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<blockquote data-quote="Teneb" data-source="post: 3662627" data-attributes="member: 3572"><p>The good news crackled over the squad’s comm gear <em>‘This is command. You are green-light for breach.'</em> “Bull” Thompson stamped his feet appreciatively, “About fraking time.”</p><p></p><p>“Shut up Bull,” returned Amy Duerber, the team’s medic. Her usual impish smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, “You just want to see if there’s any gourmet alien grub in there.” The big man just grinned. Meanwhile, the group’s engineering tech was busily poking and prodding a console on the outside of the hatch.</p><p></p><p>“How’s it going Henry?” The tech wiped a gloved hand over his brow and looked over his shoulder at Dotun, the entry team’s leader.</p><p></p><p>“It’s pretty standard Star Confederation design Walker,” he grinned sheepishly, having used the nickname everyone knew Dotun hated, “which basically means it’s insanely complicated. I’ll have this thing open in a jiffy.” He grinned again.</p><p></p><p>Dotun turned and regarded the undisciplined mob that was his team. Things certainly had changed in his life the last four years. He was still getting used to the fact that he wasn't commanding paramilitary forces, but mercenaries. They were capable fighters, sure enough, but the....culture...was very different. “All right, safety checks! Boots on the ground in five!” He began walking down the narrow docking corridor, away from the hatch. As he passed each member of the entry team they made an admirable show of getting serious, thoughts turning to the task at hand. “Rules of engagement are defensive only! Standard tactical entry!” Each person in the ten-man team was equipped with the finest gear money could buy: light combat armor, targeting goggles synched to an EDF-15 assault rifle, high frequency wireless communications gear. Bull even carried an EDF-35P plasma cannon in case things got really out of hand.</p><p></p><p>A few moments later, Henry glanced back at the team. Beads of sweat were clearly visible on his forehead. “I think we’re ready to go sir.” Dotun nodded the affirmative and the engineer touched two wires of the opening mechanism together. The five-foot diameter hatch rotated open in the blink of an eye in complete silence. Henry crouched down next to the hatch as the team wordlessly moved through it.</p><p></p><p>It was dark. Goggles automatically adjusting, allowing him to see, Dotun surveyed his position just inside the hatch. They were in a room about forty feet on a side, devoid of any furniture or other debris. McCormick and Sanchez moved ahead and took up covering positions on either side of the lone exit from the room, a hallway that extended for as far as Dotun’s darkvision goggles could see. The rest of the team efficiently cleared the room and kneeled down into firing positions. Bull, as was his wont, stood in the center of the room, presenting an excellent target for any hostiles in the vicinity. Dotun sighed inwardly as the big man seemed completely oblivious to the situation. </p><p></p><p>The team leader whispered into his mic, “<em>Sprite</em>, this is Entry 1. Docking hatch is secure. We’re moving in.” Not waiting for an affirmative, Dotun waived his team forward as Henry closed the Hummingbird’s hatch behind them. The tech and the team’s medic would follow behind the tactical team.</p><p></p><p>As they pressed forward, their boots clanked hollowly on the metal floors. Amy, easing her medic kit a little lower on her back, ran her hand over the cool metal walls as they went, sensing no imperfections – they seemed to be made of one continuous piece of metal. Henry’s mind also wandered to studying the architecture of the hallway; he noted odd protrusions at regular intervals of the ceiling. He touched his comlink, “Captain, I think this place is capable of ambient light.”</p><p></p><p>Dotun, fifty feet ahead, returned, “Noted. For the moment the darkness works for us. Keep me posted on anything else you see.” Entry 1 continued into the darkness, weapons raised, searching for the unknown.</p><p></p><p> -</p><p></p><p>Deep within the facility, an intelligence stirred sluggishly out of hibernation. It struggled to grasp what had awoken it. One thought began repeating itself over and over again: <em>Perimeter breach, sector 17-10. Perimeter breach, sector 17-10. Perimeter breach……. </em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Teneb, post: 3662627, member: 3572"] The good news crackled over the squad’s comm gear [I]‘This is command. You are green-light for breach.'[/I] “Bull” Thompson stamped his feet appreciatively, “About fraking time.” “Shut up Bull,” returned Amy Duerber, the team’s medic. Her usual impish smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, “You just want to see if there’s any gourmet alien grub in there.” The big man just grinned. Meanwhile, the group’s engineering tech was busily poking and prodding a console on the outside of the hatch. “How’s it going Henry?” The tech wiped a gloved hand over his brow and looked over his shoulder at Dotun, the entry team’s leader. “It’s pretty standard Star Confederation design Walker,” he grinned sheepishly, having used the nickname everyone knew Dotun hated, “which basically means it’s insanely complicated. I’ll have this thing open in a jiffy.” He grinned again. Dotun turned and regarded the undisciplined mob that was his team. Things certainly had changed in his life the last four years. He was still getting used to the fact that he wasn't commanding paramilitary forces, but mercenaries. They were capable fighters, sure enough, but the....culture...was very different. “All right, safety checks! Boots on the ground in five!” He began walking down the narrow docking corridor, away from the hatch. As he passed each member of the entry team they made an admirable show of getting serious, thoughts turning to the task at hand. “Rules of engagement are defensive only! Standard tactical entry!” Each person in the ten-man team was equipped with the finest gear money could buy: light combat armor, targeting goggles synched to an EDF-15 assault rifle, high frequency wireless communications gear. Bull even carried an EDF-35P plasma cannon in case things got really out of hand. A few moments later, Henry glanced back at the team. Beads of sweat were clearly visible on his forehead. “I think we’re ready to go sir.” Dotun nodded the affirmative and the engineer touched two wires of the opening mechanism together. The five-foot diameter hatch rotated open in the blink of an eye in complete silence. Henry crouched down next to the hatch as the team wordlessly moved through it. It was dark. Goggles automatically adjusting, allowing him to see, Dotun surveyed his position just inside the hatch. They were in a room about forty feet on a side, devoid of any furniture or other debris. McCormick and Sanchez moved ahead and took up covering positions on either side of the lone exit from the room, a hallway that extended for as far as Dotun’s darkvision goggles could see. The rest of the team efficiently cleared the room and kneeled down into firing positions. Bull, as was his wont, stood in the center of the room, presenting an excellent target for any hostiles in the vicinity. Dotun sighed inwardly as the big man seemed completely oblivious to the situation. The team leader whispered into his mic, “[I]Sprite[/I], this is Entry 1. Docking hatch is secure. We’re moving in.” Not waiting for an affirmative, Dotun waived his team forward as Henry closed the Hummingbird’s hatch behind them. The tech and the team’s medic would follow behind the tactical team. As they pressed forward, their boots clanked hollowly on the metal floors. Amy, easing her medic kit a little lower on her back, ran her hand over the cool metal walls as they went, sensing no imperfections – they seemed to be made of one continuous piece of metal. Henry’s mind also wandered to studying the architecture of the hallway; he noted odd protrusions at regular intervals of the ceiling. He touched his comlink, “Captain, I think this place is capable of ambient light.” Dotun, fifty feet ahead, returned, “Noted. For the moment the darkness works for us. Keep me posted on anything else you see.” Entry 1 continued into the darkness, weapons raised, searching for the unknown. - Deep within the facility, an intelligence stirred sluggishly out of hibernation. It struggled to grasp what had awoken it. One thought began repeating itself over and over again: [I]Perimeter breach, sector 17-10. Perimeter breach, sector 17-10. Perimeter breach……. [/I] [/QUOTE]
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