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"Varrot, I need fire on whoever comes out the other end of this alley. We'll smoke 'em out, then pull back and find a way around."

"Already on it sarge!" Damien responded, and before you knew it Corporal Krauss was at his side cracking shots and threading needles, braining one unlucky bastard right away and making sure another would never play the piano again. Varrot watched for a moment, taken back by the sniper's precision but what else did he expect out of a sniper? Picking up his rifle, Damien made sure there was one ready to fire before lining up his sights the best he could and taking a few pot shots down the alleyway in the distance. The range of his X1 wasn't nearly as close as Krauss' GSR but he was still able to lay down some decent suppressing fire, nailing one Imp soldier in the leg. As the Imp fell to his knee he caught one in the head from Krauss. It was an impressive display of coincidental teamwork. Looking around before taking his next shot, Corporal Krauss gave the order to move on to the clocktower. About the same time, Damien spotted an Imperian lancer being escorted by a trooper towards their position. He turned to grab the radio before putting it up to his mouth.

"Sarge, we got Imps closing on so we're on the move, heading towards the northeast clock tower. We will contact you upon arrival, Varrot and Krauss, out." he finished, grabbing his rifle and stuffing the radio inside his pocket, "I'll lead the way Corporal, I checked the route while we were up there." he said, opening the hatch and dropping in, hustling down the stairs he waited until Krauss was behind him to open the door. Cracking it open slowly, once he saw the coast was clear he swung it open and took off, rifle in hand towards the east street. Hugging the wall at the corner, he peeked over quickly to find nothing but rubble and smoke. Waving Krauss over, they made it to the other street just in time to hear the lance fire off and hit their old position, the old stone shook the ground it fell on. From their it was a straight dash to the clock tower already in view. As they approached the clock tower, Damien quickened his pace and reached the door before Krauss, swinging it open to find an Imperial scout sifting through cabinets. Damien raised his rifle and fired, nailing the scout twice in the chest. Poking his head back outside, Damien wiped the sweat from his brow, "All clear corporal, ladder's on the far wall."

Damien swung his X1 across his back and got the radio out, "Sergeant Harald, we just reached the clock tower, where'd you need our eyes?"

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Posting in a bit, sozzle.

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Gonna wait for another Krauss post

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The crack of rifles, the muffled bellowing of grenades, sounds all too familiar to the young scout. No time for hellos, no time to get familiar with his new squad mates, no time to lay out a plan, but that was fine. He was here to do a job, and he would make sure he was the best to ever do it. Clenching his fists with searing eagerness, Damien peered towards the far streets, just waiting for Imp scouts to pop up. Suddenly, orders. Damien stood at attention and nodded in compliance as he received his first orders with his new squad. Nodding once again and giving a stern, "Yes sergeant.", Damien swung his Gallian-X1 from his back and checked his sights, made sure it was in prime condition. He hadn't seen anyone else with an X1 yet, they were pretty scarce. Corporal Krauss instructed the upstart to accompany him, and Damien readied himself for action. "Yes sir. Good luck guys." he spoke, turning back, looking at his fellow squad mates before picking up the pace right behind Krauss.

The tower was tall and narrow, but they made it to the top on no time. Lifting himself out of the hatch, Damien set his rifle down and picked up the radio, looking out into the network of streets and alleyways, very similar to Vasel. There were small squads everywhere, with large columns of soldiers sticking to the large roads that ran through the middle of the city. The advancement was passing the plaza right by, but that didn't stop squads of scouts and troopers from branching off towards them. Damien peered off in the distance, counting heads and figuring distances, lifting the radio to his mouth, "Alright sergeant I've got two small squads of troopers and scouts headed your way from the east, one has a lancer with them. The armory is just around the corner from you guys and looks like it's untouched. Our forces are retreating west but taking potshots when they can." Looking, scanning. "Sarge, scouts in the alleyway on the right, heads up! Coming right towards you guys!" he spoke as intensely as he could without shouting. Lowering the radio, Damien turned to Krauss,

"Sir, two scouts in the alleyway on the right, you have the shot. We gotta try for the top of the clock tower after this, we'll see so much more. That's if they don't have someone up there already."

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Sounds good, posting shortly.

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Anything you'd like a scout to do Lennon? Damien can try and flank the rest of the squad or something, but if anybody had anything specific in mind, I'd gladly help out.

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Ready to go whenever.

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Editing my post to coincide with Harald, be done in a few.

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"Listen, Damien, this isn't an option anymore. The recruitment board has been looking for you since you left. You have to do this, you have to, there's war coming and we need bright young men like you. Who knows, maybe you'll run into your dad out there somewhere but you can't just go exploring the countryside on your own looking for him, it's a deathwish. Listen, Damien, I've known you since you were just a boy and I know losing Vasel hurt but if you get on board with this, then you can help us take it back yourself. Listen, we managed to convince the recruitment office here in Rinneheim to observe your experience and education so you can maintain your private first class rank. Look kid, I even made sure they set you up in a good squad. Squad 4 will be just fine, your sarge, he's a freaking cop, you're in good hands okay? This isn't a sentence Damien, it's an opportunity to find your dad and make him proud. Plus if you say no they'll put you in jail, so take your papers and get moving." he finished, it was Riggs, one of Damien's old friends from Vasel who was passing through Rinneheim helping them with the militia conscription process, Damien was just unlucky enough to run into him and be thrust into the militia.

Making his way through the thick crowd in the town plaza, Damien waded through the mass of organized confusion just fine. It was just like the old street markets in Varen, where he used to run fabric back and forth for his mom. Felt good to being back in a town, albeit not one as big as Vasel but it was a nice play. Plenty of Darcsen, which was different, but didn't really bother Damien. Okay, where's squad 4? He heard shouts for every other squad in the 12th company, but no Squad 4. Looking down at his papers, it was Sergeant Harald he needed to find, which was proving to be a much more difficult task than it should have been. This guy was a police officer right? Shouldn't be too hard to find. Adjusting his uniform a bit, the plaza began to clear up and Damien still couldn't find anyone. Walking towards the next crowd, a large group of uniformed recruits piling into a pub, Damien was stopped just before stepping inside.

Damien turned away just to spot two older looking men walk towards the center of the plaza. One of them was a police officer, definitely, just look at how he walked. Filing in with the rest of his squadmates, Damien only caught glances of them as he looked forward and listened attentively to his Sergeant. A wave of eagerness rushed over him as he listened to his Sarge, mumbling answers under his breath. "...probably a Gallian-S1...should be armed soon..." as soon as his introduction was done, and time was given for his Corporal to say a few words, Damien stood forward, his hand ready to give a firm handshake. "Afternoon Sergeant Harald, I'm Damien Varrot, Private First Class and lead scout for your squad."

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