The speeder is flying back towards the base.
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The Return Journey: Wescott's Wolves
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The Return Journey: Wescott's Wolves |
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Posts: 44 11/02/08 02:01 AM Admin, LT & PFC |
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Trooper.starshiptrooper... |
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Posts: 65 11/03/08 07:26 AM Corporal |
The Skimmer moved fast. Herron was glad that the mission was over, now that they knew the size of the bug forces, they could contain it.
"I sure hope we know what do do next. Sir, I apolagize for my performance in the bug tunnels aganist those Tankers. Will I be court marshalled?" Herron asked Herron was not trying to be a hero, he was just trying to look out for his squad Name: Sean Booth
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Allibon |
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Posts: 44 11/03/08 11:12 PM Admin, LT & PFC |
Wescott felt somewhat more comfortable as the speeder made its way back to base.
There would be many things explained in the de-briefing, include the back-alley modifications made to the speeder. He could probably talk his way out of that though. The video footage from the mission would prove to interest all the analyists back at base. Larsen was still in pain, clutching his legs, trying to keep it from bumping the side of the skimmer as it lurched up and down. Herron apologised for something he'd done in the tunnels. Is this guy serious he thought to himself. Marx couldn't even remember what it was he was apologising for. It was all a blur. Adrenaline and instinct had kicked in, blurring Marx's memory of the firefight. "That's Ok Herron, just don't do it again." He turned to Trenton, "ETA to base?". He waited for Trenton to reply, then went on, radioing base to relay their status. "Base, this is the Wolves, we're coming back to base" |
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Thomas .starshiptrooper... |
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Posts: 8 11/05/08 01:23 AM |
"ETA to base?".
Trenton looked at his HUDs map and checked their speed and course, Twenty eight minutes forty five seconds... mark. "Half an hour or so at best speed." There wasn't much point in being more precise with most of these apes, it'd be lost on most of them, or they'd just discount it. He slammed his fist against the side panel as he saw the engine heat spike for a moment. His fist did the trick, the heat vented and the engine cooled to it's normal running temperature again. "Useless piece of scrap." He muttered to himself.
Name: Thomas Wilburn
Rank: Lance Corporal S/N: 5453-6231-8249 Assignment: Mobile Infantry: First Division, Jenkins Jaguars Section: Pyro: First Squad Specialization: Infantry Drops: 8 Medals: Good Conduct Medal |
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DubyaTed.starshiptrooper... |
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Posts: 194 11/07/08 07:49 PM Owner, Sky Marshall |
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Glad to be heading to base, most of the troopers relaxed and tried to cool themselves down. Trenton began noticing more play than normal in the hovering height than he had been and glanced back to check on one of the primary rotars. At first, he thought he saw storm clouds forming behind them. His HUD quickly corrected him and he came to his senses. A storm was coeming, a storm of densley packed hoppers. Wescott noticed not far after that and began barking orders to prepare for a massiv assault. The numbers were unknown, the HUD quit after 400 heat signatures in the air. The Wolves options were few and far between. They could fight on the run and chance the hoppers causing the skimmer to crash or stop and take cover behind and under the vehicle as part of a last stand. Certainly these hoppers were young, but with readings of well over 400? No fancey suit could save them. The bugs were gaining on them every second, it wouldn't take them more than two minutes to catch up in this atmosphere; some how hoppers excelled in thin atmospheres and no one understands the physics of it. "Trenton prepare for......." The Lt was cut off as the most beutifull sight unvieled itself. Incredibly large exsplosions creating equally large pockets in the throng of hoppers. Not a moment later 13 Fleet Fighters flew overhead obliterating the swarm. Three more ordinance launches later and what was left of the swarm retreated. "This is Raven 5 to AS 03, your welcome Wolves. Raven 5 Out." The rest of the return went without a problem. Before they tried troops entered the fort once more Gnrl. Lance popped on the Com. "Wescott report to briefing room for debriefing. You can debrief your men at your leisure within the next 36 hours. Lance out." |
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