Turn 3 Welcome to Hesseneu
Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 7:26 pm
Date: 10th November, 2080AD, 01:15UT
Location: Zenus Cluster, Orbit of Zenus Vier.
Operation: Zenus Mishap
Mission timer: 00:15
The use of both APC's required the Marines to prep and fly both dropships. Fortunately for the marines of the Delta Dogs, they had Abbot to pilot one and John Harvard and Mona Diaz to manage the other Cheyenne. Abbot was trained through programming to handle the task of both pilot and flight engineer. He boarded the and prepped the dropship scheduled for the 1st Squad also known as the Hell Hounds and took his seat in the cockpit firing up the engines. He scanned his eternal memory banks to analyze which of the marines would be making this flight: 2nd Lieutenant Morrison would be traveling with the Hell Hounds; Squad Leader was Lance Corporal Alexander, and Smart Gunner Private First Class Green, Rifleman Pvt. Harmon, and his databanks showed that he would be filling in as ComTech for this mission.
The claxon sounded the order for all Marines to board the dropship. Each man strapped themselves into their crash seats. Going through rituals that dated back to prior missions the older timers settled into their places. Unknown to the freshly minted marines from boot camp, they were establishing rituals that they will follow in missions that are yet to come or at least those who return from this mission will.
Dropping low into the atmosphere, the dropships are suddenly enveloped by dark grey clouds. Lightening dancing from cloud to cloud causes eerie shapes to dance around the dropships, to some they are strikingly similar to the shapes seen in the muzzle flashes on board the Andromeda to others they are nothing to be concerned with. The loud bass rumble of thunder can be heard over the whine of the engines and its subsonic vibrations felt as it rolled over the metal machines flying through the atmosphere. A sudden wind shear sends the ships skittering in the air, only the veteran skills of the human pilot prevents the dropship of the 2nd Squad from rolling over and the mechanical precision of the synthetic man the other. As quickly as it started the turbulence is over as they drop through and into the lower atmosphere of Zenus Vier. The amber light of the dropships’ interiors are suddenly changed to a brilliant emerald green, alerting the marines that the ride was almost over and it was time for work to begin.
As gentle as a mother with her newborn babe, the dropships are down and the marine’s loaded into their respective APCs. A winding path takes them from the primitive landing field atop the plateau overlooking the city of Hesseneu. Hesseneu is rather metropolitan for this backwater planet. Its high rises made out of gray stones and rocks, resemble wide box castles. But its rural background is not too quickly forgotten as interspersed among the larger buildings are smaller wooden homes and the local meat source can be seen grazing on the grass outside of all the buildings. A building containing a large granite cistern contains the cities fresh water supplies and before it some 25 yards stands the cities windmill. The entire populace of Hesseneu lives within the 250 acres of land that is not too moisture laden to support the buildings. A 7 meter tall wooden palisade surrounds the entire area to protect the inhabitants from the natural predators of Zenus Vier.
Following coordinates given to him in the briefing paperwork, Lieutenant Morrison directs Abbot to stop the APC in front of the largest building, which looks as if it contains all the major offices of Winn-Crest Agricultural Corporation representatives on Zenus Vier. The door opens to reveal a short man, who appears to be about as broad as he is tall, dressed in an off white uniform, a sky blue beret with the logo of Winn-Crest. His collar reveals that he is a Lieutenant Colonel. Stepping to ground level, the gentleman settles into parade rest, and waits for the marines to disembark.
Location: Zenus Cluster, Orbit of Zenus Vier.
Operation: Zenus Mishap
Mission timer: 00:15
The use of both APC's required the Marines to prep and fly both dropships. Fortunately for the marines of the Delta Dogs, they had Abbot to pilot one and John Harvard and Mona Diaz to manage the other Cheyenne. Abbot was trained through programming to handle the task of both pilot and flight engineer. He boarded the and prepped the dropship scheduled for the 1st Squad also known as the Hell Hounds and took his seat in the cockpit firing up the engines. He scanned his eternal memory banks to analyze which of the marines would be making this flight: 2nd Lieutenant Morrison would be traveling with the Hell Hounds; Squad Leader was Lance Corporal Alexander, and Smart Gunner Private First Class Green, Rifleman Pvt. Harmon, and his databanks showed that he would be filling in as ComTech for this mission.
The claxon sounded the order for all Marines to board the dropship. Each man strapped themselves into their crash seats. Going through rituals that dated back to prior missions the older timers settled into their places. Unknown to the freshly minted marines from boot camp, they were establishing rituals that they will follow in missions that are yet to come or at least those who return from this mission will.
Dropping low into the atmosphere, the dropships are suddenly enveloped by dark grey clouds. Lightening dancing from cloud to cloud causes eerie shapes to dance around the dropships, to some they are strikingly similar to the shapes seen in the muzzle flashes on board the Andromeda to others they are nothing to be concerned with. The loud bass rumble of thunder can be heard over the whine of the engines and its subsonic vibrations felt as it rolled over the metal machines flying through the atmosphere. A sudden wind shear sends the ships skittering in the air, only the veteran skills of the human pilot prevents the dropship of the 2nd Squad from rolling over and the mechanical precision of the synthetic man the other. As quickly as it started the turbulence is over as they drop through and into the lower atmosphere of Zenus Vier. The amber light of the dropships’ interiors are suddenly changed to a brilliant emerald green, alerting the marines that the ride was almost over and it was time for work to begin.
As gentle as a mother with her newborn babe, the dropships are down and the marine’s loaded into their respective APCs. A winding path takes them from the primitive landing field atop the plateau overlooking the city of Hesseneu. Hesseneu is rather metropolitan for this backwater planet. Its high rises made out of gray stones and rocks, resemble wide box castles. But its rural background is not too quickly forgotten as interspersed among the larger buildings are smaller wooden homes and the local meat source can be seen grazing on the grass outside of all the buildings. A building containing a large granite cistern contains the cities fresh water supplies and before it some 25 yards stands the cities windmill. The entire populace of Hesseneu lives within the 250 acres of land that is not too moisture laden to support the buildings. A 7 meter tall wooden palisade surrounds the entire area to protect the inhabitants from the natural predators of Zenus Vier.
Following coordinates given to him in the briefing paperwork, Lieutenant Morrison directs Abbot to stop the APC in front of the largest building, which looks as if it contains all the major offices of Winn-Crest Agricultural Corporation representatives on Zenus Vier. The door opens to reveal a short man, who appears to be about as broad as he is tall, dressed in an off white uniform, a sky blue beret with the logo of Winn-Crest. His collar reveals that he is a Lieutenant Colonel. Stepping to ground level, the gentleman settles into parade rest, and waits for the marines to disembark.