The distant sound of fighting had been replaced by cheering. The light of day was fading, but the sky was still lit up by the burning debris from the battle station above. Bannon had to physically yank his men out of the paralyzing disbelief. They had lost all communication to their command ship, and all ships in orbit had fled the system. Their only hope was to find a ship on one of the landing platforms. Bannon had to constantly order his men forward. They were almost there…
Some time later…
The area around Research Station 9 seemed to be untouched by the battle. Only a few patrolling rebels. Bannon had spotted one in the trees. He ordered his men forward, walking below him, while Bannon snuck up on him. He made short work of it. Silent. Quick. A vibro blade to the jugular, holding the body tight while life jerked out of the rebel scum. Bannon let the body fall forward to the forest floor, and shook the blood of the dagger. Bannon could see a shuttle from the tree. That ship would be their way out of this nightmare…
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At first I struggled with the theme of this LTC, but it proved a great opportunity to look at the past of some of my main characters. This build is fairly simple, but that allowed for some attention to detail. I hope you like it.
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