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"They're on our fuckin comms system!"
One of the SEC units yells out to his comrades, "HEY! TARGET THE ORIGIN OF FIRE!" and immediately the wielder of the fuel rod cannon is met with a barrage of bullets and a two launched grenades that explodes above his head.
10-Charlie quickly reacts to the message received by contacting TOC. "TOC, you receiving that shit?"
"Copy, FOT. Switch shielding to overhead bubble, high concentration. Doing ASR scan now."
One of the men crawls over to the shielding beacon and pulls two levers, aiming the shield slowly overhead and then condensing it, which all of the soldiers move under before it turns into a half-sphere.
"Sir, battery says we have only 11 minutes left with this thing, what do we-"
"Shut the fuck up, I'm thinking," commands 10-Charlie, and the rookie turns and begins to return fire.
"Hey, Delta, do you have any leftover SMAW rockets from the takedown?" "Yeah, let me dig it out."
One of the units, spotting the sudden increase in silhouettes in the fog, notices that the Kreznik has disappeared. "Oh, fuck, uh, U-L! We have a FUCKING PROBLEM!" The unit leader turns from his crouched position, and seeing the outlines of humanoids, whispers an oath to himself. "Fuck, need immediate- NEED IMMEDIATE ILLUMINATION, LOAD STARBURST ROUNDS!" The soldiers with grenade launchers quickly load white phosphorus grenades, firing them into the air above the fog, quickly illuminating the area with streaks of burning light.
"TOC, situation is getting out of hand. Need air support fast, consider anti-air fighters."
"Sorry, FOT-10, we can't move any faster. AAF is not an option, mission is supposed to be quiet. Evac is in 17 minutes, get to the extract point ASAP."
"WE CAN'T FUCKING MOVE, YOU-" 10-Charlie shouts into his mic before being cut off by a loud buzz of the line going dead.
"FUCK!"
The Death Unit begins to slowly concentrate fire towards the disruptor rounds, some of the soldiers dropping out to change magazines, two of them carefully loading a SMAW rocket launcher.