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Rath groaned in pain, his body had gone mostly limp in the cockpit of his TSF. The exterior display flicked on and off at irregular intervals, but he didn't need to see it anymore. The destroyed TSFs of his comrades was burned into his memory...although not for much longer if the blood covering him indicated. This time....this time he would joining his team...whether in heaven or hell he didn't know. Countless bodies of BETA covered the ground around them, to the point they were almost buried by it all. They made it all the way to the hive but...it was too much. Incredible heroics could only carry one so far it seemed.

A blip appeared on his map [color=crimson]"Ah...must be the strike team..."[/color] A violent cough brought up more blood. If god was still watching, he prayed that for once he would watch over them. Mustering what strength he had left, he zoomed in on the incoming TSFs. A weak smile brought to bear on his lips as the spotted a F-15E Strike Eagle in the formation, its number the same as hers. Slowly, he opened up the comms.

[color=crimson]"H-hey kid..."[/color] He opened up with, struggling to stay awake.

It took only a moment to get a reply [color=00aeef]"Rath?!? I thought everyone was gone...Where are you?!?"[/color] Haley nearly screamed in his ear with her loud mouth.

Rath took a deep breath, well as deep as he could get at this point [color=crimson]"Listen. Keep your-"[/color] He coughed hard again [color=crimson]"Keep your head in there, alright?"[/color] 

[color=00aeef]"I will! But stay on the line, I will come get you! I will-"[/color] She didn't get a chance to finish before Rath interjected.

Lauhging hurt, but he did so anyways [color=crimson]"No you won't...You got mission to do. Stay alive for us....okay?"[/color]

[color=00aeef]"Stay with me, Rath! You bastard! Stay wit-"[/color] Rath shut down his communications with the last of his strength. 

Haley must have gotten the message because she kept in formation, probably crying in her cockpit right now. Rath rested his head all the way back against the hard seat [color=crimson]"Not much longer now..."[/color] He said out loud, watching the viewscreen until the last moment when Haley's squadron disappeared out of his visible range. [color=crimson]"All..up...to you. Don't...be...a..hot-head..no-"[/color] He breathed out the last words as his body full slumped, the last vestiges of his life gone. 

At the cost of many lives, Victory had been won in Europe largely in thanks to the daring efforts of the 231st Armored Battalion otherwise known as the "Grey Wolves". The hive was destroyed marking the first major victory in Humanity's war against the BETA. In the coming five years, Humanity would proceed to evict the invaders who once nearly destroyed all life on the Planet. A large monument was dedicated to the 231st in the now reclaimed territory of France, to honor the heroes who gave Humanity their first fighting chance. 

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[color=00746b]"Major Anders? The rest of your squadron is waiting on the spacecraft for you."[/color] It was the voice of a young, male pilot. She slowly turned around with a gentle smile on her lips [color=00aeef]"My apologies, I was just visiting some old companions. I will head there immediately. For them, for humanity...let's take back Mars."[/color] She said proudly as she walked towards the vehicle waiting for her, leaving the graves of the 231st behind. 

(A tribute to a great RP, gone before its time...)