TJ scanned through his notes one more time, glancing over the key points on the datapad and holoprojector. Preparation and planning were keys to the way TJ operated. He believed that skill and talent could only take a person, squad or mission so far and it was that extra knowledge, dedication and preparedness that gave one side the edge.  As such, he was full intent on having that superior side be his.

The time had come and TJ observed each troopers expression as he scanned the room.  Some remained expressionless; while others gave a puzzled look as to the Colonel's unexpected presence and still others who had been talking amongst themselves suddenly composed themselves and a hush fell over the full room.  A sense of anxiousness filled the room as every last trooper awaited the mission.  With this, TJ began:

'Raiders...Lancers...it is not often that we have two squads working co-operatively on a single mission, especially two of your caliber.  But as you can guess, this is one of those rare missions in which we are uncertain that in sending only one squad, that the required mission can be completed safely.  As a result we will be sending both of you in order to negate this factor.  On that note, I will now continue with the briefing.'  Pressing a button, the holoprojector displayed a grassy planet with several sparse forests littering its surface.

'This is the planet Stassia, a planet of rich farmland and as a result home to many peaceful creatures who would like nothing more than to live out their lives producing their crops undisturbed by conflict.  We would be more than happy to let them go about their business, but unfortunately we have been threatened and intelligence has led us here, forcing us to make an incursion to the planet's surface.  Keep in mind though, that we want to keep the harm we cause to these people to minimum and if we can avoid it entirely, that's all the better.

Onto the details of the mission: we have received word from Intelligence informing us that messages were intercepted prior to the raids on the Imperial Center's Weapons facility.  We have to reason to believe those responsible knew exactly what they were doing and exactly when to do it.  Intelligence has managed to trace feeds coming from the Stassian planet that lead us to believe another party is involved and informed the pirates of our every move.

We will be landing in one of the many forests on the planet's surface in order to remain undetected for as long as we can.  From there we will pursue a lead received from Intelligence on a small outpost several kilometers from our landing point.  There we expect to encounter a strong resistance protecting some sort of transmissions center.  It is uncertain what else may lie there so we must proceed with caution.  Primarily, we are to find out who is responsible for this operation; how they did it and shut them down by all means necessary.  That is all I have to say about this for now, go pack up.  TK and myself will be accompanying you on this mission in hopes that it runs as smoothly as possible.  We will meet you on the Dominion.  Until then...'

With that TJ shut down the holoprojector and the room dispersed.  Tidying up the room, TJ made his way back to his room to make final touches on his gear before going.

Update finished: Planet is now Stassia
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Colonel TJ
Platoon Commander, Storm Platoon
PC/COL TJ/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
{CDSx2}{ES}{CM GW}{LoCx7}{MSM}[IOC]
Sith Guardian TJ

"Conquer fear, and you will conquer death."
"Those who cannot learn from history are doomed to repeat it."
"History will be kind to me for I intend to write it."
*Joined December, 1999*

Ok, thanks for the heads up...I plan on keeping everything the same with the exception of the planet's name so go ahead and start posting.
 
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Colonel TJ
Platoon Commander, Storm Platoon
PC/COL TJ/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
{CDSx2}{ES}{CM GW}{LoCx7}{MSM}[IOC]
Sith Guardian TJ

"Conquer fear, and you will conquer death."
"Those who cannot learn from history are doomed to repeat it."
"History will be kind to me for I intend to write it."
*Joined December, 1999*

"Raiders, I want you all in Conference Room B, down the hall. Put a kick in your step people, I need to get some things straightened out." Jakireth motioned to the door and watched everyone file out, then took his place at the rear. Sidestepping to avoid the closing door, he took a look back into the briefing area where Colonel TJ was still standing, shuffling sets of papers.

The squad was informed of the mission only a few hours ago, and the organizational skills of their platoon weren't always up to par. Things always got done, but Jakireth usually found himself half-asleep and half-dressed in his bed with a superior officer shouting new departure commands in his ear. Conveinently, it seemed to occur in the middle of the night.

