Victor stood confidently, and waited for their moment to drop, he smiled at the jumpmaster, knowing the man was scared of them now, and he deserved that scare. He carefully set his jump kit up, making sure everything was in place. He looked over at Natalie, "I traced in a medicine wheel on mine. In grey and white. Would have colored it too, but didn't have the time." HE made sure to have everything placed where they needed to be, and also made sure he could reach his GMG and other kit before cinching everything up.

As they reached their jump zone he stepped to the door as it opened, then almost got thrown back away from the door when the flak and AA fire began to go off. He growled out the door, watching it all, "Hmmm something tell me we are not welcome." The time ticked by, he looked out the back, hanging onto an internal bracing so he could see out. His HUD highlighted tunneled, AA positions, enemies running to cover, all manner of things. He blinked, and his HUD began to paint some of them for his rocket pods. He had three locks by the time the 30 second call came out. He looked up one last time to make sure he was tied in. He turned again and got a fourth lock, right before the missile lock was called out. He gripped the internal bracing tighter.

Time seemed to slow down as Natalie sailed by him. His hand lashed out to try and grab her. He missed by mere hairsbreadths. He waited to see her chute open, but then noticed the flapping line behind her. He made his decision then. He reached up and by mean strength alone ripped the cord off his own, and hurled himself skyward.

He drifted, knowing he only had a few seconds in the air, but he needed to make sure he was close to her. He almost ripped his chute cord off as he pulled it, grunting in surprise as they burst open, safely above Natalie, "I damn sure am not letting you leave his world before or after me woman! Don't you dare do that to me again!" He reached back for his GMG. Pulling it down, slotting the feeder line in, and flipping off the control stub, and let loose with a line of rounds. Shortly after they let fly he let out a cry of surprise and honest fear. The force from the shots had spun him around a full 360 degrees. A wave of vertigo passing through him, he hadn't figured on that. He coughed and hacked into his mask, "Okay GMG is a no go. I'm not throwing up in my suit for that." He held onto the big weapon, but he did start to highlight targets again. Red outlines appearing over positions. He grinned and blinked.

The weapons fire from below continued, the man on the AA cannon spiting fire up at what looked like two foolish jumpers. He didn't pay might to the man with the GMG thinking he was safe. And didn't even care about the eight puffs of smoke that appeared at the man with the GMGs shoulders. He just kept firing, right up until two mini, high explosive rockets slammed down into his position. Him, his AA cannon and the sic other men in the AA nest were vaporized by the explosives. Nearby six other positions were hit by rockets fired from Victor's shoulder mounted rocket pods. Even as the firing slackened under the surprise onslaught he was reloading the rocket pods. Victor had brought reload containers with mini-rockets, ten containers in all, meaning he could reload his rocket pods, five times each. As the fire from below began again he was already once again highlight positions and a second volley of rockets lit up again, taking out all the more immediate threats in their path. He laughed, then swung up the GMG. He decided to try something differant, instead of a rapid blast of shots, he resorted to single rounds, not as effective as an eight round burst, but still deadly. Not quite the same as he's used too, but still destructive.

He let himself drift, "I love my job. I can't say that enough." He peppered some soldiers as they ran towards the base. "I'm my own gunship!" He laughed, and let out a war whoop as he sent one man tumbling down into the ravine, "And I will clear out every warren you run into, do you hear my rats! Everyone! You cannot escape me! You shot me once! I will shoot you a dozen times in pay back! You can replace yourselves with two, three, even ten at a time and I will not rest until you are all dead at my feet!" He didn't even react to the rifle fire from below. He was on too much of a roll.