*Ian looked around for the rest of his company*<br/><br/>He hears the chatter of marines checking in over his head set.  There is a lot of static.<br/><br/>"Looks like they are trying to scramble out communications. Go up to the top of that ridge with the plume of black smoke.  That should be our target.  We can set up a LOS (line of sight) com link on the top.  Looks like we are going to be communicating by laser.  If you get split up hump it back here for the evac.  That black smoke should be our downed bird," ordered the Captain.<br/><br/>"Looks to be about 5 clicks away.  That is one hell of a fire.  Probably need a shovel to extract those boys," Ian thinks.<br/><br/>He looks around and sees an occasional trooper.  The platoon is at a full exoskeleton powered sprint.<br/><br/>"Captain, what were those big capsules the medic was putzing around with?  Almost looked like some sort of stasis or pressure chamber...," Ian queried.<br/><br/><br/>"Shut the hell up and be ready to blast when I tell you, Sargeant.  You wouldn't know a bandaid from your ass so just focus on your job!," Barked the Captain.<br/><br/>"WTF is his problem," thought Ian.