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Michael and a handful of other troopers from other platoons pushed towards the ’ant-hill. He waded through the thick swamp and smoke, the entire area was engulfed in fire and noise. The moment he broke through the smoke, he saw three mg emplacements lined up on the base of the hill in a trench of sorts, around the trench was a series of barricades and what would most likely be enemy explosive anti-personnel mines.
The enemy defenders noticed him and started opening fire, he took a glancing hit on his right shoulder piece. He dove to the ground and rolled behind cover, he leaned over to return fire, quickly being suppressed by the enemy static defenses. The other troopers would be coming out of the smoke soon; he was about five meters from the entrenched position. Without hesitation, Michael pulled a pin on a frag grenade and turned his jet boosters on and hopped to a nearby tree branch while lobbing the grenade into the enemy trench from above.
Before the alien defenders even realized what the grenade meant, they were engulfed in its fiery blast. Troopers began emerging from the smoke and quickly attempted to take over the enemy positions. Without thinking, one of the troopers rushed into the enemy position instantly meeting his maker via enemy explosive defense catching four of his squad mates in the blast leaving two with minor injuries and one in critical condition.
”Shit! Okay, anyone with a jetpack make your way to the trench. The rest of you wait for the engineers to clear this area!” Troopers went up and over the barricades and enemy traps, among those left behind were heavy infantry and marksmen carrying heavy equipment such as explosives and extra ammo.
He put his and up to the side of his head to start transmitting to the rest of the company tried his radio, ”Easy, I need you to sound off! If you’ve been knocked off course, regroup with us on the grid coordinates I’m about to send to your displays! I need every available trooper, we have a lot of wounded and some are in critical condition. Does anyone copy?”
As soon as he was done talking he noticed more of the alien combatants charge down the hill for an assault, it was almost as if they had an infinite reserve of manpower. Michael, looked down and signaled for marksmen and support gunners to take up favorable positions to suppress the while the regroup for the push up the hill. The situation was deteriorating and it seemed that Dog and Charlie weren’t doing so good either.
Observed the enemy troop movement from the tree canopy, judging their positions from all the yellow lines of tracers coming from the enemy defensive positions. There were squads that had the miserable luck of landing on the hill surrounded by the enemy. The drop was a shit-show.
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Baker company and Able company were in the thick of it, some of their equipment landed in the wrong place and some of the equipment they have was damaged during the drop. They were providing what little mortar fire they could, but reinforcing enemy forces encountered their position and engaged. The platoon that was supposed to be acting as their security team was heavily outnumbered to the point where some of the mortar crew had to join the fray. The exchange of fire was intense but they were holding.
The amount of tracers, explosions, and yelling was deafening. The mortar crews couldn’t use their mortars on the hill, they had to use it against the reinforcements otherwise they’d get overrun quite quickly. The support companies were giving the enemy everything they had and they weren’t in a well dug-in location yet. If anything, the fighting here is just as intense if not more intense than that on the hills. "This is Able company requesting immediate assistance, we are surrounded by enemy forces and are under heavy assault! Any available troopers respond!"