Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
Dean wasn't as ready as he thought he was, he couldn't be less unprepared for the assault on Oman, besides his training and gear his mentality was all but fine.  The pelicans flew into the Oman atmosphere, it shook as it entered, around him was his squad, most young, fresh faced marines, he'd hate to see them die, making sure people don't die is his job.  A few minutes later and the door opened, thirteen men leaped into the flurry of neon plasma plants and gunshots, the first few teams experienced casualties, most dying, Richard Stock was the first back on the pelican, Dean being the one to pull him back, then after a long battle of attrition few more were killed and Jahana Chakarov was wounded, she was brought back to the pelican and then, just as fast as they arrived, the pelicans abandoned the marines to their deaths.
There were only five left, five marines left of squad sierra, however, the bodies of sergeant LaChance and lance corporal Will Pipes could not be found.  Privates Jahana Chakarov and Richard stock were the ones to leave, the only marines left were privates Daniel Mckenzie (wounded), Antonio Ciro, lance corporal Eechiro Takeda, corporal Zhou Xi and corpsman Dean Booker.  other squads had landed with them, one such belonging to the pathfinder Edward Harper, Dean made his way to them in order to treat any wounded marines.
[@Starlance]