[h3]Lilly's Post[/h3]
It's happening! Fire! FireFireFire! 

*Crack* *CrackCrackCrackCrack-PING!* 

The shrill sound of the clip ejecting signalled to Lilly that it was time to reload. She had hurriedly joined in on the torrent of bullets that was showering the tank and its escourt, firing wildly with little accuracy. Crouching as she reloaded (for the enemy squad was starting to fire back), she saw Private Glaive shooting at a couple of scouts that were trying to flank them. The rest of squad four must have been flanking around on either side. What should she do? She briefly thought about trying to shoot one of the shocktroopers behind the enemy tank - help keep Private Bons safe, but she immediatly discounted it. If he missed his first shot, he might already be out. That meant their team was the only one with a lance left! She had to keep Corporal Stichler safe. That meant ignoring the tank escourt for now. 

When she finished loading her rifle, Lilly scrambled as quickly as she could in her tired state. The scouts were in cover, and though the manuver she was doing terrified her, she knew that meant she had a chance to get to a new position. Crouching as she ran to a small grove of trees, she ducked behind a trunk and cautiously peered out to see if they had spotted her. 

...

They hadn't.

As Private Glaive traded shots with them, their attention was entirely focused on her group's lance position. That meant that she could do THIS! 

*CrackCrackCrack* *PingPingPing!* 

Taken by surprise, an approaching scout's role in the battle was quickly ended. The cover that had been protecting them from Glaive had limited effectivness from the side, and that meant several easy targets.

*CrackCrack-PING!*

By the time Lilly needed to reload, the other three scouts had gathered their senses enough to back off and started returning fire. A fourth man in the background opened up on her, showering her tree with bullets as Lilly dropped to the seated position, thoroughly supressed. That was a shocktrooper. She couldn't fight one of them head on, especially with the other scouts to support him! But if he got in close, their group would be toast...

Where could she go?! Could she flank around? If she-*RATTATATATA*

Her idea was quickly dropped after very nearly eating a half dozen bullets when she peaked around the tree. She was stuck here, but at least it was buying Stichler time. Sighing to herself, Lilly radioed Glaive and Stichler.

[b]"Private Glaive, Corporal Stichler... I am pinned down and a shock trooper is approaching you. Once the tank has been eliminated, you should make haste to the Sergeant and his machine gun. I will cover your retreat, as I am unable to move from my position."[/b] Even in the heat of battle, she maintained her overly formal way of speaking.

This turn of events disappointed her greatly. While what she did was correct in her eyes - she was buying her group valuable time and had even managed to eliminate an enemy - she was still doomed. She wasn't going to get out of this position 'alive', and the fact that she would not be able to do more saddened her. She quickly loaded her rifle and made ready for an opening when she would be able to attack again.

[h3]Evan's Post[/h3]
[b]"All Hell's breakin' loose down there, Darcsen. Think they'll be able to take out that tank?"[/b] Evan shifted as he observed the battle with Harald. Bons's shot had missed, but they still had the Corporal's lance to count on. If the Darcsen's plan failed here, they were going to be in a world of trouble. There wasn't much that he could do now, though. All he could do was watch and wait.