Final trial

[Xing]

"That was rather awkward." Isabelle said, as she looked intently on her datapad, switching from one holocam to another to see the situation. The trainees entered the section with a mortar that, by some wicked luck, managed to weaken an older portion of the armoured concrete.
"Right, sniper 8, forget that, come back in with the rifle."
"Yes general."
She looked around, as sudenly all light fell off.
Everyone on Isabelle's team grinned. Oh, the trainees just made it worse for them...
The jet black armour was now at their advantage, while the reflective white armour of the invaders made them beacons in the darkness.
"Right, defender squad, strike at them from the darkness!"
"Aye, general."

From the shadow, the black clad soldiers moved forward like ghosts, their blaster pistols ready... Defender one and two, who went immediately for the power source, saw the group responsible for cuttinger power. They remained silent, as they hid in corners of the wall, waiting for them to pass - which they did. They came out of the darkened corners, and shot in rapid succession with the powerful pistols: these didnt had many ammo, nor much range, but fired quick explosive single shots. Deadly for assasinations, something darkness allowed easily.
"Move move move!!", they didn't checked if their targets died, their goal was to scatter the enemy into disorderly retreat, as they moved to the next group, leaving the previous one to run wild in the corridors of the base...

On other sectors, it wasn't as smooth, as heavy rifles unleashed thousands of bolts in a thunderous storm of noises, deafening the environment. It was a deadly combat, which left many rolling on the floor, moaning in pain. Strangely, despite the black armoured troopers actually gaining the upperhand, they all seemed to retreat toward the core of the base...

Isabelle looked at the holocams, satisfied.
"Alright guys, now' our turn! Arm these rifles!"
they stood, guns loaded and themselves hiden behind the massive table of steel...

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