<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/dLcz0kA.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>John Walker (USAgent)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>USAgent outfit<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Sep 10, 2019<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Early Day<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Quinnjet<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Air Support for our boys, parachutes for nobody, boot to the head for everyone<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Black Knight, Iron Heart, Gambit, Blade<br/><hr/><br/>"We need to bail out our boys on the double. Ironheart, you and Black Knight stay in the air and do what you can about those airships. Won't be able to do shit for anyone on the ground if the enemy's got air control." USAgent said, unbuckling himself from the co-pilot seat and making his way to the rear of the Quinjet. He strapped his shield onto his arm - it was not the unique, iconic shield of Captain America. Sam had that, off in space, wherever he was.<br/><br/>USAgent was not far behind Gambit - he went into the airlock after the Cajun sensation leapt down. Immediately he felt himself being pulled out of the Quinjet, but he held . . . held . . . held . . . then he let go! USAgent took a few steps and pushed, leaping out of the Quinjet and angling his body just so. It was dangerous, and timing was everything . . . the Avenger swung his shield and it punched into the body of one of the Zodiac airships. USAgent clung to his embedded shield with all of his might, and even so he felt his shoulders ache and the wind chilling his whole body. Agent aimed to even up the air battle just a bit before joining the ground engagement.<br/><br/>He glanced up, and saw the pilot of the craft looking over with what USAgent could only assume was incredulity. Flight gear hid the pilot's face. Agent drew a baton from his belt and swung at the cockpit glass. It shattered with the man's superhuman strength, and the pilot panicked, pulling the switch and ejecting. USAgent grit his teeth and watched the seat fly up into the air. Then he kicked off of the airship, which carried on without direction into the ocean, sinking below the depths.<br/><br/>Agent turned his shield, and felt several shots bounce off of it on his way down. He landed, hard, and felt it in every bone, but in a second USAgent was up on his feet and hitting the Raft's attackers hard. Even super-powered USAgent knew he was only one man, and it was only so long before shock and awe wore off and they would try to bear him down with sheer weight of numbers. But there was no way he was going down easy - USAgent fought hard, and every punch, kick, and swing of his shield winnowed down the assailants. He knew he was taking the pressure off the beleaguered SHIELD forces, but not nearly enough.