Michael "Sarge" O'Shay<br/><br/>O'Shay hadn't run like this since his time back at Parris.  As he went, the beeps faded but still went faster and faster.  Suddenly he felt the reverberation as the alien bomb went off.  The white light lit the landscape like a searchlight.  He kept running...faster...faster.  The heat was building behind him.  He swore he could feel his hair being singed off.<br/><br/>(Yup, more Gears of War.  Seemed appropriate.  Starting at around 0:43 to about 1:43  When I hear O'Shay speaking in my mind, he's using Marcus Fenix's voice.  No bullshit.)<br/>Gears of War - Cinematic 28 (720p) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tVK2hL7JUGc#ws)<br/><br/>He and the rest of the squad had been well clear of the explosion, but not of the sudden wave of air pressure which sent them off balance.  O'Shay's ears rang from the sudden change in air pressure.  He staggered for a bit before resting Senjo up against the crashed lander.  "I'm gettin' too old for this horsshit," he muttered before looking up.  Streaks of light were breaking through the cloud cover and popping through, causing explosions to be heard in the distance.  It looked like FATHER was now hitting the new targets.  He wanted to think that was it.  He was never that lucky.<br/><br/>The orders were clear.  Rescue the W-Y executive captured.  "Motherfucker.  More stupid suits...W-Y must be fuckin' breedin' 'em.<br/>"Squad! Reload your weapons! Huck your gear! We're going spelunkin'!"<br/>He grabbed some extra rope and hooks from the lander before the new one came in.  O'Shay strapped Senjo into the lander.  He would have to hope she could be fixed.  "Everyone strap in!"<br/><br/>The flight was mercifully brief as he prepared to jump back out.  "Zippo! Take point! Watch your damn corners! I don't want you frying the damn suit!"<br/><br/><strong>"he's somewhere in there" the pilot said "My orders are to fly a holding pattern here, I can't give you any covering fire but if you need to bug out I'll be able to grab you as soon as you get clear of the caves....good luck."</strong><br/><br/>"Thanks, but you better get your ass here if we come out hot!"<br/><br/>Well, today Lady Luck seems to have taken a holiday,” she quipped. “And exchanging a raging clusterfuck for spelunking in a shithole cave is just the fan-fucking-tastic cherry on top of my day. I HATE caves.” she grumbled angrily to herself as she jumped from the ship, expelling a loud “oomph!” as she landed heavily on the hard ground.<br/><br/>"Put a sock in it, DeSilva! Squad! Watch your corners and lines of fire! I don't want no friendly fire! DeSilva! Cover Zippo! Rome! Bring up the rear! Move out!"<br/><br/>