Lyra kneaded her knuckles into her forehead as she studied the intel reports. There were always those who profited from a battle. And while some of the Squib had a culture of corpse-hawking that made her Mandalorian nature uneasy, but that was a form of respect in its own way. Others, however? They sought nothing but to squeeze credits from the desperate. Pirates, mostly, scooping up escape pods and holding them for ransom, or killing those inside and salvaging what they left behind.
Twilight had been tasked with clearing out a camp of some of these carrion. Lyra had rounded up the company after the battle of Metrobig City, and whatever ORC personnel that she could muster. It was a disparate, scattered force, but it would be enough, at least, she thought it would be. Twilight was a professional company, and that training would be vital to neutralizing the enemy.
The pirates had made a camp ten kilometers from where Twilight had been stationed during the battle. Upon regrouping around the Firebird, they had received the intelligence reports. Lightly fortified, well-guarded. Unknown number of escape pods captured and brought down to the camp. Their status and location were unknown, but long-range surveillance placed their estimated location in the middle of the camp, within a heavy freighter.
"First and Second platoons, covering the flanks, spread out. Survey the target." Lyra said briskly, "Third and fourth platoons, on speeders, awaiting reports. Prepare to deploy."
She picked up her helmet and put it on as she strode from the command center. She would be with the second wave of the company.
[member="Sol Stazi"] [member="Kair Naon"] [member="Tikquik"]
Twilight had been tasked with clearing out a camp of some of these carrion. Lyra had rounded up the company after the battle of Metrobig City, and whatever ORC personnel that she could muster. It was a disparate, scattered force, but it would be enough, at least, she thought it would be. Twilight was a professional company, and that training would be vital to neutralizing the enemy.
The pirates had made a camp ten kilometers from where Twilight had been stationed during the battle. Upon regrouping around the Firebird, they had received the intelligence reports. Lightly fortified, well-guarded. Unknown number of escape pods captured and brought down to the camp. Their status and location were unknown, but long-range surveillance placed their estimated location in the middle of the camp, within a heavy freighter.
"First and Second platoons, covering the flanks, spread out. Survey the target." Lyra said briskly, "Third and fourth platoons, on speeders, awaiting reports. Prepare to deploy."
She picked up her helmet and put it on as she strode from the command center. She would be with the second wave of the company.
[member="Sol Stazi"] [member="Kair Naon"] [member="Tikquik"]