Departure At Dock

Lt. Strickland arrived at the dock with tanks in tow. At the time, I figured Psycho (British SAS Sergeant Sykes) got into a tank alongside me. It was not until the tank battle calmed that I realized Psycho went in another direction. Below, is the last photo I had of Psycho until we met back up at the carrier.



His orders were to sprint back to the dock where he was instructed to assist an assault on the other side of the island. He found a small boat to take him to the other side of the island.



After a good thirty minute boat ride over the cold sea, Psycho was dropped onto the beach where he used his Nanosuit to sprint inward toward the rough terrain. He didn't need his radar to point him in the proper direction, he only needed to follow the explosions. The suit's energy was getting low, so Psycho opted to leap aboard a truck driven by US support troops heading toward the core of the action.



On the way, he noticed Colonel Lee of the Korean People's Army. Of course, he had to be behind this crazy war. But what was his real cause?



He quickly climbed to the top of the truck and took the position of self-appointed gunner - blasting everything in his view that could stop his vehicle from moving forward along the path.

The dual SCARs that Psycho was using were no match from the North Korean troops stationed above. Their mortal guns and rocket launchers trumped his allocation of weapons. So he jumped onto the rocky terrain and headed up toward the plateau causing so much pain for the US soldiers. When he arrived, he used his strength from the Nanosuit to dismantle the position.

What he did not realize is that another similar plateau were also assaulting his convey below. So, Psycho rushed down to the valley to assist his team. Here was a shot of the convey, just before it was rocked off his path.



Psycho arrived just as their truck was blown into the sky. Some soldiers were lost but a majority remained. A call was made for a VTOL to rescue them from their position.

The battle was intense ... the time seemed to crawl as they anticipated the sound of their rescue ship.

Waiting for VTOL Rescue

Looking back on the logs, it was not even five minutes between the time the "mayday" distress call was initiated and when the VTOL arrived. However, it might as well have been an hour - because the North Koreans fire power did not cease and Psycho's guns were getting low on ammo.



When the VTOL arrived, the amount of lead heading toward Psycho's team reduced, but that only put the focus on the rescue craft itself. They had to hurry if they were going to get aboard that ship before it was blown out of the sky as well. As soon as the doors opened, the team was already boarding the ship. The earth rocked with every mortar blast coming in their direction.

The VTOL departed just before a rocket hit their prior position, only seconds before. "That one was close," Psycho thought, too close.



As they pulled away and began to retreat back to a safe location, the effects of the blast were worse than expected. The VTOL was having trouble getting up to full speed. They had cleared the area, but not as quickly as expected or needed. Just then, another blast hit the back of the VTOL. This made Psycho's heart race the most it had raced the entire mission. He knew that blast was going to put a dent in their plans to make it back to camp. His guess was validated when the VTOL raced back toward the earth.



Psycho braced himself as he knew the crash with the ground was not going to be pleasant.