Life at the Aett: Skarsi's Tale

[Sabru]

Location: Unknown, Somewhere on Gran Canaria

*Skarsi stretches his muscles*

"I wish these fethers would hurry up already. I dont like missing lunch." Skarsi and a squad of troopers had been waiting for over 6 hours, layed up in camouflage dug outs waiting for a corsair military convoy expected to pass soon."If they make me miss lunch, ill eat one of them instead."

1 kilometre away, a second team lead by Fith is layed up watching the same track Skarsi's team is. "hahaha.... i'd rather eat a barking toad." at that comment, both teams crack up with raucous laughter.

The laughter dies down as Varangr radios a warning." Heads up! convoys close." "Team 1, get ready to assault the target. Team 2, lock and load. your game, Fith."

Fith and his team sight up their heavy calibre sniper cannons. "A barrel of Mjod for the best shot. just to keep you fethers interested. hahah"
The convoy rolls on, unaware of the imminent danger.

As the convoy enters the kill zone, Team 2 fires and disables the vehicles causing the whole convoy to come to a slamming halt. Skarsi's team moves in as soon as they see the convoy stopping.

"Fan out, cover every vehicle. dont shoot unless they shoot first. the goal is to take prisoners." The team takes positions as the 30 corsairs in the convoy recover enough to respond, hopping out of their vehicles and aiming at the raiders.

"Now listen up you feth heads, heres how its going to work. You will drop your weapons, or things will get nasty."

The corsair commander still in shock at the sudden attack can only bluster. " I dont know who you are, but i think you're a little outnumbered here. Now you best surrender now amigo!"

Skarsi laughs and then howls. a second later, the outline of the corsair commander appears on the vehicle behind him picked out in fairly large bullet holes. a final hole appears on the vehicle, milimetres below where the commander's cojones would be on the outline.

"Now, unless you want to lose a certain part of your anatomy in a particularly painful manner, you should drop your weapons now."

After securing the prisoners and loading them onto the dropships, 2 men paint something on the corsair vehicles. When they step back, it is revealed to be a howling wolf's head, along with the words "The wolves are hunting".

The raiders load up, and after a short detour to pick up Fith's team, return to the Aett to enact the second arm of phase 2.

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