<strong>~ Pvt. Angelina DeSilva - 1st Squad under attack in the jungle clearing ~</strong><br/><br/>Complete chaos suddenly exploded around her, and fear sunk it’s cold claws of dread into her heart, fibrillating the hammering organ with sharp, icy fingers. In the blink of an eye, Angelina’s adrenaline-fueled brain registered several things at once...one - Yui was in the process of possibly getting sliced and diced within some kind of retracting metal net; two - Senjo was apparently about to get blasted in the head with probably the same weapon that had punched a serious fucking hole in the chest of HazMan, said weapon being leveled at the synthetic’s forehead by a fucking<strong><em>MONSTER</em></strong>, fuck you very much; and three - Sarge and Rome had been forcefully struck by the...creature, and looked to be at least momentarily knocked off their feet. Which left the wide-eyed new recruit as the only fully functional 1st Squad marine not currently not taking fire from the singular enemy.<br/><br/>Screaming a blood-curdling battle cry in the desperate hope of distracting the creature from it’s laser-guided attack on Senjo and possibly disrupting its accuracy, Angelina simultaneously ran directly toward the creature with her rifle belching its rounds non-stop at the now materialized form of their attacker. “AIYEEEEE!!” she screamed an almost inhuman shriek, her voice cracking at the end as her hyperventilating lungs ran out of air to sustain the yell.<br/><br/>Hoping that her attempt at distraction combined with Senjo’s accelerated precision reactions would enable the valuable synthetic to evade the blast - and also wanting to avoid taking fire herself - Angelina quickly dodged right and began running in a deviating non-linear pattern toward Yui, continuing to fire her rifle over her shoulder at the creature. Hearing Senjo returning fire behind her, a cool wave of relief washed over her, even as she shouted in concern to the men as she ran, “Sarge! Rome! You okay?”  At least everyone appeared to still be alive at the moment.<br/><br/>Coming to a screeching halt beside Yui, Angelina’s gaze quickly assessed the flamethrower’s situation. If the constricting netting trapping her was made out of steel like it appeared to be, and wasn’t composed of some indestructible alien material, Angelina hoped her Ape Suit would withstand the obviously tremendous force being exerted. However, she didn’t want to take any chances with their flamethrower’s life, and with Yui immobilized like she was, it put her in an extremely vulnerable position with the rampaging hostile still remaining. “Somebody kill that fucking thing!” she shouted in exasperation, hoping the creature would be distracted enough by her fellow squad members to give her time to help Yui free herself.<br/><br/>Maneuvering to a safe position, Angelina yelled for Zippo to blast her flamethrower at the netting, all the while keeping a wary eye on the creature’s position and actions, rifle at the ready.  Angelina knew that the marine would be safely protected in her flameproof suit, and hoped the superheated flame would weaken the metal enough to allow her to use her combat knife to cut through the steel and help Yui extricate herself from her imprisonment. Panting through gritted teeth, Angelina focused on doing her best to succeed in helping Yui escape from her constricting restraints without either of them getting killed by the creature in the process, so the two of them could retake their positions with the rest of the squad.<br/>