trans_9 | Basic Training Week 4 [Closed to Rogue Squadron, and certain invited troublemakers.]

This week the recruits were greeted to the sight of the sensoriums transformed into a jungle. A hot, miserable, and humid jungle. So like any other jungle on any other planet, in just about any other universe. Laid out in a clearing will be their blaster rifles, along with a full combat load, and a pack. They'd also find their orange jumpsuits replaced by appropriate combat uniforms. Kyle himself was already loaded up in similar fashion, and prepared to go.

"The scenario for today, recruits, is that we've completed an engagement with the enemy during a long range patrol in this lovely tropical locale, and are now moving to our extraction point. Enemy troops might be pursuing us, we don't know. Because of this, and enemy air activity there is a very narrow window for us to be picked up at the LZ. So that means get your gear, and get a move on!"

Kyle leads them through the jungle for a time before he moved behind some trees, and slipped out of their sight. He's replaced by a replica from the sensoriums that continues along, presenting a perfect target to be eliminated by a skilled sniper from afar. Which is exactly what happened as his doppelganger's head snapped back from the rounds impact, and the body fell with a thud. It was a bit of a cruel trick, but now he could see how this ragtag bunch managed to handle things when left on their own.

[OOC: Kyle will be hiding, and observing the recruits to see how they react, and pull themselves together. Also he has deliberately not established where the chain of command goes should he be taken out. He wants to see who can lead, and who can follow. It's also a test to observe whose ego still needs some adjustment. So argue, and bicker away as your characters please, that's the whole point. Kyle will also be triggering enemy attacks for them to respond to, and even might have brought in a couple of other people to assist him in harassing the recruits as they make their way to the LZ.

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One thing extra-fast reflexes were great for were situations like this. Yzak's eyes widened at the sudden attack.

"--!"

One thing Yzak had explained to his troops before was that you never knew what was around the corner in a battle. Being prepared for the worst but ready to do your best was one of the most important things one could do. Yzak had been in situations that suddenly changed from one thing to another, faced with the possibility of sudden death but reacting in time to get out of harm's way.

"The attack came from the right!" he called out to the others.

No matter how strange it still felt to be fighting alongside the other man, those feelings went away very quickly when you were being shot at. Kira flattened himself against a tree away from the flank Yzak had called the shot from - he knew somewhere in his mind that Kyle wasn't really dead; but there was no time to think about that.

He leaned out of cover, and practiced pilot eyes scanned the underbrush looking for any hint of unnatural motion. There-- There were figures there, and he ducked back behind the tree before they could snipe his exposed head. "At least three over there," he responded. "Probably more."

Kyle was impressed with Kira's skill at observation. It had probably already saved them additional casualties. He was also correct in that there were more of them, three more to be exact, and they were moving parallel to their fellows about ten meters further away from the recruits. The first group of three seeing that they had been spotted opened fire with their blaster rifles, hoping to pin them down so the other group could maneuver behind them.

[OOC: They're mooks so feel free to mod taking them out.]

Dean was somewhere else in the brush likewise watching the group. Not bad. He deliberately fired a shot between their group and some of the sighted combatants. Now will they think it's a distraction from the enemy, or yet another possible group with different loyalties?

"We don't know what kind of weapons these guys have!" Yzak called to the others, having taken cover behind another nearby tree and firing off any shot he could in retaliation. Sure, everybody had instinctively taken cover as well, but they were still more or less together in the same area. This definitely wouldn't bode well if there were grenades or tear-gas in this picture.

"We could be in trouble if we all stick together like this and they hit us with something big. We should break off into groups - five, maybe six to each to make sure we're still covered."

"What are you, stupid?" Asuka yelled from her own tree. She was hugging the ground as closely as possible. No stray rounds for her. "If we split up we're just going to get picked off! We need an offense and a defense here!"

She remembered fighting the Angel alongside Rei and Shinji. Just like this. Well, except not. "Someone has to keep their heads down or distract them while someone else takes them out!"

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Arguing amongst themselves was not good - if this was a real combat situation, one of them would probably already be dead. She knew that Soryu would be trouble sooner or later, but she had been doing fairly well under the observation of the officers.

Trudy hadn't been moving as quickly as the others, preferring to swing around behind the group. They should have started moving as soon as shots were fired, until they could tell where the fire was coming from and return it. And yelling at each other wasn't helping.

Trudy shook her head, but didn't fire her weapon yet. She wanted to see what they would do with a tail, if they even saw her.

"And if they have grenades, we'll get killed by bunching up!" Kira shot back, reading Yzak's train of thought. But she was right that they could really use a distraction...

"I'm going-- get ready!" He took a deep breath, fixed on his destination - another large tree trunk about twenty feet away - and then sprinted out from cover, tucking his rifle into his chest for ease of running as he dove to roll behind cover.

Yzak was about to call back the same thing, not in the mood right now for a smart mouth in the middle of a situation like this. Ironic, really, considering the way Yzak used to be, but even he was mature enough now to admit his immaturity back then.

Deciding to not bunch up was a good idea. Choosing to provide a distraction before your teammates had laid down some suppressive fire, not so much. To reward Kira's bravery Kyle had the enemy troopers focus fire on him. Hopefully he had the reflexes to keep them occupied long enough for his fellow recruits to get into position to properly support him.

It was just a simulation, but that didn't mean it didn't feel real... and as the enemies turned their fire towards him, Kira felt something burst behind his eyes almost reflexively. Time slowed down, and everything around him fell into a hyperfocused sharpness that was hard if not impossible to describe with words.

He makes it to safety, but several of those dodges... it's hard to tell if they were genuine or simply dumb luck.

Well they were totally dumb luck to Yzak, who, while Kira had made his impressive leap, turned to the others again.

"Three of you cover him. Four of you, come with me-- this way." He nodded his head in the opposite direction that Kira had leapt. "The rest of you stay in this area so they keep some focus here, but don't stick too close to one another and be careful, don't get yourselves shot."

And then he looked to his left, and quickly moved behind the shrubbery, trying to keep himself paced enough to not be noticed.

Basic Training Week 4 [Closed to Rogue Squadron, and certain invited troublemakers.]

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