[center][h1][color=00aeef]CeCe[/color][/h1][/center] [hider=Squad Last Down] [u][b]Defenders[/b][/u] [s]Field Commander - [i][color=f26522]Salem[/color][/i][/s] [color=9e0b0f][b]KIA[/b][/color] Excecutive Commander - [i][color=a187be]Aether[/color][/i] - [i]Location[/i]: Midgard Bridge / *'The Junk.' [i]Injuries[/i]: GSW left thigh, minor bruising. [s]Trooper - [i][color=00a651]Behemoth[/color][/i][/s] [color=9e0b0f][b]KIA[/b][/color] Sniper - [i][color=0072bc]Calibre[/color][/i] [i]- Location[/i]: Highway / **'The Prize.' [i]Injuries[/i]: blunt force trauma right arm from wrist to shoulder, minor bruising. [s]Driver - [i][color=fff79a]Daemon[/color][/i][/s] [color=9e0b0f][b]KIA[/b][/color] [u][b]Consultants[/b][/u] Engineer Chief Sato - [i]- Location[/i]: Midgard Bridge / 'The Junk.' [i]Injuries[/i]: None. [url=https://image.ibb.co/fFdE87/CC_small.jpg]Security Chief Lapin (Bunny)[/url] [i]- Location[/i]: Highway / 'The Prize.' [i]Injuries[/i]: None. Liaison Officer [color=c4df9b]Xavier[/color] [i]- Location[/i]: Highway / 'The Prize.' [i]Injuries[/i] - None. [center]~~~[/center] [i][b]Rescued[/b][/i] Pilot Chevalier Lapin - [i][color=00a99d]Thor[/color][/i]- [i]Location[/i]: Midgard Bridge / 'The Junk.' [i]Injuries[/i]: broken left tibia, possible hip fracture, possible internal bleeding, major bruising. [color=f6989d]Capt. Alina Reid[/color]- [i]Location[/i]: Midgard Bridge / 'The Junk.' [i]Injuries[/i]: head trauma, possible concussion, minor bruising [center]~~~[/center] [i]*'The Junk' [/i]- the missing components needed to launch the Endeavour-6. Called 'Junk' due to the squad dressing up as scavengers while in the field. [i]**'The Prize'[/i] - the walking tank. 'Prize' is scavenger slang for a fully operational and complete piece of tech. [/hider] There was no movement save for the fella looking gain entry to 'the Prize.' Oh hell no. CeCe was not having any of that. They had flashed their 'friendly' sequence twice with no response. And now this guy was looking to fire up that 'tank' and walk away with what they had come back for? Two newfish had lost their lives for 'the Prize' and no way they would let this slip between their fingers. [color=00aeef]"X, 'member what I said about the plan?" [/color]barked out CeCe as she readied her assault rifle. [color=c4df9b]"Shoot anyone that's not Last Down."[/color] [color=00aeef]"Excecute the plan, mister."[/color] [color=c4df9b]"Big A-firmative, Bunny--"[/color] Cal leapt in front of the both of them and hand-signalled like crazy. [color=c4df9b]"What's he sayin'?"[/color] [color=00aeef]"[i]'Stand down. One of us. T-R-O-L-L-I-E-D-O-L-L-I-E.'[/i] Trolley? Dollie? The actual eff, Cal?! What doll?! OH! Ohhhhhh! Hold fire, X, that's [i]Troll...![/i] He made it...! Hell yeah! Aeth, come in. Movin' in to secure 'the Prize--"[/color] [color=c4df9b][i]"Trollie-Dollie?[/i] Is that some kinda' joke?"[/color] asked Xavier as he lowered his side-arm. Calibre just shrugged. [color=a187be]"Wellll, [i]I[/i] think it's funny..."[/color] giggled Aether over comms, [color=a187be]"Okay, Trollie-Dollie? Ya gots your ears on, mista? Good. We gunna get you free from that flatbed. My people: Cal, my blondie and X are gunna secure the perimetre, unstrap you and let's try to get that firepower back here near the bridge, right? Alright. [/color] [color=a187be]"Troll-Doll, we gunna' let you in on some intel. We gots some big mutha' F5 helo on its way. I managed to convince the SliverBacks to do a pickup in the open at our twenty. No time to hitch up 'the Junk.' All or nothin' people.[/color] [color=a187be]"So stop playing your name games and get yer asses on over here, ya reads me? Helos in the open are nice big flying targets for the NO to go after. So yeah, needs all the cavalry we can get. And what I mean by that is: I hope, SOMEONE over there knows how to fire up that walking home-wrecker and knows how to make it hail some big-calibre-kinda' fire.