You stand up and regain your senses as the ground about you shakes from the explosions. Through the smoke, you see a pair of Hawks blindly firing in the direction of the enemy. You lock eyes with one of them, and signal for them to follow you. You sprint through the battle to the right, trying to get out of the kill zone. Another Hawk sees your group and follows you over the crest of a hill to the right. Once your little team is over the hill, you brief them on the plan.
"Alright guys, we need to take out the artillery. This whole invasion is fucked if the Hawks can't even drop." you say, and get out your map. "Alright, we could either try to go all the way around the enemy force, avoiding contact, but we might not be able to get to the artillery position early enough. Our other option is to just try to sneak through the enemy counterattack, and risk getting pinned down."
Worn/Wielded Items:
-Head: Power Helmet
-Body: Power Armor
-Legs: Power Armor
-Feet: Power Boots
-Hands: PAG-11 Laser Rifle [60% hit chance (99% max), high damage, medium range]
Inventory:
-None
Health:
-Healthy
-Not bleeding
Location:
-East of the Drop Zone, Outskirts of Reyvajik stronghold, Tallyrik, Melora Sector
Time
-Year 3250, September 16th
2 : Constitution (Hit Points)
2 : Strength (Melee/Unarmed damage, intimidation, etc.)
0 : Awareness (More information for situations)
2 : Dexterity (Accuracy boosts, ground maneuvering, etc.)
0 : Intelligence (Mapping, path-finding, observation, etc.)
0 : Charisma (Situations that use social skills other than intimidation)
Joey Baltz - Lost Friend - Engineer, friendly survivor
Hawk Infantryman aboard the Crane (A-Class Heavy Transport)
"I don't even own a ship."