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Gordola's on-loan ship touched down near Nor'baals considerably more impressive vessel, and he could not stop his pride from feeling hurt as he saw the pitiful cloud of dust his own ship spat into the air. Soon, as per the terms of their deal, Gordola would have his own ship, far more majestic than the freighter that he borrowed from a friend on Nar Shaddaa; but for now, a mine needed taking.
Gordola's assault squad stood behind him, all armed with a variety of weaponry, all from military backgrounds and split into squads depending on their specialties: snipers, ordnance, shock troops. They were a formidable, if not ragtag, ground of guns, and they were ready for Nor'baal to give Gordola the go-ahead.
Gordola's assault squad stood behind him, all armed with a variety of weaponry, all from military backgrounds and split into squads depending on their specialties: snipers, ordnance, shock troops. They were a formidable, if not ragtag, ground of guns, and they were ready for Nor'baal to give Gordola the go-ahead.