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Blackwing was sitting on the chopper, waiting for them to land at the new base. Normally whenever he was on a chopper he would be on his way to a insertion point, and he was normally ready to fight the moment they neared the AO. This time however, his FN Scar mk 17 was laying next to him, down on the seat. His M9 however was in his hip holster, but that never changed. In Blackwings experience, these types of things messed up a lot, though not always. He was hoping this would be one of those rides that went smothely.

As he looked across from him he saw someone across from him. His last squad had all been KIA right in front of him. This guy he didnt even know, though he would soon. He stayed silent for now though, just waiting, and watching the ground below them.

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Vitus bearing, a pony named after the legendary explorer. However the name he went by and the name he was starting to truly identify himself was doc!

He had a camo uniform on adorned with the prestigious f.m.f pin which showed the world he had what it takes to be a corpman.

He was one of many recon corpmen at his old base and was being sent as an individual augmentee to another one close by. He sat in the helio, his med bag at his feet and his rifle in his lap. He was having a hard time staying awake. He shouted over the hn-ni’s loud rotors and asked the sergeant next to him “hey this base were heading too are the barracks any good?”

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Black looked at the corpsman, wh at the moment seemed to be quite tired. Black couldnt blame him, he himself was. As he looked at him he could tell that this guy had a fair bit of experience, which he hoped meant he could hold his own. As he heard him asking about the barracks, Black blinked and gave a 'Dont know' look to him. As Black looked towards the ground again, he could see slight movement, though it didnt seem like it was any threat so he just ignored it.

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Doc didn’t like how the he didn’t speak. Only using his face to give his answer. It felt rude to him.

He took a good look at the sergeant and his gear. He was clearly a recon squad leader. This guy could very well be his boss in the near future.

Not sure what else to do doc stretched his legs and wrapped his rifle sling around his should holding it snugly n place. He attached a carbineer from his bag onto his l.b.v and yawned closing his eyes trying to get what little rest he could out of the ride.

It was a little nerve wracking not knowing when the next time you’l get some sleep or being safe in general was. doc closed his eyes making the most f what he had.

“I wanted this.” He said to himself before he let his body relax. Reminding himself that he sighed up and completing the the training knowing everyday how hrd things would be.

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Blackwing could tell that this guy was a bit.... annoyed that he had kept quiet. Black didnt talk much unless he had to, a little habbit he had. Black sighed as he looked at the pilot, then back to the ground. He then saw what looked like a rifle stickign out from the bushes, then what looked like a.......

"HEADS DOWN" Black quickly yelled as he grabbed his rifle, moving his body away from that side of the huey. He knew what he had seen, he a RPG plus what seemed like at least half a dozen rifles coming from the bushes, and he kenw what was coming next.

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“every time I try relax!” doc shouted. He clicked the safety off his m4 and stuck it out the window over the ground he pulled the trigger a few times hearing and feeling the gun spitting out 3 shots at a time. blindfiring hoping it would make a few of them take cover and stop shooting He looked around and saw a big ball of white gass heading towards them

RPG!” he shouted. He attached a carbineer to the seat and grabbed black by the rifle strap. Bracing for the impact of the hit.

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Black, instead of returning fire, had grabbed parashutes and threw one to him. "JUMP" He yells to him, knowing that this was just going to end horrobly. He heard the sound of RPG's being fired, which made him swear as he leapt out of the huey.

"COME ON" He yelled the moment he jumped.

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Doc didn’t think, he just jumped!

The winds assaulted his eyes he struggled to keep them open, he slid the parachute over his back, he med bag still attached to his leg messing with his fall.

Doc looked at the distance from the ground, the parachute wouldn’t help much but it was better than nothing! He saw a large river and as he pulled the suite praying that whoever packed the chute did it right

“opening too low! Aim for water! WATER!”

The chute activated catching him in the air but the fall was too much, and he leaned a bit to ensure he would fall in the river.

When he hit the water it felt like concrete, the parachute may have saved his life but it still hurt!

