Thel' Vadamee
audio log #4- Infiltration
(This takes place a week or two after my last log)
Outta the friggin' frying pan, into the fire...
Things haven't improved much since my last near-death experience. I hung out with Cryptid and his gang for a while, until new orders came through to me. Orders which led to this audio log, and me in a heap of trouble. I was to singlehandedly infiltrate an Urag assault craft.. It was a suicide mission! The assault craft are packed with bloodthirsty Urag soldiers, ready to kill countless USDF soldiers. They often turn the tide of a battle in the favor of the 'Rags, by disgorging wave after wave of fresh troops. And my job was to destroy it. The plan was simple- Cryptid and the rest of the Silent Wolves in the area were to attract the attention of the commanding Urags in the ship, while I sneaked aboard one of the shuttle craft ferrying the Urags to the surface. At this point, the rest of the soldiers were to split, leaving me silent in the ship. But it has been said that no plan survives contact with the enemy. This was painfully aware by the time the shuttle reached the Assault Craft. Instead of a few lax sentries, I was greeted by a ship teeming with alert, bloodthirsty warriors. I was hit badly in the leg nearly as soon as I left the shuttle; they had been waiting for me. I just barely managed to limp into a maintenance crawlspace before they had a chance to kill me. I am in the process of administering medical aid to myself, but I fear that it will not be enough. I can hear them coming for me, their guttural grunts and harsh barks indicating that they are getting closer. I cannot get out. There are shadows, shadows moving in the dark. They are coming, and I won't be able to hold them for long...
audio log #4- Infiltration
(This takes place a week or two after my last log)
Outta the friggin' frying pan, into the fire...
Things haven't improved much since my last near-death experience. I hung out with Cryptid and his gang for a while, until new orders came through to me. Orders which led to this audio log, and me in a heap of trouble. I was to singlehandedly infiltrate an Urag assault craft.. It was a suicide mission! The assault craft are packed with bloodthirsty Urag soldiers, ready to kill countless USDF soldiers. They often turn the tide of a battle in the favor of the 'Rags, by disgorging wave after wave of fresh troops. And my job was to destroy it. The plan was simple- Cryptid and the rest of the Silent Wolves in the area were to attract the attention of the commanding Urags in the ship, while I sneaked aboard one of the shuttle craft ferrying the Urags to the surface. At this point, the rest of the soldiers were to split, leaving me silent in the ship. But it has been said that no plan survives contact with the enemy. This was painfully aware by the time the shuttle reached the Assault Craft. Instead of a few lax sentries, I was greeted by a ship teeming with alert, bloodthirsty warriors. I was hit badly in the leg nearly as soon as I left the shuttle; they had been waiting for me. I just barely managed to limp into a maintenance crawlspace before they had a chance to kill me. I am in the process of administering medical aid to myself, but I fear that it will not be enough. I can hear them coming for me, their guttural grunts and harsh barks indicating that they are getting closer. I cannot get out. There are shadows, shadows moving in the dark. They are coming, and I won't be able to hold them for long...