Izzy and five of her squad were ducked behind two piles of rubble they were using as cover, occasionally firing over the top or around it at soldiers shrouded in the smoke from explosions. "Damnit, where are they?" Izzy asked under her breath, wincing slightly as one of the soldiers attempted to bandage her wounded arm. The fate of the other five was unclear, there were no corpses in the immediate vicinity of the firefight.