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Black, in mid air, managed to slip the parashute onto his back, dropping his rifle in the process. As the parashute gets onto his back he grabs his rifle, which was still in grabbing range as he pulled the chute open, following the corpsmans lead as they went into the water. As he hit the water he swore again, the impact painful. The water rushed him forward, throwing him around as they went down stream. As they went down he ended up washing onto a beach, he didnt know if the corpsman made it, but all he knew was that right now, he was not planning on moving. As he looked at the air, he saw the chopper go down in flames as a RPG hit it. "Great...."

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Doc grabbed his knife anc cut the parachute off as he felt the stream take hold of him. . he let his med bag sink him to the ground, and he then unhooked it from his leg and swam with it on his back. He got to the surface and gasped for air, he saw there was blood in the water around him , he guessed it was his own. Getting cut or a bloody nose from the whole experience. He saw the sergeant and tiredly walked up o him laying prone on the sand

“sergeant … you wouldn’t happen to have a radio would you?”

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Black noticed that the corpsman had walked over to him, asking about a radio. While it would be smart if he had one, he didnt at the moment. It was still on that blown up huey, he didnt have enough time to grab everything.

"No, but we need to move" He said as he got up, still exausted and brused. He still had his rifle gripped in his hand as he used the other to take the knife off his leg, cutting the chutes straps off so that he had a lighter load to carry. He knew that they would need to get back to that crash site if they wanted to make it home. Black just walked straight up off the beach, to the tree line.

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doc reached into one of his pouches for his emergency radio, sure enough the water short circuted it. he fought the urge to crush it, and put it back in his pouch hopping maybe once it dried it could be used.

he then raised his rifle covering black's aproch to the tree line. he then ran as fast as he could to him and jumped to the cover of a tree next to him

"seargent, uhh blackwing" he said reading his uniform "the crash site is going to be crawling with hostiles. were in unkown terrortory. our best bet is to evade the enemy as much as possible and head east towards the base."

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Once Black was at the tree line he leant against a tree, using it as cover as he looked around. He heard footsteps running nearby so he made the signal to be silent. He stayed against the tree, letting them pass. Once they were gone he looked at the Corpsman. "Doc, we are heading back to the crash site. Survivors might be their, and i dont think we want to leg it to the base, we would run out of food trying to get their" Black said before he pulled out his silencer and started to attach it to the barrel of his rifle. Once it was on he looked at the Corpsman.

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Watching Doc and Black was a single Barrett Sniper Rifle, the scope and barrel are being pointed at Doc's chest. Behind the rifle was Midnight, lying down under the cover of a tree and grass, making her very camouflaged, near impossible to stop unless you knew she was there. Brushing some hair out of her eyes, she regained her aim on the two soldiers on the beach.

Her biggest question was who where they, they seemed familar but she couldn't recall them. She slowed her breath, before gasping in pain as she moved her left arm. She glanced at it, and the stupid amounts of blood covering her arm. The crash had lodged metal int it and had taken her a good 10 minutes to remove it and stop the bleeding. It would need better proper fixing, but right now it wasn't the time. Retaking her aim, her barrel now pointed at Black. Did she want to fire? Screw it, they were probably enemies anyway since they are in this position.

Finishing her aim, she pulled the trigger. But it wasn't aimed at the ground next to him and the round slammed into the ground. She fired again, and a third time, all 3 missed by millimeters, hopefully making it obvious that she could finish them whenever she wished, but didn't want to, not yet. She wasn't too sure if they were allies or not, and hence wouldn't execute them.

She keyed up her radio, scanning for any channels in her target area, but nothing came up..Wait, they didn't have a radio?! How was she meant to contact them without a radio? While that is annoying, hopefully she had made her point with her warning shots. Retaking her aim, she got onto her knees so that they could see her and the long rifle. She couldn't move to them due to her injuries...She took half a glance at right leg, also coated in blood. It had been crushed when she crashed and she couldn't walk normally right now.

But for now, what she was paying attention to her 'victims'. She kept her aim on them while making herself visible, and hopefully they could understand that she had them dead in her sights and hope, hope, that they'll come close enough for them to talk them.

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The moment the first shot rang out Black was already in battle situation, he ducked down at first, the bullets all missing him. He could tell that the shots missed on purpose, they were sniper rounds and no good sniper misses unless they purposly do so. Blackwing looked aroudn the tree he was behind, and raised his rfile, aiming towards where he thought he might have seen a flash. He could see somethign that didnt look normal, though he ignored it, unsure if it was important or not. That was when he saw that same area rise up, a person along with a sniper could be seen. He kept his rifle leveled at it, his finger on, but not pulling the trigger.

