"Incoming! HUNKER DOWN!" The soldiers scrambled to cover as the first missiles impacted, utterly wrecking one or two mechs and damaging others. But the soldiers were the unlucky ones...

Three squads had been wiped out, completely, as they were in the open and were unable to reach the trenches. About 1/4 of the mortar crews died in the ensuing bombardment. 

"Goddammit! They've got naval support! HOLD YOUR GROUND! Mortars, fire another barrage. ASF suits need to spread out and continue suppressing fire! Our extraction crew will be in the harbor within twenty-four minutes gentlemen. Until then, make sure you make these assholes pay for every inch they take. We cannot do much as right now except wait for reinforcement!

The remaining mechs spread out, leaving it unlikely that they would be directly hit by another naval bombardment. Another mortar strike hit the oncoming OPFOR, albeit weaker than before. 

"They're almost in range men! Ready your rifles, we'll show them how real men fight!"