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Special Forces Group 1
Two man Recon team
Unknown Planet ( Cherac,Nouvelle)
Sgt. Decroix ( Kacha)
Cpl. La’vrue ( Ura)

Seeing it was getting dark, the team started breaking down their hide. Starting by packing all the electronic and communications equipment followed by the staged weapons in ammo. Each operator carried a rather large rucksack containing water, their waste, communications equipment, up armored laptops and around 1500 total rounds of ammunition for both the heavy sniper rifle and the spotters battle rifle. In total each member of the team carried around 15 stones worth of equipment and they were definitely going to feel the weight on the way out. Their extraction point was back up over the mountains they came over, avoiding the pass they took to insert themselves. “ 8 kilometers in and 16 kilometers out” said Kacha, finishing packing up his gear “On what heading”? Ura said laying on his packed rucksack. “ 320 for 8Ks then 160 for another 8k, our extract will be by a farm house. Its supposed to be abandoned”. Ura raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything other then “alright”, how did intelligence know wether or not the farmhouse was abandoned? It really didn’t matter to them, they would have to figure it out on their own anyway.

After another quick peak around the team donned their helmets and raised the grass top off their hide, one scanning the area with his rifle while the other hopped out to cover the other teammate. Rucksacks were lifted out of the hole and the grass top was replaced before both member put of their heavy rucksacks and began walking back up towards the mountain.

STC Acheron
Lt. Cmdr Zilicin

The commander raised an eyebrow but nodded, he was in no position to refuse a superior officer. The idea of the empress of the entire nation showing up was both exciting and frightening, he need a diplomatic corps officer and not his military crew. That would not happen however and the responsibility would fall to Commander Zilicin and his crew until the diplomatic corps shuttle could get there, in a week at full speed. As for this Eternal Union, it wouldn’t hurt to meet two possible allies in one setting, this could prove to be a most promising day. If he ever managed to get back to the core world this would be his ticket to becoming a senator and possibly even the next leader of the concordant.

“ Admiral, if you would allow it, I would like to be present for this meeting. We are also looking for possible allies and if they are willing to meet with you I would imagine they wouldn’t mind meeting with us as well. It is up to you though sir” he said, hoping his eagerness didn’t betray his intentions.

STC Syren ( BH-109)
In the space around Nouvelle
Cmdr. Vellais

The offer was broadcasted around the ship, asking for volunteers to pilot the shuttle for a sucide mission. At first no one responded but then one of the shuttle pilots stepped forward, walking down to the hangar bay to tell the commander himself. “ You understand that the likelihood of death during this operation is high….right?”. The pilot nodded and looked over the shuttle being packed with explosives before turning to face the commander again “ I will save the bullshit patriotism that usually accompanies these things, but I am doing this for glory. If I die, and I will everything in my power not to, I want my name remembered and my family honored.”. Commander Vellais nodded “ It will be done” she said turning to look at the shuttle “ All communications will originate from that shuttle, you are to play ignorant to any information regarding our two nations. Think of it as, you have been lost in open space for weeks and you are running low on food and oxygen.”. The pilot responded almost reflexively with a “yes Ma’am” before walking off to don his flight suit, within the hour he was in the cockpit and ready to fly. To keep the location of the Syren hidden, the crew affixed compressed air canisters to the Kaave shuttle and physically pushed the vessel out of the open bay doors. The pilot let the craft drift for a few moments before activating the compressed air canisters, propelling the ship some distance away from the Syren before the pilot turned on the systems.

To the EU scout ship ( the message would be a little staticky, as it pushed the limits of the shuttles communications range”

“ W-What?! I know nothing of these actions, I am in desperate need of oxygen and food and my craft is running low on fuel. I beg of you please provide assistance” The pilot of the shuttle said, remaining calm but urgent at the same time.

Some Septonian planet ( TBD)

The small sun generated in the sky did more then raise a few heads, it alerted every man woman and child to the presence of something up there. Fearing it was an asteroid or a sun exploding, the military was called to evacuate the citizens from the area. After the small sun quickly dissipated reports of a large ship over the planet quickly worked its way through civilian and military channels, cities were evacuated anyway and the marine and army companies that called this planet their home were brought to the highest alert status. All orbital defense stations were brought online and their 16in magnetic accelerator cannons were loaded and aimed towards this new ship. As the fighters spewed from the ship their alert level rose drastically, this was beginning to look like an invasion. A mayday transmission was sent to the other core worlds asking for more ships and troops to come to their aid, while the small number of ships in the area responded to the new vessel, moving into extreme weapons range but remaining non-hostile.

To alien vessel, broadcasted on all channels “ You are now within the realm of the Septonian Concordant, please state your business, you are causing quite a bit of alarm’

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