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Libran
Jul 18, 2013 19:11:43 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2013 19:11:43 GMT -6
Greeting Michael, he was quite surprised to see them considering everything but didn't mind it considering now they had to readjust their plan which meant going to the city which sat comfortable in the center of the continent. Grabbing his pack, he asked Michael to follow as he walked up to Liam Quinto; "Lieutenant Colonel Quinto, I would like you to meet Colonel Thrax, Thrax is the head of the Nomad Division basically Advance Recon," stepping away as he set his gear next to a tree. Walking back over, he took one of the MRE's that was being handed out, "Michael, I take it you've lost most of your team?"
He already knew the answer and even if Michael's teams did survive they still couldn't take the Colony which made this into a SAR mission for any survivors.
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Libran
Jul 18, 2013 20:18:05 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2013 20:18:05 GMT -6
Continuing to warm his hands with the fire. After a few moments he spots the General and a man Liam had never met before. Standing as Ramsey introduces him, Quinto wipes his right hand on his fatigues then holds it out for Thrax. He bounces his gaze back and forth as the General speaks.
"Don't you just love these fancy names they give these divisions?
Bullseye chuckled at his own joke. Liam had been assigned to the team for his sniper training. Though all they had were their sidearms. He was told that there would be one for him when he had arrived.
"So General, what's on the menu for tonight?
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Libran
Jul 18, 2013 20:33:57 GMT -6
Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jul 18, 2013 20:33:57 GMT -6
Shaking Quinto's hand, he set his rifle down before pulling out a nutrition bar from his vest, "Maybe a fancy name but we get results," pausing as he handed his tactical pad over to a Sergeant, "Liam, if I may, the General here told me you had sniper training which helps my squad out since we'll be going in the city first," picking up the trusted M14 as he set it beside the man, "wanna stay in the convoy or get your hands dirty?"
Waiting for a response while he ate his bar, answering Ramsey's question; "Came in with 3 raptors and our raptor was torn to shreds but and I've mentioned this to Romo, this will have to be my last op in the Colonies. Tom is willing to do this but let Jack takeover, I'll do what I have to but Samantha would kick my ass if I broke this promise too."
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Libran
Jul 18, 2013 20:41:07 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2013 20:41:07 GMT -6
Turning to Quinto before Michael sent out his offer, "It says roast beef sandwich but very skeptical if its actually that. Believe it or not, our base that was in Corinth before the attack had the best food period," chuckling as he tossed the food and the bag in the fire before getting a nutrition bar off of Michael, "if it helps, really consider the offer cause it'll take us 2 days to reach the city where you'll be on foot going practical faster than what we're doing."
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Libran
Jul 18, 2013 22:30:55 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2013 22:30:55 GMT -6
Nodding to Michael in agreement for him to use his first name. They seemed to be a very tightly knit group. Liam felt like an outsider, he's known the General since he was accepted into Special Forces. Laughing at the remark made by the General about the MRE, Quinto took one for himself. He actually liked them, though setting in a perch for a week. You tend to eat what you can and not care.
"Yeah, it's what my special forces training is in. Mmmm, roast beef. Can't get anybetter than this."
Liam said taking a bite of the sandwich. When Thrax turned around he saw the M14 rifle in his hand. It was a beautiful weapon, one Bullseye was very familiar with. Finishing the food really quick, he took the rifle from the Colonel and slung it over his shoulder for the time being. Turning to the General as he asked a question.
"Well sir, if you don't require my services ill grace the Colonel with my presents."
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Libran
Jul 21, 2013 10:48:09 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2013 10:48:09 GMT -6
Nodding to Liam as he pulled out a map to show the Colonel, "Request granted, get to the city and search for survivors and then setup a base of operations, we'll be there in 2 days to reinforce. We've got a while till our extraction gets here so don't use too much ammunition and don't get hurt," handing them the map before getting up, "I'll have 2 canisters of fuel set aside for you encase you find some wheels," shaking Liam's hand before pointing him over to one of the humvees, "go load up on ammunition before you head out in the morning."
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Libran
Jul 21, 2013 16:40:40 GMT -6
Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jul 21, 2013 16:40:40 GMT -6
Tucking the map into his vest, he cracked his neck as he nodded to Liam before walking over to his squad who had setup their hammocks; "I give you all Liam Quinto, a LT Colonel, for now he'll be head sniper," turning to Liam, "just don't get shot, I've already lost too many men and it'll be a pain in the ass to carry you out of here."
Setting his pack down, he pulled out his own sniper rifle as he began breaking it down to clean the mud out, turning to Romo; "We leave at 05:00, I wanna get out of here before they get moving and maybe we can get to the city before tomorrow night."
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Gen. Jack Thrax
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Libran
Jul 21, 2013 17:14:51 GMT -6
Post by Gen. Jack Thrax on Jul 21, 2013 17:14:51 GMT -6
Turning off the truck, Jack didn't bother getting out as he sat back in the seat; noticing his tactical pad fading in and out as the signal drifted in and out. Typing in a text, all he could hope for is that part of it made it to either Caprica or the Atlantia either way they couldn't get off the planet without help and not till they find any survivors. Noticing the message going through before the signal dropped altogether, he setup a timer to see when the signal picked up again so he could have another message set to go.
