Ben Drake
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2019
- Messages
- 22
- Reaction score
- 13
The strike squad was at the assembly area. They had been dropped silently about 3km away and this was their last opportunity to check their equipment and weapons. The squad of rangers had been tasked with planting explosives in the sewers under the palace in order to punish them for the uprising. To punish, but also distraction. Like a slap to the groin of a man who has you in a headlock.
The squad had been joined by a Sith, a proven warrior, to help them face off any threats. The signal to move out was given and the squad formed up to move out. Drake took his place behind the scout, with the rest staggered behind him. The two explosives experts would be the last - but for the tail-end-charlie watching the rear. They all had nightvision engaged. The Sith would be free to find his own place in the column, or to take a different line.
"Let's go" he whispered over the comm
@Nightfall
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