Varrot and Krauss were in full swing at the top of the clock tower. The young private spotted well and his Corporal continued racking up the kills, the two shifted positions constantly, covering their squad as well as other friendlies. After a while it became apparent they were supporting units in retreat, blue uniforms routed through the debris stricken roads of Rinneheim. Damien stood up and surveyed their situation from their perch, only to have his Corporal break his focus with exhilarating news of armor entering the city. The scout's eyes widened as he picked up his rifle and made his way down the ladder, jumping off and taking a short fall rather than stepping all the way down. As small bits of brick and wood chips peppered them from above, the ground shook and Damien grabbed the ZM Kar from the dead scout, slinging it across his back before gripping his X-1 tight and using the butt of his rifle to bust the door open. The ground shook and the sound of squeaking treads along with chugging motors began to approach. Damien led the way down the block to a nearby home as he shoulder bashed a door open, checking the room and listening for any occupants, the place was clear. Damien gave his Corporal a nod and got on one knee, grabbing the radio from his pocket.
"Varrot to Sarge, we're making our way out of town but we've got Imperian armor in the area, medium and light, watch yourselves out there, we'll see you at the silo."
Getting up after catching their breath, the pair ran back out into the streets, trying to stay quiet as they hustled around piles of rubble and blown over vehicles. The ZM Kar's added weight made running only a slight more difficult, but it wasn't long until they had slowed their pace to navigate the small walking streets and alleyways that would eventually lead them out of the city. Varrot was watching their rear when they bumped into Captain Meulemann, quickly standing at attention and giving him a quick salute before hugging the corner at the entrance of the alley way and keeping an eye out for anything Imperian. Keeping an ear on their conversation, Damien hit the wall next to him in frustration as he realized that this was the second city he had to abandon. There was no honor in it, but his pride would have to be set aside, he had his orders after all.
"Things seem to have quieted down in this part of town Corporal, if we're gonna make it to the silo, now's a good a chance as any." he spoke, checking his weapon and walking over to his Corporal and Captain Meulemann, "Captain, I've got some ragnaid here for you."
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