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Libran
Jul 21, 2013 20:40:20 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2013 20:40:20 GMT -6
Liam looked over the map that the general had taken out. It seems like a well built city before the Cylons showed up. His eyes scanned over the terrain searching for spots that he could set up shop. There were a couple but he wouldn't really know till they got there.
After the General shook his hand he followed Thrax over to where the rest of his team was. Looking around he saw that they didn't really care if he was there or not. Taking his bed roll out he found a spot on the ground not too riddled with rocks. Setting in front of a tree he leaned up against it taking a power bar out and taking a bite.
"Don't have to worry about me Colonel."
Chuckling a bit, he took another chunk of his power bar into his mouth and chewed. Looking up and saw that Jack wasn't getting out of the truck. Didn't pay any mind he turned back to the group.
"So what made you guys join the Special Forces?"
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Lt. Col. Tom Westin
Terran Spec Ops.
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Libran
Jul 21, 2013 21:25:08 GMT -6
Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Jul 21, 2013 21:25:08 GMT -6
Lying down in his little hammock, Tom had his gear laid out as he turned to Liam; "The last Terran War I joined up, Special Forces allowed us to do anything but we were under Terran Intelligence's pay book which meant do anything to end the war. Afterwards, we did some under the table work before all the fighting started up again," noticing a looping signal on his tactical pad as ran a systems check, "Liam, we pretty much drop rank in this squad...couldn't find a hammock?"
Turning to Michael as he noticed the signal loop again, "We might be able to get a message out by the morning."
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Libran
Jul 21, 2013 22:27:14 GMT -6
Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jul 21, 2013 22:27:14 GMT -6
Glancing over the map as he took a seat in his hammock, he noticed a river running through to the city as he traced it out; "I hope everyone is up for a swim tomorrow," grinning as he tucked it away in his vest, lying back all he could think about was what he could do on Terra. Hopefully most of the fighting would be done but even then he wouldn't get involved for the mere fact Sam might kick his ass; even that is one battle he can't win.
Turning to Liam as he thought of a simple answer to his question, "Most of us joined cause our parents were in the SF's before us but here is a little hint, if you ever fall in love with something try to compartmentalize cause what we do isn't glamerous but it gets the job done."
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Libran
Jul 21, 2013 23:06:32 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2013 23:06:32 GMT -6
Nodding to Tom about the rank. He thought over how he had joined. It was nothing special, or interesting.
"My parents were in politics. And they wanted me to become a lawyer but I couldn't stand politicians do I signed up and took orders from them instead. Doesn't makes much since but I enjoy what I do and im damn good at it."
Liam said taking his sidearm out and gets ready to clean it.
"No Tom, I prefer sleeping on the ground. It so I can feel the vibration of in coming troops or such. Plus I tend to end up on the ground, I've fall out of my share in my day."
The Lieutenant Colonel turns his attention when Michael pipes up. There was something about a river and swimming.
"That's good, I hear temperatures get pretty high here during the day."
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Libran
Jul 21, 2013 23:26:02 GMT -6
Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jul 21, 2013 23:26:02 GMT -6
Rolling up his sleeves, he could see a light burn on his skin as he unzipped his vest; "Liberate the coldest colony and stuck on the hottest, the gods might be laughing at us," resting his head, "before we leave in the morning, try to lighten cause the last thing we need is someone sinking," getting up before picking up the components of his rifle. Placing it against the tree as he spotted the first night watch setup a perimeter as he set his hand down on his pistol, "I don't blame you sleeping on the ground but after spending a survival trip with Tom considering we woke up with a snake on top of me, I hate snakes."
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Libran
Jul 22, 2013 7:11:49 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2013 7:11:49 GMT -6
05:00
Getting up, he wasted no time to wake up the rest of them before setting his vest aside as he stripped off the jacket before slipping back on his vest with his rifle back in his hands. Taking one of the ammo packs, he stuffed what was in his pack into the ammo pack before clipping it onto his back; noticing Michael getting up as he slipped back on his cap. Unhooking the hammock, he knew the main force would take care of the clean up as he loaded up the map into his tactical pad; knowing it could at least keep them on course.
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Lt. Col. Tom Westin
Terran Spec Ops.
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Bravo Squad; KDF
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Libran
Jul 22, 2013 11:09:54 GMT -6
Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Jul 22, 2013 11:09:54 GMT -6
Waking up with his pistol pointing at Romo, he tucked it away before getting up and taking his muddy jacket off before slipping on his cold vest on. Slipping on his shoulder packs, he picked up his rifle before emptying his pack into one of the ammo packs before he clipped it onto his back. Unhooking the hammock, he ordered the pair of Lieutenants to scout ahead while everyone was still getting up; "Come on, kids, the faster we move the faster we can have a roof to sleep under."
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