-=/-\=- USS Chimera - Holodeck - Training Simulation -=/-\=- Not about to sit this one out, Cortez grabbed a Klingon disruptor and followed Gold team up the middle. He had been well trained on how to use all types of alien and unconventional weapons back at basic, but it had been a while since then and he was mentally trying to remember everything he had learned. The light fog worked well to mask the squads approach and they quickly took advantage of it by running forward to a rather large crater near the center of the field. So far they hadn't received any resistance from the base up ahead, either they had managed to get this far without being seen or the defenders were waiting for them. Cortez directed the team to spread out along the crater and form a firing line. He watched as the squad did as they were told then did the same. Diving down onto the dirt he lay in a prone unsupported position and shifted his elbows so that his rifle could be held steady in front of him. "Suppressive fire", Cortez said still looking forward, "Lets get there attention." He said pulling the trigger on his weapon signaling for the rest of the team to do the same. Suddenly a hail of phaser fire started emanating from the base towards the teams position. Although the defenders didn't have any heavy weaponry, like gun turrets, they did have the clear advantage of an elevated position with a four foot wall for cover. However they weren't crack shots like the ODA, nor were they very well trained in combat tactics. "These guys couldn't hit a cow from 2 meters", Joked Jones who in his confidence sat up in a crouched position and began firing, exposing nearly his entire body "Get your ass down", Cortez yelled back at Jones as he rolled over to his side and aimed his weapon at a small figure about 150 yards away. Breathing in slightly he pulled the trigger and sent a single shot downrange hitting the man in the right shoulder sending him to the ground. "Damn", Cortez said to himself. He was aiming for the head. Just then Lynch's team attacked from the right, the defenders were clearly unprepared for the flanking measure and seemed more confused than anything else. Scurrying back a few feet Cortez quickly reloaded his weapon. Standing up Cortez yelled towards the team, "Lets move out", he said as he started to sprint down the field, "Take the wall!". -=/-\=- End Log -=/-\=- 2nd Lieutenant Richard Cortez ODA Assistant Commander USS Chimera - A