USCMRPG

Dugan could see the obvious pain Bojan was in and motioned to Bren to waste the animal.

He then slung his Flame Unit down and drew his VP70 and took aim at the dog. "I have the dog in my sights if you want me to take the shot?"

"Not me, I just have my basic training skills. Has anyone bought along an M42 rifle, or we gonna have to make the shot with a Pulse Rifle, with no sight and mist causing visibilty problems, could prove a tricky shot". Dugan glanced at the other soldiers uniforms and didn't notice any badge that woul...

Dugan moved up, sweeping his eyes over the left flank, even through his IR eye piece the mist was causing visibility problems. He motioned to Pfc McKenzie to watch the right flank.

I'm going to pull down my helmet's IR eye piece and scan the horizon for anything unusual.

"Bojan, Steel what are your orders?"

I'll crouch down with my Flame Unit in a firing stance while waiting for their reply.

Dugan did one last check over his equipment, making sure the M240 Flame Thrower fuel cannister was seated properly, he also had a spare cannister stashed in his backpack. (O.O.C will we be taking our backpacks with us?) He'd heard stories about how the old M238 flame throwers cannisters were suscept...

Dugan looks down at the cigarette butt at his feet and looks at his Squad leader "Those things will kill you Sir", he says grinning. O.O.C I've taken a load out of 6 M40 HE (4 loaded already), 2 M71A1 Starshell, M60 White Phosphorous and 2 HEAP grenades. Rednus do you want anyone in our squad to car...

"OK Ma'am, thanks for your answers"

OOC: The Harness that the Marines wear can fit 8 grenades, plus you can have four rounds in the magazine.

"Yes Lieutenant I have a few questions, are the pirates likely to have any vehicles? As we may need to break out some heavy weaponary to deal with the threat. Also are we intending to stay planetside overnight, as we may need some extreme cold weather equipment?" Dugan didn't like the idea of -30 de...

"Nice to meet you Jim, what or who is Betsy?"

Dugan says with a puzzled look on his face, while offering out his hand to shake.

Dugan made his way over to his squad leader and saluted him, "Private. Simovic, sir your Sergeant speaks highly of you, and I hope to be able to serve your squad well".

"In the Marines, no Sergeant. However back home it was little different, sometimes conflict is unavoidable". Dugan's words made him think of many times out on the streets of Harlem, even being a devout Christian he had learned never to give an inch to the street thrash and had often had to violently...

Dugan woke up with a cold sweat opened his eyes and looked around. He noted he was the last to rise from the cryopods, not surprising as it'd been his first journey in one barring the simulations at boot camp, which could never re-create the real sensation. He kissed the cheap silver cross that hung...