Practical Resume

Sgt. Savannah Angeles, URNA Federal Response Team

California, URNA

February 2553

It was downtown LA. Someone had reported some suspicious figures walking into the Los Angeles Space Elevator with some large bags. Three minutes later, shots were fired in the terminal and the building is sealed from the outside. Local law enforcement and SWAT teams were mobilized before several IEDs detonated across the suburbs. Those explosions coincide with a riot that forced those officers away from the space elevator.

Then we were called in.

"Athena, Patriot 1 reporting. Looks like OPFOR got some buddies."

"Confirm that the suspects are still inside the elevator base."

"Confirmed."

"Has your negotiator returned?"

"Negative Athena."

"Patriot team, you are free to enter. UAV support may be scuttled if any rocket launchers are found."

Patriot 1 hangs up his call and draws his M385 DMR.

"Go ahead on the breach, Patriot 4 and I will cover."

I ready my M7S SMG, two of my squadmates ready MA5C Assault Rifles, Patriot 4 setting up her SRS99C-S2 Sniper Rifle. The three of us with ARs and BRs weapons rappel down off our vantage point down to the street.

"So what do you think this is about?" says Patriot 2, taking a thermal breaching charge and planting it on a garage door. "Probably anti-sangheili radicals. Doesn't help that we haven't been able to get any combat engineers down here yet." I respond as the device starts burning through the door, Patriot 5 putting a face shield on his AR.

"Charge burned through." I comment before kicking the oval shaped plate inwards, it clanging and skidding into the deliveries drop-off.

"3, shield in."

I take a extending ballistic shield off my back and go through the still glowing hole. Patriots 2 and 5 following suite as I move up to the exit. "5, get the door."

5 goes up, opens the door a bit, and tosses a 9-Bang in, the signature nine bangs go off as I bash the door open, catching a hostile off guard that 2 shoots.

"One down, he's got a M6G on him and a canister like object, over." He comments, 5 moving to the atrium. "We got dead civilians here, over." I move up, 2 behind me as we move to 5.

The sight was horrid, at least 30 dead from gunfire, a thick yellow gas hanging over the ground floor. Patriot 2 stifles a gag as I report the find.

"Patriot 1, this is Patriot 3. We have dead civilians and a yellow gas in the atrium, requesting DECON and SR teams to be on standby, over."

"Copy Patriot 3, Athena has been informed, over."

I extend my shield out to full length, the sound of glass shattering above us gets 5 spooked. "5th floor, chill out man." 2 says to try and calm him. 5 nods, signaling to move up. We get to the 4th floor before a low rumble forces us to stop.

"The building's supports may be unstable from the bombings earlier. We should be fine."

The three of us reach a damaged door, the lock having been blown off of it. I go to push it open before spotting another canister. 2 looks it over and scans it with a defusal kit, finding no explosive devices or triggers. "These things… the fuck are they?" mutters 2, I shrug before pushing the door open and stumbling upon a hostile in a hazmat suit, several pounds of explosives strapped to him.

"Bomber!" I shout as 5 opens up with his AR, the hazmat suit taking his rounds as the suicidal hostile comes closer.

"Brace!"

The bomber runs straight towards me and activates his detonator, killing him, forcing my shield from me and into 5, which smashes him into a glass railing overlooking the atrium.

"Shit." 2 runs over to 5 and starts trying to pull him up, I grab his AR from him, then try to help but the guy loses his grip, falling into the gas.

"Patriot, 5 is down and so is our riot shield, over."

Several sniper shots go off as Patriot 5's vitals flatline. "Sniper!" shouts 2, shoving me to the ground as a light purple and green figure starts shooting at us from the 12th floor balcony, before AR fire from above him forces him off us.

"Move into cover, see if we can get to a window cleaning unit or something."

2 and I go into the room the bomber came from, activating flashlights on our rifles and sweeping through the office room "You're good. Nobody pursuing you two." reports 4 as I remove a few hastily placed boards from a window, revealing some scaffolding. "That can get you to the same floor as the sniper. Take it." says 4, 2 starting his ascension up, me following suite.

No part of the scaffold was really stable, so around 5 minutes later, we got up to the 12th floor.

"EOD found some bombs down in the subway nearby, they want all forces to pull out." Athena reports, with 1 responding with "Negative, we are so close to getting this son of a bitch." 2 kicks in a window to get into the building, our purple and green friend across the building.

"Turn around and put your hands on your head." I yell, the sniper ignores me and jumps out a nearby window and lands on a nearby rooftop, 2 shaking his head.

"We'll search for 'em later."

The two of us find the elevator's administration wing, kick in the door to it, and start hearing bombs going off.

"No ones here…"

2 kicks a pile of papers in rage before we notice the tremor.

"Window, now!" shouts 2 as he shoots out a nearby window while the building starts falling. I jump out the building and start sliding down the side, 2 following.

"Patriot 1, building has collapsed, get out of the debris field, over!"

I simply hear static before glass behind me starts breaking, then I stop hearing someone sliding behind me.

"Patriot 2, respond!"

More static.

"Damnit."

I finish my slide down Splash Mountain without the water and land down in the subway, several OPFOR noticing me and begin to turn to engage before more sniper shots go off.

"Well, I guess we all die."

The last thing I hear is a pair of armored figures land behind me before I take a rifle to the back of my head, knocking me out.

A/N: Well… I'm back, don't expect any more Fireteam Phoenix for a while. My friend that helped me write everything after Chapter 11 is going into surgery, and because he wrote that whole Shade concept, I can't do any work without him bitching. I would be willing to do a World of Remnant styled side story for that story though, I know I'd be able to explain somethings way better through that. (*cough* How Remnant got modern firearms, and why they use those over dust weaponry *cough*).

No matter what, The Pacific Conspiracy is a go boi. Expect more soon.