Post by Terminal Lance on Dec 18, 2011 6:50:25 GMT -5
Faction: Sith Empire
Department: Army
Rank: Corporal
Name: Aiden Avalos
Race: Human
Age: 20
Height: 5’8”
Weight: 160lbs
Birth place: Bastion
Appearance:
In Civvies
Aiden doesn’t care about his image, despite being attractive. Constant physical training with the military has shaped his body into a muscular and cut build. Across his upper back, he has a tattoo with the words “Sith” in big bold letters that spans from shoulder to shoulder. Starting at his left shoulder, a black spade with a red skull in the middle wrapped in barbed wire initiates a tattoo sleeve down his arm. The barbed wire twists and coils down his arm, fading when it gets to the inside of his fore arm where fourteen tally marks are tattooed to look as if they were carved into his skin.
Military
Aiden can normally be found wearing black military fatigues with a black or tan special forces ball cap. In garrison, his uniform is always crisp and clean. Whilst in combat operations and training, he uses old fatigues that sport holes and tears here and there. A black helmet made of 40% Durasteel and 60% plastisteel goes over the top of his cap, a black MOLLE plate carrier covers his torso, ribs, and back. The 70% Durasteel and 30% Synthmesh plates inside the plate carrier offer good protection against small caliber weapons and medium protection against larger calibers. A black balaclava covers his face, coupled with sunglasses or goggles and his entire face is covered. His gloves have plastisteel knuckles to double the injury when forced to use hand-to-hand.
Personality:
Aiden simply doesn’t care. He isn’t gung-ho and doesn’t take kindly to mo-tards (Actual Military term used for people who are motivated to the point of stupidity). Normally calm and collected, he will seem insane or childish to some as he will try to have fun with everything. Sarcasm and jokes are his forte.
Skills:
Rifle Score: Expert (346/350)
Pistol Score: Sharpshooter (302/350)
Heavy Weapons: 200 Rounds 1 Kill but hella fun.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6 (Military training and martial arts)
Intelligence: 4 (I r grunt)
Speed: 6 (Military training and martial arts)
Leadership: 5 (Platoon size unit and below)
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 7 (It’s his sole job in the military)
Alignment: 0
Bio:
You’re Gonna Go Far Kid
Since the day he had his first conscious thought, Aiden wanted to be in the military. Being born on Bastion, that meant that the Sith Empire was the only military he could join. It didn’t matter to him, he figured that he could justify what he did by saying that he was following orders. His parents were against the idea and tried to get him to focus on school. They’re lack of acceptance of his ideals pushed him away from them both physically and emotionally.
It started with school. Aiden constantly fell asleep in class and would skip classes to do drugs with his friends. He enrolled himself in a martial arts class outside of school without his parents’ permission. The only people that accepted Aiden was his martial arts instructors and his friends, who joined him in the martial arts before too long. They’d go to the class after school and then practice even after the class had released for the day all night. The teachers decided it was time to set up a conference with Aiden and his parents.
Aiden showed up for the conference to find his parents looking grim. He sat down, raising an eye brow at his parents and the three teachers sitting around a round table. ”Aiden, it has come to our attention that you are setting yourself up for failure. Universities and academies aren’t even looking at your transcripts because of your GPA.” Aiden smiled a little, taking the seriousness of the situation and turning it all into a joke.
”That means they won’t be calling me for surveys after I join the military.” His parents shot him a glare and the teachers sighed. From that point, the conference went all downhill. His mother was in tears and his father was being sensitive and comforting her. The teachers were getting frustrated with Aiden’s complete lack of taking them seriously. In the end, Aiden barely graduated and in that same day, drove to the recruiter’s office and enlisted. A week later he was in bootcamp.
What I Do Best
Aiden’s bootcamp lasted thirteen weeks. Three phases of four weeks each with a week at the end to get administrative work done. From day one, the drill instructors liked Aiden. He was actually trying to get individual training from them where all the other recruits were trying to avoid it at all costs. Impressed by this, they made him the platoon guide. When someone in the platoon messed up, he was the one who got the punishment. Aiden was perfectly okay with this.
During the first phase, Aiden took in all the knowledge he could about the history and achievements of the Sith Empire. His life before bootcamp became nothing and he forgot all about his friends and family. The military was his life now, and he would treat it as such.
