[color=ed1c24][h3]Sgt. Rhine[/h3][/color]
His snide remark brought him some degree of satisfaction as the girl currently escorting him admitted to the quality of Imperial arms. Imperials had long taken pride in their nation's engineering prowess, so hearing her recognize it was an unexpected nicety. Eventually his escort brought him to the apparent sergeant of the group and Rhine looked her up and down, sizing her up. Another girl who didn't look older than 20, lean and unsure of herself. Was the Gallian army in such a sorry state that they relied on women and children to do their fighting for them? Rhine pursed his lips, irritated, before addressing her.

[b]"So you are the commander who defeated us. I suppose congratulations are in order."[/b] Rhine moved slowly, to avoid being shot, as he reached down and detached his knife sheath from his belt. In a traditional (if rarely used) gesture, he slowly handed it over to her. [b]"Ordinarily I would have offered you my blade, but it has been confiscated. Please accept this as a symbol of squad 141's formal surrender."[/b] He wanted to make a comment about her age or competency, but he was at the mercy of his enemies and doubted that would be a wise idea. Instead, he waited for a response and to find out what she wanted from him. At least she wasn't a Darcsen.
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[color=0072bc][h3]Evan Carn[/h3][/color]
The sergeant was already in pretty stable condition, but Evan didn't feel like risking it. He decided to keep their current allocation of supplies and wandered off to go find Bons. [b]"Alright boy, change of plans. You're an engineer and were the first on scene, so you're going to be the one babysitting the Darcsen. Come on, let's go."[/b] Ignoring Bons' complaints, he dragged (almost literally) him to the APC, got behind the wheel and set off.

Just under two hours down the road, they came across a large column of Gallian armored vehicles and tanks heading towards him. [b]"That must be the army, eh Bons? We'd best pull over and let 'em know we took the coach house."[/b] After he eased the APC off to the side of the road, Evan jumped out and began to wave and flag down the lead vehicle of the column. Much to his surprise, Captain Meulemann was the one heading the convoy. [b]"Good Afternoon, Captain!"[/b] Evan greeted the man in his usual informal way, before explaining the situation at the coach house and their current 'mission'. Before long, they were on their way again.

[h3]Captain Meulemann[/h3]
[b]"Very well PFC Carn, You'd best continue with your medivac then. I'll see to it that your squad has some sort of vehicle lent to them for the time being. Surely there must be a light tank or two we can spare from this column."[/b] After PFC Carn drove off, he remarked to the sniper [b]"Well it seems your old squad is doing very well indeed, Corporal Helfer. Very well indeed."[/b]
[color=0072bc][h3]Lilly Jatmoore[/h3][/color]
It didn't take too long before Lilly had finished checking up on the squad, but the APC had left by the time she was done. It seemed like they would be waiting until the army arrived before continuing the operation, so for now she had at least a little time to relax. The rest of the squad were either relaxing, on watch, or chatting among themselves. Lilly would have joined them immediately, but Private Durandal was waiting for her. 

She spotted the young woman waiting near where the APC had been, and waved as she walked over. [b]"Good Afternoon Miss Durandal, thank you for waiting for me."[/b] She took a moment to look around and make sure no one else was in earshot, before lowering her voice. [b]"Please forgive me for asking about such a difficult topic, but I thought it prudent to ask. How are you holding up? Are you doing alright? Though they may not discuss it, the squad is not ignorant of what happened to your previous unit and some of them are worried. Is there anything that we can do for you, or are you handling it fine by yourself?"[/b]
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