Another factor playing into the confusion was the sudden combination of Raiders and Lancer squads. Jakireth was confident in his team's ability to work with other troopers, but Lancer had just had a leadership change, and undergone a major revamping of tactics. If they're up to it, things were sure to run smoothly.


"Alright team, listen up," Jakireth stated sternly before the squad, "this is our first chance at working with another group of motivated soldiers, make sure you let them know that YOU'RE capable as well."
He took a moments break to let things settle in, and Raziel nodded his head in approval. "I want to see nothing but %100 effort, cooperation, and determination. Anything less will be looked down upon greatly. There is no excuse for not bringing everything you have on a mission like this, and that is what is expected. Understood?"

The squad chirped back with a crisp notion of 'understood', and Revan walked over to open the door. Jakireth stood back and gave each trooper a comment to get the adrenaline pumping.

Raziel stopped suddenly, looking out at Raiders:
"When we get that annoucement, suit up, and get ready to go!"


 
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Lance Corporal Jakireth
- Raider Squad -
Assistant Squad Leader
Army of the Vast Empire
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ASL/LCPL Jakireth/3SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR]
Rep/Reporter Jakireth/NewsRep: 2/News Division/VET/VE

"Faithful to the end..." Raiders squad motto

Vacancies in Lancer had caused a little morale drop in the squad. With only five members, the could use a coop mission with Raiders. Raiders could be considered equal with Lancer, had it not been for the vacancies.

After the meeting with Commander TJ, Garet slipped on his trainers and started a jog around the makeshift base. He passed several soldiers on the way, some he recognized as Lancer, and some he didn't recognize. He assumed these were the squad he was going to be working with. They were well composed, and looked orderly. He nodded to the group of Raiders as he passed, but kept on going without conversation.

He had circled the corridors of the base at least seven times now, and sweat had appeared around his joints. The jogging kept his stress level down, which was good, considering this was his second mission and probably the biggest one of his career. He turned the corner where Slick's office was, and stopped. Garet saw Yillis approaching so he saluted. Yillis nodded as he walked into the ofice, signaling Garet to continue.

Garet peered in as he passed, and saw the equipment Slick was preparing. Obviously he would need everything he could pack, it's a good thing too, because he was eagar to use the gear he had bought. One mission wasn't enough to satisfy him.

He took a quick shower and put his suit on. The green crescent had faded, but it was still visible. He placed all his holsters on: his DL-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol on his leg, the D'Sakr Dagger on his arm, the BMC-150 Bi-Polar Carbine over his shoulder, and clipping his new tear gas grenades onto his waist strap.

At this point Yillis showed up at the doorway.

"Showtime kid. Let's go."

"Yes sir."
 
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Lance Corporal Garet Daimun
-=Lancer Squad=-  -=TRP=- -=Blue Lancer 1=-
TRP/LCPL Garet Daimun/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA

Join the Army, see the Galaxy, meet interesting people - and kill them

----meanwhile, after lancer's mini-meeting---

Jenny, already survived two easy, but a bit difficult mission, killhouse and training mission, was prepared for this, especially since they were working with another squad, a good chance to team up with their enemies, she was especially happy to see hellra, who is in raiders and probably would want to see her, maybe.

But Jenny snapped back into reality as she made her way into the cafeteria and got herself a drink and two cheeseburgers. She quickly ate and drank and went to her room to find a letter and a medal for grand achievment in the years at the Bogtouax Academy.

She started reading it:

Dearest Sister Jenny,

I have graduated from Bogtouax Academy, I shall be joining the army shortly, but first, as a Bogtouax tradition, I must make a presentation about myself and my opinion on the school, among other things.

But I have heard that your platoon is going on another mission with another squad from a friend in the army. I hope you do good, I'm sorry that I can't be there for you but as your sister, I say good luck. As always, you'll know what to do, good luck.

Love,
Your Best Friend and Sister,
Freje Altex

She read it again to take in what Freje had said, there was no time to reply, but she knew that Freje had given her this medal for good luck, so she put on the medal around her neck and got herself ready for the coming battle.

After she put on her armor plus E-11, pistol and vibroblades, a knock came at the door.

"come in." Jenny said, wondering who could be knocking now.

