((This post is also to see how many people are still around...))

Linda was hardly aware of the fact that it was raining. She was prone on the side of the bunker ENE of the eastern approach to the base. Her head was level with the TS rifle scope. Her black stealth armor made her vitrually invisible against the dark of night around her...

She was waiting for the next wave of Bane...

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((This post is also to see how many people are still around...))

Linda was hardly aware of the fact that it was raining. She was prone on the side of the bunker WNW of the western approach to the base. Her head was level with the TS rifle scope. Her black stealth armor made her vitrually invisible against the dark of night around her...

She was waiting for the next wave of Bane...

Lincoln took off his shades and stuck em away. In the rain they were more like a nuisance than help.
He checked his rifle, removed the magazine, looked at the magazine, at the weapon, and re-applied the magazine.
He sniffed and spat on the ground, rotting thrax corpses dotted points here and there, scavenged clean of any and all resources. He peeked out form the left side of the gate, first left, then right.
Lincoln then got up and darted out of the gate and dove behind a pile of sand-bags, readying his rifle, he scanned the surrounding.
The sun was going down, the rain was getting heavier and if his calculations were right...

The shit was going to hit hyperdrive, fast.

Linda grew bored of the immenant invasion. She holstered the TS rifle and drew her pistol, checking the magazine in it before replacing it.

She deftly scaled down the cliff side and entered the base, stocking up on ammunition. She then exited the base and sneaking up against the same sandbags that Lincoln was using.

She crouched down to the right of him, waiting for a response while taking cover...

Lincoln kept his rifle poised at the surrounding. Someone snuck up next to him, he crouched lower and looked for a second, then popped back up with the rifle.
It only takes a single look to recognize the set-up of a receptive, a sniper none the less.
"Hello miss..." He paused, thinking what to say.
"Fucking quiet, any idea when the crusties gonna drop the hammer?"

"I was beginning to wonder the same thing..." she says as she lets her gaze wander out over the plains in front of them, filled with lightning rods.

She places her own rifle against the sandbags and slips her helmet off, running a hand through her red hair before letting the helmet fall against her back suspended by a connector cable.

"Command was saying there was going to be a huge wave hitting this base today..."

Lincoln smiled. "Command? HAH!" He chuckles for a moment.
"Lady, I've been stationed in this C-P for a month, I think. Not a single HQ warning has been on the money with the date. We get a heads-up that tomorrows gonna be an assault, you can bet your ass it'll either happen NOW or two days later."
Lincoln smiled and scanned the sky, then looked around, turning to a sentry walking on a catwalk above.
"Yo! Steve! How long since the last DS?" Lincoln yelled up. The sentry looked at the sky then down at Lincoln.
"Four hours! Easy!" the man yelled back and continued his walk.

Lincoln turned to the woman. "Shit... usually before assaults, their dropships stop flying over the area. If they are gonna attack it'll be today... I think."

Just as he finished saying that and Linda was starting to think about a retort, several dozen Bane dropships roared overhead and landed just out of sight on the other end of the field.

"I guess we have company..." she says as she picks the TS rifle back up and aims down range.

Lincoln slipped the safety off his rifle and set off three rounds. "I just HAD to open my mouth, didn't I?"
He fired fast down the range at anything that came within range. He scored two kills before a grenade blew him off from his spot and onto his back. A squad of thrax had landed down to the left and flanked. Three riflemen commanded by a single grenadier.
Lincoln took aim at the grenadier, first two shots bounced off its helmet, the third hit it to the throat.
"Shit, we need to get inside!" He yelled before an AFS mech got dropped in.

"Good timing..."

Linda was placing shots very precisely, tearing through Caretakers and infantry alike. She ran through 2 mags before the AFS mech drop disrupted her focus.

Cursing she holstered the TS and grabbed Lincoln by the back of his armor suits neck with one hand, dragging him back towards the base, firing over her shoulder with pistol that appeared in the other hand.

Lincoln took out one of the three riflemen and started to reload his rifle when he felt a tug at his collar.
"Hey wh..GAH *cough, choke* hey! easy!" he coughed out, pushing with his legs after her. Finally at the gate he rolled so the woman lost her grip and he hopped up.
"*cough* Gah! Next time *huff, gah* warn *cough* ok?" He said, smiled a little. He reloaded his rifle, looked at the other side of the base.
The guys on that end were doing good.
"Up to the catwalk!" He said to the woman as he turned and ran for the stars leading to the catwalk, hauling his ass as fast as he could he slammed his back to the wall and peeked over, aimed his rifle and took out a caretaker, then an another one. He spotted three linkers lining to charge a fourth one aiming at the mech.
"Linkers, 11 o'clock!" He yelled and aimed his rifle at them.

