Just barely

When Caroline arrives at the armory, she sees a whole lot of tables and beds that have been thrown up out in front of it as some kind of makeshift barrier. At least thirty woman are positioned behind them, among them being Felicia and Fire, armed with **** rifles and shotguns. All of them firing at any towerling they can get a lock on.

On the roof of the armory are another ten. Six of them are firing **** rifles and three of them are wielding sniper rifles. The last one is Jocelyn Silver who is firing a grenade launcher.

In the middle of it, organizing the defense, is none other than Commander Myada herself.

As the women get behind the lines their escort takes place at the barricades and assumes defensive positions.

“Caroline! Get that civilian inside the armory and start carrying ammo boxes outside. We’re running out of bullets.” Myada orders.

As Caroline and Catherine get inside the armory, they see the two soldiers currently carrying out ammo boxes. The shove the crate they are carrying into the two civilian’s arms, gather some **** rifles of their own and join their fellows among the barricade.

As Caroline carries the ammo crate out of the building, she sees how one of the defenders gets hit in the chest by a spiderling’s web. The spiderling then reels in its web, causing the woman do be dragged over the barricade and across the ground while kicking and screaming.

“Stand firm, women!” Myada yells. “Support is almost here!”

As if on cue loud machine-gun fire fills the air and a bunch of towerlings surrounding the armory get mowed down. Caroline looks to her left where to bullets came from and sees three Apache attack helicopters followed by five black hawks. The women on and around the armory cheer as the Apache’s take down both air and ground towerlings. The black hawks hover above the base and open their doors and reveal more Rose squad soldiers inside. Some of them open fire others let ropes down and rappel to the armory roof of the ground surrounding it. In just a few minutes the towerlings give up and retreat.

Soldiers who manned the defense sigh in relief and drop to the ground for a quick rest.

TEAM STATUS

Caroline Corset: Exhausted, elated
Arms: Pistol

Catherine Ash: Elated
Arms: Scalpel

Ella Myada: Relieved
Arms: Pistol