-=/-\=- Outskirts of Eienhoften -=/-\=- "That's it", Cortez whispered to Jones who had taken a knee beside him, both of their eyes fixed on a small computer resting on a rock in front of them. On the screen was a real time visual of the einhoften facility, courtesy of a small unmanned aerial vehicle. Richard pressed his finger against the screen and watched as the picture zoomed in on one of the buildings. "That's gotta be where the friendlies are at", Richard whispered again. "How do you know", Jones asked. "That's where I'd keep em", Richard replied, "Its unobtrusive, small, and easily accessible. Besides, why else would there be two armed guards standing outside the door?" Jones nodded, "So that's our first objective then". "Yes, take your squad around the right side and get the friendlies out of there, then hump back towards the rally point. If everything goes to shit and we all die, at least they'll be safe", he said with a grin. "Aye", Jones grinned back. Suddenly a loud bang boomed from the compound followed by the sounds of phaser blasts and what sounded like grenades exploding. Richard quickly focused the UAV onto the disturbance and could see a fire fight taking place between Walsh's squad and a pack of Jemmy's. Whatever Walsh did, he sure got their attention as figures began emerging from buildings all over the compound. "OK", he said standing up, computer in hand, "That's our cue, get ready to move". He gave Jones a nod and he quickly moved out with five more operators tailing him. Glancing back down at the computer he could see Walsh's team already falling back, and disappearing into a thick of trees. The first few Jemmys to chase after them met a deadly surprise as another explosion tore into them and sent there body's flying like rag dolls meters into the air. Everything seemed to be going as planned because the cheap booby trap only worked to infuriate the Jem'Hadar even more and a large group began chasing after Walsh's squad. Richard then folded up the computer and handed it to the Intel specialist. Grabbing his rifle he gave it a quick check and took a deep breath. The adrenaline was already coursing through his body. Looking to his sides he saw that everyone was ready for the assault. "Pop the smoke", he ordered and a second later a half dozen smoke grenades flew into the clearing between the treeline that the marines were hiding in and the compound. And as quickly as they landed the small grenades began pouring out a thick white smoke, that was impossible to see through. Once the smoke had filled the area, Richard let out his warcry, the meanest and angriest scream that he could muster, and began charging into the smoke. The rest of the marines also let out there own screams and followed after the Lieutenant. The idea was to be loud, violent and extremely aggressive. Once Cortez hit the perimeter wall he immediately jumped over it and began looking for targets to shoot. He wasn't quite out of the smoke yet so visibility was still low. As he moved forward, rifle at the ready, he caught sight of his first bandit and opened fire. Richard let off two quick bursts from his rifle and hit the Jemmy dead on. As he fell to the ground a hail of phaser blasts began pouring into where Richard was standing. But the the rest of the team quickly returned fire and Richard took off like a bolt looking for cover next to the closest building. Most of the team made it over the wall and followed Richards lead. The ones that didn't were keeping the Jemmy's pinned down with a massive amount of firepower from the wall. Richard took a knee near the corner of the building and peaked his head around the side. In the distance was a group of three Jemmy's taking cover behind a shielded barricade. From behind the barricade one of the bandits was firing a Pulse Phaser Rifle. Laying down rapid fire towards the team, making it impossible for them to progress any further and keep moving. "Fabrini", Richard yelled over his shoulder, "You got your IsoDis, right". "You betcha", Fabrini said, carrying an Isomentric Disentigrator over his shoulder, basically a shoulder mounted rocket launcher. "Never leave home without it". "Alright take out those bandits, we'll cover you", Richard answered back. Fabrini quickly readied his weapon and on the count of three everyone who had a clear shot began laying down phaser fire towards the shielded barricade. Fabrini took off at a sprint and after about two meters dove to the ground, phaser blasts pounding the ground all around him. A half second later he had taken a knee, aimed the weapon and fired. The rocket hit the barricaded position perfectly, completely destroying the target, leaving only a small impact crater. Richard immediately turned the corner and began heading down the dirt road with a group of marines in tow. Another squad took off like demons across the open area and headed towards the opposite side of the street. As Richard reached the first building entrance he immediately took a knee as a group of marines busted open the door and began clearing it. Glancing over his shoulder he saw Sgt. Grimes, " I need you to move to the north of the street. Right to the north, right there.", Richard said pointing his finger. "Set up a base of fire". Grimes nodded his head and took off running with two marines following. Suddenly a group of Jemmy's appeared from behind one of the buildings and began charging towards Richards position, laying down wild phaser fire as they approached. The marines instinctively began firing back, managing to kill a couple before the rest were within a few feet. The team was now fighting hand to hand with a group of savage Jem'Hadar. One of the larger Jemmy's came charging at full speed and slammed his rifle like an axe towards Cortez's head, missing by inches. Cortez quickly rammed the butt of his rifle into the Jemmy's stomach, causing him to grunt, but not much more. The bandit quickly retalled by swinging his own weapon back around and into Richard's ribs. The pain was enormous and Richard barely managed to follow through with his next strike, slamming his rifle into the Jemmy's nose, splattering blood all over his face. The blow knocked the warrior back, stunning him for a second, in which Richard quickly let off two phaser blasts, sending him to the ground dead. To his side another Jemmy had managed to overcome one of his fellow marines and was beating his rifle into the fallen mans skull. Wincing as the pain in his side deepened, Richard opened fire into the bandit's side killing him as well. The group of Jemmy's died as quickly as they appeared and were now laying mangled all around the ground. Richard stepped back, his hands shaking from the amount of adrenaline pouring through his body. "Lieutenant", a voice came from behind him, "Jone's called in, his team has rescued the friendlies, they're on there way towards the extraction point as we speak". "Good", Richard managed to say, his hand clutched to his side. Up ahead more marines were already progressing through the compound, clearing buildings. "Lets keep moving", he grunted, and began heading up the street. -=/-\=- End Log -=/-\=- (OOC - Lynch, I figured you could be with Walsh's team, so feel free to log the diversion, plenty of explosions for you to play with. Kaitlin, I didn't mention you in the log either, but feel free to log on my team or Walsh's, I'm injured so give me some treatment if you want. ;-) ) 2nd Lt. Richard Cortez ODA XO USS CHimera