Oswald Connolly- Convoy Escort

As the bullets started flying towards the [i]Unsubtle[/i], Oswald angrily turned to their attackers, who he noticed were wearing a...similar uniform. A Schnee uniform, much like the ones the truck drivers were wearing. 

Then everything made sense. The fallen crystal, Marcus's report that the bugs had done it, the disappearing convoys, the fortified camp. Of course, since they were prepared for a fight with other people, they'd come to a faulty conclusion about an ambush. But this wasn't an ambush-it was a funnel for a bunch of dumb bugs. 

Ducking behind the turret, Oswald banged his sword against the hatch and started screaming as loudly as he could. "MARCUS, IT'S THEM! IT'S THE TRUCK DRIVERS! THEY WERE ATTACKED BY THE BUGS, NOT OTHER PEOPLE! THE DAMAGE WAS FROM THEM FIGHTING THE BUGS! THERE'S NO JAMMER, IT'S THE BUGS! IT'S THE BUGS, THEY WANT THE DUST OR SOMETHING!" Each round fired between the groups was another chance that somebody died, that time would be wasted. 

Looking back to make sure the trucks were getting away, Oswald nearly dropped his sword. Bugs. [b]Millions[/b] of bugs, crawling towards the trucks. "MARCUS, YOU HAVE TO GO BACK! TAKE AURELLIUS AND GO BACK! DIAMOND AND I WILL WORK THIS OUT, JUST GO DAMMIT! I CAN'T HELP THEM, BUT YOU TWO! YOU CAN DO THIS!" 

Jumping off the tank, Oswald ran in front of the main gun, waving his arms and pointing back to the trucks, just to be sure Marcus got the message. As the bullets kept flying around, Oswald sheathed his sword and ran towards the camp, waving his arms frantically, while keeping his Aura up and strong to protect him from incoming fire. "EVERYBODY STOP SHOOTING! WE'RE HERE TO HELP!"