The second phase taught him how to shoot a rifle. He listened to the coaches and took their advice when they gave it. When qualification day came, he shot expert and the highest in his training company. The coaches in secret bought him a meal from a fast food place on the base and took him into their class room so that he could eat it.
Phase three was the most fun in Aiden’s opinion. Basic warrior training started right before the final test. Aiden reveled in the training that was the most like combat he had experienced yet. Outfitted in a helmet and deuce-gear, he led the platoon through obstacles and on mock attacks and defenses. Swim qualification, gas chamber, and the confidence course were the final steps before the final test.
Even though it was the final test, to Aiden it was almost a joke. Everything he had done during BWT with added stressors was all it was. Aiden cruised through it without any problems. The ten mile hike at the end was a little difficult and he was sore afterwards but it got him the title of Sith Soldier and a warrior’s breakfast. He graduated bootcamp with honors as a PFC.
School of Infantry was his next destination. The eight week course would strip him of his bootcamp state of mind and put him in an infantry mind set. His weeks were spent out in the field shooting every weapon in the Army’s arsenal and familiarizing himself with them so that in certain situations he could jump on them and use them effectively. It was during SOI that Aiden picked up smoking.
Learning how to be an infantryman was hard, even for Aiden. There were so many factors that he had to consider when doing any little thing. Despite being slow when it came to books, when it came to being a grunt, his mind was one of the best in his class. He was accurate with a rifle when it came to known distances, and at first he wasn’t accurate at all at unknown distances. He worked on his accuracy with pop-up human shaped targets to the point that he didn’t even have to think about calculations for unknown distances, he’d just wing it and be relatively accurate.
Aint It Fun
As soon as he could, Aiden applied for special forces. The Spec Ops representative put him on the roster for the in-doc. Aiden did everything from running with full gear and pack to a range and having to shoot accurately while dead tired at unknown distances to navigating in the middle of no where. At the end of the three week in-doc, he was called into the Special Forces Command for an interview. He stood at parade rest while the five commanders in front of him looked through his military package.
”Why do you want to be in the Special Forces?” Aiden’s eyes shifted to the commander who had asked him. His body was completely still.
”I’ve wanted to be soldier all my life, Sir. If I’m going to be a soldier, I might as well be the best.” The commander nodded and went back to looking through his package. A half hour of silence passed before the commanders finally looked up and accepted him into the Special Forces. Aiden would be sent to the 2nd Air Recon Division.
The Enemy
Not even a week had passed since checking into his unit when Aiden’s squad was deployed. An group of Republic sympathizers had started an insurrection that was giving the local defense forces a hard time. The mission was given to them while on the transport headed to the affected area. It was simple and clear: Seek out and destroy the insurrection.
The first few days were dry and void of any sort of contact with any hostile forces. Aiden’s squad leader, Sergeant Kilo, took them on patrols that coincided with the defense forces patrols. Aiden’s life would change forever when he heard the first rounds aimed at him crack by his head. He dove down to the ground and suddenly, his entire squad was engaged in a firefight. At first Aiden was scared and took all his will power just to get into a shooting position. As soon as he fired his first round at a fellow human being, all his fears faded away.
The firefight lasted an hour. Aiden’s squad didn’t take any casualties but had killed four of the enemy. From then on, every patrol Aiden’s squad went on, they took contact. It started to become entertaining to Aiden. To fire a rifle at a target was fun; to fire a rifle at a living target that was shooting back was exilerating.
Three weeks into the deployment, Special Forces Command sent a message to Sgt Kilo. Their orders were to take the defense force and assault the city that the insurrection was calling home. The tactic of luring the enemy out of the city was taking too long for their liking.
The assault began flawlessly. They drove armored speeders into the city limits and began clearing the city out block by block. On the fourth block, the enemy poured high volumes of fire down onto the squad. Sgt Kilo took the squad into a building. Aiden was right behind him as they turned a corner. The enemy had set up a heavy repeater position down the hall and opened fire immediately. Sgt Kilo’s body got riddled with blaster bolts and he stumbled backwards. Aiden fired a single shot into the gunner’s face and killed him- it was his first confirmed kill.
As the medic worked on Sgt Kilo, Aiden and the rest of the squad cleared out the rest of the building and began firing at the enemy from the windows and roof. The battle lasted through the night and into the next day with no ground given or taken. Little did Aiden know that the battle would last an entire week.
