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Raganrok: Another one of the blighters!
Ragnarok: That takes care of him.
Xantalos: There's the bastard that got Doc!
Xantalos: Did I get him?
Hawkwood: Looks like it.
Reginald: You there! Prepare for explosive death!
Reginald: Aheh...oops.
Ragnarok: I grow tired of this. I need to face these aliens like a man, not like a fool behind a control station!
Manta: Your quarry appears to be still standing. Let me get that for you.
Manta: Down in one.
Thomson: I see one! I'm already shootin' it!
Many turns and shots laterThomson: Fuck it. Frag out!
Xantalos: That should take care of him.
Ragnarok: Oh, hello there.
Ragnarok: And goodbye.
Cesare: The house is clear.
Ragnarok: Err...you lot might want to see this. There's a hallway dug into a hill over here.
Manta: On my way!
Ragnarok: Watch out, Manta. Confirmed one x-ray inside the structure.
Manta: Got it. Hopefully it's only one...
Manta: I'm here. Preparing to enter...
Manta: My, they are ugly up close!
Manta: X-ray neutralized!
*chrrrt* Strike team, this is Overwatch. No more alien biosigns in your AO. You are cleared to return to base. *chrrrt*
Xantalos: Chalk one up for us!
Ragnarok: We're going to need to buy a lot more ammo after this.
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SALVAGE CHIEF'S LOGWe lost some good men out there today. However, we struck a blow against the aliens that they won't forget.
13 kills and...3 live aliens recovered? I only saw one get stunned...no matter. Perhaps our judicious use of explosives knocked some unconscious.
Thomson is up for a promotion.
This attack was the first time these aliens have set foot on our soil. If they try it again, they will be met the same way they were met this time: with explosives, expletives, and a hell of a lot of ammo.
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