Fian
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The intercom on the Red Hill rang out, most of the people in earshot were either too busy or too in pain to notice. "Attention, CDD Jump in five minutes."
The Master Chief appeared from the side of the shuttle and ran up the ramp, hitting a button that closes it on the way up. "Insubordination is a go!" He yelled, ecstatically. Some of the injured Acadia squad members who didn't share Anselm's enthusiasm for getting hurt again in such a short period of time waved meekly at the shuttle. Take-off was over in less than a minute, no medical tents or cargo crates to look out for during launch.
Fian took position at the front of his crew, the superior pneumatics of his AIR-R was doing a good job of keeping him standing up during the shaky decent to Rok'veru. He started the unscheduled briefing. "Okay here is the deal." A map of the operation area appeared, it was the exact same one the marines had previously with the five defence lines and all. "I've been told that only the fourth and fifth defence lines remain. High Command thought they were goners for sure if the Squids haven't been pausing at each of the first three to collect our living and our dead."
"Since it worked so well the first time around, we'll be following P3C Avel Sitkeas's plan. If any of you weren't listening in earlier, it involves making an even larger diversionary explosion using the City's main powerplant here." Fian highlighted the building on the 5th defence line. "I've reports of isolated pockets of Mishu in-between our under-manned defence lines. The main squad will be clearing house and holding the line while P3C Sitkeas gets to work."
"We won't be alone, elements from Power Armor wings of the NSS Salvation, Tiger Claw, La Gaurdia, Scarborough among others are also re-dropping. In an official statement High Command has expressed disappointment at our collective indiscipline, but will continue the evacuation if the situation permits."
The MC said the following lines in disgust. "Truth is, they had pretty much written off everyone still planetside before this."
"Mishu forces have completely overrun the city, A large majority of them are are combing through every block and building but supposedly we have already evacuated all the civilians. Our focus is on the remaining marines, about three thousand of them dispersed through the defence lines plus the five hundred of us dropping in. Even with multiple runs we do not have enough shuttles to evacuate them all, we'll have to rely on High Command's promise to follow through."
"During the evacuation we'll be facing up to twenty thousand Mishu pods. Intelligence says that these aren't the same cannon fodder units that comprised the Mishu wave earlier, but actual production models worthy of facing the Yamataian Army. Don't be surprised when they don't fall to one MPR bolt. This is a matter of life and death, DO NOT underestimate the enemy."
"Touchdown in 10 minutes!" The shuttle's intercom chimed.
Fian took a long draught off his feeder tube. "Any questions?"
The Master Chief appeared from the side of the shuttle and ran up the ramp, hitting a button that closes it on the way up. "Insubordination is a go!" He yelled, ecstatically. Some of the injured Acadia squad members who didn't share Anselm's enthusiasm for getting hurt again in such a short period of time waved meekly at the shuttle. Take-off was over in less than a minute, no medical tents or cargo crates to look out for during launch.
Fian took position at the front of his crew, the superior pneumatics of his AIR-R was doing a good job of keeping him standing up during the shaky decent to Rok'veru. He started the unscheduled briefing. "Okay here is the deal." A map of the operation area appeared, it was the exact same one the marines had previously with the five defence lines and all. "I've been told that only the fourth and fifth defence lines remain. High Command thought they were goners for sure if the Squids haven't been pausing at each of the first three to collect our living and our dead."
"Since it worked so well the first time around, we'll be following P3C Avel Sitkeas's plan. If any of you weren't listening in earlier, it involves making an even larger diversionary explosion using the City's main powerplant here." Fian highlighted the building on the 5th defence line. "I've reports of isolated pockets of Mishu in-between our under-manned defence lines. The main squad will be clearing house and holding the line while P3C Sitkeas gets to work."
"We won't be alone, elements from Power Armor wings of the NSS Salvation, Tiger Claw, La Gaurdia, Scarborough among others are also re-dropping. In an official statement High Command has expressed disappointment at our collective indiscipline, but will continue the evacuation if the situation permits."
The MC said the following lines in disgust. "Truth is, they had pretty much written off everyone still planetside before this."
"Mishu forces have completely overrun the city, A large majority of them are are combing through every block and building but supposedly we have already evacuated all the civilians. Our focus is on the remaining marines, about three thousand of them dispersed through the defence lines plus the five hundred of us dropping in. Even with multiple runs we do not have enough shuttles to evacuate them all, we'll have to rely on High Command's promise to follow through."
"During the evacuation we'll be facing up to twenty thousand Mishu pods. Intelligence says that these aren't the same cannon fodder units that comprised the Mishu wave earlier, but actual production models worthy of facing the Yamataian Army. Don't be surprised when they don't fall to one MPR bolt. This is a matter of life and death, DO NOT underestimate the enemy."
"Touchdown in 10 minutes!" The shuttle's intercom chimed.
Fian took a long draught off his feeder tube. "Any questions?"