Everyday Aiden would try and take a team to gain some sort of ground. His squad was slowly dwindling away with every effort made. Jargo, Eraise, Viktor, Sgt Kilo- all of them killed in action. On the third day, Aiden and the team he took out finally made it into a building further into the city. They cleared it, Aiden himself getting four confirmed kills out of the fray. They set up in the windows and began covering for the rest of the squad as they moved up into the new building and the defense forces took their place.
The clearing of the city was a slow and bloody process. The fighting was building to building and street by street. For every yard gained, they paid for it with blood. Everyone left alive in the squad had been wounded at some point, Aiden himself was shot in his right arm.
It wasn’t until the fifth day that things started looking up. Aiden had called the city in to command as a high-risk high-priority target. Command responded by sending an entire company of special forces and air assets. When Aiden would take contact from a building, he called in an airstrike to level it. On the sixth day, the battle was over. Aiden had killed fourteen men himself that he could confirm. His squad, which had started with thirteen men, had been reduced to five men.
Aiden’s company commander showed up after the battle and called Aiden over to him. ”PFC Avalos, you done good y’hear?” Aiden nodded. His eyes were half closed and his face was covered in dirt and blood. He didn’t even have the energy to stand at parade rest like he was supposed to. ”I’m giving you combat meritorious Corporal. You’ll be in charge of the squad.” Aiden nodded again, lighting a cigarette. All he wanted to do was sleep.
Aftermath
After the insurrection, Aiden was able to go and train the way special forces were supposed to. He qualified with a pistol and refined his skills. It was all different to him now that he had seen combat, but he still longed to be in a firefight again. Aiden finished his tattoo sleeve and got Sith tattooed across his upper back. His mindset started to change and everything became a joke to him. He had seen the galaxy at its worst, nothing else would compare.
Password: Bylgia
RP Sample:
Zip! Zip! Crack! The ever familiar sound of rounds screaming passed him gave him an unnerving feeling of calmness. Aiden sprinted through the open field towards a knoll fifty yards away. The ground exploded around him as rounds kicked up dirt and dust. The enemy was firing from fixed positions in a farm house two hundred meters to his front. Despite the distance, their fire was incredibly accurate. The two soldiers running behind Aiden were hit with a sickening thud and fell to the ground.
Finally reaching the knoll, Aiden slid to a stop and got in the prone on the crest of the knoll. He began firing semi-automatic shots at the farm house windows. The optic on his weapon wouldn’t allow him to see detail out that far, but he could see the dust from where his rounds were impacting around the windows. He moved his tongue and activated his communications system.
”Echo-Six, Echo-Six, this is Reaper-Two. Stand by for pos-rep.”
Standing by for pos-rep Reaper-Two.
”My pos, grid Alpha-Oscar Two-Four-Six-Three, over.”
Roger, grid Alpha-Oscar Two-Four-Six-Three.
A burst from a heavy repeater impacted in a line across the top of the knoll directly in front of Aiden. Aiden flipped his selector switch to automatic and sent a burst right back at it. An armored speeder rolled up behind Aiden ad began firing heavy quad-repeater rounds at the farm house. The occupants of the speeder dismounted and took up positions along the knoll with Aiden.
”Fire mission, grid Alpha-Oscar Two-Four-Seven-Zero.”
Roger Reaper-Two. Fire mission grid Alpha-Oscar Two-Four-Seven-Zero.
[colo=red]”Enemy squad in farm house. Lazing target.” Aiden aimed his rifle at the farm house and activated his infared laser.
Reaper-Two, we have eyes on the lazed target. Shot out, splash in sixty seconds.
Aiden kept the laser on the target. The amount of fire pouring down onto the farmhouse was enough that his rounds weren’t going to make any difference. He looked over at the men laying on the knoll with him. ”Incoming arty, sixty seconds!” The soldiers didn’t seem to notice. The minute long wait seemed to last forever. Finally he saw a flash across the sky. A line flashed vertically down onto the farmhouse and suddenly the farmhouse exploded. ”Heeeeeellllll yeaaaaaaah!” Every soldier on the knoll cheered and whistled their excitement at seeing the enemy getting slayed in such a manner.
”Good hit, Exho-Six!
Stand by Reaper-Two. It isn’t over.
Without warning round after round exploded on the farm house. The soldiers cheered and screamed with each round. A few air burst rounds went off the soldiers went condition black. They started standing straight up and yelling profanities and taunts as they fired everything they had at the farm house as the barrage continued. All Aiden could do was shake his head and laugh as he found himself wanting to do the same thing.
