"Officer on-"<br/><br/>"Shut the fuck up Private."  Warren said walking past the soldier towards the wall where Paige had sealed the leak.  He'd gotten to the platoons room just in time to witness the pressure equalize and the door open up.  In truth he was just glad that it just wasn't his platoon or Smith's that had gotten sucked out into space.  He may not be those boys CO anymore, but he still knew them all and cared about them.<br/><br/>"And at ease everyone.  Christ."  Warren looked at the patch work Paige had made, became convinced it would hold so they all weren't trapped in here once again, then looked down at the private he would later find out was Selwood, and the medic just above him.  "Always the fucking way...Now listen up people!"  He said going from the small bit of mourning to the confident leader in less than a second.<br/><br/>"Last things first.  No one salute me...Ever!  Orcs may not have snipers but they have shit heads who can shoot damn well with arrows.  Big enough target on me already with these bars on my shoulders, and none of you want to get hit with something meant for me by being near."  They actually weren't that big, but as an officer you quickly learned to become weary of snipers and those who could kill from a range.  Nothing more did they love than getting bars in the middle of their scope and bringing it down.<br/><br/>"Now the ship has been hit with multiple boarding parties.  Fleet Marines have secured the bridge and all vital systems.  It is up to the Guard to clear the rest of the ship."  Warren motioned for everyone to follow him and came to a clear space along the wall, he pulling out chalk and drawing a rough sketch of the ship.  "We are on C-deck, here."  He said pointing to there location.  "Every port-side compartment to the bow of us is either blown off into space or sealed shut.  We are to clear the rest of C-deck then proceed towards the bridge while four by five clears the lower decks.  Rest of the ship, none of you need to worry about.  What you do is that an orc boarding party hit starboard C-deck, and they got a clean seal.  So we're in for some fun people!"  Warren checked his weapon and knew Paige would have the troops do that with there own gear.<br/><br/>"Before we go out there, remember what we are fighting.  Orcs don't have guns but they have big fucking weapons that will crush you with one swipe.  Do not engage in close combat.  Do not aim for the chest, aim for the head and joints.  The plates they wear will bounce off all but the most powerful rounds.  Conserve ammo, make your shots count.  They are bigger and stronger than you, but they do travel in numbers.  If you find a boarding ship do not enter it.  Seal of the leading compartment and notify your squad leader.  Now move!"  Warren levelled his weapon and headed for the door, the platoon following him in their trained fashion, each falling into their comfortable spot as given to them during training.  Getting into the hallway he directed point-men to move towards different hallways, followed by the standard infantry and once given the clear sign, sent support to secure them.<br/><br/>"Paige, I want a SAW put on any hallway with access to other decks.  Teams of two, spread them thin."  Warren hadn't been told of any orcs hitting a boarding spot on the lower or upper decks, but for eight to ten foot monsters they could spread through a ship pretty fucking fast.  He didn't want his men getting these things coming at them from all sides because he didn't properly secure their rear and flanks.  And while two man teams was thin, put in the right place and with a SAW, that was more than enough to hold an access way.  Especially in the confines of a ship.<br/><br/><div align="center">***</div><br/>Church rounded the corner, his Mossberg leading his sight lines as checked the hallway and came to a door.  Going to one side, another soldier to the other, he nododed for the man to hit the open button.  The door opened in a woosh and Church went straight in, checking the room and watching for anything that moved, looking for a threat and ever ready to .  Seeing none, he checked again while yet another soldier gave a more thorough check.<br/><br/>"Clear!"<br/><br/>"Clear!"  Church followed after the soldier had come from the tiny bathroom.  A single officers room, and not a single fucking thing in it.<br/><br/>Getting back into the hallway, every other soldier looked to end of the hallway where at any time something could from and suprise them all.  Church looked at the next door.  His heart racing, his breath becoming steady and his shotgun coming to his shoulder.  Here we go again.  He gave the nod for the man to open the door and sprung in.