R A V E N
"I'll have no more of this, Corporal. Just follow orders. Dismissed."
Sunshine was at his bloody best today. Mischa just let out a "Yes, sir," with a salute, turned and walked out of the command centre.
It was a hot and humid day on Camaas with midges all over the place. With a huff, Mischa pulled her helmet over her head to keep the bugs out of her face. She then met up with the rest of the squad as they all huddled underneath the thin stream of water spilling over from the supply tank.
"So what's the verdict, Aiden?" asked Eddy Bouchard.
"Follow orders. That's it. We gotta do patrol. And he refuses to give us cammo. So this white shit will stand out on a mile in this greenery." Mischa said, the irritation in her voice clear.
"We don't even got a Sergeant." Bouchard protested.
Mischa shrugged. "Orders are orders. I can't do anything about it." she said.
Bouchard sighed. "Right." he said before turning to the rest of the squad. "We're moving out, ladies. Enough showering!" he ordered. Groans and grumbles answered him as the Troopers reluctantly started to gear up to move out.
It was a quiet patrol aside from the occasional animal call and the far off roar of a Behemoth. The squad fanned out some to avoid clumping while they were deep in the jungles of Camaas.
"There's no Alliance presence on this planet. Why do we have to keep doing this?" Bouchard grumbled not too far from Mischa.
"You're asking the wrong person, mate. I don't know any more than you do." Mischa said as she scanned the area around them as they moved.
"This stinks. I'd rather be in the thick of it on the borders, you know?"
"Tell me about it." she said.
All of a sudden, there was a massive BOOM in the sky while communications got knocked out before it sounded like an engine was about to burst, coming down. And the next, everything went red-hot then black as something big fell from above right onto the small squad of Troopers.