You switch your assault rifle to automatic and, without giving yourself a moment to think about it, leap to your feet and charge forward, pressing down the trigger and swinging your rifle back and forth across the rocky outcrop. Amori is at your side, firing as well. It's hard to focus as you run, but the wave of damage from your explosive rounds is very satisfying. The big guns cease as their crews dive for cover. Scattered small arms fire flashes from the outcrop.
Your rifle suddenly falls silent. You stop, looking at it in sudden confusion. Empty magazine. Something hard punches against your breastplate. You look down and see a black dent in the armor. Amori tackles you.
"Get down!"
The renewed rebel fire is furious but scattered. You stay low and swap out magazines, and you notice Amori grinning at you as he does the same.
"Pretty gutsy move, sir."
Moments later, you hear the thumping of boots as troopers reach your position and drop. Without waiting for orders, they begin throwing grenades at the rebel heavy gun positions. Explosions ripple across the rise, and the rebels retreat again.
"It's working!" Amori shouts.
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