Dawnhill Conference Room


8:54 AM






The Conference room was merely a round table with chairs all around it. In the middle of the table was various maps, pictures, books and other information. The room had various figures in it, including Pilot Vinny and Benny from before. The Overseer sat on his chair before a the head of military, Moe Williamson arose. He was dressed in a green uniform with various badges and stripes located on his arm. He rubbed his goatee once before nodding to the Overseer, and looking towards the whole table.


“Gentlemen, at roughly 16 hundred hours, scout ship Niner Sixty four took off from a airstrip on the outskirts of Dawnhill. The plane was on a basic scouting mission to access the area around Dawnhill and to locate any threats, a basic mission with level green clearance. As the mission progressed on, by roughly 17 hundred the group identified a scavenger vehicle, or picture 2A shows the scavenger vehicle and 2 unknown civilians. As the scouting plane went on, we discovered what we can clearly say is a space ship.. Or a Hulk.”


Chatted over flooded the room, various scientists, military officials and even a few people at the table were seen talking. The Overseer raised his hand before the room eventually hushed down.


“What do we know about the area?” The Overseer asked, looking at the map. A male from other side of the table rose up, in a lab coat. He placed a few papers on the table before beginning to speak.


“Well-.. Uh.. Overseer you see.. The area around the Hulk was a urban city center, it’s in ruins now. It’ll be tough to establish a landing strip or at least a temporary area to land without having uh.. Scouted it out first” the scientist said, in a slightly nervous manner.


“Right, what’s the status of our Engineers?” The Overseer asked, viewing a bearded male in his 60s, he had a greyish beard and was wearing a brown trench coat with a plaid shirt and a set of trousers. He stopped slumping on his chair and sat up straight before he began talking.


“Overseer our engineers are ready to go, but as you know from previous events I wouldn’t send our boys nor the boys in the science department anytime soon. For one we need to gather up and establish a convoy but two we need recon units in advance” the engineer responded, and resumed slouching on his chair.


“Right, we’ll split this into phases then. Commander Williamson mobilize a scout force and have them at these coordinates in 24-36 hours, drop ship will be loaded with your armored vehicles and gear, once that is done. Prep convoy’s, you’ll decide what to implement into these convoy’s.” The Overseer began.


“Science and Engineering department, you’ll be going in the second and third convoy’s, divide your men accordingly and set up for a long term mission, 6 months in length before we’ll switch out rosters alright?” The Overseer said, looking at both of the guild heads. They simply nodded and departed their seats.


“I’ll speak with the Head of Trading and People later, for now let’s get first contact on the Hulk. For the crew involved in finding the Hulk, you will receive a commendation and get a month of paid leave, conference dismissed.” The Overseer finished off, before going away from the table, towards his chambers.














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Outskirts of Dawnhill


Airstrip


6:21pm




4 Drop Ships were seen loading vehicles, gear and men into their Hulls. Men and Women everywhere while trucks and vehicles were being moved at quick pace. Two Men with berets on their head were seen walking towards one of the drop ships, one of them was Lt. Damian “Quick” Redden and the other was Cpt. Zack “One Shot” Norman.


“A fucking Hulk eh? Norman, believe our luck. We were hunting down fucking bandits a month ago and now this? God bless the fucking Overseer.” Redden chuckled walking down the airstrip.


“Eh’ we running this operation as well, god bless though I mean.. What we really gonna be doing… covering the ass’s of our guys while we act as guards?” Norman asked, as they neared one of the drop ships.


“I don’t know, no one knows… first Hulk and our staff is of mixed rank… command wants rookies to earn their stripes.. A bad idea I think” Redden replied, dropping his gear into the hull.


“Well let’s get fucking going then, adventure awaits.” Norman said, the duo boarded one of the drop ships.




A few hours went by and the drop ships were seen departing, into the air towards the location of the Hulk…