Joint Training Exercise... You Weren't Informed Of [Republic/OP]

[Sarge Potteiger]

Balmorra
Balmorran Arms Factory

Sarge knelt on a small hillock outside the impressive edifice known as Balmorran Arms, wrapping his camo cloak around his neck and forming a makeshift hood from it. Dressed in the matte black armor typical of OmegaPyre, he scanned the patrols below, surprised they didn't see his silhouette.

Tugging the cloak around him, the photoreactive fibers built into the cloak immediately adjusted to their surroundings, entirely shielding him from view.

OmegaPyre and the Republic had a decent working relationship, and from time to time they contracted OmegaPyre to train their units. This time, the Republic commander in charge of defending this factory - the Sith threat necessitated a guard force - had asked for the best OmegaPyre soldiers to attempt to infiltrate the facility and reach the control room, entirely undetected if possible.

No one was to be killed. Guards could be knocked unconscious if they put up a fight.

None of the Republic soldiers were given warning, as the commander wanted things to go the same way a real infiltration would. This posed quite a considerable risk to OmegaPyre, but Sarge was certain they'd be fine in the long run.

Gingerly, he rose to a crouch and moved down the slope and into the factory through the front door. An assassin with decades of experience, Sarge was one of the best infiltrators in the galaxy who didn't have access to the Force.

This should be interesting. Perhaps the Pubs would actually put up a challenge. Ducking into the first hallway he sees, he keeps his camo cloak wrapped tightly around him and moves with the silence of an undisturbed tomb.

 

[Darron Wraith]

OOC: It would have been nice if either myself or the head of the armed forces was informed of this. Either way we'll make an announcement in the Republic Forums to get peoples attention for you. We do thank you for the interesting thread, and we will do our best to ensure our military responds. Just keep us in the loop so we can help advertise for you, and vice versa. Thanks Sarge!

 

[Dizzy Zechs]

Nearby

Commander Zechs stood outside the business office with four squad-mates. It was a comical scene really. Five heavies with assault cannons. Sitting nicely amongst the chairs, coffee tables, and movie magazines. It made Dizzy frown deep inside as his Lieutenant spoke up,

"So. Why are we here again? Cause, I'm all out of teeny-bopper magazines to read."

"Shut up Daniels. We're here because the Admiral wants this place on lock-down."

"Pfft. Then he should have told the Base Commander we were coming. We've been waiting for over an hour."

"Yeahh... Hmm. You ever get the feeling we are not wanted."

Dizzy stoked his helm and squinted. He wasn't enjoying all the waiting either. Naval Assault Troopers board enemy boats via deep space. Sitting around in a perfectly-pale waiting room and reading up on the latest gossip just wasn't cutting it. Dizzy snorted a reply,

"Come on men. We're knocking."

Moments later Dizzy and his boys kicked in the door to the office. Only, they found it was empty.

"Hey Commander? How do you have a meeting with the Base Commander, if the Base Commander disappears?"

"Yeahh... Just what I was thinking?"

They searched the room and found it empty. Huh? Where did he go? Dizzy shuffled his eyes,

"Hmph. ...Okay boys. Something ain't right. Let's find the Chief and see what is going on around here."

Daniels shrugged with a sigh,

"Oh boy. Now I gotta bad feeling about this."