The small team took a knee and paused until their captain gave orders, each team getting up and moving according to orders given to them. "Nomad 1, move one hundred meters, front! Use debris and tank for cover watch for snipers and engage with AT on the big guys. We're pushing so the FBI team can squeeze in and breach. Lets go!" The captain commanded, tugging on the closest operative before they got up and started moving to their designated locations. 

[u]Nomad 1[/u] 
The pair kept low and tried their best to now draw any attention to them as they moved to their position. One of them, armed with his Mk14 marksman rifle threw himself behind one of the dead exoskeletons, using it's armor as cover and support for the barrel of his rifle. He flicked open the lenses on his scope and peered into them, his buddy coming up behind and setting a LAW rocket launcher on the floor between them. The marksman was hunting the hunter, and he was doing so in hopes he can get the first shot off while they were occupied with the force moving up.

The demolition specialist caught sight of one of the mechs being unattended by the other units and quickly grabbed his rocket launcher, getting up on one knee and priming it so he could launch his arsenal at the giant robot. The man trained the crosshairs on the machine, and squeezed the trigger, sending a rocket towards the mechanical weapon with a light white smoke trail following it. He was sure to inform their partner and they were completely aware such an attempt could compromise their position and make them a primary threat, the two if successful with their part quickly waited for an opportunity to move to a different location.

[u]DEVGRU Main Team[/u] 

The three remaining soldiers ran across the battlefield, one of them holding his light machine gun by the carrier handle as his eyes darted around for a good spot. They were sure to try their best to move from cover to cover, but when it came to the open field they were a bit careless and the third man was quick enough to stop them from a quick death. "STOP!" He cried out, coming to a halt and freezing where he was. Despite the charges and the explosions there seemed to be atleast the threat of a landmine going off being present in their heads. They quickly adapted and decided to move behind the tank, hoping it can pave a path for them to move past such a danger. 

Harris and Gerard stood by the few remaining FBI agents who waited for the call. After a few long minutes Harris nodded to the CIA agent and the FBI team took a right, making hasty messages between one another as they moved around to find an opening, ensuring they were concealed behind the vegetation. They were more along the lines of infiltration than assault and intend to do that part, the estimate six man squad sneaking around in hopes to find a way around the army and a way to breach inside. "All operatives advise, time isn't on our side. Push in, detain any suspects for questioning, grab intel. This is hit and run."

Gerard took hint of the nod and returned a nod, taking a radio from his trench coat pockets and speaking to it a he trailed behind the squad. "Prepare the extraction teams. We'll be out of here in less than half an hour."