[h3]Vin Valvoi[/h3]

Vin was moving through the trees and trying to keep up with Corsica. He could hear the mortars hitting their mark and after getting to a safe distance from the crash. Vin stopped to take cover behind a nearby tree. Looking behind him to get a better idea of who they were up against. Leveling his carbine and looking through its scope to get a better view. Vin could easily see how outnumbered and outgunned his team was. Multiple what looked like humans, a unztadtlige, and two bioautomata with who knows what else. They really rolled out the welcome wagon for us. Vin thought as he scanned for any more hostiles.

Seeing all of what he could see and spotted something that surprised him. In what little remain of the transport one of their own, Paris Vin thinks his name was. Running like hell away from the crash site and towards the woods. He manage to survive the motor strike? Impressive, he must have strong armor and made of sterner stuff. We are going to need that refusal to die right now. If we can get out of this ambush and regroup somewhere safe. Someone is going to pay for this and Vin can not wait for that. But, first, they have to get out of this mess.  

As he was done looking around, Vin heard the mangled message. Vin only made a low growl of frustration, comms were useless. The inference is still strong for whoever is trying to contact them. He could try to clear up the message with his tech but, Vin doubted that he had the time right now. Their enemies are closing in and are prepared to finish them off They need to survive this and find out whoever betrayed them. Not to mention complete the mission before it is too late. Vin then started to once again follow Corsica and Paris into the woods. Better to stick together and find somewhere to regroup. Then things will truly start going their way and find a way out of this. There has to be a way to live through this. Vin hoped that at least.