"Hey," Hellra came in the door with a few boxes and replied, " I'm supposed to give you these, here."

Jenny took the boxes as her medal was seen by Hellra.

"What's that?" Hellra asked, indicating to the medal.

"My sister's, she sent me a letter saying good luck, she just graduated from Bogtouax Academy." Jenny answered as she opened the box and with amazement, said:" wow, A280 Armor-Piercing Heavy Blaster Rifle, DL-54 Automatic Blaster Pistol, 10 Tear Gas Grenades, and a TI-47 Deathwind Slugthrower Sniper Rifle, plus a belt with two holsters, wow, Slick must be passing this stuff to all of the squad."

"We're getting some of that too. by the way, it's good to work together again." Hellra replied, with a grin on her face.

"yeah, thanks, now let me put some of this stuff together." Jenny said, more happy, as she started putting together some of the weapons.

"Okay, I got to prepare too, later." Hellra said as she departed out of the room.

"later."

Jenny started on the heavy blaster rifle, something she might need if she was heavy weapons, it wasn't hard putting this stuff together, she had done it before, but she focused on the task at hand. She went from that to the sniper rifle and to the easiest, the pistol.

After putting together the weapons and other things, she put the DL-54 in the holster besides her own handmade pistol that had killed the scum that killed her parents, threw the E-11 rifle on her back and took up the heavy blaster rifle.

"Jenny, come on, we got to go." Yillis ordered as he looked confused at all her gear and said: "new gear?"

"Yeah, let's go." Jenny replied as she and Yillis walked out the door of her room.
 
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Lance Corporal Jennabelle
-=Lancer Squad=- -=TRP=- -=Red Lancer 1=-
TRP/PFC Jennabelle/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath

"Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force. " -Darth Vader

      Darr-Rann slipped the vibrodagger into the holster in his belt. Picking up another, he placed it in the secret slot behind his shoulder plate. He then proceeded to secure his Electostaff to his pack, which held his medical supplies, and some grenades. He finally finished by placing one of his Heavy blasters in a holster by the Vibrodagger. He then picked up the pack which held the gear given to him by Slick, his squad leader, and left the locker room.

      Darr-Rann walked down the Hallway. He had a great deal on his mind, many things having happened recently. Opening the door, he entered the lounge.
"Hey Dawn. You wanted to see me?" Darr-Rann asked, setting down his stuff on a nearby table.
"I just wanted to say goodbye before you left." she said, walking up to him.
He smiled "This mission seems important. We're teamed up with the raiders, so it should be pretty interesting." Darr-Rann said, "Although if they have tanks, this is going to be one short mission..."
Darr-Rann looked at his wrist-com. "It's about time to get going, I'll talk to you when I get back okay?" He said, starting to turn to leave.
Suddenly Dawn stopped him, and when he turned to face her, She kissed him on the lips.
"For good luck." She said, smiling and walking away.
"I better get going..." He said to himself, happiness swelling up inside of him. " For the first time in a while, life doesn't seem that bad after all..." He thought to himself, setting off to join the rest of the troops.
 
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-=Lancer Squad=-
FTL/LCPL Darr-Rann/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath [LoR]
LANCE CORPORAL
one of few - A vast Empire medic
Read Losses of Vandetta by me and Hellra

Jenny had already had her gear ready, so there was only the last-minute check.

After about a quick check, she went to go to the hanger where the ship was when a voice called out:

"hey, Jenny, it's me, your sister, Freje, how's it going?" Freje Altex, wearing a t-shirt and jeans said loudly as she hugged her dear sister.

"Oh my god, I thought..." Jenny said as she returned the hug, deep in thought.

"Ah, that presentation was already over and done with, I decided to do it first so I could see my dear sister," Freje replied with a happy smile on her face, now over with the hug, Freje turned to another familiar man, also in his twenties, lots of hair but looked restless, wearing their academy uniform, "Jenny, I do believe you remember your boyfriend, Henry Watkins, he and me will join the army soon but there is someone else."

Freje turned to another familiar man, also in his twenties, looking as the same as his brother, handsome, but his eyes were different from Henry's, Henry's blue, he was black, it was Henry's brother, Michael, boyfriend of Freje.

