“You know, that little droid is going to cause me a lot of trouble.” [Protectorate Dominion of Kris

[D' Orrin]

"Yeah, I'm ready. Try to remember your training. And try to keep up. We'll deploy as soon as the fighting starts."

He'd state as he was preparing to activate the holographic imaging on his armor as well. A small shimmer would ripple over his form as his helmet would disappear. His cybernetic right eye would give a glowing blue pulse for a few moments before it'd settle into a dim blue light. Black boots and pants, with the material resembling denim, showed up on his lower half as the body armor took a less technological appearance. The sleeves on his armor would disappear and thus reveal the extent of his physicality by exposing his arms. Though his forearms would be clad in what appeared to be powered gauntlets. His weapons however, would still appear to be present.

 

[Miles Varden]

Objective 2- Ground Assault.
Miles and his unit decided to take a different approach to the battlefield. They had acquired a drop pod and were going to make quite the entrance. All loaded, geared and checked Miles' unit called out to their Sgt in command once their gear was set.

This is going to be a bumpy ride boys, buckle up, nut up and shut up. We have two targets, the capitol building and the factories in the west district. We will hit the Factories first, as to cut the enemy supply line to the defense of the capitol. Alpha you will take factory labeled 1, Bravo will be taking factory 2 and Charlie and myself will be taking factory 3. Now let's go!! Miles didn't even strap in, he walked over to the release panel and punched the launch button.

As they dropped from orbit, the reverse engines fired full blast for three seconds, then flaps opened and the bottom window began to burn bright orange as they broke through the atmosphere. About one mile above ground the engines fired again for the final approach, but just before impact, Miles released the emergency hatch and jumped out into the air and fell the last 100 feet with the aid of his ever trusty jump pack, as he watched the rest of his unit follow suit...WHAM...the pod hit a building at the beginning of the manufacturing district. The troops landed and went to their respective targets, moving hard and fast. Blasting targets left and right, Miles and Charlie team moved to the third building.

 

[Leon McConnell]

In Orbit over Kriselist
Enemy Cruiser
@[member="Mao"]

"Do all women smart off where you're from or is it just you?" Leon asked as she jumped before he himself made the jump. For a split second, a sense of vertigo hit him as his body left the artificial gravity of the dropship and his open space. A second later and his mag-boots kicked in and he dropped towards the hull. After touching down, he took quick stock of himself and looked around. So far so good. "Over the edge, gents and other folks." He got a punch from one of the women in the squad as they made their way bow-ward.

Peering over, Leon could see "down" and could just faintly make out the outline of the bridge. "Alright. Norik, prime the breach charges. The rest of you, get ready. As soon as this view port goes, we drop him and take care of any one that ain't had the good sense to get spaced." About a dozen lights blinked along his HUD, signifying that the order was received and understood. A number of their ops were done completely silent, but the add-on necessitated a bit more vocal approach. Slowly crawling over the edge and focusing his attention along the hull to avoid vertigo, Leon held up his hand in the universal 'stop' gesture then flashed his com light twice. Norik's light flashed rapidly twice before beginning a silent count down.

When the charges went, the glasteel panes cracked then shattered, sucking out a number of bridge crew instantaneously. Quickly,Leon deactivated his mag boots and swung himself into the ship thanks to its artificial gravity. The team only had a few seconds to react before the ship's emergency bulkheads activated and sealed the breach, leaving about half the viewport obstructed. A quick survey found about a dozen crew and guards still on the bridge. Bringing his rifle up, Leon put two bolts into the chest of the closest crew member while the others set out to make quick work of the rest. "Eisenwald, Lorne; get the door. Oliver, Patterson, Ennada; get to work on locking out secondary access points. The rest of us are gonna take a little trip down to the Hanger and secure our way out. Let's move."

 

[Drazav]

Objective 2 -Ground Assualt
M47 Illria-Class Dropship
The Navarinon​

Drazav hadn't had any advanced tech installed into his frame, despite it having lots of room for improvement. So unlike HK-36, Drazav actually had to hold onto something to keep his balance "I see too many organics." he said quietly "But at least there are a few un-organics around." the droid had made it apparent to most people he met, he absolutely did not like any organic being, he even hated the fact that he was assembled by humans instead of machines and he wished that he could change that "What are the mission objectives, I cannot continue the mission without them." he had known this had sounded a bit rude, even in his emotionless voice, but he had planned on that, since he wasn't asking HK-36, but Aeron instead.

