Heavy - Tempest

Sally Deem eased up on the jump jets and tried to take the landing as softly as possible. Her landing technique was wonderful, but her choice of landing zone was terrible. She'd aimed for a slightly clear portion of stone in this swampy mess, but she had not noticed the stone on the edge of the clearing. Her left foot buckled and she fought to maintain her balance... just as the enemy took aim. Her stagger aided her, though, with the enemy laser only grazing her left shoulder, doing little more than scorch the paint off. Great, she thought, I can't wait to hear the comments back at base. She just knew it would be something like, "Hey, I thought we were fighting off the Dracs! Where'd you get to that the giant condor took a dump on your shoulder!" Just what she needed. Letting her fury take a part in her targeting, she took aim on the enemy that had surely caused her some future grief...