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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. Morgan backed out behind the ship, then circled around forward and crouched behind a tree. David took up position six yards away behind a rock. Morgan patted the EC20, then grabbed her LRS off of her back. Her extended motion tracker and custom thermal reader built into her suit showed over fifty men searching the area within eighty yards of their position.
"Shit," she said, as more appeared.
"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. Morgan nervously looked up the hill.
"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," she told everyone. There was a moment's silence.
"Bernice, move up ten yards and get in position to run uphill," Alex said over the comm. Bernice ran up to a fallen log.
"Clear," she said. And then, "Morgan, I'm going to need coverfire, so get into a good position."
"Already on it," Morgan replied 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. The heat signatures of six people shown on it.
"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. Morgan backed out behind the ship, then circled around forward and crouched behind a tree. David took up position six yards away behind a rock. Morgan patted the EC20, then grabbed her LRS off of her back. Her extended motion tracker and custom thermal reader built into her suit showed over fifty men searching the area within eighty yards of their position.
"Shit," she said, as more appeared.
"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. Morgan nervously looked up the hill.
"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," she told everyone. There was a moment's silence.
"Bernice, move up ten yards and get in position to run uphill," Alex said over the comm. Bernice ran up to a fallen log.
"Clear," she said. And then, "Morgan, I'm going to need coverfire, so get into a good position."
"Already on it," Morgan replied 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. The heat signatures of six people shown on it.