K-Ton watched as their squad leader, Berne roused them in all of his usual bravado. It was cheesy at best, cringe worthy at its worst. Nevertheless, it was something the squad enjoyed, it brought them out of the cold, hard, nitty-gritty life that they lived behind enemy lines. Most ODST had a secretive appreciation for this kind of talk- most of the older ones anyway. Pageantry was a lifestyle, and to be a squad leader, one had to have it, and each leader had his own spin on it. Their mission, as defined by their squad leader, was to 'secure' the Nimbian leaders, and bring them to the Capital Building for 'negotiations'. It was, as always, easier said than done. With just 6 of them, it was no easy task to bring some four government leaders unharmed to the building- what with both the militia and the protesters out and about- Not that the militia was officially against them.
"Belay that Bravo Team," crackled their helmet comms, someone had either left their transmitter on, or had accidentally keyed the comms button while holding their helmet. Either way, they had broadcast the entirety of the speech to rest of the ODSTs on planet, as well as the Red Glare up above.
"The crowds are really starting to get riled up." came the ever calm voice of Alpha leader, "Our marksman confirms sighting militia discreetly handing off weapons to protesters. We might have to step up our timetable." came the voice of Alpha leader.
Alpha's concerns were punctuated by the sound of shattering glass and a small burst of fire as a home made incendiary molotov shattered against a guard's shield. A few more were thrown, and shattered harmlessly in the open space between the rioters and the line of guards- no one appeared to be too keen on being close to the shields, when a row of rifles were leveled right behind them. With the assistance of his VISR, Kensington could see the outlines of weapons in the crowds, and proceeded to mark them with his tacpad in red outlines for the rest of the ODST to see. There were a collection of handguns, and a few MA37 rifles, and even a DMR or two in the mix. The outlines, were still hard to see, even with the assistance of the VISR, and frequently disappeared from view.
"Recommend deploy CS gas to disperse the crowds, then proceed to target building."
"Nice speech Bravo. This is Charlie, the local Misriah Arms factory appears to be in use- but they have their lights off, like they don't want anyone to know what's going on. We're gonna go turn the lights on for them- after all, its dangerous to work in the dark." Cut in another voice over the comm. This only added to the concerns that the militia were handing out weapons to the protesters.
Any response Kensington was about to make was cut off as his tac-pad lit up with a red light. Stepping away from the window, Kensington waved at the rest of the squad to get their attention. "Perimeter alarms just got tripped too- someone's in the building."
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