Commanders Course [Girls' Frontline Fanfiction]

Chapter 6: Does That Sound Like A Good Bet?

A short chapter with number of references!

Enjoy!

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     "Waugh!" Vyra retreated from the blasts of machinegun fire. Rubber rounds whizzed past her ears, almost hitting. She slid into a foxhole and hugged her Ultimax. "I'm taking fire! Need assistance!"

     Aiden wrestled with his opponent, gripping tight onto her Steyr scout. "A little...busy here...!" She swept him off his feet and aimed the barrel at his chest. Before she could pull the trigger, two rubber rounds slammed against her vest and shoulder, pushing her back.

      "I got you Aiden!" Masahiro informed, eyes through the scope of his SSG10. "Get moving!"

     "Thanks!" He got to his feet and drew out his firearm. "Leon, status!"

     "Four more to go! Vyra needs help, Eilith is on her way. Back them up!"

     "Got it!" He sprinted the distance, holding his 1911 close to his chest. The sound of gunfire leads him to the fight. "I am here!"

     "Good! Now help us, you idiot!" Eilith yelled.

    He peeked over his wooden board and took shots at the enemy. Every single bullet missed. They're now aware of him.

     "Move! We're being flanked!"

     "Son of a bitch!" He cursed aloud.

     "Aiden! You missed?! What are you XCOM?"

     "Shut up! They're moving! Shoot them!"

     No one was able to return fire as the two targets retreated. They were executing perfect two-man fireteam tactics.

     "Reloading!" The enemy yelled.

     "Go! They're changing mags!" Eilith ordered.

     The instant Vyra peeked out, a rubber round whistled past her ear. She hastily took cover. "I can't! They're using some kind of buddy reload coverage tactics!"

     "Listen up!" Leon's voice was loud through the comms. "This is an order! I'm overriding all grenade limits! Give them hell!"

     Eilith took out a grenade and pulled the pin. "This will send 'em running! Fire in the hole!" She stood up and cocked her arm back.

     A rubber round hits her chest. She drops the grenade. "Ow! That was my boob!"

     "Eilith! Run! Grenade!" Vyra scrambled to her feet.

     "Huh?"

     Masahiro watched a cloud of smoke shot up from a distance. He shook his head. That must've hurt.

     "Eilith! Vyra!" Leon screamed out their names.

     "Shit... We're fine, but we're out."

     "Oww, my butt cheeks..." Vyra groaned, sore from the pellets.

     "Aiden, you alright?"

     "Shaken, but not stirred."

     "Fall back to Masahiro, he'll provide cover."

     "Okay!" The moment he stood up, two pellets slammed against the back of his knee, dropping him. "Agh! Motherfuuuu..." He gritted his teeth and sucked in a breath.

     Someone drove a foot into his abdomen, flipping him to his back. He let out a grunt, eyeballing Luna.

     She pressed a boot against his chest and pinned him to the floor. The two girls, which Vyra and Eilith were engaging before, moved in and seized his arms, putting them to the ground.