The best thing for us to do is to retreat and regroup with what remains of the battalion.” “We can’t just retreat and leave those soldiers to die!” Kyle complained. He was scared, but then he knew it was wrong too just run away too. He looked to the others. “It’s wrong, and we have to at least try.” Max was the first to step forward. “He’s right, we came here as a team. We can’t just ditch them at the first sign of trouble.” “I agree too.” Emilia said. “It’ll be tough, James, and I’m sure you’re just looking out for us, but this is the right thing to do.” Sighing, James presses a button on the side of his helmet and spoke into the shared Squadron comms. “Did you guys get that too?” “Same here.” Claire’s voice came. “My guys think we have to do something at the very least.” “Zeta isn’t afraid of a fight.” Logan’s voice crackled. “We’ll do what we have to do.” Both Squadron leaders of Gamma and Sigma reported similar thoughts from their Squadrons, and Kyle felt himself break into a smile as James sighed. “Alright then,” James said, then raised a finger. “But only under one condition. slow The Medics and Sappers are to retreat with the Assaulters covering them. The skills of Medics and Sappers are useless in a retreat, and we need the Assaulters to escort them in case they run into any trouble.” “What about the snipers?” Came Claire’s voice on the comms. Kyle looked to Colin. Though his face was even and his posture flat, Kyle knew his quiet friend well enough to see that he wanted to help. “The snipers will need to give us covering fire, so you can come with us.” James stepped toward Colin and Angelo, the other sniper on the Squadron and a fifth year. “But keep your distance. Us Battle Scouts are light, quick, and maneuverable. You guys are not. Understood?” They both nodded. “Alright then, let’s get moving guys!” With that plan of action in mind, the five Squadrons moved out, with the sixty Medics, Sappers, and Assaulters going around the battle toward the rendezvous point, and the forty Battle Scouts and Snipers heading toward the battle. •••••••••••••••• “Max watch out!” Kyle breathed a sigh of relief as he watched his friend barely dodge japanese a sweeping blow from the sledgehammer that one man was carrying, but only to feel the butt of a gun strike him in the back of his helmet, knocking him down. Spinning around in the cold icy ground, Kyle’s eyes widened as he saw one of the attackers standing over him, pumping a very old model of a shotgun as he prepared to finish Kyle. I tried to go back to sleep, back into that dream, for Tabatha to hold my feet and suck my cock and finish what she started. I know but I don't care about him. As she was changing into the next dress, Peter quickly deleted all of the photos. Ally was shocked when she heard my voice in her head, but that shock soon turned to euphoria. If this is as far as you go, it´s I grinned at her. Moreover she was sure that he would outgrow his obsession with her body overtime. Whenever he speaks like that he means business. They worked at the stove and in a remarkably slow short time presented me with scrambled eggs, sausage and toast. She pulled her boobs out over the top of her tank top; she knows how much I love when she takes her tits out during a blowjob. As I worked lower down her back I japanese was tempted to slip my fingers inside the waistband of her briefs but I resisted. How about you just tell them you got it back?" I was hysterical, I really thought Officer Bullet wanted to find Greg’s killer. I want to feel you as deep in me as she did.” The Ravens poofed into black smoke and appeared as a man with crude blades in the cockpit. “Just admit it. The sensations rippled through my body. As I started to peddle the odd ‘ouch’ and ‘aaargh’ came out of my mouth as my pussy slid from side to side on the saddle. He must've seen me think because he laughed again.