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[sub][color=silver]Midnight, December 30th, Imperial Trench[/color][/sub][/centre][hr]
As much as Michael preferred (and boasted about it earlier) to go almost bare-handed and melee-only into this mission, he ended up reconsidering, mostly because he didn't feel safe without a rifle. He surely wanted a spade for in case they got pinned down somehow in No Man's Land. He didn't know how, but the thought of it already guaranteed that, a rifle in case he had to fight in straight trenches, a couple of grenades for good measures, and several wire-dismantling tools. Soon enough, he had pretty much the same loadout as his normal missions. But [b][i][color=bf00ff]'that's fine,'[/color][/i][/b], he told himself. He had carried and fought in uglier situations.

Prior to the missions, Michael had handed all the trench raider team a wire-cutter, but just to be safe that someone actually do the job properly, he was at the front to dismantle the Imperial wires. Once he was finished, he signaled Alex to get the team up, but not everyone got the message properly or was willing to obey the orders of the Sergeant. The one first forward was that Darcsen girl earlier, and she already did not respect the stealth aspect of this mission. And well...everyone just followed suit. Whatever plans the Sergeant cooked up in his head were probably frustratingly being shoved down that Imperial he just shot. 

[b][color=bf00ff]'Guys...'[/color][/b] Michael groaned quietly. When he gets back, he'd squash something. But fine, he'd follow along. He was the last to jump into the trenches in which three Imperials lay dead on. Since Michael felt like the team didn't need more coverage, he went around the area they just infiltrated and searched the corpses of the three Imperials. There were rifles, tools but no pistols, something Michael would very much prefer over his bulky rifle. But he found a couple of grenades on them, and he quietly tucked it into his sack. Those gunshots likely had attracted the Imperial's attentions, and they'd very soon flood in from all sides. Whatever firepower he could lay his hands on, the better.