Utterly Mad

"Oh boy, what fun." Lucas mumbles sarcastically, he heads to his commanding officer.

Wolf:
"Roger that 263. Alright boys, we're getting a ride to the target zone! Mount up!"
Outside the walker you hear the squad of infatrymen climb up and get comfortable on the hull.
"They'll have to dismount if we run into combat, corporal."

You consider manning the belly-gunner's station below you. It would be possible, but it would leave the commander's seat empty. You could go down there if you're certain you want to, but it would surely be best to let James remotely man it.

"Moving to target zone."

Soon, the walker reaches the edge of the lake east of the Lumberyard. You take place on the top of an overlooking cliff, in the shade of the vegetation, yet with a good view of the water's edge.
Below you, next to the water lies a village. It's not that big, roughly 16 huts of variyng sizes.

The hitch-hiking squad dismounts, and the squadleader contacts you.
"The colonel wants this village gone, but they've got a bit more defences prepared now that they knew we were coming..."

It's hard to see anything from your viewports. But there's a pair of binoculars hanging beside you, ready to be used if you want to open the hatch and take a look for yourself.

Father:
The sergeant seems quite repulsed by the sights and smells aswell, but it doesn't look like it's going to slow her down.
"Ugh, let's not celebrate too soon! The rest of them are probably hiding out at the outpost further inside the jungle! Move it! Into the jungle doubletime, and be ready!"

Crawler:
You'd figure smuggling equipment out of the base would be quite a feat, considering the heavy military precence.
As you ponder about making money, you wander along the compound, looking for the medical tent.

By following the signs, you don't end up at a tent, but rather a smaller concrete structure.
Inside you come face to face with the strong and mixed smells of a well-used hospital, along with 2 opposing rows of bunks, all occupied by both wounded soldiers and non-combatants.
There's a lone medic walking from bed to bed, seeming quite stressed.

Lucas:
You meander over to the gate, and find your new squad.
It's a smaller squad, consisting of 2 other lights, one heavy, one flamer, and the rough-looking CO.
"Fucking finally brought your slow ass over here, huh?!"
He's definitively a veteran, and a sergeant first class (SFC) no less. He sternly points at the tight formation of your squadmates.
"GET YOURSELF INTO LINE, CAUSE WE'RE MOVING OUT!"

Hawk:
You must have dozed off a minute there, since you find yourself at the hangars at the Lumberyard, waiting on the side for the maintenance crew to bring you your aircraft. A stressed-out staffmember walks up to you, fliping through his PDA.
"Airman Jacob Mason? Sorry for the delay, but we've had a hell of a day equiping all the new arrivals. It's also been screwing up our system, so it seems like your assigned aircraft's been missplaced. So I'll simply ask you personally; what aircraft were you trained to operate?"

Spoiler: Pick one (hover to show)

-Gunship (like an attack helicopter, fights both ground and air targets)
-CAS (Close Air Support, aircraft meant to support people on the ground)
-Fighter (to fight other aircraft)

"If you ever learned something from the last Tank Commander, it should be to never leave the damn Tank Walker..." Duncan says quietly as he considers his options. He then decides, "Alright, we'll angle the tank cannon and provide some fire support from up here. Radio in if the resistance becomes too heavy and we'll move in to engage."

"Still though, you can never be too sure..." Duncan said as he took his Private's position in the tank hatch and uses the binoculars. He'll wait for the attack to begin before ordering his main gunner to target the tanks with AP.

Hettie spends a quick minute examining her weaponry before heading over to the hanger, cursing herself under her breath.   "Idiot, shouldn't sleep while moving positions.   Hell was I thinking?"   She shakes her head, checking out the wrist-PDA.   "Not how I would set it up, but default can be worked with I suppose..."

"Begin your attack, Squad leader." Duncan said into the radio as he then ordered his main gunner to focus fire on the front right first until it's destoryed, then the middle tank, then the left tank.

Hettie nods, and begins to jog over to the fence, configuring her wrist-PDA on the way.