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SHANDON,CA OCT.11th 0834 hrs TEMP : +2C*

DeCorba was in a bad way.Numerous perforations of his armour and moppsuit were leaking blood .Makeshift and expedient wound dressings could not hold up when conducting a hoigh speed firefight in a CQB enviroment.His every move left a bloodstain on the flor.Bloody gloveprints was on everything he touched.

He felt his head spinning for a moment.His vision loosing color and turning bleak and grey .The combat stims were keeping him up ,and he knew it .

If the buzzing waves of drug induced energy that pulsed through his veins stopped working he would fall unconscious and bleed to death.As it were he was keeping awake and pretty alert .Running on a double dose of stims.

He wondered if he could take more -or if his heart would give out .He had of troopers dropping from cardiac arrest when doing to much stims in a situation with circulatory distress.

The klaxons were damn annoying ."AA-OOO-GAH" over and over .Yes,yes.Impending doom and all .But did it have to be so unpleasant and noisy ?

He hoisted another HE-shell into the cradle on the ammunition elevator and punched the operation buttons.Smearing blood from his wounds as he handled it .The shell was hoiste dto the breach of the howitzer he had captured and aligned itself with the chamber.

"Great".

"Lets see how they like this one ." He staggered up to the firecontrol station and started plonchating the barrel.The bunker-emplacements motorized system hummed as the 155 mm gun swung towards its target some 1100 meters away . A platoon of M3 Paintek apcs ,lining up their HMGs to rake the area around the bunker.

Small drops of blood stained the control surfaces where he was .

"Death before dishonour!"

He chuckled and pulled the mechanical trigger by lanyard-even though a flick swithch was present to fire electronically.

A massive bang as the discharge sent the shell whizzing away.A muzzle blast that whipped up a huge cloud of dust.

It canceled out the klaxons with their blaring warning of doom.

In the target area the APCs were racing away .One of them wasnt .It had been hit squarely and flipped onto its side.Yellow flames were gusting out t hrough hatches and engine compartment.Black smoke bellowing thick towards the sky.

DeCorba swung the massive binoculars over the village and plain beyond it .Everyone was retreating -methodically.

Why ? The had the bunker surriunded.Why widen the encirclement?Unless you for some reason were worried about danger close or blue on blue...
But why would you need more than 1 klick ?

DeCorba started the traverse again .It rotated throug a few empty cradles.Another HE shell came up.

He smiled.

The NDP was getting a taste of their own medicine..