“Roger, danger close,” Adrian echoed to the team around him as he observed the field with his rifle peeked out of cover. [i]Four for four and we have them surrounded. I’d better take Nawlin’s target, he needs to shoot at something closer to do any good.[/i] He had barely switched targets and taken a shot when Aidan let loose a barrage of rockets that arched their way into the field. “Friendly rockets, stand back!” he ordered, and spared a passing glance at the approaching ordnance before he pulled his rifle back into cover. The impact was nothing short of impressive and as the rockets exploded, the scattered metal and magazines from Adrian’s discarded containers began a much less visible, but equally potent chain reaction. Bits and pieces of 40mm and 20mm ammunition became heavy shrapnel that tore the heavy enemy GEAR to pieces, from the ground up, and shredded the left leg of another. As the encounter drew closer and closer to a visual conclusion, Adrian’s words gradually lost their kerning. “Confirmed det’nation on the heavy, he’s out! Three t’ go, keep workin’ ‘em.”

	 When Aidan retreated from the battle, Adrian quickly moved his GEAR over to take his departing teammate’s spot in the ring formation. “Sykes is breaking off. Nawlin, I’ll handle th’ sniper, you ‘n’ Kurai’ focus th’ normals—we’ll keep ‘em in our crossfire, got it?” From his new position, a clear shot across the field to the enemy sharpshooter, still reeling from the damage it had receive during its engagement with Nawlin and the area strike that had just passed, opened up before his eyes as he adjusted his rifle’s scope. “Get moving!” he called as he laid into the distant GEAR with his heavy rifle.