[center][h3]CMDR SAGAN "VULTURE" KODOS[/h3][/center]

The captain wasn't wrong. In their current situation, three hours worked better than one. All the more time to get Hex and the Blackout back in fighting shape. Still, at least they all made it out of that one alive and relatively unharmed. One banged-up soldier was better than six. At least it left enough time to get some food down his pie hole and maybe some shuteye, if he was lucky. 

[b]"Right, dismissed."[/b] Sagan grunted, folding his arms. [b]"Reconvene here in three hours, and I'll give you your briefing. Oh, and Rook?[/b] He fixed his eyes on the new meat. [b]"I ain't gonna stop you from drinking. Could probably use it, after that first fight of yours. But go overboard, and I'll make damn sure you throw it all back up. Am I understood? Since there ain't no chaplain on board, come to me if you got any internal problems of that sort that need sorting out. Anyways, all of you, go catch some rack time."[/b]

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Three hours later, Sagan convened the 7th in the hangar once more, a projection glaring off the wall behind him as he clapsed his hands behind his back, pacing as he gave the briefing. 

[b]"Right, 7th. Here's our mission: we're [i]participating[/i] in the mass drop and planetfall, if only to maintain cover for our actual assignment. We're to break off from the main force and rendevous with our supply convoy before we set up a FOB for our own secret squirrel shit."[/b]

A wave of Sagan's hand moved the presentation along, little dots representing the 7th moving forward. 

[b]"We'll be deploying near landing point Delta. Rocky craglands and forests near the equator, so crank up the AC. Our landing site'll be outside the city of Gelcastre: heavily defended, and intel suggests the nanoforge we're after is inside. Help the 5th in taking the city as best you can, but securing the nanoforge takes priority over any allied unit, this one's straight from the top brass. Questions at this time?"[/b]