The Galaxy lumbered through the air, aligned to a waypoint placed at the back door of the facility at a height of only 60 meters AGL. Inside there was utter silence from everyone, they were focused on one task and one task alone: Re-securing the base. They were not doing this for the New Conglomerate, but instead were doing it to prove to themselves they could do it. Though each one was considered a leader of the NC in their own right, and respected as a fighter, they often disagreed with one another.
Disagreements can happen from time to time, but building trust enough to disagree and allow that disagreement to facilitate teamwork such that each team member trusted one another to do what needed to be done as a unit allowed the team to excel where others would have broken easily.
The bottoms from the compartment retracted and the team fell in unison at the drop point, the REK was applied to the door and the door was breached. The lead MAX unit took point and the team followed behind it to the spawn room, killing anything that stood in its way. Two team members faced backwards, ensuring that anyone who came from behind died before serious harm could come to the rest of the team.
As the tubes came up, and the entrances to the spawn room were guarded, orbital strikes rained down upon the base, killing enemy mobile spawn points in rapid succession, and friendly aircraft swarmed the base... killing any unfortunate enemy that wasn't sent packing in the initial strike. Like angry bees, they picked stragglers off one-by-one that were rushing from the tower nearby - having been caught off-guard by the re-secure team's overwhelming firepower.
In a near perfect symphony of death and chaos, more stragglers died as the team inside breached the control console area, sending the immediate area into pure chaos. It was not chaos, though, for the team. Being able to communicate and work together on a level rivaled only by a handful of others they secured the control console with twenty three seconds to go. One member removed their REK and began the re-secure process with twenty-one seconds left. The enemy had regrouped and rushed the base, knowing their efforts had come down to the wire. The team's fire prevented them from accessing the CC room long enough to ensure the successful re-secure with one second to spare.
From start to finish, only eight minutes had elapsed, and yet it felt like an hour to everyone involved.
"Good. Fuckin'. Job." was heard as each member of the team breathed a sigh of relief.
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Retired NC CR5, Cerberus Company.
Not currently playing PS2. Anyone with a similar name is not me. My only characters are listed in my stats profile here on PSU.
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2012-06-14, 04:43 PM
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