Fortress Nights (Criminals vs Republic)

[Tobias Dracks]

Planet: Gyndine
Location: 4th Battle Group / Exiting Hyperspace
Operation: Land on the planet and set up a Beach Head.

The air around him hissed, troopers wore their blue and white armor around him. ART or Advanced Recon Troopers were in this drop ship.

The engines rumbled as they prepped the vanguard landing party to break the defenses and set up a beach head for the rest of the Corp to land. The Glaucus put on the grimace as the trooper next to him handed him a Carbine and nodded to him. First command as a soldier since he volunteered for this position in front of the Provisional Senate.

Exhaling and closing his eyes he could hear as the ship passed through the shields of the Cruiser that gave them the ride. The explosions and fighting could be heard from the other side of the metal that separated them from the vacuum of space. Those explosions could also be their fellow troopers being sucked into space.

BOOM.....

BOOM.....

A constant noise that rattled the interior of the drop-ship that was bringing him and the soldiers to the planets surface. They were the 3rd wave to be sent in, and he was heading to the set up HQ of the 3rd Republic Marine Corps, to lead this new unit.

Rattling for a last time, the doors to the drop-ship opened and he could see the real carnage of the battle before him. The ART's were the first to exit the ship, and a stray blaster bold hit one of them in the head and fell to the floor like a rag-doll. Tobias just stepped over his body and walked over to a Trooper with a Orange trim on their armor.

"Commander Dracks, we are able to complete the beach head assault and a landing pad have been established," The Trooper lead Dracks to the FCC that was next to were they had landed, "The enemy had set up in the United Trade Conglomerate Mega Space Port, underneath them is an Old Republic Armor that the Company has hidden as well as a 3 large Ion Cannon that are disabling any Capital Ship that is coming too close."

Tobias looked at the Hologhraphic Map, "Thank you Major, what of our forces on the other side?"

The Major sighed, pointing at the Hanger Bay Exit, "We lost all contact with them, we believe they are using that point to smuggle what supplies they have off planet."

The reptilian Commander looked at the bigger picture, "We have no choice it seems, call the Battle Group for more assistance and the Volunteer Units they will have to stay in high orbit or become pray to the Ion Cannon, we need to get this situation under control before the Silvers find out what is going on."

Tobias turned to one of the ARTs', "Get me [member="Jaccer Ramirez"], he will lead the main assault as I take care of the Campaign."

Republic Objective:

1. Stop the theft of Republic Property
2. Take Control of the Space Port back from the Enemy
3. Take Control of the Ion Cannons for proper Air Support

Criminal Objective:

1. Hold off the Republic long enough to get the goods off planet
2. Steal as much stuff as you can
3. Round up the Civilians in the Space Port to use as Hostages

Space Port Map, Battlefield Map

[member="Tara Creel"] | [member="Jacste Selden"] | [member="Saabossi"] | [member="Kyushu Tsukasa"] | [member="Ivory Stroud"] | [member="Rulakh Kal're-Maj"] | [member="Vorkaliin Barass"] | [member="Tirtus Vex"] | [member="Jahan the Lion"] | [member="Ahtemis"] | [member="Alexandra Feanor"] | [member="Dez Dexter"] | [member="Veleri Saranai"] | [member="Nunak"] | [member="Colap Ticon"]​

 

[Jaccer Ramirez]

Planet: Gyndine
Location: In high orbit
Operation: Provide backup to support beach head on the ground
Equipment:

• Project: Hunter Armour System
• HAED-L Slugthrower Rifle

War. This was something that Jaccer knew all too well. Much of his life had been dominated by it, and at this point it seemed to be the main driving force of the Galaxy. Sure, the enemy would change every so often but apart from that it was always the same; he and his comrades would put their lives on the line so that someone with a much grander paycheck than themselves could take the credit and be rewarded. There was no point in complaining however, this was just the life of a foot soldier.

This time the enemy was group of criminals. This grizzled soldier had battled all the Galaxy had to through at him and so Jaccer did not fear what was to come. Beskar-clad mandalorians had tried their luck. Sithspawn, which had been summoned from the deepest circles of the Netherworld, had as well. None had been capable of putting the ageing operative out of action. What threat could this rag-tag group of criminals pose, that his previous enemies had not? Not much, seemingly.

Much to his displeasure, Jaccer was not apart of the first feet on the ground. He wasn't even the second, nor the third. In fact, even a senator had made landfall before himself. Usually they sent the "disposable" grunts in first, but this operation was different. The Lieutenant respected the senator for being one of the first on the ground, this was no small feat as the battle on the ground showed no signs of slowing down.

Whilst the volunteer army were loaded into the transport ships, a radio operative came to Jaccer and informed him of the senator who was requesting him. "This is Jaccer Ramirez." He spoke through the comm link, with [member="Tobias Dracks"] on the other end, "We are locked and loaded, ready for landfall on your order, Sir."

Although he was in a pressurised cabin in high orbit, with an artificial oxygen supply, there was a scent of war in the air.

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