Homestead Woes

[Talos Barrenfist]

Planet Balamak
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Clouds threatened to engulf the sun above a remote village. Once the settlement housed more than a dozen families but no longer. Weeks prior it’s original population ‘disappeared’ overnight and replaced by new inhabitants, a mercenary gang. They operated the place as a outpost to support Hutt operations on the world.

Having been stationed on this location for sometime without incident, its garrison was bored with the routine. Unknown to the guns for hire their base’s location had been compromised. Slowly crawling through the field of tall yellow grass south of the village was a platoon of twenty-four Republic marines. Leading in front of them was Lt. Talos Barrenfist.

Almost there, just a few more feet. The spaceborn quietly told himself, while continue to crawl. He and his men had been making this approach for two and a half hours. Fortunately, they were teamed up with a different unit of Republic troops lead by Bishop Cain covering them from another hidden position in case of unexpected trouble. Soon enough Talos stopped and his marines followed suit, remaining silent as possible.

They can hear some laughter yards away from. Bringing up his commlink he messaged in.
“Bravo here, we’re in position. What is your current status Delta?”

@Orbit