156 I FOUND YOU~! (1/2)
Uncharted Forest - 292 km fromSawtooth Mountain Pass
Lt Joesph looked up as he heard a muffled rippling echo from the skies, but the thick canopy barely allowed any view into the sky. Even sound was muffled and suppressed by the thick cover, making it hard to gauge where it was coming from.
”Come on, move it guys,” Lt Joesph encouraged the tired slaves as they pushed through the forest. ”Tyrier!”
He gestured the Claymore One leader over, ”Think you can lay some false trails and cover our movements?”
Tyrier paused and glanced around the forest before nodding, ”Got it, you got any claymores or explosives?”
Lt Joesph nodded and pointed, ”Get it from the Asagi,” He gestured to a small quad pedial walker, climbing over a tree root with large baggage on its back, following a hulking Oerkin wearing a barely fitting helmet and a sleeveless uniform with a couple of ammo belts crisscrossed over his barrel chest. In his large muscular arms, he cradled a large machine gun that looked almost too small for him. ”I will assign you some guys for support.”
”Got it,” Tyrier gave a low whistle, signaling the rest of Claymore One over, ”Alright guys, got a shit job.” He said to the rest of the team as they gathered around him.
”We gonna lay some surprises for any chance of pursuit at our rear and also spells to cover and mislead the enemy,” Tyrier gave a quick brief. ”Whatever we need, explosives or mines, we get it from the golem's supplies. Questions?”
”Why the fark are we doing this shit?” Hitsu grumbled, ”Can't the Marines handle it? Why is it always Claymore One got to do all the shit jobs?”
”Shut it!” Tyrier growled, ”Will you trust a brunch of FNGs (*Fucking New Guys) to wipe your ass?”
”Now I know you guys are feeling pissed and sad with Doth's incident,” Tyrier lowered his tone, ”That Hero who killed our friend and buddy is out there, and he is coming again,” He pointed to the rear.
”And we are gonna give him a surprise party when he comes,” Tyrier said while looking in the eyes of each of his team, ”Now what say you?”
”Time for round two!” Altied growled, ”Let's kill that son of a bitch once and for all!”
”Hell yea!” Tavel nodded, rubbing his bandaged arm. ”He's got to pay for Doth!”
The rest nodded in agreement, ”Okay, we are gonna split into three sectors, left, center and right flank.” Tyrier pointed to three directions.
”Altied and Young, you cover the left flank, Hitsu, and Loke, on the center and Tavel with me on the right,' Tyrier ordered, ”Mine it, trap it, lay your magic formations, or whatever shit you want, but do it quickly. Questions?”
”How much time?” Loke asked.
”Maybe half a day? Or less?” Tyrier replied, ”We have no idea, it could even be an hour.”
”Won't it be a hazard in the long run if the traps and mines are not triggered?” Young asked in concern.
”We mark in on the maps if possible and have the Marines clear them in the future,” Tyrier replied, ”We don't have the luxury of worrying about hazards now. Any other questions?”
The men shook their heads as they pondered on what to set up on their assigned areas.
Tyrier nodded, ”Good. Grab what you need, and who you need. The lieutenant had given us his okay on using his men.”
”Sergeant Tyrier?” A Marine Sergeant appeared behind Tyrier, ”The LT has sent us over to assist you.”
Tyrier did a quick look and saw two sections worth of Marines had gathered up, half of what Lt Joesph had in his force. The golem called Asagi was curiously looking left and right at the ongoings as it stood at the edge of the crowd.
”Alright Sergeant... Emberstone,” Tyrier read the nametag off his uniform, ”Split the men up into three groups and also all the explosives and mines from the golem and do the same.”
SGT Emberstone nodded and started directing the gathered Marines, pointing and gesturing at the golem while getting the men to form up in three groups. ”Sergeant Tyrier? It's done.”
”Good,” Tyrier strolled up, ”Alright, you guys are here to help us lay some surprises for the blue boys who is coming. We don't know how much time we have, it might be an hour or a day. So work fast and work safe!” He pointed to one group, ”You guys follow Altied and Young. You with them and the rest with me. Now let's get to work!”
”OOO RAH!”
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Somewhere at the Uncharted Forest
Blue Thunder painfully stretched out his broken wing, allowing Luth and Dek to bind his broken wing bones with a piece of wood and duct tape. He chomped down on the unappetizing ration blocks and sighed, ”I want meat...”
”Come on, Blue, soldier up!” Stamford patted Blue's ridged head. ”Wait a while more, and I get the boys to hunt you something later.”
”Promise?” Blue Thunder made a plate-sized puppies eyes at Stamford who shook his head at Blue Thunder's antics.
”Promise!” Stamford replied, ”When it is all safe and clear!”
Blue Thunder gave a grunt, as Barkley pulled out another crossbow bolt stuck at Blue Thunder's left shoulder. ”Damn, another few hands, and this would have skewered Luth.”
”How is it?” Stamford climbed up next to Barkley who was stuffing the wound with anti clogging powder.”
”Removed four crossbow bolts, applied burn cream on three lightning bolts strikes, patched several torn wing membranes on both wings with duct tape and...” Barkley gestured to the other two who were still splinting Blue Thunder broken wing bones. ”that...”
Stamford nodded turned to watch Blue Thunder, swallowing the remaining ration blocks. ”He should be fine with enough rest and calories,” Barkley said, ”But the wing at this condition, he might not be able to fly long distances and his speed will be greatly affected.”