[h2]Emmaline Muller[/h2]

Emmaline broke a sweat, and this time not from her suit.  With a glance down back at her lance sitting inside the APC, the young lady shifted in her seat for comfort, before pointing the machinegun down the tank's way.  As the gunner, she was supposed to be looking for soft targets...maybe?  If that was the case, they could be from anywhere, hiding in any part of the thick foliage.

[i]"Hey Sarge, it could be leftovers from when the Army and regular Militia was retreating. We didn't exactly have time to grab everything on the way out."[/i]

Who said that?  Regardless, while it did seem like a very possible event, but considering how quiet things were, and the fact that the outpost she had just visited prior was attacked, an ambush just felt about ready to spring out.  And if things had the risk of involving vehicular combat, shouldn't at least one of the lancers be out?

Well, then if she was out, the Sergeant would have to be the gunner.  Easy pickings for a sniper...or the tank that may have very well been commandeered by the enemy.

What to do, what to do...