[center][h1]Oliver Black[/h1][/center]

Was still making his way up the hill when he heard the last helicopter, he stared for a moment turning, and letting out burst after burst towards flying machine. He managed to hit it, but he heard something above him, a rumbling. He saw a small bit of smoke, but he had no idea if it was fatal, there was another issue that was likely far more pressing.

"Oh, fuck." he said turning to see a wall of snowplowing down towards him, his eyes opened and he moved against the small sled of snow he was holding onto dearly, and he slowly turned to face up the snow as he lifted it up. He planted it down into the snow as he started to lock everything in his suit down, then he felt the initial push. So far, his armor was doing somewhat well, the objects on the sled pushing against his shield. Some of them that were sticking off like rockets, tubes, and such fled from the shield and his grasp. 

He put his head down, and let go of the shield as he let it just rest against him, and he felt the ground below him shake, "mother fuc-." the snow beneath him, and some of the rocky slope that he had been standing on gave way, and then he felt his shield on his armlet lose with the sled and the objects upon it. He began to tumble as he would go down the pathway that he had taken up, just with several more feet of snow around him in all directions. 

Through his older headset, static, and the eventual string of cursing that was not very common with the Christian man would breakthrough as he made his way quickly down the mountain's face. His boxes, his shield, the door that was made into a sled, and weapons littered the pathway around him and behind him in the wake of the armored man. If he had not locked his armor, it would have likely been fatal for the man as it would have crushed and likely cut off appendages as the metal pushed with the force of the snow. 

Once it had stopped, he felt as if he had been rocks within a tumbler, and his head spun as he just laid there beneath the snow. He was relatively silent as he stared up into the darkness of snow around him, feeling it melt to the armor. "Hey, can anyone hear me over the net, I got caught in an avalanche, and am unable to unlock my suit with the exception of my left leg. Assistance is required, when local is secured." 

His left foot was the only thing he was truly able to move, and that just shifted around a bit, back and forth. He felt the cold around him, but he also felt the battery packs warm against his back. he tried to shift himself using his entire body, but he was unable to at that moment.