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- May 12, 2018
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While the dogfight raged on a sizable transport flew toward the orbital shipyard of Rendili. Inside the hull was a whole platoon of forty two Republic marines. At the tipping point of this spear were a squad of fourteen men and women lead by Sgt. Talos Barrenfist who was up in front. The air was stench with multiple body odors mixed together along with trace lingering fuel gas as they all waited.
The time is drawing near. Thought Talos, gripping a PDS-R1 Rifle in both hands with silent anticipation. As a Deucalian this was his type of warfare, boarding action and sudden raids. The briefing from the meeting had been clear on the objective. Secure the central hub of the yard from the pirates inside whether, they surrender or not.
Overhearing someone on his left breathing in and out rapidly, Barrenfist turned and saw it was the new kid, eighteen year old Sero Wansen. Swiftly he angrily whispered to the farm girl.“Grow a pair private. Freezing up is going to will get yourself shot faster than a womp rat. You’re a marine so start acting like it.”
Embarrassed, Sero replied with a quick nod. “Yes sarge.” Satisfied for the time being Talos proceeded to examine around his squad. He guessed the officers in charges will have something to say soon to everyone else before the assault commenced.
@Great Jamie
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