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Post by Kyle (an evil budgie) on May 11, 2008 18:58:14 GMT -5
John kept firing, his arm starting to become numb. He couldn't take much more of this, the pain starting catching up to him. John felt around his pockets and shakingly pulled out a piece of gum and began to chew it to calm his nerves. He temporarily closed his eyes.
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Post by Cartwright on May 11, 2008 19:10:08 GMT -5
Second Squad reached the bunker and infiltrated it. It took several minutes for them to clear it out completely; but, they managed. All machine gun fire ceased. The Marines cheered, but mortars still landed near them. At least with the bunker taken care of, all anti-aircraft threats were eliminated too. "Charlie Oscar Mike, requesting immediate air support on Strogg artillery units to the south east. Over." The lieutenant said into the communicator. "Affirmative, Hell Hounds. Air support dispatched. Over." It took several minutes for all artillery to cease and the sounds of explosions to reach them. The Marines cheered. "Hell Hounds, air support reports all artillery batteries have been neautralised. You are in the green. Over." The Marines cheered once more. They were out of the hellish battle. They now could focus more on their wounded and getting them medical attention. Which many of them needed. Tomala would need MEDEVAC and the lieutenant and Carrick would need a medic to assist them. The medic working on Tomala worked furiously, attempting to keep the man alive. "Requesting a MEDEVAC for a severely injured Marine. Private Tomala, our medic. Over." It took yet again, several moments for the operator at command to reply. They were obviously busy. Which, was more than understandable after all that was happening. "Affirmative. MEDEVAC is being dispatched. Be advised, Shadow and Mr. Death are inbound on your location via drop-ship. Charlie Oscar Mike, out." Meanwhile...Hayek and Godchild fought through hordes of Strogg, avoiding injury. They leapfrogged from one position to another. They eventually reached the landing pad and called for their extraction. They held off any Strogg assaulting the landing pad. The drop-ship finally descended on the landing pad and the two Marines entered the drop-ship. It took off, heading in the direction of the Hell Hound platoon. "We are being tasked with MEDEVAC as well as getting you boys to your platoon." The pilot said. "MEDEVAC? Why?" Godchild asked, becoming worried. "Some Private Tomala from your platoon has been severely injured. No other info than that. Also heard the El-Tee and one other Marine sustained some injuries. We'll drop you off and pick up Tomala." The pilot yelled back into the troop compartment. <Actions> |
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Post by Mr. Death on May 11, 2008 19:14:43 GMT -5
Elias shook his head and gritted his teeth. He'd been hit a few times, but nothing serious. A bullet in the left shoulder blade, a nail in his foot. He'd make it.
Severely injured was bad. . .Evidentlyk, and it was an FNG, who knew how the boy would take it.
"LT is hit eh?" He shook his head, this whole thing was too fucked up to comprehend.
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Post by Cartwright on May 11, 2008 19:21:17 GMT -5
The drop-ship landed and Mr. Death and Shadow regrouped with their Marines. As two Marines carried Tomala away on a stretcher, he winced. His legs were gone.
"How'd it happen?" Mr. Death inquired to the lieutenant as he worked on him.
"Strogg Grunt grabbed him. Slammed him face first on the ground twice, then ripped both his legs off before we killed it."
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Post by Mr. Death on May 11, 2008 19:23:42 GMT -5
Elias shook his head
"Damn FNG's. . .Should be able to avoid shit like that ya know?" He said as he sealed the wound.
"You're not lookin too good yourself. . .You're lucky I got here when I did, I doubt these other Medics could patch you up like I can" He said and laughed.
He patted the LT on the shoulder. It seemed Elias was starting to accept the LT
"Lookin good soldier" he said and began moving on. . .
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Post by Kyle (an evil budgie) on May 11, 2008 19:24:49 GMT -5
John limped towards his squad. "Anyone happen to have any morphine or something?"
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Post by Shadow on May 11, 2008 19:25:43 GMT -5
"Funny.. A two man team survived fighting through the inside the structures with minimal injuries... They got messed up... Oh well, guess they'll be glad when the pros come in and kick some ass." Shadow reloaded and grinned. "Betcha I got the most kills."
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Post by Cartwright on May 11, 2008 19:26:34 GMT -5
"I hope that was not a gay comment. I'd have to shoot ya." The lieutenant said, grinning at the man.
He looked inside his pocket. A friend of his had given him a pack of cigarettes and he could not find them.
"Godchild, do you have a spare fag I could have?" The lieutenant said, "er... excuse me, cigarettes as Americans call 'em."
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Post by Mr. Death on May 11, 2008 19:27:47 GMT -5
Elias laughed at Shadow
"Bull shit and you know it. . .I killed more than you and it's my job to be saving the lives not ending them" He said and winked.
He nodded and tossed him two
"You're gonna need the extra one LT"
He looked at the boot coming towards him asking for morphine.
He grabbed a needle from his pack and nodded.
"Over here FNG" He said and told the guy to sit. He put the needle in his arm and squeezed it,the meds takign effect instantly
"You're good to go soldier" he said and resumed his place with Shadow
"What're you thinking Shadow?"
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Post by Kyle (an evil budgie) on May 11, 2008 19:32:14 GMT -5
"Thank you sir." he said. Damn that...feels like nothing. Okay then. That'll work.
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Post by Cartwright on May 11, 2008 19:33:41 GMT -5
"Hell Hounds... in ten seconds, we want ya to listen to this. This is Raven Squad. Just listen and be amazed." A man said over the communications. Suddenly, a very loud explosion could be heard. Three drop-ships ascended into the sky and in the distance, a plume of smoke could be seen. "Say goodbye to The Big Gun. We also just rescued any injured Marine POWs. This is how REAL professionals do it. Raven Squad, out." The Marines shook their heads. Shadow cursed loudly. Somehow, the Marines assumed he had some grudges against Raven Squad. The Marines then decided to board the MEDEVAC drop-ship and would soon be heading back to the Normandy. <Actions> |
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Post by Mr. Death on May 11, 2008 19:35:33 GMT -5
Godchild laughed the entire time
"REAL Marines?" He spat and lit another cig
"That's some bull shit LT, let's see who the real Marines are when we're back on deck. Maybe they'll go for a little tussle, three on three!"
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Post by Shadow on May 11, 2008 19:36:54 GMT -5
"I'm very impressed, Raven Squad with a platoon over twice as much as us Hel you just worked a miracle. Biggest friggen unit in the SMC dumbass. It only takes two men to down a tram, Mr. Death and I could've done the entire mission solo." Shadow laughed oh he hated Raven Squad with a passion but his over-confident but with reason side kicked in. "Hell I don't care! I get R&R you guys seen Hell yet!? It's lovely this tima year!"
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Post by Cartwright on May 11, 2008 19:38:32 GMT -5
The drop-ship ascended into the sky. The darkness of space consuming everything. The U.S.S. Normandy was becoming larger and larger. They would soon be in the hangar.
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