"Freje, thank you, I'm so excited for you guys, you're about to join the army with me, and Henry, it's been so long..." Jenny said, tears streaming down her face and looking really happy as she and Henry hugged and kissed.

Freje did the same her boyfriend, looking happy as well.

"Well, good luck, Jenny. We'll see you later." Freje and the others said, departing with hugs and kisses.

Jenny said her goodbye as she walked to the door of the hanger, confident and happy.
 
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Lance Corporal Jennabelle
-=Lancer Squad=- -=TRP=- -=Red Lancer 1=-
TRP/PFC Jennabelle/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath

"Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force. " -Darth Vader

He shuffled the deck expertly before handing cards out to them.
Hellra studied Darr-Rann's face while they all went back to playing again. His face was frowned in concentration. But every now and then she could see a speck of joy flicker across his eyes, as if remembering something special.

He stared myopically at his cards, Jakireth nudged him, he was the next to throw his cards out. Darr-Rann didn't respond to the nudge. Jakireth turned the nudge in a jab.
Darr-Rann fell sideways at the force it was sent, dropping his cards in the process.

"Darr, your turn, thought you lost it, thinking of someone special?" teased Garet.
Darr-Rann gave a hearty laugh before picking his cards out and resuming the game.
But Hellra noticed the faint blush that crept up his necks and spreading over his pale face.

They continued playing thought Hellra read Darr-Rann's face with much more interest then before. He was like a brother to her, and she couldn't resist being curious.

Hellra groaned looking at her hand. She was defiantly losing this round of Sabaac, suddenly a thought struck. She smirked looking at Darr-Rann.

"Um Hell, why are you smirking?" asked Garet, noticing it. Jakireth looked at her, he frowned and then scowled as if remembering something.
"Oh nothing was just thinking of something," replied Hellra innocently.

Darr-Rann looked up, he caught the mischief in Hellra's voice. He winced and the groaned when he looked at her face; she had that 'I know what's going on' look.
So, what is the plan Jak?" asked Hellra still smirking to Jakireth.
"Nothing" answered Jakireth abruptly. Hellra's face turned to a confused and curious glance.

"Care to join Slick!" called Darr-Rann out, sensing the sudden tense atmosphere that erupted. Slick stopped dead in his tracks and looked up from his datapads.
"Sorry guys, I need to revise on this new strategy---" he was interrupted by Hellra and Garet who wss pulling him on his arms to join them.

"Fine, fine, one game wouldn't hurt," he grumbled.


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--Lance Corporal Hellra--
- Raider Squad -

TRP/LCPLHellra/2SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR][ES2C]

Storm, you better get your ass in gear, cause Wildcard's gonna make it hot in here.

Caught between the two troopers, Slick found he couldn't get out of playing cards. Since he had no way out, he took a seat. Well at least it gets my mind off work he thought to himself. The cards were dealt to him, and he took a look. He had to struggle not to frown. His first hand had to be one of the worst he had ever got. He stared at the cards wishing that they would change. When Darr revealed his cards, Slick had to laugh.

"What's so funny Slick?" Darr growled.

Revealing his cards, Slick grinned. "I was just happy someone got a worse hand.

The troops laughed at that, and they started to deal another hand. Before the hand could be played Raziel approached the table, and told them to mount up. The troops groaned as the cards were picked up, and everyone headed to their respective squad. They met at the ramp of the cargo ship that was taking them to the ISD Dominion. Slowly the squads moved up the ramp, and strapped themselves in. Slick climbed the ramp, and looked around.

"Well this most definitely isn't a luxury yacht." came a voice from behind him.

With a small laugh Slick turned, and faced his assistant squad leader. "I was just thinking the same Yillis."

"Knowing the Empire we probably have assigned seats, or something." said Yillis with a smile.

Laughing Slick clapped the trooper on the back. "Agreed. Let's go find a seat, and get some of that good food on the Dominion."

The two troopers quickly found seats, and strapped themselves in. As they waited for the engines to warm up, conversations broke out among the troops. When the ship finally lifted off it was full of laughter, and good spirits. I hope it lasts Slick thought to himself.
 
