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16.2: Destruction of Vandos Prime
Ajax
Designation: CT-0324
Rank: Sergeant
“Command to Hammer One. Your objective is the archives. CQC only. Let’s keep this quiet.”
I cracked my neck.
“You know what to do.”
“Hammer Two, going dark.”
“Hammer Three, going dark.”
There’d be no Hammer Four. We lost Phoenix back on the Landing Platform. A “casualty of the war”, I suppose.
“Hammer One, going dark.”
The hum of the Vandosian electronics filled the otherwise silent air. I slowly approached my intended target, hammer at the ready, waiting for my mark. I heard the slow patter of footsteps drawing closer and closer. Dio and Nestor came into view, sprinting full speed.
Dio slid to his knees behind the Vandosian, drove his dagger into his spine, pulled the blade out, spinning it in his hand, then finally stabbing him again through his neck. Nestor rounded the corner as I slammed my hammer into my target’s chest, knocking him to the ground. I raised my hammer, and dropped it on his head. Nestor reached around his target, pulling his helmet down over his face. He let out muffled surprise that was cut short, as Nestor cut his throat with his falchion, then threw the body to the floor.
I looked over the guardrail. Nestor and Dio looked back at me. Nestor gestured with two fingers, as Dio wiped the blood from his knife.
“Hammer One to Command. Hostiles have been neutralized, moving to objective.”
“Copy, Hammer One.”
I leapt over the guardrail, landing hard on my feet. I started down the hallway, Nestor and Dio right behind me. This is where the fun begins.
16.2: Destruction of Vandos Prime
Ajax
Designation: CT-0324
Rank: Sergeant
“Command to Hammer One. Your objective is the archives. CQC only. Let’s keep this quiet.”
I cracked my neck.
“You know what to do.”
“Hammer Two, going dark.”
“Hammer Three, going dark.”
There’d be no Hammer Four. We lost Phoenix back on the Landing Platform. A “casualty of the war”, I suppose.
“Hammer One, going dark.”
The hum of the Vandosian electronics filled the otherwise silent air. I slowly approached my intended target, hammer at the ready, waiting for my mark. I heard the slow patter of footsteps drawing closer and closer. Dio and Nestor came into view, sprinting full speed.
Dio slid to his knees behind the Vandosian, drove his dagger into his spine, pulled the blade out, spinning it in his hand, then finally stabbing him again through his neck. Nestor rounded the corner as I slammed my hammer into my target’s chest, knocking him to the ground. I raised my hammer, and dropped it on his head. Nestor reached around his target, pulling his helmet down over his face. He let out muffled surprise that was cut short, as Nestor cut his throat with his falchion, then threw the body to the floor.
I looked over the guardrail. Nestor and Dio looked back at me. Nestor gestured with two fingers, as Dio wiped the blood from his knife.
“Hammer One to Command. Hostiles have been neutralized, moving to objective.”
“Copy, Hammer One.”
I leapt over the guardrail, landing hard on my feet. I started down the hallway, Nestor and Dio right behind me. This is where the fun begins.