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[color=9e0b0f]You... You useless bastard! Darcsen or not a foot would have been up his ass if he wasn't his superior! Dammit!

There was an opprotunitity for a small flank team. Jean had the proper ranks to divide the squad and with street crawlers like Franz and Ines they could have survived on their own. And more than Jean he felt he knew more. Who had studied the empire? Who adored them? Who was the one that even knew who Green Fox was while these pathetic bastards pushed ever so slowly worrying for their damned lives in the urban area? This was ideal for war, but here their precious leader was proving to be nothing more than a puppet unwilling to do anything but play this as safe as possible! At this rate he would get them surrounded and killed!
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[color=ed1c24]No- No Franz wait...[/color]

While he was certainly confident in his own ability Franz at least understood that this was about the whole of the group. Maybe Jean thought he was stupid enough to charge it from the front or without getting some kind of vantage point. To assume that of Franz, at least, would be wrong. After all, you didn't survive and escape professionals without understanding you don't charge the wave of guns aiming at you. They would have had to move fast and repositioned but what was new? Well, a machine gun he supposed. Although Franz was more than willing to simply ignore that call he had to remember that there was more to the squad. In that brief moment he remembered what all the rest of the squad was made of.

Franz took great displeasure in the truth of the situation. They would have to endure the armored car. That was just it. With it out of the way they could have moved around easier but within the building they still had a lot of ground to work with. The machine gun wouldn't be able to track them unless they allowed it to and even then shooting while progressing further up from the ground level was going to be easily a losing proposition as long as they kept out of its range and sight. At least he would be going with Ine-

"-go with Luke"

[color=9e0b0f]You've got to be fucking kidding.[/color]

[color=#0f5397]"Come on, Swine, with me!" [/color] Franz ordered to Luke, busting through the center and blasting an imperial in hiding, feeling the bullet whizz by his head after leaning just out of its range. Pushing down those thoughts of his own demise he felt the beast within trigger from the near death experience, blood filling his eyes as he vaulted over a table and slammed it down into a covering position. With that he vaulted over the counter and landed on top of an Imperial hiding behind it. The larger man would dive onto Franz, diving his knife right in front of his neck.

If Luke helped that would save him the trouble, but if not he would simply reverse the stab and kick the man off, stabbing him in the neck for his troubles and adding a shot to his heart to end the misery. Standing up he would rush to the next room with a kick with gun raised as he kicked over a table and took cover. "Luke! To the left!"

Franz took aim at one at back of that room, noticing the man by the window to be a shocktrooper and grabbing Luke to pull him down before the hail of bullets rained upon them. Crawling on the floor behind the table he peaked out and fired a shot, missing the first and rolling back to avoid rifle fire. [color=#0f5397]"Alright, that's it!"[/color] Crouching up he used the splintering table as a bipod as he took in a deep breath and rattled the bones of the shocktrooper in the back, acknowledging it briefly before snapping attention to the scout and firing one into his chest.

From Franz's count there were still four on the left and two heading right from the back laying down suppression fire as they moved. He would help Luke by covering for him. Briefly before laying down to reload. [color=#0f5397]"Got some Imps on the left!"[/color] Still, this wouldn't last. At the rate those imperials were charging them they would be dead by the next minute. Time to get risky.

He ran out of cover as soon as he heard the firing slow down on Luke's side and kept low as he hip fired at the charging soldiers to get them to stop. It was risky as hell to do it to the shock trooper and rifleman, but there wasn't any time to consider it as he got the rifleman to back off for a moment. With bayonet attached he smacked the shock trooper's gun down and brought his gun up with a charge, tossing his opponent against the wall with an abrupt stop. He fell to a knee and threw his spare knife into the rifleman's chest, watching the man shout in pain and aiming his rifle at the vulnerable man before rolling back at the incoming cover fire. Worst yet the shock trooper was back up and spraying at him while he scrambled for the wall.

It worked at least, they weren't being pressured on all sides with their attentions evenly split between Luke and Franz. He kept moving, nearly being stabbed by an Imperial tending to himself before getting a stock to the mouth. Franz used the man as a shield sticking close to the ground with gun pointed right at the shock-trooper. [color=#0f5397]"Put the gun down! Put it down right fucking n- shit!"[/color] He took a deep breath as the shock trooper charged him and fired above his head in an attempt to scare him. It took just a millisecond more to get Franz to exhale with a shot to the chest. Watching the soldier fall he turned his attention to the rifleman pushing toward him with the other rifleman from Luke's end joining him for a pincer.

He breathed steadily, standing with the wounded man in one arm and his gun aiming at the closest one to his right. [color=#0f5397]"Put it down! Do you hear me? Another step and I'm sending you to your mother in a coffin!"[/color]

"You heard him! Put it down!" The one on the left at least seemed to cooperate, moving down to  put his gun down before throwing the knife Franz had planted into him at Franz's foot which distracted him long enough to get slammed off. Once more he was grappling on the ground but this time he was fucking pissed. His facial expressions became wild and his throat seemed to want to rip at the monstrous roar he unleashed. With one punch he dislocated the jaw of the man on him and using that brief moment of shock he planted a solid round into the remaining soldier on his end.

If Luke hadn't finished with his end yet Franz would rush them, fired up and focused on killing.

After the brief threat had been taken care of Franz quickly grabbed furniture and relocated them to windows. [color=#0f5397]"We leave these windows exposed and they're going to slaughter us! Report that we've got this room secure!"[/color] He shouted, ducking as a flurry of gunfire sprayed in his direction. He took the moment to lite a cigarette, puffing out a cloud before offering one to his breaching ally.

[color=#0f5397]"If you want a smoke you take it now."[/color] Franz planned how to take on the next room, collecting and cleaning his knife before taking off the bayonet and returning it to its rightful place. It was just like he thought. The rooms would only get tighter from here and they'd need those melee weapons. It hadn't even crossed his mind just what he accomplished much more than threat being stopped. Once the windows were secure, he would regroup with Luke, making sure his gun was loaded and ready.

[color=#0f5397]"These men were green! Take what ammo you can from the bodies! These shocks are going to tear us to shreds if we let them, check our backs as we push up or we are dead! Take a moment to gather yourself if you need to!" [/color] He ordered, couching by the window to keep an eye on Imperial movement.

Despite being pretty angry, he was rather comfortable. He made a few mistakes earlier but he was learning. He could approach the problem better next time. Fact was that he was formulating how to attack that scenario and worse with memories of the past combining with his newfound experience. It all seemed to click together, honestly. Still, was the rest of the squad going to be alright? Michael... dammit... Once they were safe he'd take care of Michael

Course there was Ines... She'd be fine. If that display earlier where she nearly took Luke's head off was any indication, as well as that blood lust, then she would be perfectly fine. He tapped his foot for a moment and sighed, knowing there were more ahead. With a pat on Luke's shoulder he pressed on. [color=#0f5397]"I'll take point."[/color][/color]

[@Jacky]