Stand Down Hawkeye

You knew all to well, being a Commander off the field meant having to trust and enable your team leads in the field, you had to trust split second decisions in battle. But this was irresponsible and could put the whole mission and the team in jeopardy.

"Hold Fi-"

You started before the shot had fled its chamber, the body hitting the ground as the distinctively large Advent Officer helmet shattered.

Tornado looked on for a moments pause before reacting - She bolted forward to grab the fallen keycard. Her hands grasped toward the dirt, when suddenly enemy Advent bullets fired on her. Two lower level Advent Troopers scrambled a wild shot toward the exposed Tornado as they made a run behind a concrete baracade cover facing our sword wielding XCOM soldier. They hissed and eyed the soldier with an alien lust, they prepared their stun devices in excitement. Tornado knew what would happen to her body in this **** position if the mad monsters got a hold of her.

You cursed and slammed your fist, weighing the benefit of reprimanding Hawkeye on the spot vs letting the team focus on getting out of danger first.

'Hawkeye, flank the Troopers. Dynamo, support fire and Sparks get in that goddamn network, now!' You angrily barked.

The feed was a chaotic flood of gunfire and curse words. It was hard to tell who was winning as the Troops scrambled. Hawkeye uncharacteristically missed her next shot. Dynamo tore through one of the Troopers but had to take cover from return fire.

'I got hit!' Tornado shouted back to her partner, into the chaos as she retreated back to safety with the keycard in hand. Suddenly the remaining Advent trooper hopped over the concrete barrier and physically lept on top of Tornado, stun weapon in hand and alien cock throbbing hard from adrenalin.

You watched through Hawkeye's scope as it got a line on the trooper, but she froze, and you knew why. It looked just like South Africa again. The monsterous trooper began tearing away the military fatigue pants. Only this time, it was Tornado and not Caroline. But more importantly, Hawkeye had ammo reserves this time.

*BAM*

Blood spattered against the concrete barrier as the sniper round blasted through thick Advent skill. Tornado shoved the limp lusting body off of her, in shock from the rapidly unfolding chaos.

Hawkeye breathed heavy after the shot followed by the pit of regret in her stomach, knowing the battlefield chaos and damage to Tornado was rash and caused by her own anger.

But the time to think later, battle is the time to act. With the enemies down, they made their target the Gene clinic next.