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Wildcard you better hide your face, cause Storm is gonna rock this place.
Corporal Slick
-=Lancer Squad=--=SL=-
SL/CPL Slick/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath[LoR]

Hellra leaned her head back. She closed her eyes. What was with the laughingm and talking like a idiot? She never did that, or cracked such jokes, hell she barely laughed at jokes.
She felt a gentle rumble purring around her, vibrating in response to the ship engines being activated.

Around her laughter erupted, she gazed up instinctively at the source. Jennabelle was still reliving Slick's joke. Garet and Yillis were arguing over some bet, but their voices didn't raise, indicating it was a friendly argument.  Slick who forgot about his previous sabaac game was sitting in silence, his eyes narrowed in concentration, trying to come up with last minute strategies.

Jakireth were sitting on his respective seat, eyes closed, as if he was asleep. Raziel sat also with his eyes closed, his arms folded across his chest. He seemed calm yet ready.

Hellra shifted her gaze to Darr-Rann. He kept wringing his hands, glancing ever so often at the window that coincidentally had a direct view of the academy.

The engine's rumbling was about to reach its climax before blasting off. Silence fell over the room, and the levels of nervousness intensified. The climax was broken with the engine suddenly losing its ferocious purr. Curses of annoyance and surprise broke out.

Raziel and Slick stormed towards the cockpits, while Hellra sighed, she hated it when tensity were building, and then broken at the climax. Hellra loosened the safety belts securing her to her seat. She moved over to Darr-Rann, he had an empty seat. Hellra opened her mouth to say something to him, but were interrupted by Slick abd Raziel stepping back in the room, accompanied another two passengers.

The engins started firing up again, this time with more intensity.
"Guys, we have another two Raiders joining our ranks" said Raziel with a tint of pride in his voice.
Hellra guessed that it must have been a gloomy sight to have only four Raiders in the squad.

"Welcome back to Napleon, and---"
"Shardeth!" exclaimed Hellra out surprised when she saw the bothan nodding in her direction.
"You know each other?" asked Slick slightly surprised.
"Yeah, I met him on the Academy grounds, when I went swooping, he was crash landed at that time, I recruited him to join us" explained Hellra.

"Talking about swoopers, Raz could we get some speeder bikes for the mission?" asked Jakireth.

"Talk later, strap in, we are lifting off," warned Darr-Rann as he looked for one final time through the window, a small smile on his lips. Hellra shook her head at him before strapping her self in as well.

Seconds later Hellra felt the ship give a slight lurch as it lifted up. Defying all laws of gravity it excited the planet's atmosphere in a matter of minutes.
 
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--Lance Corporal Hellra--
- Raider Squad -

TRP/LCPLHellra/2SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR][ES2C]

Storm, you better get your ass in gear, cause Wildcard's gonna make it hot in here.

Hearing the announcement Slick gave a small curse. He quickly told his troops to hold here as he, and Raziel took off to the hanger. They exited the room, and headed in the appropriate direction. The two troopers passed by several empty rooms, and wondered where everyone was at. The closer they came to the hanger the more people they seemed to encounter. Many would stop, and offer their best wishes for the upcoming mission. After about the fifth time that happened Raziel growled low in his throat.

"Does everyone know about this mission?" he asked to no one in particular.

Laughing Slick looked over at him. "If their not supposed to then of course they do. Info always gets loose. That's one of the reasons we're here, remember?"

"If one more person stops to wish us good luck, I think I'm going to hit them."

Slick clapped him on the shoulder. "No you won't."

As they came to the hanger doors a sixth man stopped in front of them, and offered his hand. With a glare that would freeze lava, Raziel gripped his hand. The man winced under the pressure, and Slick suppressed a grin. The man offered his hand to Slick, and he took it with a smile.

"I just wanted to offer you the best of luck on your mission." said the man as he turned away.

Grabbing Raziel as he raised a fist, Slick steered them into the hanger. They entered, and an Imperial officer approached them. They all exchanged nods, and he pointed them to their shuttle. The two squad leaders looked it over, and nodded.

