<strong>PFC Jones - 3rd Squad - entering the colony and shooting the hell out of people</strong><br/><br/>------<br/><br/><strong>“Hot?  I’ll show you hot,” Danko shot back, swivelling the huge gun in her hands as she followed the feed from the targeting system and opened fire once more. “But ask yourself this,” Riska yelled over the fray, “Just how the fuck did whoever shot the L.T. get in here without our trackers picking them up? Makes me think they were here the whole goddamn time.”</strong><br/><br/>Marcus snorted as he fired one final burst at the still unseen hostiles. “They probably had someone sitting out there for days, waiting for someone to come along.” He replied simply, a grudging respect evident in his tone. “Gotta admit, they’re patient bastards. Though it seems to me to be a little overkill for your garden variety case of corporate espionage. Plus all that planning just to fuck it up at the last second? Wierd...”<br/><br/><strong>"Cease Fire, if you haven't hit it yet you won't now, don't paint a target on your head!"</strong><br/><br/>As Mengsk’s harsh voice came down the line, Marcus took his finger off the trigger and lowered his rifle a fraction. He let his attention drift for just a second to get a feel for everyone’s position before he refocused on the open door. As he listened to the L.T. dish out orders to the rest of the squad, he felt a little of that grudging respect extending to him.<br/><br/>“Man operates well with a hole in his shoulder, eh?” He muttered to Riska.<br/><br/><strong>Jones, Riska cover my ass, I don't need any more holes in me today!”</strong><br/><br/>Marcus didn’t bother acknowledging the order, since as soon as he turned his head the officer was already making a dash toward the APC. As the rest of the squad made their way into the colony, Marcus stepped back and to the side, keeping his rifle up and his body between the L.T. and the open door.<br/><br/>As Mengsk slowly began to drive the APC toward the opening, Marcus took up a walking position between the vehicle and the colony, only a few paces behind Mathias and the rest of the squad. Before he’d even had a chance to take in the surroundings, the enemy opened fire once more. From behind a grouping of barriers, Marcus counted at least five hostiles all wearing what looked like some kind of contamination suits and carrying an assortment of weapons.<br/><br/>Rounds from various weapons whizzed by his head, and Marcus instinctively took a knee and raised his rifle. In front of him, he heard Mathias shout.<strong>"Sonova!"</strong>The flamethrower man took a round to the leg and dropped involuntarily to his knees, but he was far from out of the fight. As flames erupted in retaliation, Marcus focused his eyes taking a half second to search out his target.<br/><br/>He noticed one of the targets aiming a shotgun towards their position. “Oh no you don’t,” He growled and set his sights on the man, switching to full auto and firing directly at him even as a spray of glowing shards slammed into Danko’s vest.<br/><br/>“You’re gunna pay for that one, you son of a bitch.” Marcus vowed, as he got into a crouch and moved forward to cover the Gunnery Sergeant’s position, firing the whole time. He hoped she wasn’t hurt, but he really couldn’t afford to turn and look at that moment.<br/>