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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![]() Apocalypse Tribe Radio ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dark Templar Posts: 1824 Joined: 10-December 02 Member No.: 1 ![]() |
Harbinger, lost in his thoughts, notices a blinking LED on the threat indicator. He unbuckles his harness and moves to the defense console near his seat. hmm that's funny...where did that come from? He thinks to himself.
"Claymore, we have company, it looks to be a small recon vessel trailing us at 6.84 vector two niner alpha. I suggest we veer off course for a moment while I try to get a transponder ID number." Harbinger activates the wide frequency scanner and runs a diagnostic. The screen strobes and lights up the Fomar's face as it shows a pulsating wave emanating from the Dropship, bouncing back an echo from the unknown vessel. The tiny blip reflects in Harbinger's eyes as he peers at the cascading set of numbers. "Well, it's not a friendly...I'm taking us to Code Red and charging up the Photon Cannons." The interior of the Dropship darkens for a moment and the emergency lights kick in, illuminating the cabin with a crimson hue. He senses the apprehension in the crew. "Unknown vessel sighted and targeted, standing by to fire...." |
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