"Doc, im going to check it out" Black said to him before he stood up, and started walking through the tree line towards the figure. He kept moving, making sure his flanks were covered. He knew he was breaking a normal rule, never go alone, but right now, he didnt care. Their was a sniper here, friendly or not, he planned to bring him or her back to Doc.

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Midnight kept her scope on the one moving towards her, and the one staying behind, checking for any signs they were going to fire back. While the one getting close had a rifle raised at her, they hadn't pulled the trigger. Probable because they liked how their chest looked. They were getting closer, walking in partially the open to reach her with no reason why she couldn't just open fire once again on them. Still, that aside, she kept her scope on him. She couldn't afford to take any....

That's when she heard it, water hitting the ground behind her. It took her mind half a second to know someone was behind her, since she'd set up a small trap that would alert her to someone sneaking up on her. She spun around instantly, rifle raised and came to spot 3 people behind her, all with weapons drawn. Midnight didn't hesitate, despite knowing the consequences of firing a weapon like this without a stable position. She pulled the trigger, and her round went straight through the closest target, killing them instantly. She adjusted her aim slightly, and fired once again. The third person managed to knock her rifle onto the ground. But she grabbed a knife on her uniform, throwing it into his shoulder before grabbing the rifle and raising it once again, this time firing from the hip. she raised an eye brow at them, before pulling the trigger. Her shot was, as usual, on point, but she realized too late she'd screwed up.

The kick from a 50 cal was bad, which meant you needed a stable firing position or a lot of grip to hold the rifle, and she hadn't done that for the most recent shot. She fell onto her back, her right arm in agony from the recoil of the final shot as she cried out in pain. She was already injured, now she was worried she couldn't fight back... Spotting one of the bodies next to her, she grabbed her rifle and placed it next to them, tilting their face and covering their wounds before limping into a shadow. The plan was for that person to check that body, and she'd grab them from behind and hopefully get some answers..

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As Blackwing moved in, he saw the figure turn around, and then he saw more shots as well as three people. The moment the first shot went out Black knew that this was no amature. All three targets went down smothely, well, almsot all of them. With the last shot, Black knew that it must have hurt, it was fired from a unstable position, and he knew that this sniper easily had a injured arm from the kickback. He ignored all of the facts as he moved in, taking cover behind a tree a odd five metres away from the bodies. He no longer saw the sniper, all he saw was three dead soldiers. He peaked around the corner, making sure the path was clear before he moved in closer. He knew that the sniper was either gone or setting up a trap, either way this might turn out bad.

As he arrived at the bodies the first thing Black noticed was the blood that was not with the bodies, meaning that either the sniper killed someone else here, or that he was injured. Black was familiar with this, attacked from behind while investegating bodies, though he decided just to do it. While keeping his rifle in hands, he moved to the bodies, straight into her trap.

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Midnight tightened her hand grip around the machete that was in her hand, trying to keep her breathing calm and quiet, as she'd been taught to do. Right now, she was deep in enemy territory, no backup, no promised reinforcements, no nothing. She was on her own right now, and had to assume as much. For now, the best thing she could do was remove the person coming to check, snipe the person at the beach, find a cave and work on her wounds.

There! She tracked her victim was walking over to the bodies, and her rifle. Quietly she walked out from behind one of the trees, seemingly coming out of the darkness entirely. Her blade in her hand as she raised it, this needed to be quick. If she got stuck in a fight, she'd be completely doomed. She took a single step and accidentially crushed a leaf. In that moment, Midnight knew she'd screwed up, the sound would alert any decent soldier she was there. She had to act to survive! She started bringing her arm down, her machete aimed right at her victims neck. If that blow hits, it would be a time till they bled out..

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Blackwing had heard the soldier comign from behind even before the leaf had been stepped on, he had known that he was somewhere here, and all his attention ahd been to listening around. As soon as he heard the leaf, he used that as his time to move. He rolled to the side, the machete missing his neck by milimeters. As Black finished his role he quickly turned to look at the soldier. He could see it was a female, and she was injuried. He raised his rifle at her, looking down the scope as he aimed at her shoulder, ready to shoot if she made any sudden or threating moves. As he aimed at her shoulder he noticed a Insinge, one that was familiar...

