<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/kOfnT10.png)<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Red Team</span></span></div></div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Jorgal Drack (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15732038#msg15732038)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Krogan<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Scout/Assassin<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>20th December, 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Krogan Combat Armour Painted in Greens that Match Reetix<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>East of LZ<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Mission<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Jackiro, Max, Rue, Sink<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Drack slammed a fist down onto the shuttle's hull.<br/>“We could have been there already.  Now they're going to stuck in the middle of klixen and Blood Pack at half strength at best,” the krogan snarled into Red Team's comms.  He had been silent on the way back to the landing zone, anger constantly simmering but never going full boil.  While he still had plenty to say to the damn salarian, he knew himself to know that there was the chance that his temper would go out of control and that was not what the other team's needed.  So he kept in check, right up until the status report on Orange Team and the request for immediate assistance came in.  That started to cloud his vision with red, and when he looked at the captured krogan and the salarian, he started to see them as the potential killers of his fellow teammates.  Seven minutes. If the salarian hadn't insisted on bringing the warlord along, if they had been able to move faster, they could have reached Orange Team by now.  But the salarian wanted to gamble with Arcus and Kandok's lives on the off chance the warlord knew something.  Now it was a tense race to see who could reach who first and if they could hold off any hostiles while they did their rescue work.<br/><br/>“Max, you have any explosives on you?” Drack asked her.  “Grenades, mines, anything like that?  If the cave is big and sturdy enough and you have free hands, you want to booby trap potential routes klixen can take to you without bringing down the cave on your head.  Klixen are slow, but if Jay and Luus can slow the ones in the lead further, you can cluster them up together and then blow up the one in the middle, maybe set off a chain reaction.”<br/>The Blood Pack were trickier.  They were still pretty simple when it came to tactics, but they were also sturdy and brutal and that was its own problem.<br/>“As for the Blood Pack, use the terrain and be smart, make use of traps.  Don't be a hero, don't take stupid risks, but don't try to be too clever either.  Enough brute force can beat out clever and they're very good at brute force.”<br/>Sometimes stupid bravery was an asset and the Blood Pack had a monopoly on it.<br/><br/>Without knowing anything further, like the layout and how many were coming in, he couldn't offer up anything more.  Though there was one thing that popped into his head.<br/>Drack looked to the salarian, “Did you make sure to check our prisoner had his comms disabled and can't message the rest of the Blood Pack?”