Post by hivefleethydra on Jul 16, 2008 23:42:15 GMT
"Bravo Squadron reporting, everything looks clear here."
"Sigma Leader Reporting, nothing here."
"Epsilon Leader Reporting, I've got nothing on my scanners or visual, looks like it's fine here."
"Delta Leader reporting. No activity sited." You sit in a small, crowded, transport. The low lights flicker above you and the smell of sweat and hot breath fills the cabin. The vox chatters wildly as your your pilot stears your transport towards the unidentified vessel.
"Astros IV you are cleared for approach. Initiate Approach Pattern 14." A voice, by his accent from some rich upper class man from Hive Eres, says over the vox.
"Acknowledged Command. Initiating Approach Pattern 14 now. Three minutes until we land in the hanger."
"Delta Leader this is Delta two! I see something, near the small hanger off the bridge, something is docked sir!"
"Delta Leader to Command, I can see something docked on the side sir, I don't know what it is. Wait, that's a Navy Transport Shuttle of some kind."
"Friendlies on that ship?" You hear someone behind you whisper.
"Command to all Strike Teams. Be advised, friendly presence on ship is suspected, orders remain the same." A voice blares from the vox above your head.
"Right Strike Team Five!" A voice yells from the front of the transport. "We are going in and we have orders. We are to reach a Security Substation which Command thinks is near the hanger we are landing in. Once we reach that substation we are to activate all security systems on board and set up a data link to Command. Once we do that we are going to sit tight, and wait for command to let us know what to do. There are four other strike teams going in. One at the bridge hanger, another roughly five hundred yards below us near one of this things gun turrets, and two near the engines. No heroics, if you find someone friendly on this thing, detain him and bring him to me." By the time the young Sergeant finished his address to you, you feel a dull vibration rock the transport. "Right lads, we have landed. Out the door, go!"
"Sigma Leader Reporting, nothing here."
"Epsilon Leader Reporting, I've got nothing on my scanners or visual, looks like it's fine here."
"Delta Leader reporting. No activity sited." You sit in a small, crowded, transport. The low lights flicker above you and the smell of sweat and hot breath fills the cabin. The vox chatters wildly as your your pilot stears your transport towards the unidentified vessel.
"Astros IV you are cleared for approach. Initiate Approach Pattern 14." A voice, by his accent from some rich upper class man from Hive Eres, says over the vox.
"Acknowledged Command. Initiating Approach Pattern 14 now. Three minutes until we land in the hanger."
"Delta Leader this is Delta two! I see something, near the small hanger off the bridge, something is docked sir!"
"Delta Leader to Command, I can see something docked on the side sir, I don't know what it is. Wait, that's a Navy Transport Shuttle of some kind."
"Friendlies on that ship?" You hear someone behind you whisper.
"Command to all Strike Teams. Be advised, friendly presence on ship is suspected, orders remain the same." A voice blares from the vox above your head.
"Right Strike Team Five!" A voice yells from the front of the transport. "We are going in and we have orders. We are to reach a Security Substation which Command thinks is near the hanger we are landing in. Once we reach that substation we are to activate all security systems on board and set up a data link to Command. Once we do that we are going to sit tight, and wait for command to let us know what to do. There are four other strike teams going in. One at the bridge hanger, another roughly five hundred yards below us near one of this things gun turrets, and two near the engines. No heroics, if you find someone friendly on this thing, detain him and bring him to me." By the time the young Sergeant finished his address to you, you feel a dull vibration rock the transport. "Right lads, we have landed. Out the door, go!"