"Stand down" Black said, his rifle still aimed at her. She was a friendly, he could tell that now, though he still didnt want to take chances with her holding a machete.

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Midnight swore at her miss, and the rifle being pointed at her she froze like a deer in headlights. She hesitated when she was 'ordered' to stand down, did this person know them? No, she looked over this Armour, it didn't seem familiar of her armies...

Did she have much of a choice? She was stuck in an enemy base, with no allies, looking down the barrel of a gun with only a machete and being covered in injuries. Midnight looked over his shoulder, then back at them. The distance between them wasn't far, and it'll be close enough for her to cover the distance.

She dropped the Machete, looking like she was obeying, before leaping forwards. She had no choice! She wouldn't die here!

She managed to tackle Blackwing, taking him to the ground before rolling off. Her right arm was locking up due to her injuries, and that was her shooting and stabbing hand. "I won't die her! I didn't survive my chopper crash to die here!" she yelled as she grabbed another knife from her uniform with her left arm, weak as it was, before looking up to try spot her victim. She had a feeling she was as good as dead, but better dead than a prisoner.

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Blackwing kept his rifle aimed, making sure that he was ready to pull the trigger at any sudden movements though he didnt expect her to do that. As she dropped her machete, Black lowered his rifle a bit, though when she leaped he tried to raise the rifle again. As he raised it, he took a shot, trying to hit her in a limb but his shot was off due to the speed she had tried to tackle him. The bullet went straight past her head, milimeters from hitting as it passed over her and hit a tree behind. As they hit the ground the shock made Black let go of his Scar, the rifle slipping from his hands. As she rolled off him, he rolled the other way, pulling his M9 from its holster mid roll. He leapt up, holding the M9 in front of him as he aimed at her. He could tell that she was injured worse then it showed. He approached her carefully. He moved so that he was right next to his Scar, leaning down to pick it up with one hand while keepin his full attention towards her.

"Unless you want to try this again, or get shot, i recommend you put that knife away before i have to shoot it out of your hands, plus its not friendly to have a knife you intend to use on a fellow ranger" Black says to her, hoping she would finally understand that they were friendlys. He lowered his pistol, no longer aiming at her in hopes of showing he meant no harm.

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Midnight looked up, seeing the barrel of another gun being pointed at her. She waited for the trigger to be pulled, to be killed, but it didn't come....

Wait, he was a fellow Ranger? She looked over his uniform, spotting the ensigne and making herself feel stupid. She let go of her blade, rolling onto her back.

"I'm..I'm sorry, I didn't know..I didn't think anyone survived the crash" Midnight closed her eyes, sighing before opening them again and slowing reaching up for her rifle, before being unable to because of her near dislocated arm.

"Staff-Sergeant Midnight Blossom, Call-sign Rose. Was pulled into recon 1, pulled from Delta 5's advance recon and special operations...My chopper was shot down, I managed to get out here..." Midnight managed to grab her rifle, pulling it next to her. The rifle next to her was huge, then again, it was a 50. cal Sniper after all, not your average weapon and not your average rifle.

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Blackwing was glad when she finally dropped her knife, it meant he could put his own gun away. As she started talking and getting up he slid his M9 back into the hoster on his right leg. As she started saying her name, he reached down and grabbed his Scar, strapping it aroudn his shoulder as he walked over to her. As he listened he realized that she had been on the other Huey that was flying with them, meaning both were shot down...

After she finished sayign all she had to say Black spoke up. "Sergeant Blackwing, Call-Sign Shadow" replied, ignoring the fact that she was higher rank. Protocal made no differense to him in that area, he had no plans in hell to salute her, EVER.

"Let me help you out, we need to get back to the beachhead. Iv got a Corpsman their, he will help patch you up. Hand me your 50.cal, no offense, though if you shoot this thing in your condition, all your going to do is break some more bones, Here" He said to her, pulling out his M9 and handing it to her. For now, she needed a small firearm for now.

