[b][i]Paradise 'Par' Rapids - Diver's Paradise[/i][/b]

"Hurrah!" Par said to himself as he brought down the enemy commander...only for the CMAS troops to keep moving anyway, towards the support columns of the underground settlement. That would not do. Rooftop-hopping to the next tall structure, a tannery that was close to the third support column (first and second were being guarded by Luke's brother-in-law and wife), Par then looked for any support, any knots of resistance.

He found it in several parties of Divers who had the same idea he did; to defend the third support column...but who were being cut off by CMAS fire teams! Par fired a few shots towards the enemies' way, trying to clear a path for his fellow Divers to make their way towards the column, as well as inconveinience the approaching enemy. But even if his shots hit, he would realize that with the enemy being able to act without any officers...sniping won't have any effect.

It was time to move up close. 

Climbing down to an alleyway, Par withdrew his Sniper Rifle, strapping it to his back, and drew his pistols, and drew his pistols. Moving in the general direction of the support column, trying to sneak past the CMAS troops and any Diver who might mistake him for one of them, Par began to sweat; he was not built for long-term physical exertion! Nevertheless, he pushed on; he was named after 'Diver's Paradise', after all.

Should he reach the support column, he would find what cover he can, such as a large rock or a stack of crates, and prepare for the onslaught...