Attention all units. The day has ended. The sun is replaced with Vita's 2 moons.
Wolf:
The walker is parked, and your crew begins to do a maintenance check.
You head on over to the HQ though, and eventually end up in the major's office.
He shakes your hand.
"Welcome to my band of special forces corporal. We call ourselves the marauders. Take a seat."
You sit down in his dimly-lit office. A small lamp hangs directly above his desk. It's one of the many weak lamps, to keep down the electrical needs of the compound.
You get a good look at the major though, thanks to the light. He's a middle-aged man, with a brown, full beard. His uniform is exactly that of a major, blue barret included.
"Wick's the name. Major Bob Wick. I hear you've had one of the best first days anyone's ever had on this god-forsaken planet?"
Smasher:
The formation of VTOL's soon comes into view of the tower. But the now gone sun is making it a bit harder to see. But you can see the tower. It's standing on the edge of a cliff, high up in the mountain. There's only one road to it, and it's been heavily fotified with walls and trenches.
Your VTOL stays in the rear as the ones in front goes in quick and heavy on the fortified approach.
You stay up in the air, as the VTOL circulates the battle.
Below you see the forces making progress with flamers and heavies. The door gunner is firing precicely down on the hounds below.
But soon enough, you spot something bad by the tower. The hounds pull back a tarp, revealing an AA-gun.
Before you've managed to warn anyone, it opens fire on your VTOL.
Wether the gunners suck at aiming, or pure luck, the shells fly past the open door, and instead hits the engine. The pilot grunts as the VTOL disregards his commands.
#Shit! Everyone hold on! WE'RE GOING DOWN!#
You spin out of control. Thus you're unable to see where the VTOL comes down.
Alas, soon enough it does.
But you're all ok. The pilot managed to land you close to the tower, just a mere 100 meters away. But between you and the tower sits the AA-gun.
You're now in cover behind the crashed VTOL. There are several hounds firing at you, and a couple of them are trying to flank you.
Your squad fires wildly, trying to stay in control.