As Lorens approaches, the extent of his injuries becomes clearer - he's certainly looked better. Gus scans the rooftop one last time before heading back to the VTOL.He pipes up over comms as he steps inside."Who's next?"
Lorens hobbles to the transport as fast as his legs can take him.
Markus sighs in frustration, and decides to start moving away from the carrier.
stuff!Markus moves to the nearest alleyway, and flattens himself against the wall as well as he can.
"See if you can get AWACs to have them meet up. If we can get all three of them in one go we'll save a lot of time."
Markus breathes a sigh of relief and draws his service pistol, then peeks out of the alleyway to see if he's in the clear, and if he is he moves up to the next alleyway and into the closest building through any doors in the alleyway."I'd love to meet up and all that but currently there's fighting very close to my position. I'd be careful."
"I don't know, I can't tell from my position. I was almost captured by an Imperial combat unit, though."Markus checks to see if the gunfire is getting closer or further from his position.
"...there's no return fire. Whatever they're shooting at, it's either dead, dying, or hunkered down. Be extremely careful, they have an APC, and I didn't see what it was armed with."
"No and no."Markus peeks out, spots the VTOL, and limps as quickly as possible towards it.
"With Imperial armor in the area, is this the smartest plan?"Gus grips a top bar with some trepidation.