[h1][center]PFC Colin Nelson[/center][/h1] Colin's world exploded, the fiery immolation and shudder of impact drove him into the ground a few feet away from where he had been standing not seconds earlier. He did his best to collect himself and follow Hunt and the rest into the building next to them. He gritted his teeth and let out a few yelps of pain. He nearly dropped his rifle, and needed to reload it. He began to do it methodically as the next events transpired. Colin gave Hunt an unsteady salute as the Corporal went out to grab the Tank crew. "[sub]Come on, come on, come on,[/sub]" he breathed, fumbling for the bullets as he reloaded his gun too slow for his liking. A sudden and swift cocking action, and grasping the handle of the weapon just in time. [i]Crack Crack[/i]. Two enemy soldiers that had been advancing upon the fallen tank were shot and killed.