Gerard chuckled as he listened to Church's request and took a minute to think over his response before giving it to her. "Understood, I'll let the team know. We're going to take the tip of the spear on this one and drop off the fast helicopters first so the LZ is heavy enough to at least cover the bigger landings." He said, changing frequencies so he could communicate with the small force already engaged in combat. 

"Alright gentlemen listen up, CAS is available mark with your designators. Do NOT push in and hold that LZ. Understood?"

On the ground about the time Gerard's message was swarming the comms the team had dug themselves in deep for the gunfight they had initiated. The sniper was still up in his tree, trying his best to put down those who came into his sights. The caliber was large enough to knock down big things such as typical brick walls and such, but it made a loud crack that was followed by a roar that had it's potential to compromise the marksman's location.

 [i]"Alright! We're gonna make a stand right here!"[/i] One of the other three men announced, ducking down and perching his rifle up against a tree for full stability and accuracy. Bullets were flying and the numbers for the time being were obviously against them. They were currently using concealment and their weapons in an attempt to overwhelm and keep the enemy at bay as every man was spread out to help create a line of fire that stretched out a good fifty meters. It was a lot of ground, and the danger was substantial, if it weren't the best of the best holding this they would've crumbled easily... In the end though, they were still four men against an entire security force, they needed those little birds to drop the rest of the force and they needed it done fast. Once Gerard's message was on the table a realization came into play and the sniper quickly got on his radio to make a crucial call, disregarding his possibly compromised and exposed position.

"This is Alpha One to CAS. We're going to need a line of fire uhh... Attack direction west at... 162, 081! Friendlies will be marked with blue smoke! Burn 'em good!"