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Doc wanted to call out the sergeant on his stupidly of chasing a sniper alone but he was halted when he saw one of the patrollers he was avoiding, come closer

He cursed under his breath and grabbed a nearby stone and threw it as a distraction.

He looked to the shots fired by the sniper, they were warnings, meant to get our attention! Not kill us. Doc then noticed there was a large group of patrollers nearby. He checked his m4 magazine and slung it over his back drawing his ka-bar and his 45

The patrollers went to the direction of his distraction and he slowly crawled forward on his hands and knees staying low and slow making as very little noise as possible. Be crawled past the vegetation slowly coming up on the smallest patroller.

He was now a few feet away from his target. He took a deep breath and jumped up behind him, just like he was trained he came up upon him wrapped his arm around the patrollers neck lifting the head. While kicking the back of his knee in. he held the patroller on top of him and plunged his blade into his windpipe, cutting past the ribcage feeling for the aorta vein. Doc quickly found it and pulled his knife out cutting the aorta! Doc then fell down landing on top of him.

The patroller dropped his weapon and put his hand on doc’s arm trying to free himself, but then he fell down pinning himself to the ground he quickly lost all strength and life as his chest filled with blood. Doc held him down with his own bodyweight and watched as the dirt filled with blood. And some horrible noises came from the dying pony underneath him. Fortunately the others patrollers didn’t hear and he stepped off of him. And counted 3 other patrollers.

“cant shoot em unless we want more to come. What can I do? … … I’ll have to try to split em up. Maybe I can use the rock trick again.” He checked the patroller he just killed for anything useful but he only had his a.k and some ammo on him. He took the a.k and crept forward, he took the magazine out and discharged the round in the chamber. Then threw it against a nearby tree, causing it to bounce off the tree!

The patrollers now suspicious got in a formation and walked forward aiming there rifles.

Doc stood still on the ground and waited a patroller walked right past him and he jumped up plunging the knife into his neck, doc tackled him down carving his neck making sure to cut his jugular causing blood to spurt every 3 seconds spraying him and everything else with blood. The other two patrollers noticed this and pointed towards the direction they saw there friend fall. Ken stayed on the ground and stood still. Soon the patrollers took a few steps doc took the opportunity and lunged sticking the knife right into the left eye of the closer patroller!

The final one stood there trying to get a clear shot! Doc took a step forward and grabbed the barrel of the rifle and stepping forward stabbing the elbow quickly causing him to drop the rifle. Dock took the rifle in both hands and held it like a baseball bat smacking it into the patrollers face! The patroller fell and doc jumped on him plunging his blade into the patrollers neck. finishing him

doc stood up exhausted. Tired and covered in blood. Then he heard what sounded like a fight over by where sergeant black wing was. he holstered his pistol and knife. and ran forward with his rifle he chased the sound and saw blackwing with a short ‘rather pretty’ woman he looked at her uniform collar and saw she was a staff seargent. And also she was heavily wounded!

Doc looked at the both of them and reported “took out a group of guys, we should be safe for now. Staff seargent you need some help your bleeding pretty bad I got supplies.” He said taking off his med pac and waiting for her consent before he went to help.

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Midnight noticed she had a higher rank than Blackwing, not that it bothered her much. Ranks where pointless on the field and often didn't show the person's true abilily. She was a Staff-Sergeant because of her aim, not her ability to lead in battle.

But Midnight shook her head when he offered to get her to his corpman, as much as she was wounded, there no little chance of her making her way to the beachhead without being gunned down in her condition.

"I'm sticking right here Sergeant, I go out there and i'm gunna get shot down. Besides, i've had medic training too, I know how to take care of myself"

Midnight reached into her pack next to her, pulling out a few bandages and wipes. Last thing she wanted was to get an infection.She started bandaging up her leg, when she heard someone walking towards them. Looking up, it looked like the other squadmember that the Sergeant mentioned. She looked away when he offers to help with the bleeding, partly not wanting to accept it, but part of her knowing she needed the help.

"I...t-thank you Corporal..can you work on my left arm? Got a cut along the inside of my wrist, along the blood vein, isn't a pretty sight. I'm impressed you can read my rank from there, names Midnight 'Rose' Blossom. You are...?"

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