<div class="floatright">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/Effiquiy/CyberpunkCovert.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Maxine "Max" Cosinara<br/><strong>Rank:</strong>Staff Sergeant<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Covert ops/Sniper<br/><br/><em>"What I want from you two concerning an operational standpoint is to provide sniperfire against enemy positions, targeting ork chieftains above all.  You'll also be my eyes in the sky as we have no airsupport for this entire shit-fest.  You can also help out the boys and girls bellow when you see the chance, but know you are under orders to value your lives above theirs, am I understood?" </em><br/><br/><em>"If Sergeant Cosinara is willing, I see no reason why not.  What sort of intel can you give us on objectives?"</em><br/><br/>Max considered the position for a moment, looking over at Feather.  While she wasn't sure how well this whole situation would pan out in the long run, her knowledge of mobile infantry survival rates not withstanding; Max smiled and looked back at the LT.  "Sure thing sir.  I'll need a few days to get up to speed with Specialist Feather and check out what equipment we have.  Are we going to have autonomy to move around behind the lines or will we stick with the unit until we reach a target area?  From my experience, a good sniper team works autonomously from the fire teams, shadowing the squad, providing unseen cover and support.  If you want us to be your eyes, we should be able to move and find targets covertly."  Max knew what she was saying, having spent many years supporting just these types of operations, she made sure to keep her confidence respectful as he addressed the Lt.<br/><br/><br/>