**Aoric is eventually able to get eyes on Team A driving on the freeway. York is driving, Maine is riding shotgun and Carolina is manning the turret. Taking a few minutes before Aoric finally gets in range to hear them finally on comms after shutting off the Hornet's comms chatter.**
Carolina: [Team B report. Team B!]
Aoric: *flipping on the Hornet's FoF tags as he sees two main groups of "foe" signatures, one being focused on the Team A's Warthog, and the other focused up ahead. Seemingly a very heated area that Aoric assumes to be where Team B is located. Trying to adjust the systems of the Hornet as he heads directly for where Team B should be located.* Looks like they have some new friends.
North Dakota: [Team B is down! We have wounded, and are taking fire.]
Carolina: [We'll be right there.]
North Dakota: [Negative, get the package. Get it out of the city.]
Carolina: [Roger that.]
York: [Reading Team B's tracker... okay, there he is I got him.
Carolina: [We'll cut 'em off at that overpass, go, go!]
Aoric: *sighing.* Screw it. *keeping his bearing towards Team B, before unloading the Hornet's Autocannons at the police to suppress them. Before flipping on his comms to alert them.* Team B, this is Nevada. Time to get a move on. *lowering the Hornet so that they could climb onto the Hornet like it's a transport, before lifting off as he fires rockets back at the now reinforced officers.*
Wyoming: *currently holding his side as CT administers aid.* [Where... did you get this, Nevada?]
Aoric: *focused on keeping them alive as he moves in behind a building to keep them behind cover. Then speeding up a bit to keep them out of their line of sights.* Command, this is Nevada, I need an extraction for Team B.
FILSS: [I am sorry Agent Nevada, but pelicans are on standby until the mission is complete.]
Aoric: *internally groaning.* Copy that, Command. *looking to South as he sees one of the others on Team A just went over the bridge.* Sounds like company isn't coming until we finish this, so I guess we're the cleanup crew then. *making a few adjustments to the Hornet's speed on the console.* Everyone magnetizes your boots.
**Aoric sending the Hornet flying at some 60 mph to go catch up with the others as they find Maine on the floor of the highway below where a firefight took place. In a pool of his own blood, South helps him onto the Hornet. Before they move in to provide cover for York to get on as more and more security forces and ODSTs move in on them.**
Aoric: COMMAND! I NEED THAT DAMN EXTRACTION NOW! I DON'T CARE IF THE MISSION ISN'T OVER I HAVE TWO MEN IN CRITICAL CONDITION AND WAY MORE THAN I CAN HANDLE ON THIS DAMN THING!
FILSS: [Mission has been completed by Texas, please move to the location on you HUD for extraction.]
Aoric: *sighing as he unloads everything he has into their attackers as he moves to the other side of the gate.*
York: *the group sees a pelican waiting for them as Carolina just stares at it.* [Well, she doesn't look happy.]
Aoric: *sighing as he lands the Hornet right next to the Pelican and helps move the wounded into the transport before getting in last.* What the hell was this even about...
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