USCMRPG

Private Carlson shot a sidelong glance at Doc as they rejoined the others. "Why did you ask me my name? You think I'm crazy or something?" His brows were furrowed behind the glass of his helmet. He almost walked into Oliver Grisham, who put out a hand reflexively. "Get the fuck off me!" growled Carl...

Dwight Carlson was panting and starting to hyperventilate. He wanted a cigarette and he wanted out of this coffin. He couldn't stand the feeling of being trapped in a metal box that was the shape of his body. "I can't... I can't..." he panted to himself, whimpering in distress. He pulled the lock me...

Private Carlson began to shift uncomfortably in his suit. A bead of sweat ran down his face as he felt the urge to smoke a cigarette.

"Anybody else feeling a bit... nervous?"
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"Understood, Staff Sarn't. We won't get anywhere near 'em," replied PFC McMagnus.

Private Vasilev was shaking visibly and Sokolova saw him drop the sniper rifle. He was panting hard and covering his eyes, having some kind of a panic attack. It was clear that he would be of no use for some time. If anyone was going to use the sniper rifle, she would have to do it herself. <Tag Sok...

Private Johann Funker took steady aim on the right hand centipede. He tried to regulate his breathing and stay calm with the rattling of gunfire in his ears. "Copy that, Sarge. I got the right-hand centipede in my sights."
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Private Fernsby prepared to fire the HIMAT again. He pulled out another missile and slammed it into the tube. "Fire when ready," he said to Davros beside him. He no longer noticed the rain or the water in his boots. He was wholly intent on the action in front of him and he knew all too well that a f...

Davros made sure his infrared eye piece was on and functioning. He gave a two finger salute as he picked up the M112 HIMAT parts. He whispered quietly "I pick things up I put them down." He took note of where Sokolova and Vasilev were going thinking of sniping from. He mumbled about how he liked ag...

Dizzy's co-pilot was reviewing the schematics of the space station. "Devil Dawgs, this is Crazyhorse Bravo. There should be another path to the hangar from where you are. If you can get out on top of the elevator, try to open one of the doors. You need to proceed down hallway Charlie Two or Charlie ...

"Looks like part of the ship's hull, Sergeant," replied Private Austin.

Corporal Linda Greer – Spotter "Greer and Pushkin locate a cave for us to set up shop!" "Affirmative, Gunny" ... she replied using the unit's mic and changed the direction of her sight, adjusting the binoculars, searching the area near Screaming Eagle for some kind of cave Sergeant Mark Cano - Snipe...

Corporal Linda Greer – Spotter Linda Greer watched the scene unfold through her binoculars. “Cano, are you seeing this?” she whispered into her mic. She watched as two of the black-ops mercenaries pushed a handcuffed Asian man toward the laser-cage. A small opening appeared in the laser-cage and the...

Sergeant Mark Cano Sergeant Cano clung to the handles of his drop-pod as it descended through the atmosphere. Once it hit the ground, he activated the door release. It resisted the pressure, but he managed to climb out through the open crack. No wonder, it was about two-feet deep in snow. Cano quic...