Operation: Snowblind |
Operation: Snowblind |
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![]() OpSec ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dark Templar Posts: 1324 Joined: 13-December 02 From: Roseburg, OR Member No.: 2 ![]() |
Upon entering the command center of ATHQ, your world seems to be engulfed in a crimson hue from the Alert sirens. behind the primary terminal stand the Iron column of Apocalypse, Claymore. after everyone has arived the sirens drown into the background and the towering hucast speaks in an omniously digital voice.
Welcome Tribe. this is not a Drill. moments ago in the medibay Harbinger regained conciousness long enough to disclose a set of transporter Coordinates. these Coordinates also match the set discovered by Shinoba. Moreover photon activity at the site has increased more than 200% in the last two hours. I shall personaly lead a reconisance squad to the site via dropship to avoid transporter traces. Our Primary objectives are: - Maintain stealth during incertion and Extraction. - Identification and neutralization of all hostile threats. - Search the Facility mainframe for any relevant data. Secondary Objectives being: - Minimize non-hostile casualties. - Investigation of the assault on Harbringer. Volunteers? |
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![]() OpSec ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dark Templar Posts: 1324 Joined: 13-December 02 From: Roseburg, OR Member No.: 2 ![]() |
in the following hour, the apocalypse facility buzzes with activity as the dropship is prep'ed, weapons are armed, and the tribesmen go through there typical pre-combat rituals, some check and re-check their weapons, others pray to Apocalypse. All realize the daunting task at hand
Sixty minutes later, the Squad of warriors stands ready before the dropship. awaiting the upcomming events with sheer determination. with a final glance through the squad, a simple "its time" echo's from claymores audio emiters. launch beacons begin to flash throughout the spacedock as the tribe enters the dropship. Claymore takes the pilot seat and jacks into the navigation computer, beginning the launch sequence. Within seconds the dropship is uncoupled from the bulkhead of the dock, and drawn out of the bay by the vacum of space. with a violent rumble the Engines kick on with authority, propelling the ship toward Ragol at breakneck speed.... |
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