@[member="Noah Corek"]@[member="Aeron Kreelan"]@[member="Valerie Re'Daull"]

Spoiler

(Joined a little late, sorry)

 

[Vora Kaar]

Objective Two
Planetside
Undisclosed location.

I smiled as the radar on my wrist went off. Omega Pyre ships entered the system, and the planet. I had watched the recent dealings with their grouping, and guessed that by this time they would be showing up. And I was yet to be wrong.

After what seemed only a few years of a disappearance I had come back, but they had not known that I was walking among them. I had not worn my suit around them for the first time in years, yet they did not stop me for my name. I smiled as no one, not even the old mandalorian bastard that I had killed in my youth knew what I looked like. I smiled as I stood on the edge of a city wall. With all of my gear splayed out, I looked to be a man that was not to be messed with. I held a Songsteel sword in my hand. Light and durable, it could cut through just about anything a vibrosword could. Only I didn't have to deal with the stupid humming and vibrating blade.

I watched as dropships came down upon the city. Going to take it out by way of many troops. While I myself could be considered a walking army. I dropped down from the wall making not even a sound. The rocks that were on the pavement were nigh disturbed as the blasting commenced. As a Trooper walked out and began to give orders, I already knew his name. Miles Varden.

Walking up to him as he ran with his troops to the buildings, I stopped in front of him. Not saying a word. But simply by turning my left shoulder, I showed the symbol of the Omega Pyre when I had first been with them. Also showing my old rank of Captain, I didn't know if it was still valid as I had left. But even then, there was nothing like old fun. I then turned away from him and walked towards the building that the rest of his troops were going after.

@[member="Miles Varden"]

 

[Miles Varden]

Miles was shocked to see @[member="Zero"]. He had gone off a few years back and wasn't heard from since then. He barely recognized the old OP symbol on his shoulder. He nodded as Zero turned to join his unit.

"Lord @[member="Ayden Cater"], I have made contact with an old friend. Zero. He is with me at the factory district. When we finish here he will need to be debriefed and updated on the changes since his disappearance. "


Charlie team moved into the first factory, branching out like tentacles inside the building the Protectorate troops called targets and eliminated them. Miles stuck with Zero to keep an eye on his old comrade.

 

[Vora Kaar]

Objective Two
Planetside
Factory District

I shook my head as hearing the man Miles reporting me in as I turned away. I could tell that he was following me. either to not lose sight of me, or just because I was an old fart coming back from an MIA. Taking rather long strides I came up and around a corner, I could feel as a man came around the corner. Before Miles could ever say a word, My blade lashed out and with the tip cut the man's throat open. With little to no armor there, I had killed him. I didn't even know if the man was wearing armor as I could care less to look. With my left I drew a old Blaster pistol from when the Omega was in it's infancy.

It was in my natural aim as I brought it up to a window and fired. The man that seemed to be hidden with a sniper rifle had fallen out of the window and onto the ground. I continued on walking over his dead body as though none of this ever happened. Still I smiled to when I had had worse to deal with. And surprisingly the thought of @[member="Cira"] came up. And how the last time that anybody had seen me was when I had taken off one of my gloves to reveal white skin and pushed the glove into her wound that "never happened" Nor was that portion of the mission "Ever happened"

@[member="Miles Varden"]

 

[Miles Varden]

Rounding the corner as @[member="Zero"] gave a man the Columbian Necktie and another a third eye-hole, Miles and Charlie were in stride moving towards the end of the warehouse. He ordered them to move on with out him. He was going to stay with Zero. Miles leveled his rifle on a corner of the building and let two rounds fly, one right behind the other. The first penetrated the wall and the second found a fleshy target behind the wall as a man slumped out from behind the corner with a whole in his chest.

Not much resistance here, they must not know we were hitting the factories or...you've been here for quite some time.

 

[HK-36]

@[member="Aeron Kreelan"] @[member="Noah Corek"] @D' Orrin @[member="Valerie Re'Daull"] @[member="Drazav"]
Omega Defense Force
M47 Illria-Class Dropship
The Navarinon

"It is nice to meet you too, miss Kreelan, you look as perky and preppy as ever."
He quipped, calling her perky may have been a bit too much, but hey, they can't sue a machine for sexual harassment!
He was about to offer that they ask Noah just as their Commander began to speak,

HK listened simply to his orders about the droid taking Iron Knights some other miscellaneous company and three Walkers to participate in a pincer maneuver,
"Well, Danger's great bouncing bosoms,"
Again, can't be sued for sexual harassment,
"Looks like it is back to the same old for us once more."
His helmet would close over his head mechanically before he looked to Drazav

"It is a standard mission of clearing out any hostiles and taking the government facilities, kin, if you wish, you can tag along with me and my Iron Company."
He offered to the other droid, they should stick together after all, it was a harsh organic world!

