You're damn right I do," David said, patting the machine guns on his back.
"Good. Let's get going before they send out search parties. These suits aren't completely invisible, since the active camo reflects some light." Alex looked at everyone one last time, then turned to the panel of buttons on the wall. "Go!" he said as he pressed one. The bottom of the ship started to lower, and the jungle appeared before everybody. David jumped forward and landed heavily in the front of the ship. He released the right machine gun from his back, caught hold of it, and ran up towards a large rock. His suit's infrared vision clicked on, putting everything into a shade of green. He watched the black shape of Morgan crouch at the trunk of a nearby tree. He had been under that crouching position quite a few times...
"Alright, everybody, listen up. We're going to be at a disadvantage because there is a slight hill we need to climb in order to get to the base," Alex's voice came over the comm., interupting his thoughts. He shook his head and looked up the hill towards the base. Something on top of it moved, and a thin stream of light flashed in his vision for a second.
"Roger. I have a thermal reading of at least ten search parties of six people each in the area. Make sure your motion trackers are on," Morgan said over the comm. David gripped the machine gun tighter, eager for action. Alex was the next to speak:
"Bernice, move up ten yards and get in position to run uphill," he said. There was a slight rustle as Bernice complied, then her answer.
"Clear," she said. And then, "Morgan, I'm going to need coverfire, so get into a good position."
"Already on it," Morgan said as she ran up to a fallen log and crouched behind it. "I've got a reading of one search party headed in this direction, everybody," she said as she checked her scope. David watched as she aimed the rifle uphill. Then, he saw another flash of light about thirty yards up, and his motion tracker showed six read dots moving slowly toward their position.