Sigma
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Power Armor Hangar, NSS Dauntless
The Marines were assembled in their squads around the Chief and his 3D hologram projector. "This is SC-4. Rotten dirtball. Its gravity is three times the standard. That means things are heavier. We can still operate but remember that things will harder, especially if they're coming top down. Six hour day - three of sunlight, three of night. Get used to it cos we're gonna still be operating on a twenty-four hour clock.
"The 3rd Shaikis already sending in the first waves. The 242nd Heavy Infantry and 11th Recon are the first in. They are hitting these," the view zoomed in over several locations on a single continent, "fortified NMX locations. It's what they do best."
He didn't need to tell them that those landing zones were within range of heavy NMX artillery and troop concentrations. Casualties were expected.
"Since we're all a bit battered and bruised," Leon gestured to himself and his bandages, "we're getting the easier job of dropping behind NMX lines and having fun with it." The view shifted away from the NMX fortifications.
"Volkov, Morris, your squads will be tasked with securing this facility. As best as we can tell, it is an NMX industrial mining plant. Seize it intact. Watch out for prisoners or slaves. We don't know if the NMX labor force are prisoners or their own Nekos. Volkov's squad will hit the interior while Morris holds the exterior. I doubt the squids will just roll over and let you seize their biggest raw material production asset. Holmes and Motoyama, this fuel depot. I trust that the new Raiders are up to scratch?"
Holmes tilted his head to the side, as if he could have done better while the dour Motoyama smirked. "Finally something that doesn't feel like we're carrying a 2 ton monkey on our back. We can finally move around," Motoyama replied.
"Good. Rochester, your boys will hit this water plant. If this turns into a siege, we'll need to deprive the squids of water. And as long as some anti-air batteries are operational, our supply shuttles will take losses. Need to be sure we can live off the land. Hardman, you're the reserve in Corporal Toby's tanks. Kerr and Toby, you'll be flying support. We've also got a squadron of Navy gunships waiting for the 3rd Marines to take the airfield. Once we have that airfield, those gunships will be flying air cover as well. Which reminds me, our two newest additions. Sergeant Terrence Hardman and Corporal Alan Toby. Both recently of the 3rd Marines' 23rd Division. Hardman's our assault specialist and Toby's squad have the best long distance gunnery rating between both fleets."
The last comment caused a frown on Kerr's face but he took it with grace. He knew his squad were the best assault drivers and that was what they were supposed to do.
"I'll be riding with Kerr, coordinating all of the missions. If anything goes sour, call it in. We'll have Hardman and Toby save your asses. Questions?"
The Marines were assembled in their squads around the Chief and his 3D hologram projector. "This is SC-4. Rotten dirtball. Its gravity is three times the standard. That means things are heavier. We can still operate but remember that things will harder, especially if they're coming top down. Six hour day - three of sunlight, three of night. Get used to it cos we're gonna still be operating on a twenty-four hour clock.
"The 3rd Shaikis already sending in the first waves. The 242nd Heavy Infantry and 11th Recon are the first in. They are hitting these," the view zoomed in over several locations on a single continent, "fortified NMX locations. It's what they do best."
He didn't need to tell them that those landing zones were within range of heavy NMX artillery and troop concentrations. Casualties were expected.
"Since we're all a bit battered and bruised," Leon gestured to himself and his bandages, "we're getting the easier job of dropping behind NMX lines and having fun with it." The view shifted away from the NMX fortifications.
"Volkov, Morris, your squads will be tasked with securing this facility. As best as we can tell, it is an NMX industrial mining plant. Seize it intact. Watch out for prisoners or slaves. We don't know if the NMX labor force are prisoners or their own Nekos. Volkov's squad will hit the interior while Morris holds the exterior. I doubt the squids will just roll over and let you seize their biggest raw material production asset. Holmes and Motoyama, this fuel depot. I trust that the new Raiders are up to scratch?"
Holmes tilted his head to the side, as if he could have done better while the dour Motoyama smirked. "Finally something that doesn't feel like we're carrying a 2 ton monkey on our back. We can finally move around," Motoyama replied.
"Good. Rochester, your boys will hit this water plant. If this turns into a siege, we'll need to deprive the squids of water. And as long as some anti-air batteries are operational, our supply shuttles will take losses. Need to be sure we can live off the land. Hardman, you're the reserve in Corporal Toby's tanks. Kerr and Toby, you'll be flying support. We've also got a squadron of Navy gunships waiting for the 3rd Marines to take the airfield. Once we have that airfield, those gunships will be flying air cover as well. Which reminds me, our two newest additions. Sergeant Terrence Hardman and Corporal Alan Toby. Both recently of the 3rd Marines' 23rd Division. Hardman's our assault specialist and Toby's squad have the best long distance gunnery rating between both fleets."
The last comment caused a frown on Kerr's face but he took it with grace. He knew his squad were the best assault drivers and that was what they were supposed to do.
"I'll be riding with Kerr, coordinating all of the missions. If anything goes sour, call it in. We'll have Hardman and Toby save your asses. Questions?"
