Apex Legends - Bunker

Bunker

Just one other squad left.

Lifeline lay prone, a Triple Take comfortably held in her hands. She watched the entrance to Bunker, waiting for any sign of movement.

Her squad mates, Mirage and Pathfinder, also stood watch over their respective areas.

Pathfinder had perched himself onto a rock formation in the mountainside. In his hands, a fully-kitted Longbow was trained at the area behind them. Despite her efforts to trade her Triple Take with him, as it seemed to fit his style more, the robot had declined her offer. He claimed to enjoy the recoil and 'archaic feel' the Longbow offered. 

Mirage kept an eye out at the waters below. He didn't have a rifle of sorts, but instead two Mozambiques he insisted on keeping.

     "You know, we never talk." A voice beside Lifeline spoke. She jumped, nearly smacking her eye into the scope of her rifle. Sighing, she regarded Mirage, who now lay next to her on his side.

     "Shouldn't you be watchin' the river?" Lifeline's expression betrayed her annoyance.

     "I got my best guy on it." Mirage pointed finger-guns over to one of his decoys, who was now standing watch. The decoy flashed a grin and winked before looking back down at the river below. 

     "You know, between the three of us, they only gave us two rooms." Mirage raised an eyebrow, holding up two fingers. Lifeline groaned.

     "I was thinking that the robot could really use his own room, you know? We could bunk together and-" Mirage was silenced by a gloved hand suddenly in his face. Lifeline had properly shushed him.

     "I don't t'ink so." she frowned, irritated with his presence. "If you want Pathfinder to have 'is own room, maybe you could sleep outside tonight, hm?" without waiting for a response, she went back to staring down her scope.

     "I do not require a room." Pathfinder's voice crackled into the communication line.

Mirage stood up, "Oh come ON. I bet that guy's never even slept in a bed! He has no idea-"

     "Hostile spotted." Pathfinder interrupted. The crack of a Longbow shot echoed through the air, followed by another shot. The second shot was not from their squad however, and it connected with Mirage's knee. He crumpled instantly, his decoy dissipated. Lifeline immediately got to work, calling out her own personal robot assistant to provide a shield as she readied her syringes for Mirage. 

A bullet ricocheted off of the rock behind Pathfinder, and sparks flew as another made contact with his chassis. The grip on his rifle stayed steady however, as he fired off another shot, downing one of the opposing team's squad members.

Smoke clouded his vision as he looked down at himself. The bullet that had struck him earlier had punched a hole in his armor. The screen from which his emotions displayed was malfunctioning, smoke wafting up from the side.

His attention turned back to the fight as the sound of aircraft from overhead drowned out all other sounds. Someone had called in an air strike. Quickly he glanced over at his teammates, assessing the situation. They were not safe.

He immediately hopped down from his perch, landing deftly and bounding away from the strike zone. In one quick motion, he whipped around, launching a zipline to his squad mates.

Lifeline was too slow. She was still patching up Mirage's leg when the zipline reached her. Her DOC assistant whirred and beeped at her in urgency. "Just a second." Sweat beaded on her forehead as she applied the adrenaline shot to Mirage's chest rather forcefully.