Esailia cursed quietly to herself as she got up. This wasn't going as she wanted to. First the three bandits on the bridge, crewmembers not knowing how to handle guns, being ambushed on the way out the door, and now this new information about hostages. The feline captain was in the middle of flipping her PADD out when Naida ducked back inside the crawler a second before a barrage of gunfire hit the walls. "They got a 50 cal out there, Captain. I can't deal with that nest with my minigun alone."

Glancing to Nathanial real quick, Esailia barked "Get back to the bridge, get any 'nades left on the dead, and get back here quick." As the tiger took off, she turned her attention to Cynthia "I can't think about hostages when we can't even get out the door. And if we don't have GEAR backup, it means they've been engaged by things far worse than foot bandits. FIRESQUAD" She tuned to the ATCV's radio along with Nathanial and Naida's comms, while also making sure Luke was paying attention as well "Going to try a bash and dash. We're fixing to throw grenades at the gun nest, when you hear the explosions Edward, run their asses over and get on the vulc for covering fire. We'll get the civvies into the back and Naida will take over the gun. We take off, and offer hit'n'run with the vulc if needed for the GEARs. I'll report to CO about the hostages and meet-up during this."

Just as Esailia was finishing, Nathanial returned, holding two frags and a flash bang. "Guess they didn't think it a good idea to flash themselves, or were undertrained." He quipped, before rushing to the door. In the ATCV, Edward kicked the vehicle into a higher gear. "ETA 30 seconds!" Naida had been holding position beside the door, and caught one of the grenades Nathanial tossed at her. "This is one way to make an exit." She muttered to Nathanial. Esailia motioned the civvies to their feet, and spoke to Luke "Bring up the read, my squad will be busy making sure we aren't shot on the flanks. I need you to keep everyone moving fast. This isn't training. You get shot, there isn't a time out."

"Everyone ready?" She asked over the comm, turning towards the door.
"Affirmative!" Came the three other voices of the fire squad in unison.
"Throw'em!" The grenades were thrown, and Edward crested a small hill behind the gun nest...