SkyRanger 1 responds, Mission begins 2:04 am.
The moment X-Com troops set foot off the Sky Ranger, they are fired upon from an unseen position to the east.
The troops maneuver to find cover, but Donaldson is struck in the leg before he even gets off the Sky Rangers's ramp. Apparently, it was a bad choice to have him carry the Heavy Cannon, as it was taking him 3 times as long to move as all the others, including Cicconi who had the rocket launcher.
Selflessly, Cavataio dashs towards the source of the incoming fire, hoping to spot an alien and give his team mates something to shoot at. He spots the asshole bare moments before he opens fire again. It's a Grey, one of the little aliens who I can only assume come to Earth and start shit because of galactic penis envy. Before his jealously enraged, puny mind even thinks about pulling the trigger on his inferior alien weapon, Cavataio calls his position and Brunelleshi blindfires, striking him in the chest and dropping him like a sack of dumbass potatoes.
Le moves to back up Cavataio, while the others (except for Donaldson, who limps back onto the Sky Ranger) take cover behind some trees after being fired on again. Marco stays where he is, letting the bloodlust fill his brain, waiting for an alien to give away its position. I guess all that time spent playing with the guns back at Satan's House was worth it.
Inspired, Brophy tries the same maneuver Cavataio pulled. He dashes madly towards the incoming fire, and spots another Grey. Rankine ducks out of cover and takes 2 shots, both missing. The others can't seem to get in a good position so they stay low, anxious to see how Brophy makes out.
He doesn't. He eats a laser blast right in the face.
Le is dropped by a sniper. Cavataio gets to higher ground, but can't see anything. That's when I call Mission Abort. There's no way we can proceed with 3 incapacitated and only 1 tango down. No one can see 5 feet in front of them in that god damn magical alien darkness.
The troops make it back onto the Sky Ranger, Cavataio drawing fire the whole way but dodging like a madman. Now they at least know that these aliens are not fucking around. They are Supreme Assholes, who come to Earth and mess with our shit for NO REASON. GOD DAMN. EARTH FOR HUMANS!
Anyways, Brunelleshi was promoted to Sergeant for being the only man to bag an alien. Donaldson, through some incredible fuck-up in the paper work, was also promoted. Evidently, getting shot in the leg and never setting foot off the Sky Ranger is what we like to see from our soldiers. Whatever, maybe this will give him the confidence he needs to actually move around a little. I think someone else will take over as heavy gunner though.
Pvt. Le however, receives a near fatal wound and gets nothing. This is the truly amazing part: Le is almost killed on the field, but he'll be ready for action in a week. Donaldson? FORTY FIVE DAYS! It will take him FORTY FIVE DAYS to heal up. That's a lot of Rock Band.
Can't wait to meet the replacements!
RIP Brophy. Now you know why we don't talk with the aliens.
Mission Outcome: Poor.
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