Department: Army
Rank: Corporal
Name: Aiden Avalos
Race: Human
Age: 20
Height: 5’8”
Weight: 160lbs
Birth place: Bastion
Appearance:
In Civvies
Aiden doesn’t care about his image, despite being attractive. Constant physical training with the military has shaped his body into a muscular and cut build. Across his upper back, he has a tattoo with the words “Sith” in big bold letters that spans from shoulder to shoulder. Starting at his left shoulder, a black spade with a red skull in the middle wrapped in barbed wire initiates a tattoo sleeve down his arm. The barbed wire twists and coils down his arm, fading when it gets to the inside of his fore arm where fourteen tally marks are tattooed to look as if they were carved into his skin.
Military
Aiden can normally be found wearing black military fatigues with a black or tan special forces ball cap. In garrison, his uniform is always crisp and clean. Whilst in combat operations and training, he uses old fatigues that sport holes and tears here and there. A black helmet made of 40% Durasteel and 60% plastisteel goes over the top of his cap, a black MOLLE plate carrier covers his torso, ribs, and back. The 70% Durasteel and 30% Synthmesh plates inside the plate carrier offer good protection against small caliber weapons and medium protection against larger calibers. A black balaclava covers his face, coupled with sunglasses or goggles and his entire face is covered. His gloves have plastisteel knuckles to double the injury when forced to use hand-to-hand.
Personality:
Aiden simply doesn’t care. He isn’t gung-ho and doesn’t take kindly to mo-tards (Actual Military term used for people who are motivated to the point of stupidity). Normally calm and collected, he will seem insane or childish to some as he will try to have fun with everything. Sarcasm and jokes are his forte.
Skills:
Rifle Score: Expert (346/350)
Pistol Score: Sharpshooter (302/350)
Heavy Weapons: 200 Rounds 1 Kill but hella fun.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6 (Military training and martial arts)
Intelligence: 4 (I r grunt)
Speed: 6 (Military training and martial arts)
Leadership: 5 (Platoon size unit and below)
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 7 (It’s his sole job in the military)
Alignment: 0
Bio:
You’re Gonna Go Far Kid
Since the day he had his first conscious thought, Aiden wanted to be in the military. Being born on Bastion, that meant that the Sith Empire was the only military he could join. It didn’t matter to him, he figured that he could justify what he did by saying that he was following orders. His parents were against the idea and tried to get him to focus on school. They’re lack of acceptance of his ideals pushed him away from them both physically and emotionally.
It started with school. Aiden constantly fell asleep in class and would skip classes to do drugs with his friends. He enrolled himself in a martial arts class outside of school without his parents’ permission. The only people that accepted Aiden was his martial arts instructors and his friends, who joined him in the martial arts before too long. They’d go to the class after school and then practice even after the class had released for the day all night. The teachers decided it was time to set up a conference with Aiden and his parents.
Aiden showed up for the conference to find his parents looking grim. He sat down, raising an eye brow at his parents and the three teachers sitting around a round table. ”Aiden, it has come to our attention that you are setting yourself up for failure. Universities and academies aren’t even looking at your transcripts because of your GPA.” Aiden smiled a little, taking the seriousness of the situation and turning it all into a joke.
”That means they won’t be calling me for surveys after I join the military.” His parents shot him a glare and the teachers sighed. From that point, the conference went all downhill. His mother was in tears and his father was being sensitive and comforting her. The teachers were getting frustrated with Aiden’s complete lack of taking them seriously. In the end, Aiden barely graduated and in that same day, drove to the recruiter’s office and enlisted. A week later he was in bootcamp.
What I Do Best
Aiden’s bootcamp lasted thirteen weeks. Three phases of four weeks each with a week at the end to get administrative work done. From day one, the drill instructors liked Aiden. He was actually trying to get individual training from them where all the other recruits were trying to avoid it at all costs. Impressed by this, they made him the platoon guide. When someone in the platoon messed up, he was the one who got the punishment. Aiden was perfectly okay with this.
During the first phase, Aiden took in all the knowledge he could about the history and achievements of the Sith Empire. His life before bootcamp became nothing and he forgot all about his friends and family. The military was his life now, and he would treat it as such.
The second phase taught him how to shoot a rifle. He listened to the coaches and took their advice when they gave it. When qualification day came, he shot expert and the highest in his training company. The coaches in secret bought him a meal from a fast food place on the base and took him into their class room so that he could eat it.
