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[lw'nafh]

'Bad Memories'

Shortly after the ion-storm, Delexis was searching through the cargo bay of the 'Former Glory', going through his old objects from when he was part of the 714th A.G.C. He opened the locks on a khaki crate, they were rather heavy, so he assumed it was a 'dangerous weapon'. It was far from it....

ReLIC, what...... This is...... It can't be......

Inside the crate was a set of Military documents, a tell-tale sign being the insignia on it, and the signatures at the bottom - all of the signatures belonged to Military officials at the time, and one from the Emperoress herself. He lifted the papers, reading them over..........

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It was a rather warm night on Garathor, one of the worlds closer to the 'dead man's zone', the Black Talons, his squad, were tasked with taking a Federal science outpost, they were dropped by an orbital platform only moments before. They were only just collecting themselves when Delexis' commander - the squad leader got their attention.

"OI! ALL OF YOU!"

They all turned to look at him, holding their weapons across their waists.

"Alright, you were all briefed, but in-case you've already forgotten, we have to take..."

He lifted his head over the small knoll, pointing his snout toward the big lit building, seven towers littered around the outer compound, and an eleven foot fence as the perimeter.

".... That base. Command won't tell me why, an' it's probably good they haven't. Some genetic research outpost, it's our job to smoke it. We need to take control of the installation and destroy the power couplings, the base will go into meltdown."

Delexis nodded, lifting his Imperial-design assault rifle, loading a clip of projectile rounds, fixing the sights. The squad leader gave them a brief movement of his hand, instructing them to slowly advance. They approached the outer fence, ducking behind slight rises in the ground where the lights passed over them, the Federal heat-scanners proving ineffective against their cooling suits. The leader turned to Delexis, speaking softly.

"We're doing more than just taking out the base, we have to recover some documents...."

"Sir?"

"Research documents, when the four of you are overloading the reactor, I'm supposed to pick up the documents, so if I don't come back within ten minutes, leave without me, documents or no. Got it?"

"Of course. I'll tell th--"

"No, just tell them to leave if I don't come back."

"Okay."

The squad engineer crept up to the fence line, slowly cutting a chunk out with a laser-cutter.

"Alright, you know what to do, make your way through at meet at the core, got it?"

All of the soldiers replied at once, like a hivemind.

"Affirmative."

"And good luck, men."

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