[h3] Lilly's Post [/h3]
Not wanting to waste any time (and risk getting any more drowsy than she already was), Lilly took off with her group, heading straight down the center before flanking off to the side. They had to slow their pace somewhat so that Corporal Stichler could keep up, and that resulted in them arriving later than they would have hoped to their position. As they continued circling around, Stichler's radio crackled to life, informing them of the Sergeant's position. Oh no... Lilly looked back and saw that they were almost directly ahead of the machine gun. They needed to keep moving further to the right. 

Suddenly, a rumble and the glint of shining metal caught Lilly's eye. [b]"t-Tank!"[/b] She shouted to the group as loudly as she dared, before dropping prone. The rest of the squad did the same, hoping to avoid the tank noticing them. 

... 

Had they been seen? 

...

A minute passed, and the tank made no sign of aiming at them or changing course. I suppose it didn't see us, Lilly thought to herself before whispering the all clear and beginning to crawl towards a small mound covered in long grass. It was not their planned or ideal position, but it was probably the the best place they could reach via method of stomach.

...

Actually, this position wasn't half bad. Lilly peered through the grass as she waited for the rest of the group to catch up, and saw that they actually had a clear line of fire on the tank. It was only a slightly elevated mound, but it would provide cover and the grass provided camouflage for them until they started shooting. As Glaive and Celeste caught up, the tank's escorts started coming into view. One... Two... Four... Five. Five infantry were escorting the tank directly. It looked like... Two scouts and three shocktroopers. Or maybe an engineer. Lilly couldn't quite identify the fifth one, due to the distance, but she could say for certain that at least half of squad six were in their sights. 

She relayed this information both to her partners and the Sergeant over the radio, before moving over to allow Celeste to get into position. Switching the safety off on her rifle, Lilly rubbed her eyes, yawned one last time and looked over at the group. [b]"Is everyone ready? It is time to act."[/b]
 
[h3] Evan's Post [/h3]
Evan followed Harald across the field, albeit at a much slower pace (the darcsen had to wait up a few times). Running across the battlefield was one thing, but trying to sneak an APC's machinegun into position without being noticed was another challenge altogether. This irritation only increased as the Sergeant apparently expected him to [i]crawl[/i] under the bushes with his machine gun. When they got to overgrown sections like that, he had to get Harald to bend some of the branches back for him so he could do some sort of awkward crouching shuffle through the brush.

When they eventually got to their spot, he dropped the crate of ammunition and slung the gun off his back, setting it up quickly and feeding it a belt of munition. Fortunately squad six didn't seem to have noticed their approach. [b]"Alright, Darcsen. She's good to go."[/b] Evan clapped Harald on the shoulder, before moving over to assist in feeding the belt once they started firing. Remembering what happened to their two scouts in the previous battle, he hoped the tank would be taken down before they needed to reveal their position.