Pale Rider wrote:"Lt. Vincent, Corporal Morrison the Sarge is down, something is attached to his helmet . . . ."
"Copy that Eagle." Morrison replied, forcing his voice to a steady calm over the comnet.
He turned around, facing the engine room, where shadowy figures where lit in the stroboscope flashes from guns firing. Time seemed to slow down for him, as if he was moving underwater.
In NCO-school, he was taught to act, doing something was always better then doing nothing, consequenses had to be dealt with later.
"Second squad! Listen up!" he roared in his best barracks-voice "we are going to get up to first squad! We're going to support them, and give us fire superiority. I want fire and movement! Standard zipper! Vaughaun! You're with me! Bojan, Pyro! You'll move on my clear!"
He then turned to jog towards the engineroom, but stopped for a second as he reached the LT, smacking her on the helmet with the palm of his glove as hard as he could, he clicked over to her frequency: "C'mon LT! Do your goddamn job!".
After a few meters, Morrison shouted "done!" on his squads frequency, turned and started shooting short, well-controlled bursts down the hallway, whilst he chimed in to the command frequence once again:
"Eagle! Report! Ten more seconds, and me and the boys will be with you."
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If we live that long." He thought.
(OOC: "Zipper" is the way squads move when they have to give themselves coverfire; fireteams or combatpairs divide up between their running and firing- so if Morrison starts, he'd stop, and take a knee after about 10-15 meters, during his run, Vauguan would have kept firing. When Morrison yells "done" Vaughuan starts running, and Morrison provides him with coverfire.)