[center][h2]PFC James Hunt|Le Haye Sainte[/h2][/center]

James didn't waste time following the Sergeant from behind the wall into the farmhouse, though his cheek had a new cut on it and his arm as well. Still, he was fortunate it wasn't worse. Sliding into the doorway, he popped out and fired off a quick series of shots towards the MG nest, making the guy who'd been manning it duck in cover long enough for the rest of the squad to make it in. The wall had been getting a little dangerous anyways, with most of the Imps already zeroing in on where they were hiding behind it and that just wasn't safe for them. Once the last person was in, he stepped back to reload in time to hear the order to spread out.

"Copy that, Sarge." Heading upstairs, James finds a good window with a decent vantage point and good cover and starts making more aimed shots, trying to take out the more immediate threats and worrying less about the small groups of Imps running around and not firing. They weren't likely to be an immediate threat any time soon. "But then again..." He shifts again and starts firing on the men further back trying to reinforce the buildings the Imps were in and soon there was less foot traffic. "That's how we want it."