Leeds Resistance (//Those invited as part of Operation Royal Flush.)

[Lord Caedus]

The small shuttle approached the planet, the inside packed to the brim with weaponry, explosives, and men. The men sat, most of them quiet, some of them doing last minute equipment checks. All of their gear was unmarked, none of it showing their affiliation, their armor painted black. One of the men stands, looking around at the rest.

"Alright, you all know what to do, I expect it to be done ASAP. Fire teams have their orders, maintain radio silence unless you go loud. If you do I expect an immediate report. Understood?"

The rest of the men all silently give him a thumbs up. He laughs a bit as the shuttle sets down on a deserted street. "Smart asses."

The shuttle's hatch opens, the men spilling out of it, quickly splitting up and heading off in small teams.

Several hours go by, each team eventually calling in, reporting an all clear. The leader opens a comms channel to an orbiting stealth ship. "This is Keller, operation is a go, I repeat, operation is a go." He cuts the channel, his own team heading off to their next objective.