Phase three was the most fun in Aiden’s opinion. Basic warrior training started right before the final test. Aiden reveled in the training that was the most like combat he had experienced yet. Outfitted in a helmet and deuce-gear, he led the platoon through obstacles and on mock attacks and defenses. Swim qualification, gas chamber, and the confidence course were the final steps before the final test.
Even though it was the final test, to Aiden it was almost a joke. Everything he had done during BWT with added stressors was all it was. Aiden cruised through it without any problems. The ten mile hike at the end was a little difficult and he was sore afterwards but it got him the title of Sith Soldier and a warrior’s breakfast. He graduated bootcamp with honors as a PFC.
School of Infantry was his next destination. The eight week course would strip him of his bootcamp state of mind and put him in an infantry mind set. His weeks were spent out in the field shooting every weapon in the Army’s arsenal and familiarizing himself with them so that in certain situations he could jump on them and use them effectively. It was during SOI that Aiden picked up smoking.
Learning how to be an infantryman was hard, even for Aiden. There were so many factors that he had to consider when doing any little thing. Despite being slow when it came to books, when it came to being a grunt, his mind was one of the best in his class. He was accurate with a rifle when it came to known distances, and at first he wasn’t accurate at all at unknown distances. He worked on his accuracy with pop-up human shaped targets to the point that he didn’t even have to think about calculations for unknown distances, he’d just wing it and be relatively accurate.
Aint It Fun
As soon as he could, Aiden applied for special forces. The Spec Ops representative put him on the roster for the in-doc. Aiden did everything from running with full gear and pack to a range and having to shoot accurately while dead tired at unknown distances to navigating in the middle of no where. At the end of the three week in-doc, he was called into the Special Forces Command for an interview. He stood at parade rest while the five commanders in front of him looked through his military package.
”Why do you want to be in the Special Forces?” Aiden’s eyes shifted to the commander who had asked him. His body was completely still.
”I’ve wanted to be soldier all my life, Sir. If I’m going to be a soldier, I might as well be the best.” The commander nodded and went back to looking through his package. A half hour of silence passed before the commanders finally looked up and accepted him into the Special Forces. Aiden would be sent to the 2nd Air Recon Division.
The Enemy
Not even a week had passed since checking into his unit when Aiden’s squad was deployed. An group of Republic sympathizers had started an insurrection that was giving the local defense forces a hard time. The mission was given to them while on the transport headed to the affected area. It was simple and clear: Seek out and destroy the insurrection.
The first few days were dry and void of any sort of contact with any hostile forces. Aiden’s squad leader, Sergeant Kilo, took them on patrols that coincided with the defense forces patrols. Aiden’s life would change forever when he heard the first rounds aimed at him crack by his head. He dove down to the ground and suddenly, his entire squad was engaged in a firefight. At first Aiden was scared and took all his will power just to get into a shooting position. As soon as he fired his first round at a fellow human being, all his fears faded away.
The firefight lasted an hour. Aiden’s squad didn’t take any casualties but had killed four of the enemy. From then on, every patrol Aiden’s squad went on, they took contact. It started to become entertaining to Aiden. To fire a rifle at a target was fun; to fire a rifle at a living target that was shooting back was exilerating.
Three weeks into the deployment, Special Forces Command sent a message to Sgt Kilo. Their orders were to take the defense force and assault the city that the insurrection was calling home. The tactic of luring the enemy out of the city was taking too long for their liking.
The assault began flawlessly. They drove armored speeders into the city limits and began clearing the city out block by block. On the fourth block, the enemy poured high volumes of fire down onto the squad. Sgt Kilo took the squad into a building. Aiden was right behind him as they turned a corner. The enemy had set up a heavy repeater position down the hall and opened fire immediately. Sgt Kilo’s body got riddled with blaster bolts and he stumbled backwards. Aiden fired a single shot into the gunner’s face and killed him- it was his first confirmed kill.
As the medic worked on Sgt Kilo, Aiden and the rest of the squad cleared out the rest of the building and began firing at the enemy from the windows and roof. The battle lasted through the night and into the next day with no ground given or taken. Little did Aiden know that the battle would last an entire week.
