Multitaskboyo

For some it might seem like they're taking the whole "wolf pack" thing seriously, but. Howling a battlecry is just a inside-joke type of thing.  Though, it did get some of the troopers more excited about the mission, were they serving under Plo koon and commander wolffe or not; the howling was still targeted at Laika, who didn't mind it, no. But the others did go a bit overboard with it sometimes.
          	
          	He would have joined them into the roaring, but he was way too close to the enemies. He had himself down low, trying to get himself into a great but hidden position. And when he had settled down onto the ground, he leaned onto his elbows and brought his sniper rifle forward; taking the now panicking battle droids down one by one. 
          	
          	"Too easy.." he did mumble to himself as he switched to his binoculars, checking if he missed any. There was a pause before he started getting up, cracking a small laugh even.  He was just about to bring his wrist up and report to the rest of the batallion when he felt sharp pain strike by him, making him fall back to the ground with it. As he held his arm, he hissed through his gritted teeth. "Kriffin' he--" though he soon was interrupted by a sound of blaster going off and that usual scream a droid made when it got destroyed. Then a medic stepping over to him, offering a hand to help him up. "Can you stop droppin' dead whenever you get a small scratch?" the other's voice sounded bothered but Laika only grinned at this, taking a look at his own arm; a flesh wound, not too deep. But it still had an unpleasant sting to it. 
          	
          	He grabbed onto the medic's hand and got pulled back to his feet.
          	"Come on, it hurt like hell." Both of them paused to listen to the sounds of the other troopers howling again, pause and then a loud burst of laughing. Laika just let out a sigh, amused. "They really like me, huh?"
          	The medic just nodded, obviously not in the mood to play around. "It's supposed to be a squad, not just you roaming around alone."

Multitaskboyo

"Well, Not my real squad." Laika simply replied as he started moving, not looking back at the medic who scoffed at his words, but still followed after him.
          	  
          	  They had just arrived near the location they had coordinations to, but then someone called out for the medic. And the said medic already answered, making his way to the two other troopers who looked quite worn out, judging by their armor. Apart from the third man who was laying down. Laika did take a moment to stand still, staring at the body until he saw movement; sigh escaped from him. Honestly relieved one.
          	  
          	  "We're getting reinforcements." "General Yoda is a bit ahead.." the medic just nodded while listening to the two troopers talk as he was examing the third one laying down. 
          	  "We need to get him out of here." "Hey, lai--" he turned to look over his shoulder, searching for his partner who was just there a moment ago. "There he goes." one of the standing troopers stole his words out of his mouth. A sigh. "Again."
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Multitaskboyo

For some it might seem like they're taking the whole "wolf pack" thing seriously, but. Howling a battlecry is just a inside-joke type of thing.  Though, it did get some of the troopers more excited about the mission, were they serving under Plo koon and commander wolffe or not; the howling was still targeted at Laika, who didn't mind it, no. But the others did go a bit overboard with it sometimes.
          
          He would have joined them into the roaring, but he was way too close to the enemies. He had himself down low, trying to get himself into a great but hidden position. And when he had settled down onto the ground, he leaned onto his elbows and brought his sniper rifle forward; taking the now panicking battle droids down one by one. 
          
          "Too easy.." he did mumble to himself as he switched to his binoculars, checking if he missed any. There was a pause before he started getting up, cracking a small laugh even.  He was just about to bring his wrist up and report to the rest of the batallion when he felt sharp pain strike by him, making him fall back to the ground with it. As he held his arm, he hissed through his gritted teeth. "Kriffin' he--" though he soon was interrupted by a sound of blaster going off and that usual scream a droid made when it got destroyed. Then a medic stepping over to him, offering a hand to help him up. "Can you stop droppin' dead whenever you get a small scratch?" the other's voice sounded bothered but Laika only grinned at this, taking a look at his own arm; a flesh wound, not too deep. But it still had an unpleasant sting to it. 
          
          He grabbed onto the medic's hand and got pulled back to his feet.
          "Come on, it hurt like hell." Both of them paused to listen to the sounds of the other troopers howling again, pause and then a loud burst of laughing. Laika just let out a sigh, amused. "They really like me, huh?"
          The medic just nodded, obviously not in the mood to play around. "It's supposed to be a squad, not just you roaming around alone."

Multitaskboyo

"Well, Not my real squad." Laika simply replied as he started moving, not looking back at the medic who scoffed at his words, but still followed after him.
            
            They had just arrived near the location they had coordinations to, but then someone called out for the medic. And the said medic already answered, making his way to the two other troopers who looked quite worn out, judging by their armor. Apart from the third man who was laying down. Laika did take a moment to stand still, staring at the body until he saw movement; sigh escaped from him. Honestly relieved one.
            
            "We're getting reinforcements." "General Yoda is a bit ahead.." the medic just nodded while listening to the two troopers talk as he was examing the third one laying down. 
            "We need to get him out of here." "Hey, lai--" he turned to look over his shoulder, searching for his partner who was just there a moment ago. "There he goes." one of the standing troopers stole his words out of his mouth. A sigh. "Again."
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