"All right men, this is it! Prepare for insertion."
The Malarke gunship rattled and banged uneasily as six knights hung onto the roof handles. Squad Leader Fiora, the female knight in a Mark II Angelic suit, glanced around at the men assigned to her squad.
Amy. Lana. Meteko. Violet. Mono. Saboteur. Every one of them trusted her with their lives, and she with them. Yet, by daybreak, she had to accept the possibility that not one of them would make it out alive. And she would have to live with that. Her fist balled up and turned pale beneath the gauntlet; she would not fail them this day. They would survive. She would see to that.
"Additional orders coming in. Find the transceiver and return with it to base."
Fiora tapped her com unit and replied, "I copy. Find transceiver and return with it to base. Roger that." She turned to her squad. "Kids, we got a new objective on top of our old one. Not only do those scrappin' traitors gotta die, but we gotta take their toys away while we're at it. Mono, when we land, get us a ding on their 'lectronics. Sabo, keep him alive. We drop in three minutes."
Mono nodded as he took the orders in, finally given the chance to be on a field unit. Yet he felt at this moment he was still just some desk jockey getting handed the simple jobs. Ah well at least it was something he was able to do with relitive ease.
"Roger, Objective locate 'lectronics."
He spoke in a monotone voice.Gripping the handle above the man kept his attention on the objective at hand, perhaps something felt off but he was a little too excited to realize what. Stay calm, all I got to do is keep communications, locate the objective as asked. If things get too hectic I can power up this Stealth unit and bug out...Or fight.