~Three~
~Two~
~One~
~Good luck~
The Squads mission: Take out a Grimm vehicle production plant in the heart of the city, as well as several high-ranking officers
"Alright" the comms sparked to life with Ruby's voice "Is that all we need to know?"
~Yes miss Rose~ The AI replied ~Once finished, make your way to the extraction point. A Pelican should be waiting there~
"And if it isn't?" Blake inquired
~That's for me to worry about miss Belladona~
"Very well. Rose out" Ruby ended the transmission
"15 klicks of the deck" Weiss spoke "Satellite imagery shows LZ all clear"
"Air traffic is minimal" Blake said "So far we are undetected"
"Thermal is clear" Yang reported "Anti air looks offline as well"
"Maybe this mission isn't as dangerous as i thought" Blake said, fingers flying over her keypad
"Unfortunate" Yang added "I was hoping for some good kills today"
"Ten klicks" Weiss interrupted "Still clear"
"I don't get it" Ruby said in a confused tone "Why change the mission so suddenly"
"Oh well" Yang said "As long as i can have some fun, I'm fine" She yanks the roll stick causing her pod to spin
"Air is still clear"
"Thermal is clean"
"Five klicks. Landing zones marked"
"Get ready squad, we maybe clear right now, that will change once we hit"
"Three klicks"
"Pop chutes!"
The four pods slam into the ground
"Everyone make it?" Ruby asked her squad
"Clear" Weiss replied
"All good on my end" Blake said
"Yang?" Ruby asked
Silence
"Yang are you there?" Her voice became increasingly worried
A few more seconds pass and still nothing
The comms go dead, nothing but static
"Ruby..." Blake said, the tone of her voice was low and clearly upset "Her pod hit pretty hard...I don't think-" she was cut off by the sound of laughter
"You guys are soooo cute when you're sad" Yang chuckled
"Yang!" Ruby shouted over the comms "Don't ever do that again! Okay?"
"Haha yes ma'am" Yang doing her best to keep her self from bursting into laughter again
"Alright, let's get out there and do our jobs" Ruby pulling the release lever opening the hatch. Stepping out, she finds Weiss and Blake looking at Yang's half buried pod
"That is the last time i do that" Yang said "You guys might wanna stand back" A warm orange glow emitted from inside the pod. Yang threw her fist into the hatch, breaking the glass and melting through part way. She began to pry her way out
Ruby looked around, her motion tracker caught a blip
"Movement. A hundred meters out, north. They know we're here" Ruby looked at Blake and nodded, Blake nodded in return heading towards the blip
"Okay almost there" Yang said still melting her way out of the pod
"Weiss stay here and cover Yang. I'm going to the roofs for a better view"
"Roger that"
Ruby left for the closest building
"Hey princess" Yang's helmet poked out of the hole "You mind taking this" She pulled her rocket launcher out for Weiss
"Fine" Weiss said annoyed as she walked over and pulled the launcher out from the wrecked pod "And would stop calling me that!"
"Honey, I've called you that ever since I met you. I don't think I'll be stopping soon" Yang slyly responded
"Just hurry up!" Weiss snapped
"What ever you say. Princess" Yang throwing a punch through the top of the pod, sending it flying into the air
"Target down" Blake's voice came in over the comms "It looks like It was alone. Checking for others"
"Roger" Ruby replied "Seems we have drop ships inbound. Yang, are you out yet?"
"Yeah" Yang said climbing out
"Take cover in that building to the east. Looks like the welcome wagon is early"
"Now where's the fun in that" Yang cracking her knuckles, causing sparks to fly off her gauntlets "They want a fight, they'll get a fight"
Blake hugged the wall, moving as quietly as she could, making sure to listen for any noise. Hearing the faint chatter of her comms, as she tuned it out to listen
"Say again?" She asked
"We have drop ships inbound" Ruby replied "Get back here as soon as you can"
"Roger. Making one last sweep then returning" Blake cut comms and slowly circled around.
As she made her way back, she came across a group of four Grimm Elites. Luckily she was behind them, she still the element of surprise, and that made her all the more lethal
Pulling her blade out slowly, holding it in reverse she readied it at her chest. Moving close to the ground, she stalked her prey
Knowing she didn't have much time, she had to act before-
*BANG*
Her thought was cut short by gun fire. It was now or never. The Elites stopped and looked around. The one in the rear looked back, noticing Blake. Before it could say anything, Blake had her blade in the Elites throat. Using her momentum she spun the Elite around, kicking the one on the right to the ground and landing on it she pulls out her pistol and shoving it into the roof of the Elites mouth.
The fog of war hangs low, the sound of gun fire fills the air, the smell of burnt flesh lingering.
Weiss was taking cover in a doorway, not far from the LZ. She was a good shot, not as good as Ruby of course, but she managed to take down six Elites before she needed to reload
Yang on the other hand, out in the open, dodging fire, she moved like a dancer, a kickboxer, and a lunatic all rolled into one.
Slamming her fist in the gut of an Elite, melting through its armor and throwing it fifty some meters, using that force she kicked her leg out and spun on her heel, making contact with another she knocked it to the ground, stopping the spin she heel kicked the downed Elite in the face
"Yang get back here!" Weiss shouted over comms "It's no use, there's more drop ships coming, we need to move now"
"Listen princess" Yang said stepped off the Elite "I'm not going anywhere just yet"
"Yang-" Weiss tried to warn her
"No don't you 'Yang' me, I said-" Yang was interrupted by Weiss who had raised her revolver "Uh Weiss? Just what the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Saving your ass" She pulled the trigger, the shot flying past Yang's head and exploding in the Elites chest "Next time, make sure it's dead"
"S-so uh..." Yang stuttered "About heading out?"
Weiss rolled her eyes behind her visor "Idiot"
"Seven" Ruby said in between breaths, pulling the bolt on her rifle back, the shell casing pinged off the hard roof, sliding it forwards chambering the next round, sighting her next target "Target, seven hundred meters, wind, south, ten miles per hour, elevation twelve degrees" She took in a breath and held it for a short second, then exhaled, just as the last bit of air escaped her lungs she pulled the trigger
"Eight"