Everyday Aiden would try and take a team to gain some sort of ground. His squad was slowly dwindling away with every effort made. Jargo, Eraise, Viktor, Sgt Kilo- all of them killed in action. On the third day, Aiden and the team he took out finally made it into a building further into the city. They cleared it, Aiden himself getting four confirmed kills out of the fray. They set up in the windows and began covering for the rest of the squad as they moved up into the new building and the defense forces took their place.
The clearing of the city was a slow and bloody process. The fighting was building to building and street by street. For every yard gained, they paid for it with blood. Everyone left alive in the squad had been wounded at some point, Aiden himself was shot in his right arm.
It wasn’t until the fifth day that things started looking up. Aiden had called the city in to command as a high-risk high-priority target. Command responded by sending an entire company of special forces and air assets. When Aiden would take contact from a building, he called in an airstrike to level it. On the sixth day, the battle was over. Aiden had killed fourteen men himself that he could confirm. His squad, which had started with thirteen men, had been reduced to five men.
Aiden’s company commander showed up after the battle and called Aiden over to him. ”PFC Avalos, you done good y’hear?” Aiden nodded. His eyes were half closed and his face was covered in dirt and blood. He didn’t even have the energy to stand at parade rest like he was supposed to. ”I’m giving you combat meritorious Corporal. You’ll be in charge of the squad.” Aiden nodded again, lighting a cigarette. All he wanted to do was sleep.
Aftermath
After the insurrection, Aiden was able to go and train the way special forces were supposed to. He qualified with a pistol and refined his skills. It was all different to him now that he had seen combat, but he still longed to be in a firefight again. Aiden finished his tattoo sleeve and got Sith tattooed across his upper back. His mindset started to change and everything became a joke to him. He had seen the galaxy at its worst, nothing else would compare.
Password: Bylgia
RP Sample:
Zip! Zip! Crack! The ever familiar sound of rounds screaming passed him gave him an unnerving feeling of calmness. Aiden sprinted through the open field towards a knoll fifty yards away. The ground exploded around him as rounds kicked up dirt and dust. The enemy was firing from fixed positions in a farm house two hundred meters to his front. Despite the distance, their fire was incredibly accurate. The two soldiers running behind Aiden were hit with a sickening thud and fell to the ground.
Finally reaching the knoll, Aiden slid to a stop and got in the prone on the crest of the knoll. He began firing semi-automatic shots at the farm house windows. The optic on his weapon wouldn’t allow him to see detail out that far, but he could see the dust from where his rounds were impacting around the windows. He moved his tongue and activated his communications system.
”Echo-Six, Echo-Six, this is Reaper-Two. Stand by for pos-rep.”
Standing by for pos-rep Reaper-Two.
”My pos, grid Alpha-Oscar Two-Four-Six-Three, over.”
Roger, grid Alpha-Oscar Two-Four-Six-Three.
A burst from a heavy repeater impacted in a line across the top of the knoll directly in front of Aiden. Aiden flipped his selector switch to automatic and sent a burst right back at it. An armored speeder rolled up behind Aiden ad began firing heavy quad-repeater rounds at the farm house. The occupants of the speeder dismounted and took up positions along the knoll with Aiden.
”Fire mission, grid Alpha-Oscar Two-Four-Seven-Zero.”
Roger Reaper-Two. Fire mission grid Alpha-Oscar Two-Four-Seven-Zero.
[colo=red]”Enemy squad in farm house. Lazing target.” Aiden aimed his rifle at the farm house and activated his infared laser.
Reaper-Two, we have eyes on the lazed target. Shot out, splash in sixty seconds.
Aiden kept the laser on the target. The amount of fire pouring down onto the farmhouse was enough that his rounds weren’t going to make any difference. He looked over at the men laying on the knoll with him. ”Incoming arty, sixty seconds!” The soldiers didn’t seem to notice. The minute long wait seemed to last forever. Finally he saw a flash across the sky. A line flashed vertically down onto the farmhouse and suddenly the farmhouse exploded. ”Heeeeeellllll yeaaaaaaah!” Every soldier on the knoll cheered and whistled their excitement at seeing the enemy getting slayed in such a manner.
”Good hit, Exho-Six!
Stand by Reaper-Two. It isn’t over.
Without warning round after round exploded on the farm house. The soldiers cheered and screamed with each round. A few air burst rounds went off the soldiers went condition black. They started standing straight up and yelling profanities and taunts as they fired everything they had at the farm house as the barrage continued. All Aiden could do was shake his head and laugh as he found himself wanting to do the same thing.