[/color] [color=a187be]"Oh, don't forget to cannibalize and collect. And if you gots jerry cans, take that fuel. We need all we can get. Once the Silvers and their F5 Helicopter take 'the Junk,' we on our own time to get back to HQ and transports here are pretty much black.[/color] [color=a187be]"Alright, ain't nuttin' to do but to do it. Get movin' and play nice with each other, babies. Aether out..."[/color] [center]~~~[/center] The three began to move out to secure the location, Cal and CeCe went over the wreckage, confirming kills, looking for hidden baddies and assessing stock and salvageables. Xavier stood on top of their vehicle and played lookout. [color=00aeef]"Goddam, Cal..."[/color] said CeCe quietly to her silent companion as she rolled the corpse back to its facedown pose, [color=00aeef]"this guy is legit. Look at the wound points and breaks. Small, powerful, efficient. How may times you think this Troll got hit...?"[/color] Cal hand-signalled a response and CeCe chuckled softly. [color=00aeef]"Yeah, bruh. Me too. Here's hoping he's gunna stay on our side..."[/color] They moved on to inspect the wreck and Cal shook his head as he patted the dead man's shoulder. [color=00aeef]"Aeth. Looks like we got confirmation on [i]Charming[/i]. GSWs and killed in the crash, boss-lady--"[/color] [color=c4df9b]"[i]Cal! Bunny![/i] Movement at your... 2 o'-- no 10? [i]Wait[/i], he's at--"[/color] Two shots rang out as Cal eliminated the lone survivor while X stammered. [color=00aeef][i]"Clear."[/i][/color] said CeCe. She looked up at the ex-Spetsnaz Operative and waved. She then proceeded to climb the flatbed trailer and inspect the tie-downs. CeCe then motioned for Cal to hop aboard too. [color=00aeef]"Give him your eyes and some iron, Cal,"[/color] she patted the man beside her then looked upward. A tight salute she gave and hollered up to Troll,[color=00aeef] " I'm [i]Bunny[/i]. That's [i]Calibre[/i]. Nice to meetcha' Mr. Troll. Sorry about your partner; Charming, but still good to see a friendly out here. Now, catch!"[/color] Cal gave up a friendly wave before lobbing up his binoculars. After Troll caught them, he lobbed up his assault rifle. [color=00aeef]"Alright, Mr. Troll. We gunna get you on guard duty while we untie your 'walker..."[/color] she motioned over at X, [color=00aeef]"hey, bruh, let's go. Cut those tiedowns, me n' Cal will take care of the chains."[/color] X nodded and hustled his frame on over. CeCe could not help but smile like some kind of proud mama. This guy went from sweaty, babbling, cry-baby-suit civillian to sweaty, badass redheaded soldier in less than a day. [color=c4df9b]"[i]Daaaaaamn[/i]... did you kill all these guys? Ugh. That guys head's not on right. Soooo.... What are you...? Like some kinda' black-ops, martial arts, master ninja, Troll? [i]Daaaaammmmnnn[/i]... what a mess...!"[/color] Well, maybe they needed to help him turn up the 'badass' a bit more. [color=00aeef]"Okay... what I think you meant to say was: [i]'Hello, my name is Xavier, but you can call me [i]X.[/i] Nice to meetcha...'"[/i] [/color] X gave up a sheepish couple of nods. CeCe patted X's shoulder and shook her head as she smiled. Cal just shrugged. [color=c4df9b]"Yeah. Hey, Troll. I'm [i]X.[/i] And I kick grenades..."[/color] CeCe burst out laughing while Calibre's shoulders rumbled up and down in his strange 'whispery-exhaling' laughter. [color=a187be]"You like moonlit strolls on the beach too? Hey, you know I can hear you guys, right...?! So still gunna flirt with Troll, X? Or like you guys gunna' actually get to work over there...? It's not like we have a mission to complete or anything... C'mon now! [i]Un-ass and unload! Hear me?[/i] Ughs... [i]babies...[/i]"[/color] [color=00aeef]"Wah, boss-lady. 5-by-5. We're on it..."[/color] [center]~~~[/center] As they worked on cutting the walking tank loose, a small, silvery, metal flying object hurtled towards them from the direction of the town.