Captain Smith hold the Walkie-Talkie to his mouth...

*Static* "Where the hell is this force? over" *Static*

Smith looks at the group of Paladins and Knights along with the Rebels as they bein to retreat back into the town. Captain Smith looks at his squad of recruits, as they all settle down for a moment of rest...

OCC: I'm done for the night, see you tomorrow everyone.

"Sir how in the hell is a squad of rookies susposed to break through entrenched rebels and paladins?" Kyle said angrily. He ran out on the field of battlte to grab some ammo and supplies. Some shots were directed at him but missed their mark. Kyle returned with a bag full of supplies and trinkets and crashed in the trench where he found Rude trying to catch some rest...


OOC: Can we finish this up later today? I'm going to sleep, it's 2 am here.

OOC (back log as I was out last night, should be here tonight)

Max never did put on any power armour when ordered...
He had gone straight to his bunk and thrown his stuff down then gone searching for a nice hidey hole...
After a full circle of this little "trench base" he discovered a bunker that had been completely caved in, probably by a previous mortor round...
He jumped up onto the roop and popped open a vent shaft, taking out his knife he stabbed through the edges of the vent then kicked it through.
Good now im straight in as apposed to having to crawl through a damn vent
The inside was the old barracks it seemed,
hmm so thats why there is no set barracks...
He saw some tiny slit windows in the top of the wall facing one of the "fronts" of the camp... Jumping up to see it was a good spot he pushed one of the old bunk bed over bellow the window and began to set up his spot.

After a considerable ammount of time, Max awoke to here shouting and gunfire.
I fell asleep?? damnit!
Looking through his scope he saw men in power armour and men in leather and metal armour advancing up the hill...
"Lets see if you armoured ****ers can take a shot to the eye..." *Pwizz* the laser beam hit him in the neck.
"Hmm, ok so moving targets are alot more difficult at long rang"
The man who was shot in the neck stopped and grabbed his neck with both hands... Falling to the ground.
Max continued to fire off shots, some hitting arms and legs and torso's, most not doing just damage except for a few more neck shots...
After about 20-30 shots one of the power armoured ones pull out a missle launcher, having seen his spot he aimed it towards max...

Oh my god, please god... guide my shot.. PLEASE!!!
Max's prayed, almost seeing his next shot in slow motion... It left his gun a long red line accross the battle field, about a micro second passed after the laser beam had disipated out of view...
An explosion erupted in the ranks of the oncomming horde, the missle blew up in the launching tube obliterating the man carrying it and throwing those around him to the ground....

Wow, I survived....

"Hey, are going to go after these retreating Steel Fools??"

Pvt. John then took a long breath as he saw the rebels and brotherhood of steel paladins retreat
It was his first battle, and he survived. He now was more confident that he deserved to be an Enclave Trooper.

"Alright, waiting for orders sir!"

*static* "Smith, this is Cyris. The enemy Unit is south east of your location. They are hold up in a Super Duper Mart. The enemy mortar team is across on the opposite side of it on the roof of an old bowling alley or something like that. The only way for the Snipers to get a shot at the moment is to get on the roof of that super duper mart. So your gonna need to clear it out. I'll bring a unit round the other side, We'll meet you in the back parking lot!, over."*satic*

Malik tilts his head awaiting a reply. The Captain hands the radio back to the soldier next to him. "Let me know when they answer." Cyris jogs down to his awaiting units. The combat outside the walls has all but ceased, except the occasional Mortar round impacting the walls. He surveyed his troops, Unit 2 and 4 were perfectly fine, with their long range automatic weaponry. Acouple members of Unit 3 had taken a mortar round, no fatalaties reported. A soldier in Unit 1 had taken a laser round , it had melted the right side of his face. The soldier was screaming in pain, while the medics attempted to sedate him. Captain Malik Cyris continued to the front lines and stood amongst his men.

"I need a squad of 5 men to accompany me! Any volunteers?" The Captain calls out.

Max heard one of the senior officers as they did the Post-Conflict report...
He heard men calling out who had been inqured in the deffence, finally he heard Captain Smith's request for an incursion force.

Hmm going on a small scale mission towards enemy lines with one of the Captains...
Cant miss this oppertunity for some ****ing recognition...

