USCMRPG

What Morrison heard over the radio made his stomach turn into a small, tight, knot. The others where getting their asses handed to them down there, and he couldn't do shit about it. Or could he? Grabbing the Mic, he flicked the setting to the channel of the dropship. "Get them some fuckin coverfire ...

"Get ready people five minutes" Sticking a finger into his mouth, fishing out the dip (quiet an accomplishment in the rocky dropship) and throwing it on the floor between his feet, Morrison panned his head left and right, looking at the men in his squad. "Time to get moto" , he thought. "Listen up ...

"...Just remember that minuteman and the USCM are right behind you... -about 400 miles behind you, in orbit." You could cut the cynicysm with a knife. "As usual, then?" Morrison answered with a wolfish grin. Religious nut? he thought as he threw a glance at the big, overly tattoed lug that was to h...

...He then moved over to Morrison for more information... Morrison was sitting on his helmet, hands nervously running over all the equipment. Ammo, check. First Aid, check. Weapon- locked and loaded. Radio- batteries show 100%... Explosives, detcord, check. Hope those buckshot rounds will do the tr...

... Then I would like to request that we leave the support weapons in the dropships, we wont get much use for them if we can manouver... "Copy that." Morrison said to Caden with a nod. He then turned to look at the big supportgunner with the hint of a frown; "That's a negative, Private. I'd feel na...

"...I leave the platoon loadout to you, no restrictions on that part... Looking up from his datapad, L.Cpl Morrison turned to Sgt. Caden, "Hey, sarge- this blueprint is... crappy, to say the least. Get me some explosives, and drop Gagarin and me off at the roof- we can take out that antenna, and bl...

...and then looked for more questions.... Raising his right hand, L.Cpl Morrison spoke: "Sir! Do we have an estimate of the number of opponents? And will we have any kind of backup with a perimeter or such?" Cause I'd really just fuckin' hate having to chase someone down in central NY... But this l...