The six mercenaries had nowhere whatsoever to stay while fighting the robots.
They had assumed that, as it was at their home base, they would be given barracks.
This was not so. Upon arriving at the designated battle site, the men were shocked to discover that there was not a building in sight. Sure, there was a cruel upgrade shack, but that would not hold even one man.
This cruel turn of events would have been somewhat bearable if, after a series of waves of robots, it had not rained. And of course, it did.
Meaning that the six stood in the rain, sopping wet. From the sounds of it, Pyro was sobbing behind their mask, and Scout looked dreadfully upset as his scarf began to turn into a large, wet noodle around his neck.
The thick forest provided little shelter as the torrent of rainwater fell.
Then, Medic had an idea.
Removing his Medpack from his back, he quietly laid it in the middle of a clearing. Picking up the attached Kritzkrieg, he flicked the added switch next to his Übercharge activator.
The Medic’s shield that had helped to keep them alive came flickering into existence once more, rain bouncing off of it and running down the sides.
A quick modification made it perpetual as long as the Medpack stayed still, similar to the absent Spy’s Cloak and Dagger.
The drenched men slipped through the shield and into its comforting drying ground underneath. Engineer pulled his guitar out of its case and, after some minor tuning, launched into ‘Home on the Range’ in his rich, twangy voice.
Coats were donned to assist in warmth, for what little the shield provided was not enough. But, the warmth of happiness also added to it, as jokes were shared, and even a sing-along was had (Pyro tried their best, but ended up giving up and going to play in the rain, despite their earlier complaints.)
Heavy hadn’t said much throughout the whole ordeal, other than singing along for a moment to a song he’d seemed to like, but other than that, he seemed content. Medic had been looking at him for some time now. Why was he so quiet? he’d wondered to himself. Then Heavy looked back, smiled, and simply said “Thank you. You are credit to team.”
The rest of the team agreed unanimously. Medic had never felt prouder in his entire life to have a team such as this.