[center][h1]The Planet Saver[/h1][/center]

[center][h1]Fireteam Poseidon[/h1][/center]

[center][h1][color=8dc73f]Chuck “Boomer” Simmons[/color][/h1][/center]

Chuck had come up after Freya. He cleared the decking and moved into the shadows as he looked around for any more guards. He watched Freya as she dragged the guys she had dropped behind some piping. Chuck’s dopey grin got bigger as she winked at him. He winked back before his head on the swivel, checking the area out. Once the team had all assembled on the decking. The small number of guards meant that the guards were probably on rotations in small squads of four. It wouldn’t be long before more came along. 

Chuck was very amused when he heard Adam tell Freya. [color=f7976a]"Death by snu-snu, Frigga? That's new." [/color]

Chuck couldn’t help but add: [color=8dc73f]“Yeah but what a way to go!”[/color] He snickered suddenly, having the best time. They might be under pressure to save the world but nothing was going to ruin his good mood. 

Adam called them together and gave out orders. 

Adam: [color=f7976a]"Divider here. Algal labs are that way. Command is this way. If that merc is around, be really, really fucking careful. Boaro knows the horror stories, if she comes out, expect a hell of a fight. If it's in our way, clear it out. No friendlies on deck. I trust you guys to get it done. Once you've secured it, dump the counteragent and stop anything that moves. Me and Freya will get air support to lend us a hand, because it's going to be intense." [/color]

Chuck acknowledged his orders with a nod to Adam. It looked like he was with Ban and Ebrima to take out the algae lab. Chuck turned to his two teammates. 

Chuck's voice came over comms: [color=8dc73f]“I think the best plan is for two of us to distract the personnel and guards while the third goes for the tank. I should be on the distraction team. Ebrima is great on the long gun and overwatch. I suggest Boraro takes the high ground. I will take the center. And Shimura goes for the toxin tank.” [/color]

Chuck and his team had been moving towards the algae farm while talking. He paused outside the entrance waiting for his teammates to weigh in on the plan. Then all hell broke loose as the flood lights came on and [color=fff200]“intruder alert”[/color] blared over the loudspeakers all over the base. 

Chuck laughed as he pointed at the guards coming towards them. 

Chuck: [color=8dc73f]“What is this an episode of Star Trek?! Hey look guys, red shirts!” [/color]

Chuck didn’t wait and ran towards the four man squad in an eager anticipation of battle. He decided to go old school due to the cramped quarters. Besides their numbers so far they didn’t have anything that could scratch him. He let out a battle cry and put his hand to hand combat and martial arts skills to work. It had been a while since he had fought like this. His heavy armor protected his body and made it a weapon  that easily harmed anyone not in heavy armor. Kevlar vests didn’t protect from kinetic damage. Chuck was strong enough that he could pull limbs off and dent helmets. He punched one guard in the throat while delivering a spinning back kick to the chest of another which launched the guard backwards about 10 feet where he came to a sudden halt when  his body met the steel wall. Chuck quickly used an arm sweep to knock the gun out of the hand of the third guard before twisting and slamming his armored first into the next guard chest causing his chest to concave. 

Chuck made that heavy armor look more like spandex as it moved with him. Chuck’s close combat skills are not hidden by the heavy armor he wore. He looked like a mixed martial arts pro wearing sports wear but in reality was clad in heavy high tech armor that shouldn’t move that way. Most would think that his armor restricted his movements and he would move more like a robot. Chuck made looking badass in armor easy while scaring the shit out of the guards attacking him. His armor shrugged off a few pistol shots that managed to land on him.