[h1][center]PFC Colin Nelson[/center][/h1] 

He moved like a machine, letting off one shot after another, ducking down every shot or two. Bullets flew passed him, and before he knew it, every Imperial was dead. More than a few were from his own rifle, and not for the first time was he a bit perturbed at how easy it was for him to gun someone down. Colins chuckled uneasily at the realization that everything seemed to be going smoothly at the moment. 

Corporal Hunt tapped his shoulder and told him to follow him to the first floor, and Collins nodded quickly, watching his comrade's flank as they descended and moved forward. He hadn't felt this accomplished in months. The orders to clear the forward barricades were welcomes ones at that. He reloaded as they moved out of the building, hefting his rifle and readying his next shot. 
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