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

Colin Nelson had survived thus far, and was fully intending to help everyone else do the same. He gave chase with the rest of the team, firing crackshots every now and then, shooting off limbs and heads with expert, if erratic precision. The young man fell in beside the rest of the team behind the Gallian Tank. He saw another private checking his ammo, and Crackshot did the same. He had gone through about a quarter of it, he would guess. Not so bad so far. His ears twitched at the sound of Corporal Hunt speaking. Colin almost felt a kinship with his superior officer now, having been taking out these Imps alongside him in a few short, albeit fierce minutes of combat. "So I just go up the middle once the plan is enacted with the rest?" 
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