M2T3
Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 1:31 pm
2179 AD, 28th September
Location: CSC Sector, Saint John, 1 kilometer east of Anubis station
Mission timer: 00:00:08:38
Third squad stood on the large ramp beneath the dropship as the ground slowly approached. Behind them on the large ramp the APC loomed behind them. The Marines clung to cargo nets on the sides of the ramp in the violent crosswinds. A pungent smell struck their noses as they descended - It reminded of rotten eggs and the intensity of it increased as they neared the ground. They could see the ridge just a few hundred meters away, the station itself was covered by a sheet of mist that seemed to fill the whole valley area beneath the ridge.
The exhaust from the dropship whipped the ground beneath them and the Marines prepared to disembark. The dropships engines revved up and the shrieking familiar sound of the engines braked down the descent to an almost standstill. Excruciatingly slow the dropship slid the last few meters towards the ground, the Marines jumped of the ramp in a matter of seconds.
"Clear" Mongo shouted over the intercom and the dropship emmidiately nosed up and gained altitude rapidly. The ground they landed on was very soft but dry and concisted mainly of rock and sand of varying shades of brown. The smell that stuck in their noses seemed to come from the ridge area, and mostly the sulphur bogs beyond.
Third squad quickly advanced towards the edge of the ridge, it took them roughly five minutes to reach the edge. As they approached the edge of the ridge the wind of the plateu whipped their backs. With that in mind the scene below them gave an almost surreal experience. The whole valley floor was covered in a thick, grey, mist that when it reach the edge of the ridge was whipped up into the atmosphere in long ragged milky strands. The whole ridge area reeked of a sinister look. The station itself was completely covered by the mist and was invisible from their vantage point.
"Lt Anderson, the site is invisible from here - It is completely covered by mist. Advise over" Ishizawa said while looking through a pair of binoculars were he laid hidden between two large rocks. The bad thing with mist was that in addition to obstructing visible light it rendered all IR devices completely unusable as well.
"This is Lt Anderson, I read You Corporal - We saw that when orbiting the site before, but I didn't think it would be so bad when got closer. We are reverting to plan B. I want You and Your squad to rope down to the second ledge. We will go in hot and land on the landing pad and make a frontal assault on the base supported by the APC and Dropship if need be. I want You and Your squad to provide cover from the middle plateu due south of the base. Over"
The Marines inside the APC felt the dropship swirv to the side once more in the violent crosswinds over the plateu. "Sergeant" Lt Anderson said. "We are reverting to Plan B and will set down on the landing pad and make a frontal assault on the base. If we do it quickly enough we will overrun the base before they can set up a proper defense - The howling wind up here hides the dropship engine sounds until we are on top of them. Prepare to disembark in five minutes, combat seatings, we are going in hot" Anderson said, tension hinted in her voice.
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Location: CSC Sector, Saint John, 1 kilometer east of Anubis station
Mission timer: 00:00:08:38
Third squad stood on the large ramp beneath the dropship as the ground slowly approached. Behind them on the large ramp the APC loomed behind them. The Marines clung to cargo nets on the sides of the ramp in the violent crosswinds. A pungent smell struck their noses as they descended - It reminded of rotten eggs and the intensity of it increased as they neared the ground. They could see the ridge just a few hundred meters away, the station itself was covered by a sheet of mist that seemed to fill the whole valley area beneath the ridge.
The exhaust from the dropship whipped the ground beneath them and the Marines prepared to disembark. The dropships engines revved up and the shrieking familiar sound of the engines braked down the descent to an almost standstill. Excruciatingly slow the dropship slid the last few meters towards the ground, the Marines jumped of the ramp in a matter of seconds.
"Clear" Mongo shouted over the intercom and the dropship emmidiately nosed up and gained altitude rapidly. The ground they landed on was very soft but dry and concisted mainly of rock and sand of varying shades of brown. The smell that stuck in their noses seemed to come from the ridge area, and mostly the sulphur bogs beyond.
Third squad quickly advanced towards the edge of the ridge, it took them roughly five minutes to reach the edge. As they approached the edge of the ridge the wind of the plateu whipped their backs. With that in mind the scene below them gave an almost surreal experience. The whole valley floor was covered in a thick, grey, mist that when it reach the edge of the ridge was whipped up into the atmosphere in long ragged milky strands. The whole ridge area reeked of a sinister look. The station itself was completely covered by the mist and was invisible from their vantage point.
"Lt Anderson, the site is invisible from here - It is completely covered by mist. Advise over" Ishizawa said while looking through a pair of binoculars were he laid hidden between two large rocks. The bad thing with mist was that in addition to obstructing visible light it rendered all IR devices completely unusable as well.
"This is Lt Anderson, I read You Corporal - We saw that when orbiting the site before, but I didn't think it would be so bad when got closer. We are reverting to plan B. I want You and Your squad to rope down to the second ledge. We will go in hot and land on the landing pad and make a frontal assault on the base supported by the APC and Dropship if need be. I want You and Your squad to provide cover from the middle plateu due south of the base. Over"
The Marines inside the APC felt the dropship swirv to the side once more in the violent crosswinds over the plateu. "Sergeant" Lt Anderson said. "We are reverting to Plan B and will set down on the landing pad and make a frontal assault on the base. If we do it quickly enough we will overrun the base before they can set up a proper defense - The howling wind up here hides the dropship engine sounds until we are on top of them. Prepare to disembark in five minutes, combat seatings, we are going in hot" Anderson said, tension hinted in her voice.
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