Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17481441-20161127021251/@comment-25316824-20161130202616

The 3 soldiers get out of the Pelican and walk up a grassy knoll, their metal boots squishing against the April mud. Once on top, they observed the entire battlefield.

100 meters in front and below was a bustling Chat forward operating base, complete with an AA gun, a field kitchen, 2 artillery pieces, about 300 soldiers, and a dozen machine guns overlooking a 1800 meter square, flat, open killzone. Resistance, Elinski, and Chat fought over this hellish killzone with artillery shell holes, burning vehicle wrecks, and the wrecked UFO offering the only cover.

Baron "Stone, distract the Chat.  I'll provide sniper cover for Nikolai who makes a rush for it."

Stonewall countered "No, we turn on the pelican's cloaking and take them by surprise."

Nikolai spoke up. "You're both wrong. We need more than one inside the ship if the Aliens are hostile and we don't want to arrive like we are assassinating them. It might provoke the survivors. There has to be a middleground..."

He looked closed his eye and concentrated. The Chat artilllery rounds made a whistling sound as they flew through the air, finally landing on Resistance positions.

Nikolai "Back in my days as a guerrilla, we would often disguise ourselves as humanitarian aid workers to evade UNSC patrols." He opened his eye. "So today, we are going to paint the Pelican like an aid ship and fly right over the battlefield.

Stonewall "Unless the Admin shoots down aid workers anyways." A worried look crossed Stonewall's face.

...

In 30 minutes the Pelican was stripped of its weapons, painted like a humanitarian aid dropship and flown through the air. The Chat AA gun commander hesistates to shoot down the dropship.