 

[Mao]

@[member="Leon McConnell"]

In Orbit over Kriselist
Enemy Cruiser

​To the hangar bay it was, with Mao holding at the ready carry her blaster rifle. She deactivated her mag boots and landed safely inside thanks to the artificial gravity.

It didn't take long for them to make contact, for as soon as they crossed a corner, Mao's sights zoomed in on heavy pirate opposition. With a cry of warning, the Firrerreo moved into place, slamming alongside a wall to get into cover before starting to shoot a volley of blaster fire down range at the group of pirates attacking them.

 

[Aeron Kreelan]

@Drazav @HK-36 @Miles Varden @D' Orrin @Amara @Knight @Noah Corek@[member="Valerie Re'Daull"]

An overhead speaker gave the warning that they were going to be landing soon.

"Everyone get ready," came the call from Aeron, giving one last final run through at her gear before giving a nod to HK " We all heard the objectives. As little collateral damage as possible, reclaim the factories and key point of interests and remove any hostiles."

The transports gave a shutter, and within moments, escorted by the frigates, broke atmo and went towards their first objective. In minutes, there was a shudder, then the hiss of an airlock opening.

Game was on.

 

[HK-36]

@[member="Aeron Kreelan"]
Omega Defense Force
M47 Illria-Class Dropship
The Navarinon

The droid looked over to the boarding ramp as the transport shook and the airlocks began to open. The droid reached to arm himself with his training lightsaber as he slightly nodded to the airlock.
"Well, ladies first."
He quipped as he prodded Aeron into her back with one of his metal fingers to get her to move as his personal human shield for now.

 

[Noah Corek]

@HK-36 @[member="Aeron Kreelan"]
"Oh,make the woman go first,real gentlemanly HK." Noah half scolded and half joked around with his metal headed friend as he stepped out of the dropship first. "Well,everything seems-" Noah began just before a sniper shot went wizzing over his head and impacted harmlessly on a nearby by wall. "Sniper! Take cover!" Noah yelled out as he dropped low to the ground and hid behind a building,prepping his OPR-2 to fire as well.

 

[Basaba Willamina]

@[member="Aeron Kreelan"]

Basaba was excited almost giddy when she heard the news and thought about what could be done here. So much was going on and Aeron was back and that was good news on its own she had been practicing basic as time went on and now stood there in her armor as the camo from the plates activated and her visor flared. The prototype rifle something that needed to be tested out in the field and calibrated more. One was sent to @[member="Noah Corek"] andother to @[member="HK-36"] and one for @[member="Mao"] to see if their experiences with it could help polish it before trying to package it and bring it forward. Something limited but the Major right now held the MK I bolter on her back as a back up.

 

[Aeron Kreelan]

Omega Defense Force
M47 Illria-Class Dropship
The Navarinon
@[member="HK-36"] @Basaba Williamina @[member="Noah Corek"]

“Alright, here we go,” she told them all, bringing her enormous blaster rifle to the ready. The whine of hydraulics went echoing around them, as the transport shook to finally land on the ground, the loading ramp giving a hiss as it began it’s decent.

A smirk drew across the Icarii’s lips, an arch of her brow following at the Commander’s remark. A nod then went to HK, along with a pat against the droid’s chassis with the back of her hand in comradierie, as she joked, “He just knows who runs the show,” she said with a wry twist of her mouth.

It was then she caught sight of Basaba, and a wide grin soon bathed her features in greeting.

“Basaba!” she said, giving a nod as she moved forward towards the exit. Too bad they were on a mission, or else she’d talk more to the Mandalorian. Aeron had been so busy with the rest of the Omega Defense Forces that she hadn’t seen her in a while. It would be good to catch up.

That’s when Corek gave a cry of warning as a blaster shot nearly shot off his head. “COVER!” she shouted, bringing her rifle up to provide cover fire for the rest of the group as she went rushing forward, aiming towards a small urban building as her own volley of red bolts went straight to their attackers.

Fething pirates.

 

[Vora Kaar]

Objective Two
Planetside
Factory District

I smiled as I tore another man's neck open with my blade tip. Hearing the man Miles speak about not knowing either that I was here long, or that there was little resistance because of a surprise. I shook my head to both options.