Max climbed, off the bunk bed and jumped up, grabbing the square hole he had made in the vent... It took all his strength to pull himself up into the vent then he had to push even harder to grab the vent entrance on the roof.
Even though it too Max a few minuits to climb out of his hole he was 1st to the Captain.
"I'll accompany you sir." Max saluted, showing his freshly shredded forearms from the sharp jagged edges of the vents he had climbed through.
"Private M Tickelton... Sniper sir, my gun is my pride and joy sir... And I have full confidence in my ability."

Captain Smith listens as to where the enemy unit is held up, the Super Duper Mart. The Captain looks at his new squad they were tired yet excited, "Dont rest yet boys...", the captain steps over kyle who is resting on the ground, "We've still got work to do. We have a sniper team that cant make a move or do their job, because of some Brotherhood mortar team unit, postioned on the opposite side of the Mart, know you've just exspirenced what the Brotherhood along with those Rebels, can throw at us... This time it wont be so easy, so let MOVE OUT!", the captain hopped out of the trench, checking his plasma rifle once more, I missed this place. Captain Smith motioned to the radio man to come over, "Let me see that", smith held the walkie-talkie to his mouth, *Static* "This is Captain Smith, were headed to the Mart, over" *Static*, the captain and his squad contiued south east as the sounds of the wasteland entered his ears...

"Sir how the hell are we susposed to break through entrenched paldins and rebels, even with support were still a rookie squad" He said angrily. He was just scared that his luck could run out.

Suiting up, he grabbed his pack and followed the captian. He just survived his first fight and didn't want to die in his next. Maily he wanted to get some loot and rest. He filed in Behind Rude and John and began the trek to the mart.

"Captain, I think I need a new helmet, showing him the torn up helmet"...

Captain Smith looked back at Pvt. Kyle who seemed worried about the oncoming attack, "In this sector, you'll learn that alot of things dont make sense, like what were about to do", the captain looked at kyle's helmet, "You won't be getting a new one anytime soon, so either ditch it or keep it, I dont care".

Smith new that the oncoming battle was suicide with a fresh squad, but it had to be done. Just as long as the recruits listened to his commands, they would do fine, just like at the trench...

Kyle pulled out an old "Pirates" baseball cap and slipped it over his hair, which was longer then the normal miltitary cut.. It was a part of him and he felt much better with it on and it could block the sun helping him shoot better. Feeling better even without the metal around his head he left the helmet in the trench.

He saw the look on the captain's face, he knew that this could be a suicide mission for the new squad. Kyle did trust that Captain Smith, John and Rude with the rest squad could do all right if Smith was a good as Kyle thought he was.

"Hey tell Smith to hurry up! These motars are tearing this place apart." said Lt. Jack Gursky

Jack wore Enclave power armour Mk. III and a gray head wrap around his head. He had a rugged brown goatee and was about 6'0 and 150 pounds.
He had G3 Assult rifle and a lazer pistol.

OCC: I asked SideWynder and he said I coud be Lueient (SP)

Captain Smith and the squad continued on to the bowling alley, it was'nt really that far, not much of a surprise, but still captain smith was hoping for more of a walk. Smith looked back at his squad as they approached the the top of the small hill, that looked over the valley, where the Bowling Alley and Super Duper Mart, along with the town was located. "Ok boys, I want complete silence we'll meet Captain Cyris's squad in the parking lot over at the bowling alley, I want everyone to take defencive postions around the parking lot, stay low, and no noise!", the captain looked back forward motioning with his hand for them to follow...

Kyle dug in with Rude in the parking lot. They moved small amounts of cement and bricks into a car to make a bunker. They checked their fields of fire and Kyle pulled out a cigerette, he never had one but a man gave him one to calm his nerves.

He began to wait

OOC: I'll be back in 2 hours, just don't kill me.

Max followed at the back of the group, scanning the horrizon with his scope he saw no sign of hostillities...

The group neared, the two target buildings where now in sight...
Max scoured the buildings with his scoped weapon again,
"Sir are we treating everything as a hostile?"

He scanned again on a higher magnification,
"Sir they have dogs... Two men on the roof, One man smoking outside..."

