DeVirr - Mission Planning Cell

Adonis IV
Six Star Alliance - Fortress Station
0810 - 15-01-2396

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Mission Planning - Tunnel Rats Briefing Room

“Okay, So let's start with attendance…” Royce began by collecting the data plate off the mapping table and reading off the names listed.” We have, Book, DeVirr, Evans, Gracelunde, Kirsk, Odin, Peters, Ross, Stark, and me which means everyone slotted for the campaign this time around.”

Royce dropped the data plate back on the table and sighed. ”So as you are already aware we are missing a few faces this time around and we have picked up a few new ones. Unfortunately, all I can tell you is that Horus did not survive recycling last campaign and died on the table I’m told. Love got married to a nice boy back at her home station and is currently expecting her first child, and no one has a clue where the fuck Soon Kim is because he apparently just disappeared about 5 weeks ago and refuses to be found apparently.”

Royce pointed to the three newbies. “ So this is Evans, Book, and Peters who have been assigned to our little team to replace them. I’m hopeful that the senior team members will recall when they cycled into this team and the shit they suffered. Newbie’s expect to get bad mouthed, picked on, and shit duty assignments but I wont tolerate any excessive physical abuse or ritual torture am I clear?”

“Clear Boss.” Everyone sounded back more or less at the same time.

“Okay moving forward …Evans will be shadowing Gracelunde, Book will be shadowing Stark, and Peters will be shadowing DeVirr.”

DeVirr almost choked on her drink offering Royce a nasty look.”Why me?”

Royce for his part simply shrugged. “ Honestly It was a toss up between you and Kirsk but I figure you’ll inflict less physical trauma on the poor girl then Kirsk will and I don’t need our Team Combat Medic to develop issues before we deploy to the surface.”

DeVirr glanced at the girl taking note of her cute freckled face and wavy red hair before shrugging her shoulders in defeat. “ Fine…fine… whatever. “

“That’s my little psychopath,” Royce smirked. “ And remember to use protection.”

There was collective laughter from the other team members coupled with the poor girl’s face turning bright red.

“You’re an ass, Royce.” DeVirr hissed sharply.

“Humor aside…” Royce announced changing the subject back to the matter at hand. “ Word from the higher-ups is that the SSA has officially drawn the Southern Peninsula Region as our dedicated landing zone for this conflict, putting us here on the map at the start of things.”

The holographic display zoomed in on the coastal region and a long line of ruins that stretched north to south on the edge of one of the great deserts. Royce than moved the focus of the map several hundred miles further north from the landing zone to an all too familiar isolated cluster of ruins. “I trust everyone remembers this spot from last time?”

There was a collective nod from the team.

“Last time around this area went untouched for nearly three-quarters of the campaign until we got tasked to recon the site.” Royce recapped for the team.” This time Command wants to take the initiative and sweep the site at the onset of this campaign in hopes of a repeat of last time.”

DeVirr and the others couldn’t help but nod their agreement recalling that last time around not only had the territory been flagged as a hidden Advanced Technical Resource site scoring the SSA a shit load of Tech points but in addition there had been 5 high-value caches hidden in the area that had scored them much needed Medical and Technical supplies but also some exotic Hardware one of them being the Optical Camo Field Generator DeVirr picked up.

“ Command feels that scouting the site early carries low risk with the possibility of a high return’s depending on what we find there.” Royce sounded off. “ So Tango-6 has been tasked to break off from the main force upon initial deployment and run a quick sweep of the site before hooking up with the main force again.”

DeVirr bit her lower lip. “ Not to invoke the Murphy here boss but after the discovery of that site the last time. The story was all over NNN for the next couple of weeks after the fact. If the Fuck-heads in High Command are hopeful that something can be found there I’d lay really good odds that the leadership for the other factions are thinking the same damn thing.”

Royce nodded his agreement. “ No I’m with you, I'm pretty sure we're going to be walking into a fucking shit show DeVirr but we just do the fighting. We can't pick and choose the battles.”

They took a moment to let the news sink in offering a collective nod of agreement.

“That said, I need you fucks to get your shadows trained up to speed and ready for this operation. We’ll be going in low so make sure you know the maze like the back of your hands and I want you guys running sims on this daily.”

There was a collective grunt from the team.

"Next on the list, there is a new drug on the streets and Command is riding my ass about making sure you fucks don't get caught using or handling this shit." Royce announced moving to the next item on his list.

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