Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25727671-20150311030432/@comment-25727671-20150323125941

Etonia paused, looking into the dark, smoke-filled cargo hold. She tapped the shoulder of the squad leader beside her.

"Give me your radio, Corporal" She said quietly, keeping her LMG aimed in front of her. The soldier nervously obliged, unclipping his radio and handing it to Etonia. She dropped to a crouch, propping her weapon up with her knee in order to keep it at the ready, bringing the radio up to her mouth in order to remain quiet.

"All units, utilize IR and NightVision sights. There are approximately eleven hostiles in the cargo hold, well-armed and organized. Fire in bursts, and do not fire until you have a clear line of sight. Etonia out." She clicked the radio off, shoving it back into the hands of the shaky trooper behind her as she took her weapon with both hands, checking her ammunition level.