The officer glanced at them. "Your squads have been told to meet here in ten minutes. Colonel TJ, and senior sergeant TK will be joining you here. They wanted to talk to you, before the squads got here. Ah here they are now."

TJ, and TK approached the two squad leaders. The four of them went over a few different strategies, and finally came up with a game plan. Just as they finished the squads began to enter the hanger. Feeling that old excitement come over him, Slick grinned at Raziel.

"It's game time." he said with a wink.
 
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Wildcard you better hide your face, cause Storm is gonna rock this place.
Corporal Slick
-=Lancer Squad=--=SL=-
SL/CPL Slick/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath[LoR]

"Dominion, this is squad shuttle one, acknowledge coordinates for LZ."

The ship's drop commander raised an eyebrow at the silence following his message. His facial expression was covered with signs of impatience, and Jakireth grimaced as the commander's fist tightened, expecting a blow to one of the communication instruments. Flying was never a fun experience by itself, and if someone attempts to disable your only link to anyone outside your little prison with wings, paranoia tends to set in.

"Dispatch flight one, landing zone has been verified. Proceed to initialize final arrival procedures when ready. Notify when drop has been made."

Sighing of relief, Jakireth felt the pressure on his muscles loosen, and noticed the recent signs of anger disappear from the commander's body.

It amazed him how quickly their leave from the Dominion occured, and the way the squads reacted. Many of the troopers had little show of emotion. While this can be a good thing facing a battle situation, a soldier without heart can be dangerous. Realizing this, Jakireth forced a smile and got to his feet, almost toppling over onto Corporal Slick.

"We're approaching the target, ready-up."

Slowly moving down the isle of the cabin, Jakireth gave words of praise to several troopers, trying to lighten their spirits.
'Not to mention,' he thought, 'even if they are ready to shoot up some natives, they might be just as terrified of flying as I am...'

Imagining that, Jakireth let out a good laugh. Conveinently, he was staring at an empty wall section of the passenger area, and a large amount of soldiers turned in his direction to figure out why. That must be comforting; thinking someone with authority on a mission like this is loosing his mind...
Jakireth turned around and nodded lightly, grinning at his audience. As he was about to make an explanation for the strange behavior, the pilot's strong voice boomed over the speaker system, demanding attention:
"Planetary entry cleared, estimated time until LZ is reached is about two minutes, prepare for planetbound departure."

Raziel stood up - for the first time since they left the Dominion - raised his hand, and pointed at the rear hatch. Clearing his throat and feeling all eyes fall upon his, the Lieutenant addressed the group:
"Alright troopers, we're nearing our destination. After we land, we'll survey the area and decide on a gameplan for our movements away from our primary drop. After that, follow the objectives you were previously briefed with. Let's make it back it one piece; good luck."

Jakireth nodded his head in agreement, and patted Raziel on the shoulder as he made his way to the back of the shuttle.
Leaning against the ship's interior, Jakireth felt the shuttle's nose tilt forward, signaling the operation of landing thrusters.

Noticing the hasty approach of the drop commander, the rear cargo hatch slid open with a terrible clash, and Jakireth was able to get his bearing on the situation: they were about nine feet above the ground, and the terrain seemed a tad rough for a landing zone.

The ship slowly moved towards the ground, and the cabin filled with the sudden awakening of anxious soldiers. Preparing to usher them out, the commander took his place at the edge of the opening where the solid durasteel panel lay moments ago.

 
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Lance Corporal Jakireth
- Raider Squad -
Assistant Squad Leader
Army of the Vast Empire
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ASL/LCPL Jakireth/3SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA[LoR]
Rep/Reporter Jakireth/NewsRep: 2/News Division/VET/VE

Storm, you better get your ass in gear, cause Wildcard's gonna make it hot in here.

Wait."

Jennabelle stopped as Slick spoke the word.  Looking around the forest Slick pondered for a bit.  He glanced over at Raziel, and the older trooper shrugged.  Turning Slick quickly faced the squads.  He looked them over as if sizing them up.  Then he grinned.

"Change of plans. We're going to have four teams.  This is a woodland environment, and I want us to work together.  So each team will have Lancers and Raiders.  This is a days work for the infantry, but we won't have our full advantage until we reach the buildings.  Here are the teams." said Slick with a grin.

