<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Domino/raven%20queen/SummerGlau01_zps5c008d1e.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong>Name: 1st Lieutenant Alexandra 'Andi' Mary York<br/>Nationality: USA<br/>Class/Skill Set: Command/ Trooper/ Pilot<br/>Tagged: Enlisted Mess Hall with B Platoon<br/></strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>**Before the Mission**<br/><br/>Andi had listened to Hart and Lee, having learned hard lessons on keeping her mouth shut until she needed to speak. Both Sergeants had a good handle on things and she was fully able to Trust, for now at least, Lee's assessment on Choi and his suggestion.<br/><br/>As she readied the team and sensed some misgivings in members about the hats she made it clear they were for dress and undress but not for field, there she expected everyone to wear a helmet to start. As planning went along she sent up 3 teams from her section.<br/><br/>"okay when we hit the LZ both sections will fan out to recon the immediate area. Sergeant Hart with his Section will establish a Perimeter at the LZ in case we have to with draw. I want everyone in groups of 2, Lee and Choi with the SAW, Clark and Johnson, Myself and the 'Doc'. Do Not go anyplace without your backup and everyone keep with in visual if at all possible. Hart will handle comm back to the boats. We are here to scout and see what is left people. Not to go all trigger happy and shoot up the locals. Get some rest if ya need anything see me or Sergeant Hart."<br/><br/>[loads out include extra concussion grenades and energy bars for trade]<br/><br/>**mission**<br/><br/>Andi did not mind the boat ride she was after all a pilot and if anyone thought the small rocking of the boat was rough they had never flown in air filled with tracer rounds and missiles. She was outwardly calm but inside feeling tense since this was in fact her first real combat ground mission. Only Hart knew the full score and had been working closely with her the past weeks filling in the gaps in her skill sets. Her eyes scanned the dock area and narrowed as they checked the rad readings... So far everything looked good.<br/><br/>She was first out of the boat and over the edge and up onto the dock, her rifle up and covering her area with a slow back and forth waiting till she could hear all clear from everyone else. The night was clear and the area dim as sounds played out, the gentle lapping of the waves. The distent sounds of the boats of the other groups and then the sudden sounds of running feet. Her hand went up for quiet then a quick motion to spread out and stay low. For down she would keep talking to a minimum.