Sisyphus, Walker Space Port

[Michael Hobbar]

Sisyphus, three miles south from Walker Space Port, 0430 hours

The pods came down if not silent but swift. They had been launched from the troop ship Dauntless Fury and were currently heading for a landing zone. The ARM troopers below at Walker Space Port were getting ready, they knew that when the Drop Corps was being sent in, the military meant business. The fifteen anti air guns and five anti orbital cannons targeted the multiple targets that they could reach. Three pods were destroyed by anti air fire, two more were badly damaged and couldn't break fast enough, when they touched down they were destroyed on impact.


Other pods however did make it safely to the ground. Hobbar opened his pod, and was greeted with a snowy and very windy landscape. The tempeture on the planet was a nice -10 degrees and he planned on not dying from the cold. Staff Sergeant Silva landed a few yards away from him as did the rest of the platoon. "Ensign, we're ready to move out." he said. "Staff Sergeant, we'll advance in a ten meter spread, the fuel station is a mile away, It should be lightly guarded, take no chances. Move out." he said.

Staff Sergeant Silva gave the order to move out to the rest of the platoon and the platoon moved silently. Around them the rest of the company was still landing......

[Joshua Kennedy]

There Josh sat, waiting for something to happen. Whether it was his pod being blown apart or the sudden stop that accompanies the pod hitting the ground Josh had no say in it. All he could do was wait and hope that his pod wasn't hit by any of the ARM's abundant anti-air weaponry. Now seemed like a good time to reflect on one's past, which Josh decided against. He was positive that he would hit the ground "safely," if there ever was such a thing.

Sure enough his pod landed, splashing the snow around it. Josh quickly grabbed his rifle and opened his pod. The landscape was blanketed with snow, the ambient temperature was far below freezing.

Can't any of these systems have planets with nice weather?

Then came the Staff Sergeant's orders. Like clockwork Josh passed them on to his squad. A mile wasn't too far, this seemed easy enough.

[Stephanie Amberson]

Stephanie never knew what part of the platoon they were attaching her to until the last minute. Officers needed to get the stick out of their butts and give her orders BEFORE she got where she was going. Pft, and she expected them to do their job properly too. Haha. That was laughable. No Stephanie would follow orders, and not say anything to anyone's face but what she was thinking and what she actually said were two different things. Then there were the other people in her team, and one of them was a pain in her rear end.

Speaking of Connor smirked at her and looked like he was about to say something but her glare silenced him. He knew that look well as she has been using him for target practice when it came to glares. No two were the same, but that one that was her 'shut up don't say a word or I will make you wish you were never born' glare. Also it was her most common one. Gathering her equipment she narrowed her eyes waiting on further instructions.

(If you want my pilot charrie in here too at anytime just let me know. I'm just winging it bc im so busy with class also see cbox )

[Michael Hobbar]

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