"Team one is composed of Raziel, Garet, and Shardeth.  Team two is myself, Napleon, and Yillis.  Team three is Jakireth, Hellra, and Jennabelle. The fourth team will be Darr, and Revan.  Everyone got it?  Good."

Once Slick was finished, Raziel stepped forward with a glint in his eye.  Everyone knew the man was a stone cold killer on the inside, and it showed through now.  It had surprised the squads when he gave Slick a hug earlier, but it was no hug.  Raziel had nearly broken the Lancer squad leaders spine.  Looking at all the troops gathered around Raziel gave a cold smile.

"My team, and Slick will remain here and pull security.  Jakireth, and Darr will take their teams in a fifty meter radius in the surrounding area.  If you find hostiles, note their position, but do not engage.  Report back to us, and then we will find the best way to approach.  Alright.  Let's get to it." said Raziel.

The groups broke apart, and went to their respective tasks.  Slick positioned his troops in different areas.  As Jakireth, and Darr took their teams into the woods, Slick crouched behind a tree.  He kept his E-11/L pointed into the woods, and his eyes were alert.  Let's see anything come this way he said to himself with a silent laugh. 
 
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Wildcard you better hide your face, cause Storm is gonna rock this place.
Corporal Slick
-=Lancer Squad=--=SL=-
SL/CPL Slick/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath[LoR]

    Darr-Rann and Revan sat in the patrol sled at high altitude, searching the area for anything of importance.
"There's the target..." Darr-Rann said, looking through his Electrobinoculars. Revan nodded in acknowledgment.
"They've got tanks alright... I can see about ten, and I bet there's a few more of them too, out of our sight." he continued.
"I guess that rules out barging in the front door." Revan said, turning his head to sweep the nearby area. "Umm... Wait..."
"Darr-Rann, look over there." he said, pointing over at an area nearby.
Darr-Rann turned to look at the area Revan was talking about. a short distance away, a small structure was hardly visible in the dense forests.
Darr-Rann activated his Wrist-Com.
"This is Lifesaver, over."
"Alright, Darr, this is Slick, what do you got?" His squad leader's voice.
"The place has some tanks around the main building, but Revan has spotted a structure that may be an alternative entrance. We're going to land a short distance away and check it out on foot."
"Okay, just don't engage anyone." Slick said.
"Okay, This is lifesaver, out."

    Once they had checked the area around the structure, they landed a distance away from the structure.
"Alright, lets get moving Revan." Darr-Rann said, setting off towards the area.
As they walked through the forest, Revan and Darr-Rann talked in low voices.
"So, Revan, what is your specialty?" Darr-Rann enquired, ducking under a large branch.
"I'm a heavy weapons specialist." Revan replied, turning to face him. "What about you?"
"Medic." Darr-Rann replied, pausing to adjust his pack.
"Cool." He said, "There aren't many of those in the Vast Empire."
"I know it's a real shame." Darr-Rann replied.
They continued to work their way through the forest.

    "This is Lifesaver, over." Darr-Rann spoke into his wrist-com.
"This is Slick, did you find out more?" the squad leader enquired.
"Yeah, the structure is protected by a few guys, nothing serious in the way of weapons. I really don't think they expected anyone to find it."
"Does it connect to the main building?" Slick asked.
"Yeah, it kind of slants down into a ditch. it seems to run to the main structure."
"Good. Finish your patrol and report back."
"Alright, Lifesaver out."
Darr-Rann turned to Revan.
"Let's get moving." He said, turning around and walking back towards their sled.
 
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Wildcard you better hide your face, cause Storm is gonna rock this place.

-=Lancer Squad=-
FTL/LCPL Darr-Rann/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath [LoR]
LANCE CORPORAL
one of few - A vast Empire medic
Read Losses of Vandetta by me and Hellra

Hellra copied Jakireth, fast yet cautious placed steps. She felt exposed, their white storm trooper armour standing out from a mile away.

