ChaoticFox

Sky Warriors

Izzy sighed as she placed her headset back on, having heard the jyst of what the current situation was. She rubbed her hands over her face with a groan and pulled Duchess in tighter with the rest of the team, adjusting speed accordingly. She looked over to Roland's plane, then to her fuel gauge which still read fairly high.

"If I am being completely honest, I think we'd be at the disadvantage in the case that we did stay. While we do have the element of surprise, it won't last long and I don't think we have the fire-power to take him on. I agree with the German, cost to benefit isn't worth it. We could just as easily fly on further to a non-coastal hangar. I'm gonna go out on a limb and say we all still have a fair amount of fuel left?"

She muted her mic after that, flicking the Hold Altitude switch and reclining her seat a bit before shutting her eyes for a moment to rest them. After a minute or two she reached back behind her and pulled out a small flask smelling of whiskey, taking a quick sip before returning it to it's home. She sat up again and disengaged the switch, returning to manual flight mode. She had no interest in risking her life for strangers. It could be a trap for all she knew.

Task Force Echo (A Special Forces RP)

@Rain I'm gonna hopefully get a post up tonight.

Sky Warriors

@Dynamo Frokane Yup

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@Rain Actually a very interesting video.

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Poo, we're one sexy operator down for the after action team shower!

@Rain

Whoah whoa, remember Rain they're "Team Building Exercises". And you want to be an operator with us. Sheesh. :P

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@Monochromatic Rainbow Many freakin hours of searching, retrying key words, searching by image, related images, more key words and a shit-ton of luck. I have a few actually.

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For those who didn't check the char page, I actually have Oakley's appearance on it now.

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@Grim327 Ah, my bad. Just a habit from working alongside the Paramedics as we use the same radio codes (IRL)

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My post is up. Enjoy.

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The sound of rounds bouncing off of the APC’s armor was nothing new to the Specialist. She had been on at least three tours of Afghanistan before she was brought into the Pararescue group and had witnessed more ambushes, road-side bombs and RPG attacks than most individuals should have to. After listening to her squad leader’s orders, she nodded to him silently before lifting up the jet black FN Scar-L that had rested on her lap up until this point, slamming in a fresh mag and hitting the slide-release to chamber a round. Oakley flicked the button to power on the EOTech on the rifle and rolled the rifle on it’s side to double check that the safety was on before feeling the vehicle come to a stop. Time to give em hell.

Empty cartridges from the .50cal rained down as Oakley hit the ground running, her combat boots slamming down on the cracked and worn out asphalt as she moved towards a small chest high wall for cover. She slid to a halt behind it, flicking the fire-selector on her rifle to semi before popping up and nailing a few tangos in the courtyard, the crackle of the Scar resonating throughout the area. While she never fired more than three shots at a target, her training as her squad’s designated marksman years before had taught her how to take down a target very quickly. The brass cartridges bounced off of the ground as she engaged target after target, partially to provide cover fire for the rest of her squad, partially because she couldn’t help it. There was something about shooting the people that had once tortured her and held her for ransom that was oddly satisfying.

"Three at my one o'clock, engaging!" she called out, before turning towards them and unleashing a burst of 5.56 hollowpoint rounds to deal maximum internal damage. Oakley may have seemed level-headed on the outside, but inside she resented these people and what they had done to her and was willing to torture them as much as possible before they died.

"Technical, nine o'clock! Lay it out!"

If she’d had a dollar for every time she’d heard someone say that, she could’ve retired three years ago. Oakley shot her eyes to her left to see the .50 gun light up the truck, a few squad members following suit shortly after. She decided that they had a good handle on it and turned to re-engage the targets to her front, only pausing to quickly flick out an empty magazine and slam in a new one with the click of the bolt being released as her queue to resume combat. She then began firing mainly as cover so that the rest of the team had a chance to move up without being gunned down. The recoil jarred her shoulder after every shot, but it was almost nothing to her preferred rifle which wasn't practical for the current circumstances. After noticing that the rest of her squad was beginning to moved up, she took one last look around her before hopping the barrier and rushing the building, pressing herself against the wall on the opposite side of the door as Niko, looking to him for orders.

"Ten four." was all that she said, confirming the order to defend their six as they moved into the building. She kept her off hand hovering over the pressure switch wired to her flashlight, ready for anything that jumped out. She peered through the small crevasses in the wall, spotting a few members from blue outside before she turned to look back at the door they had come from. She held position as the Canadian came to a halt, her dimmed helmet light illuminating the hallway behind them.