Damn I could take his head off...
Standing still, one shot....
in the eye, straight into his brain...
If only he'd look at me..

"Sir do I engage?" with excitement in his voice Max asked another question.
"Shall I continue with you or move to set up a flanking possition?"

Rude smacked the last brick onto the cement. He really didn't like the idea of being anywhere near a car, because in the wasteland, an exploding car meant you weren't likely to survive if you were anywhere near one. A grim part of him didn't give much of a damn either way.

He looked over at Kyle who was smoking a cigarette. Cigars were more his style, maybe he'd have himself one if he managed to survive long enough to find one. Rude leaned down and picked up something. It was an Enclave helmet he had taken from one of the dead soldiers. He smacked the top of it and handed it to Kyle.

"The guy who lost this decided it was too uncomfortable to wear, and that's exactly why he doesn't need it anymore. He was standing next to me back at the trenches. It took me the whole walk here to finish whiping chunks of his brain and skull off of my armor. Take that silly looking hat off, and put the damn thing on."

That being said, Rude smiled, and checked his plasma rifle, silently hoping it wouldn't betray him like the last one did.

Max smiled at Rudes concern for Kyle, he knew It was becasue If kyle died Rude would have one less soldier covering his ass... But it was nice that already comeradary was being built between the men in the patrol unit...

Max had given up being enthusiastic, he knew by now the Captain still saw him as green... Green people dont make suggestions, they just follow orders...
Max had been watching the deffenders of the Super-Duper-Market whilst Rude and Kyle built the barricade...

"Hey, anyone else wanna take a peak at who is gonna be trying to kill us sooner or later?" Thrusting his laser rifle in the direction of the other troopers...
"You mess with the dials on the scope, ill have to re sight them using your ass as a signing target though..."

Captain Smith looked at Pvt. "Rude" and Kyle as they sat behind some cement blocks and a old car, he realized that kyle was smoking, he quickly threw a pebble at the Private's head, he motioned to the private to put the smoke out. The captain looked around checking the rest of the squad, Captain Smith looked at Pvt. Max who was scoping the area, "Negative, we hold our fire, no one fire unless told to...", smith looked at the others who were to far to hear him, he signalled with his hands not to fire, ", captain smith looked with his binoculars at the mortar team on the bowling ally's roof, on the roof there was a large cement slab, that protected some of the roof, "Do not engage...", the captain had a sturn tone in his voice, "Take up sniping postion along the wall of the Mart, stay low!", the captain crouched behind a metal sheet wall, that was obviously used for a spotting postion, Where the hell is Malik?...

Rude admired Max and the other snipers simply for what they were professional at. It took a lot of patience and skill during a more than hectic situation to do what they did. He also admired Captain Smith for keeping a cool head during recent events, and not getting them all killed.

He'd heard stories of entire platoons dying in an instant simply because their captain couldn't keep it together. Smith didn't seem the type to lose his cool. Neither did anyone else Rude was grouped up with. Well ... everyone that did lose their cool was already dead, anyway.

Rude had nothing to lose, but he cared enough for his new family that he'd do his best to make sure neither of them went before their time.

Although it was late, Max enthusiastically achnowledged Captain Smiths go ahead to take up a sniping possition.
"Yes sir, Ill set up possition and fire upon your mark or the beginuing of a conflict."

Max crouched down and began to move away from the group, after walking about 80 meters then dropped down prone and began to cover his body in sand.
Max then took aim on one of the men in Power armour and waited for the go ahaid from the Captain.

Whatever Captain Smith was waiting to happen, he wished it would come quickly... He currently had a man in power armour staring straight down the barrel of his laser rifle...

The day slowly passed as Captain Smith and his squad sat around quietly waiting for Captain Cyris and his squad to meet up with them. The captain looked down at his plasma rifle, carefully cleaning it, I missed this place, the captain looked up as the sound of the mortar team began firing the mortars, in the direction towards the road, the captain quickly looked around making sure that the squad was still in their postion, the sound of the mortar's erupted into the captains ears, he held his plasma rifle very close, as the sound of Brotherhood knights rushing up the road coming from the town...

OCC: This is the time to tell what your character is doing, before the battle.

Max had spent all day switching from target to target waiting for the sign to shoot...

