(Miiora)

'Echo five charlie, echo five charlie, this is echo five echo. Interrogative: how much further to the airfield?'

'echo five echo I don't copy.'

"In a way I've got to!." I look forward to the drivers seat to see Forbes singing a human song.

"run away I've got too..." he points to Fallon who sits in front of me. I can almost feel his blank stare despite his not looking at me, he raises his hands and gives two claps.

"Get away from the pain you drive into the heart of me. take me tears and that's not nearly..."

"Oah, tainted love!" both Fallon and Forbes sing without taking their eyes off the dirt road.

"Oohh wooh aahohao." Trombley drones sleepy from my right behind Forbes.

"Tainted love!"

"Oohh wooh aahoaho"

"Don't touch me please I can not stand the way you tease. Oh, I love you but you hurt me..." I feel like I am missing something.

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(Miiora)

"this is fucking stupid." Fallon says form as he hefts and points his weapon out of the window as jets streak overhead towards the airfield. It is now daylight and the rain has died down to a light drizzle.

"You know the map showed fences, if there's fences, were gonna need the bolt cutters." Forbes says.

"There under Miiora's seat." Fallon responds fiddling with his rifles sight.

"Hay, can you lift your ass if we need to get to those bolt cutters?" Forbes asks me.

"I think so." I say standing up and trying to open the crate. "no."

"Charlie just cleared a guard tower." there is a clattering and grunting from the top of the jeep.

"What is it Garza?"

"The MG is jammed." I look around listening to the marines talking over each other.

"Hitman two this is one-one our Mk 39 is down. I say again our main gun is down." Fallon says on the radio

"Either unfuck it now. or get on your fucking SAW!" Fallon orders

"SD make up."

"Acknowledged pilot." the ATLAS says as it begins running ahead of us with its weapon in its hands.

"Im trying."

"I see men running at two hundred meters, at ten oclock." Trombely says from my left aiming down the sights of his weapon.

"Are they armed?" Fallon yelled back firing his launcher into a near by riven.

"Their something."

"Well, the order is everyone is declared hostile. Light 'em the fuck up." Fallon says now aiming down the sights of his weapon as well. I jump a little as Trombely fires three bursts from his Light machine gun.

"Fuck yeah, get some!" the young mans says glancing at me from over his shoulder with a smile. He fires another burst.

"Fuck!" and I can almost hear the smile on Trombelys face. we begin speeding up as the convoy now on an open field begin to take some kind of formation. the two ATLAS's charge in the middle of our group. We begin banging around inside the Jeep as we begin running over rocks, and I feel like I chip a horn on the roof as we bang into and over a berm.

"All Hitman two victors, maintain dispersion. Target building five hundred meters ahead. Break. Hitman three is holding our flank. Over." Fick's voice says over the radio the firing begins as soon as the wheels hit the airfield. SD is firing its Massive rifle and the other begins launching its massive grenades. I look around and see the other vehicles firing on the buildings ahead and vehicles.

"Hitman two this is one-one I have twelve tanks, northwest side of the warehouse. over"

"Wilco, we've got eyes. They appear to be stationary. No personnel." Fallon responds flipping down his visor.

"Hitman two, this is two-three I have around three unmanned triples A batteries. they appear to be abandoned. Over." The convoy rolls to a stop as captain Skyler jumps out of his truck with a...

"He's got his fucking bayonet out." Fallon says as the company commander begins to fire his M-66 from the hip, sweeping it across the airfield emptying the magazine. The Airfield is abandoned.

"Follow my tracers!" the commander shouts taking a UEC assault rifle from the jeep and doing the same however this time rounds begin ricochet back our way.

"Can you believe that fucking retard is in charge of people?" Forbes laughs before ducking back down as a round flies back our way to richochette off of the hood.

"Jesus christ." Fallon says tiredly, so the NAC has some incompetent military leaders just like the UEC. Skyler reloads his M-66 and sprints over to us pounding on our hood pointing to a group of building close by to the airfield.

"Engage those fucking buildings."

"Sir that's over four thousand meters away. the range of my 39 is two thousand." Garza says not even bothering to move the gun.

"Then move into position!" the man yells before running away.

"Should I light them up?" Garza asks, Fallon looks at me and points to the spot the commander was pointing. I zoom in with my helmet and see its a slave village, I relay this information to Fallon and he comes to a decision.

"No, those aren't military buildings. there civilian huts." He laughs discussed.

Later we are sitting around a full company of heavily armed humans and one Tymerian. All now either just walking around, checking equipment, or eating rations. Fallon stands about five feet from our Jeep where Forbes sits in the passenger seat, Garza still on the gun and trombely lounging on the hood. and I sit on the roof swinging my legs looking around.

"Yeah! looks like the UECs Planetary defense ponies got wind I was coming. As the ancient warrior-poet Ice cube once said, "If the day does not require an M-66 it is good."" Forbes says raising his visor

"If they had stayed around to man those, we'd have been dead before we even saw them." Fallon says calmly looking over to where the twelve tanks sit with marines climbing on them, and inspecting them.

"Dude lighten up." Fallon looks back coldly to Forbes like he is about to give a lecture.

"Then again the world wouldn't have to deal with the prospect of you returning to your cretinous daughter-fucking, trailer-park shithole and producing mutant, Whiskey Tango, scrotum-faced, bucktoothed, zit-exploding progeny." he says and we all try to five him hints as someone walks up to him.

"heads up." he turns around to see the company captain smiling at him.

"I need a channel to Drop main." Fallon reaches into the Jeep turns a nob on the radio he brought with him and hands the speaker to the captain.

"Chaos, this is godfather.... we have seized the enemy airfield. we have captured several enemy tanks and self-propelled triple-A batteries. It appears that we have over run the entire base of troops who have fled. and sir we have sustained zero casualties... Thank you. roger that. out." the man says before pating Fallon on the shoulder and walking away. there is a series of whooshing noises and is see the human fighters and other dropships begin landing.

"Gentlemen and lady." Fallon says looking at us we all turn to look at him.

"We just seized an airfield" we all look at one another smiling.

Author's Note

Military leadership at its finest.