"Guys, wait up!" called Jennabelle out. Jakireth and Hellra stopped abruptly at Jennabelle's request. They needed to stick together.
"You guys are quite fast" said Jennabelle from under her helmet, when she reached them, small gasps escaped her mouth trying to catch her breath. Jakireth rolled his while Hellra stopped her self from snickering.

"Having Raziel as a squad leader, requires us to be in top shape. He drives us to this shape" said Jakireth proudly.
"And I do extra training with Darr-Rann " added Hellra,
"That explains it" muttered Jennabelle. Jakireth ignored the comment as he bought his binoculars to his eyes and scanned the rest of the area.

After a while he equipped it back at his side, and continued his long strides through the trees.
A small and soft, yet high pitched sound, alerted Hellra to her radar. She immediately inspected the source of disturbance.

A small gasp sounded from her. Jakireth and Jennabelle looked at her alarmed. Hellra silently motioned them towards her as she crouched down on her legs.

Together the gazed for a small amount of time at her radar. Two unidentified objects were trudging not far from them, about twenty meters away.

"What do we do?" asked Jennabelle towards Jakireth.
"Investigate it o'course" chipped Hellra in.
"And if it is a rebel?" she asked again.
This time Hellra didn't chip in before Jakireth could answer.
"If we don't kill them we take them back to base. Jenny, you and I will assault them, while Hellra will stay hidden, to shoot them if necessary" ordered Jakireth.

Hellra paled at the prospect. She may have killed people before, counting her time as rebel. But it was something she couldn't do easily.

"Roger" answered Jennabelle setting her rifle from stun to blast, Jakireth doing the same to his pistols, ass his rifle was already set to blast.

Hellra checked her waist for her electrowhip, even though she wasn't part of Lancer squad, and being a close combat trooper, she still kept it with her. But this would be the first time she might use it in real combat.

In silence they trudged silently towards the designated targets, about ten meters away from the they changed their trudge towards a stalk-like pace. Jennabelle bought her rifle towards her shoulders, while Hellra clambered up a small tree. Jakireth got his pistols ready. The objects were rebels indeed,

"DROP YOUR WEAPONS, HANDS ON YOUR HEADS!" he shouted out forcefully. They spun around to face with Jakireth, obvious surprise showing on their faces. Jennabelle sprinted to their back, while Jakireth kept stepping around, giving them no chance to focus a target on him, if they decided to prove them selves foolish and tried to shoot him.

Hellra's eyes narrowed, her fingers touching the trigger, she knew both of them. The one on the right towards Jennabelle's side, he was the dangerous one between those to, he showed no remorse towards his victims. His name was Jeck, if she was correct, while the other one who was much bigger in size was Jaun.

What are they doing here!?

"I SAID DROP YOUR WEAPONS!" yelled Jakireth again, his fingers curled around the triggers, screaming to pull. His eyes were fixes solely on them.  Hellra's heart tightened, her breath stopped. In frustration she grabbed her helmet and took it off. In those few split seconds she used to free her self of her head gear that the smaller one of the rebels; Jeck took the chance of trying to escape.

Hellra didn't notice it till he was shooting past her under the tree. She bought her rifle up reflexively and aimed. Not hesitating for a second she pulled the trigger, before dropping to the ground.

Jeck screamed in pain, as the blast ripped through his upper arm but he kept running. Hellra shot him again though aiming at his legs in order to bring him down alive. Her shot proved to be successful as he slumped towards the ground.  Hellra fastened her helmet again. It was foolish to take it off.

Jakireth jabbed the remaining rebel in the back nudging him to walk to where Hellra stood.
"Hell just shoot the guy, we can take this one in, he seems much more tame then that one" called Jakireth out. Jennabelle walked behind them just in case the rebel tried something.

"W-what?" stuttered Hellra caught off guard. As if sensing Hellra's fear of killing the rebel Jakireth sighed.
"Hell, you cant have mercy for your enemies, cause they don't have for you" Jakireth aimed his one pistol at Jeck's head and pulled the trigger.

OOC: Sorry for the abrupt end, but gtg. Dont kill jaun if you cant help it, i wanna make him a NPC, sorry, il post as soon as pssible





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--Lance Corporal Hellra--
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