He was quite upset when he had to switch from one of his targets...
The reason behind his disapointment was the target had been an unarmored raider, the raider had had a belt with 5 grenades on... He had played over several times in his mind what would have happened if he had been able to get a shot off on one of those grenades...
Aswell as this Max had also had a close encounter with a Radscorpion, whilst stalking targets killing wasteland pests without being discovered is almost impossible, lucky for Max the pesky insect had not tried to attack him.

Recently the town had become quite active;
The mortors had fired up and where now bombarding somewhere, most probably Hill Site 56 and a group of Power armoured soldiers where leaving the town...

Max took aim on the Man in power armour with the most "stripes" on his armour.
Aiming at their eyes on moving targets was alot harder as he had demonstrated earlier when he missed and lucky hit the neck...
Learning from this experiance Max took aim on the neck to begin with...

He was now very apprehensive waiting for the sign to open fire.

OOC
Sorry was signing some papers for a new house and buying a christmas tree -

-edited to explain my dissapearance sorry-

-Earlier that day-

Captain Cyris had moved out early with Lieutenant Jack Gursky and 4 others. After about a hour of travel the super duper mart was soon sighted. Malik crept forward and eyed the parkinglot.

They aren't here yet.

"Ok squad bunker down we move in 20 minutes..." Captain Cyris was on high alert peering from his place behind the building. A sudden bang made Malik's ears ring.. the whole world was ringing. Malik slammed his hands to his helmets, crap we've been ambushed.

Brotherhood soldiers started running everywhere firing into his squad.The radio man was the first one to be shot down.The other two went down under a frag grenade.Lieutenant Gursky took out two of them and turned toward his Captain. Three Brotherhood soldiers had Captain Cyris restrained. The Lieutenant shook his head and fell back into a building followed by three more soldiers. Malik screamed out throwing one BoS soldier to the ground and stomped on his exposed neck under his helmet crushing his wind pipe. One of the other soldiers threw him to the ground and ripped his helmet off. The other soldier struck him squarely on the back of the head. The small detachment pulled back leaving the dead Enclave soldiers to the carrion, dragging their captive back toward the Super Duper Mart. As the dust settled one enclave soldier peeked his head from a window tracking the path of the soldiers. Lieutenant Gursky decided he needed to reach Smith's squad.

Still holding their position Smith wondered where the hell Malik was.

"Sir you should see this! Check out the 2nd floor main office window" Max whispered to his Captain. Smith brought up his old binoculars and peered through the glare of the day. Two BoS soldiers were smacking around an Enclave soldier with his helmet off. Smith looked closer and saw the long black haired man spit blood back into the face of the Brotherhood fanatic. In the sun the scar on Captain Malik Cyris' face was clearly visible. A gun was drawn and shoved in the Captains face. He simply smiled at this and yelled something at the fanatic. The fanatic turned a dark shade of purple and looked ready to pull the trigger, when someone else entered the room and dragged the Captain deeper into the building.

Max knew this report of the captured soldier to the Captain would earn him kudos

Woopa, gonna get me a promotion sooner than I thought...
Now to prove myself on the killing fields...


Max made the 'Do-we-engage" hand signal when the Captain had finnished watching through his binoculars...
Now more itchy to blow one of the Power armoured soldiers head off than ever...

Smith placed his binoculars away motioning to the squad, to follow him- Kyle, Rude, and the rest followed Captain Smith to the doors of the building, they all had their weapons drawn and were pressed up agains the walls of the building, "Captain Cyris is in here, treat every person in here as a hostile, but watch your fire around each other, keep yourself's well spaced, I dont want any bunching together...", Captain Smith held his plasma rifle out in front of himself, as he kicked the door in. The rest of the squad followed in behind him as they checked the flanks, "Stay sharp, dont get to trigger happy, know let move!", the captain rushed up the stairs checking the spots as they moved up stairway, suddenly a rebel ran out from behind a wall, the captain fired three shots at the rebel who was wearing some kind of metal armor, luckly the man exsploded into green goo, "Everyone spread out, I want every inch of this building checked... Find Captain Cyris!", the captain along with Max, who would have done no good outside, began to clear the room that the rebel had ran out from, "Nothing, Lets keep searching", the two troopers moved on...