When he rolled, she let go and moved flush against the side of the gate on the other side of the force field while reloading the sidearm.

She was blind firing when she heard the call about the linkers and deftly pulled a high explosive grenade out of satchell, armed it, and threw it in the general direction. She smiled as she peaked out of the corner, witnessing the linkers getting blown up.

More Bane dropships were landing in the same zone, dropping off more Bane infantry mid way across the field...Things were turning real ugly.

The alert came in over his comm and he froze in place, automatically checking his cover and concealment.
"Lightning fields Control Point under attack! We have lost our turrets. Need backup ASAP!"
He keyed an acknowledgement into his com and started making his way, quickly and silently, towards the beleagered base. He absentmindedly checked his Torqueshell rifle and shotgun as he went.
He arrived at the top of a ridge overlooking the base and whistled silently. the area in front of the base was covered with Bane. Some dead, most alive and shooting at the base. He could see two figures on the wall shooting back and the Bane starting to flank them. He set up quickly. Then he opened fire.

Linda immediately picked up the sniper shots (being a sniper herself). Every once in a while she would pop up to shoot a few pistol rounds, placing each shot as if it were her last. She took cover behind the wall and threw markers over the wall blindly, calling in fire support.

She watched as the bombs began to fall...

"Too many" Gerin said to himself as the Bane just kept coming. He had dozens of kills now but it seemed to make no difference. He was dropping the caretakers as fast as he saw them but the ones in cover kept resurrecting the ones he dropped. Even using his limited ability to call in airstrikes wasn't having the desired effect. If anything the Bane were...
A large shadow flew up towards him and he scrambled back as a Kael landed in his hide spot.
He drew his laser shotgun, knowing he was exposed and hoping he could get a shot off in time...

Linda was keeping an eye on the sniper while trying to keep track of specific bane targets down on the ground. She stopped her attacks on the assault group when a Kael went flying past the gate at the sniper.
As a last ditch effort she sprinted along the wall towards the two off in the wilderness, trying to close the gap enough to hurl a lightning induced logos strike at it...She was running out of rampart length and still wasn't close enough.
She hit the edge of the wall with a grunt and an outstretched arm. She simply watched as the lightning bolt soared from her hands and struck the Kael in the back, knocking it to the ground...

There was still no sign of the Bane letting up...She ran back to her original position, thowing Fire Support markers as soon as they would allow while firing her pistol. She was running low on ammo and her stealth armor was taking a beating. Not many AFS remained to resist the assault...

A bane infantry soldier was walking through the ranks of the bane, looking around as if he was trying to localize and memorize specific positions.
He realized that the outpost was running low on defense and just hoped the defending snipers wouldn't take him as a target.
He spotted a group of caretakers, well hidden from the snipers and started moving towards them...

Gerin was falling back from the Kael and peppering it with bolts from his shotgun when a blast of lightning came from the direction of the outpost and the Kael collapsed in a heap. He shook hinmself and then resumed his hide.
He focused on a group of Bane and then stopped for a second.

"What the...?" A Bane soldier was moving AWAY from the fight? Odd... He took a bead on it and then looked again. The thrax wasn't fighting... it was moving toward... He grinned evilly and shifted his focus.
"Good luck pal" He said to himself.

He shook himself again and focused on the group of Thrax trying to breach the gate force field. When he saw a howler jump right through it, (he HATED when they did that) he waited till it appeared on the other side then dropped it with 1 clean shot.
Then he saw something that drove all else from his mind. It looked like a command group! They were in the trench, out of line of sight from the Base, so he figured he had the best chance...
He was out of position though so he slowly and carefully moved to a better one. Every so often he took another shot covering the two on the wall.

Another pistol clip fell to the ground, empty. Linda only had one other mag...
The force field gate flickered out of existence. Things were terrible and they were going to lose the base, that was for sure.

Thinking quickly she grabbed Maeson's vest and started saying "Fall back through the wormhole, the gate is breached!"

He took in the situation at a glance. All of the Bane's attention was on the gate now that the forcefield had gone down. He was exposed though, no cover anywhere nearby. He quickly made his choice. He lit up the target, took aim at the Bane commander and fired.
The Bane commander fell and all of his cohorts turned almost as one on Gerin. He heard the first two or three shots, then nothing.

He woke up retching as he always did. He shook himself, cataloguing all of his body parts. Everything was where it was supposed to be. The failsafe teleporter had worked again. As his life signs dropped, it had teleported him to the closest medical station... the closest? Oh shit!
He jumped up, ignoring the startled cry from an intern, grabbed his shotgun and dashed out of the tent. Halfway out he hit his neck with a rez trauma pack and dashed out into chaos.