<strong>Lance Corporal Benjamin Mathias - 3rd Squad - Entering the Civilian Colony, royally cheesed off.</strong><br/><hr/><br/>"Sonova!"<br/><br/>Mathias hissed as the round blew entered his thigh, sharp pain that brought him down hard on one knee.  Unlike Cooper he seemed bitterly determined to stay in the fight, bracing himself with his other leg to keep from collapsing.  It wasn't his first time getting shot, but it wasn't quite something a guy could get used to either.  Switching the flamethrower to maximum range, he took aim just over the top of the bulletproof glass and began unloading another stream of roaring fire, sweeping it towards anyone that dared raise their gun over it.<br/><br/>His eyes flicked left and right in the meantime, trying to find cover--any cover--that he might be able to throw himself towards.  Spying the APC to his right he grit his teeth, gave one final spray of deadly flame in the hostile's general direction, then made a leaping roll towards the back end of it to get out of the LoS.<br/><br/>"Who the<em>fuck</em>are these<em>kaks</em>?" Benjamin swore, more to himself than anyone within earshot.