Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25727671-20150311030432/@comment-25727671-20150330110759

Etonia racked the charging handle on her LMG, chambering a fresh round in preperation. She beckoned for the radio again as faint sounds of combat rang out from elsewhere.

"All units by the cargo hold, stand-by. Go in low, use what cover there is. I want two flashbangs up and over before anyone moves in, do you copy? Best we don't go in without having something." She spoke into the radio. The better part of a whole platoon reported nearby the cargo hold. Fifteen troopers. As she gave the all clear and readied herself, putting her face behind cover as soon as she saw the non-lethal grenades clang into the cargo hold, she knew it'd have to be enough.