-=/-\=- Planets Surface - Forest -=/-\=- The four marines fell to the ground as the sounds came closer. Pateli and Jones Were both concealed partially behind a fallen tree trunk, while Richard and fabrini took cover next to a wide bush. Nearby the sounds of footsteps crackling on the leaves were accompanied by the intermittent chatter of the small Jem'Hadar squad that had been sent on patrol to find the defeated marines. The Jem'Hadar had no respect for the marines they were searching for. The humans had been defeated on the field of battle, but instead of fighting to the death like true soldiers they ran away. So the Jemmy's continued on, overly confident. Pateli noticed the dark figures through the trees first and signaled back with hand signals towards his comrades. Richard peaked his head over the bush and took a glance. He was able to count five bandits walking in a single file formation, but he was unable to tell what kind of weapons they carried. Though it looked like the one on point was carrying a standard issue federation phaser rifle. Richard signaled for the team to stay down, he figured that he had one of two options. Either stay hidden and let them walk on by which would mean that they would have to fight them again when the launched the assault on the facility for the second time, or neutralize the bandits now, risking more casualties. Glancing over at PFC Allen's dead body, It didn't take him long to decide. With a few hand signals he sent Pateli and Jones to sneak up behind the patrol and take out the Jemmy tail gunner, silently. A few seconds later they were moving out. Richard watched as the patrol came within about 4 meters of Richards position, then suddenly stopped. "Ahhhh", the lead bandit said turning back around. "I've got ta' piss". He said as he began to walk towards the bush Richard and Fabrini were seeking cover behind. "Damnit", one of the other Jemmy's spoke up, probably the senior officer", Hurry up you lazy sack a' dung". "yah Yah", the first jemmy replied waving his hands. Finally reaching the bush he whipped it out and began urinating. Little did he know two Starfleet Operators were crouching literally inches away. There were a lot of perks to being an SF Operator, girls, you get to blow stuff up, girls....but being pissed on by a 7 foot tall Jem'Hadar warrior was definitely not one of them. Richard gave a slight nod to Fabrini who reciprocated the glance and began pointing his rifle towards the rest of the group. Richard slowly twisted his rifle to his back and pulled out the knife from his boot. The Jem'Hadar piss dripping down from his helmet onto his face. Then with one swift movement Richard jumped up and slid his knife into the Jemmy's left lung. The Jemmy, too occupied with draining the main vein had little chance to react. And was barely able to let out a small grunt before Richard had pulled the knife out of his chest and re-inserted it into his throat. Richard managed to slice into four more vital organs with his blade before he grabbed and pulled him back behind the bush, nobody the wiser. Pateli and Jones had similar success and were able to kill the jem'Hadar tail gunner without anyone taking notice as well. "Hey", the patrols senior officer yelled out towards where his point man went to take a piss. "What the hell is taking you so long", he grunted then signaled for one of his other warriors to find out what happened. But the numbers were now in the Marines favor and Richard grabbed his rifle. He directed fabrini to take out the Senior officer while he aimed at the approaching Jemmy. He just hoped that Jones and Pateli were in position to take out the remaining Jemmy before he could react. As the Bandit walked closer Richard let off his shot, hitting the Jemmy square in the face, killing him instantly. Fabrini had also had a successful shot and killed the Jemmy senior officer with one shot as well. The remaining bandit was quickly taken out by Pateli and Jones. "Fuck", Richard spat as he wiped some of the pee from his face. It was now dripping down under his uniform. He helped Fabrini stand up and they both walked over to where Pateli and Jones were at. "Lets move", Richard barked, "pateli, your turn, get Allen", he added. A couple minutes later the five marines continued towards the way point, one injured, one KIA and one covered in Jem'Hadar piss. -=/-\=- End Log -=/-\=- 2nd Lieutenant Richard Cortez ODA Assistant Commander USS Chimera