Sure I had been here a while, and COULD have killed a number of them, but I had not. But I was more so thinking that the majority of troops would have been with the first objective in taking the center of the city. instead of some lowly factory district. They could rebuild a factory easily, but a town hall, or the larger buildings took years upon years to build.

I had not missed a beat as I saw a shadow pass the hole that had been made. and with an easy shot, got the man as he rounded the corner. Now with a smoking hole in his head.

@[member="Miles Varden"]

 

[HK-36]

[member="Aeron Kreelan"] [member="Basaba Willamina"] [member="Noah Corek"] [member="Drazav"]
Objective Two
Landing Zone

In between Aeron's barrage of red bolts another sniper shot came whizzing by and the energy shield of the droid, built in into his Powered Defense Armor, much of the high-powered bolt was dissipated, but still a scorched mark was left over the left side of his chest plate.
He would tumble on the ground, rolling behind stone cover with a clank of his armor and equipment,
"They fight a droid, they aim for the heart. Bloody insulting."
He muttered as he picked up his prototype rifle, given to him by Basaba, he would glance over to Aeron as he took the edge of his grey cloak,
"Cover me, miss Kreelan, I will go on quick anti-sniper duty."

He would pull up the hood of his cloak and place the rifle on the rocks, quickly sweeping the cloak over it and engaging its camouflage properties to keep himself hidden, he switched the rifle to disruptor setting, looking through the scope as the rifle adjusted and he scanned over the small urban building. He saw small movement as the sniper covered behind some rubble during Aeron's barrage. There was a singed spot on his arm and he seemed to be clutching it from behind the rubble.
"Looks like you have hit him, miss Kreelan, his arm is disabled."
His rifle slightly whirred as the disruptor beam powered up, HK took aim for the exposed arm of the sniper's shoulder and the beam flew through the air in blink of an eye. A scream was heard from the building, scream of one's body, or at least portion of it, being disintegrated.

HK pulled the cloak off of himself as its mechanisms disengaged and it turned to its usual grey color.
"He will not be a problem for a while, we should advance towards his position and capture him."
He would stand up and shift the setting to sonic shots.

HK would motion for the Iron Company troopers to form up on him and prepare to move out.

 

[Miles Varden]

Objective Two
Planetside
Factory District


Miles was receiving reports from his units that they were receiving light pockets of resistance, a fairly cut and dry take-over. They had secured the Factory District and were now headed up to the Capitol. The closer they got, the more resistance they encountered. His troopers were beginning to grind to a hault when the defenders opened up on their advance with E-webs and Heavy Repeaters.Miles called up to FleetComm for an airstrike.

[member="HK-36"], this is Sgt Varden, I need a strike on my position. Designating enemies with smoke. Over.

[member="Zero"]

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="HK-36"] | [member="Aeron Kreelan"]
Noah laughed when the droid was shot in the chest where his heart would have been if he was flesh and bone. "I don't know brother,that looked pretty funny to me." Noah called out with a grin as he heard the distinctive sound of a disruptor rifle go off and looked to see the arm of the sniper was completely gone. "Alright,now that this little distraction is over lets get moving. Also,I'm posting a small reward on anyone who brings me the any pirate leadership or the former Imps,alive."

 

[Vora Kaar]

Objective Two
Planetside
Factory District

Resistance started to hit us hard now. As Miles and I were behind a slowly breaking wall, blaster fire zoomed over our heads. With about 4-6 e-web turrets placed along the street, and on a few of the rooftops, they had almost all the angles covered. The only problem with throwing a smoke, was that they could throw it back. I had already gripped a smoke canister. Once it went poof, a color of orange smoke would surface to rise into the sky.

Only problem? you had to throw it just than less than a minute before they got there. and made sure that it stayed there. I shook my head. looking on the ground at the troops that were killed, I was smiling to see that they were smart enough to bring atleast one sniper rifle. I handed the canister to Miles, Pointed at the E-Web turrets and made a gun with my fingers. Trying to tell him to give me some cover fire. I only gave him a second to take my asking.

I ran out into the street, picking up the rifle as I was running to hear a hail of blaster fire hit the ground behind my feet. I didn't stop as I reached the next building over. I smiled as it was easy to get to the top. I was glad that the rifle had a bipod attachment. Sitting it onto the ledge. I decided to provide cover fire for Miles when he threw the smoke. Aiming at the "sweet spot" where the man behind the E-web turret was not protected by armor.

[member="Miles Varden"], [member="HK-36"]