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Operation Cold Comfort: Departure

Posted on 16 Jun 2019 @ 5:09pm by Captain Edward Bolingbroke (Dec-Jan 2389 - TRNSFR After Gorn War) & Captain Akio Tachibana & Lieutenant Commander Iria Taltos & Lieutenant Commander T'Lara & Lieutenant Harry Stevens & Gunnery Sergeant Kyle Walken & Lieutenant Junior Grade Geneviève "Jenny" Lassonde (Dec-Jan 2389 - TRNSFR After Gorn War) & Ensign Rora Tai & Lieutenant Junior Grade Emma Walken & Lieutenant Junior Grade Anyi Nila & Ensign Kojima "Paperboy" Tanahashi

Mission: Hahai i na pilikua nui - Hunting Monsters
Location: USS Hawaii Hanger Bay
Timeline: T+3 1545 Hrs

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[Gorn Raider Craft The Aubrey -Hanger bay]


“Everything’s ready Ensign” the Maintenance Crew Chief reported to Tai as she did her pre-flight walk-around of the Gorn raider “Anything else you need?”

Rora shook her head softly, "Thanks I think that is everything minus my passengers." She offered the Maintenance Chief a thumbs up before she headed up the rampway and towards the cockpit.

A few moments later the door slid open and Bolingbroke entered followed by the other members of the Frog Squad, Phalanx Shadow unit all wearing their adapted Marine Combat EVO suits and looking like Gorn troopers.

Engineering had pulled out all the stops, the suits were very close replicas of the armored Gorn Phalanx suits, the paint matched, the helmet shape matched, the additional flack shielding matched. They even had got the shoulder mounted flame thrower and missile launcher adapted and working, with some help from the marine Armorers.

Bolingbroke been on the receiving end of the flame thrower and knew it was a deadly close quarters battle weapon. The Marine Armorers had added an extra thick plate over the top of the fuel tank, to prevent it from being shot by a sniper, which was the method Bolingbroke’s Team had taken out the one they faced on the Gorn Cruiser.

He’d seen the missile launcher being test fired, it held sixteen small projectiles, essentially RPGs, Rocket Propelled Grenades, and that was formidable too.

The helmets came with a Heads-Up-Display, which showed the location and status of other Squad members. It was also linked to the targeting systems on the Gorn Heavy Assault Disrupters they all carried. Once activated the weapon could be aimed via a HUD reticle in the helmet vision field, rather than by having to physically sight it. Weapon charge and fire mode were also displayed.

It was only when you got close that the suits seemed a little smaller than the originals, but they had built up the boots and shoulders to compensate somewhat and so they would certainly fool an enemy who expected to see them. The only other requirement was the need to keep the helmet visor blast shields up. These obscured the suit occupant’s features and prevented the Gorn from seeing a Humanoid face.

One of the Communications Techs had reworked the suits comm systems, incorporating a Gorn translator, so the Squad would sound like Gorn when they spoke via comms or from the suit’s chin speaker. They also had secure channel links between the squad members, to the Hawaii and the Battle Group’s Marine Command.

Bolingbroke had his helmet off, the suits were a little cumbersome, but not uncomfortable, although they were a little hot, as some of the power normally used for cooling was needed to drive the additional servos and combat systems. The rest of Blue Squad clanked in behind him, quiet and determined looks on their faces.

The Gorn did not seem to incorporate medics or Corpsman in their Phalanx units, so Van Piet’s suit, Blue Element’s Corpsman, had been equipped with an additional hard-sided backpack, sprayed to match the suit colors, to hold his medical supplies and equipment.

The Squad gathered around the rear ramp of the The Aubrey waiting for the rest of the team to arrive.

Over on the other side of the hanger was a Flight of two of Hawaii’s fighters, like the Raider ship, the craft were getting the final preflight checks. Bolingbroke ambled over to speak with Lassonde.

“Jenny, PaperBoy” He nodded to the pilots “Ready to go?” He did not go over the plan again, The Aubrey would drop in over the Southern Pole, then swing out to come in to the mine from the East.

The fighters would take a longer route to a loiter point, from which they would time their run in to the mine as soon as The Aubrey landed. He trusted the pilots knew their jobs and would be there on time to chase after them as they lifted off, so providing the ruse for the Frog Squad to gain access to the power substation.

After the fake shoot-down they would go back to their loiter point and then return once again to support the Marine Infantry assault on the mine.

"I was born ready sir," Jenny answered animatedly. "A tricky assignment like this doesn't come along every day. I can't wait to leave the Gorn guessing what's going on for once."

Kojima smirked at the Marine Captain, "No need to worry Captain, we'll come and pretend to shot you down and then get ready to cover your asses from the air when the real assault begins."

"Should be nothing to it," Jenny added.

"Good to hear" Bolingbroke replied, glad there was some confidence around.

Just then the door slid open and the rest of the team arrived.

Kyle walked into the Hanger Bay, he was dressed in a torn up navy jumpsuit, the left leg cut off just above the knee revealing fake claw and a bite mark. His face had a fake wound on the forehead and a fake scar the ran over the bridge of his nose.

Emma was close behind him, she was dressed in a dull red top that was partly in tatters, the back open revealing the fake implant that ran along her spine with the hidden phaser taken apart inside it. It would be difficult for her to open it alone and would need someone else to press the two locks on it before they could open the top. Emma's face looked like someone had punched her in the face over and over again, fake black eye, a cut on her lip, her face reddened.

T'Lara walked in. She was also wearing ripped clothes. She had a ripped jacket on. She had a swollen lip with green scab on it. She had a bruise under her right eye. She had her hair loosely in a ponytail messed up. She also had some scratch marks.

Nila's blue shirt had the arms partly ripped open, revealing fake claw marks up and down both of her arms. She didn't need help to have a bad attitude, her default glare already on her face as she waits for the others to arrive.

After leaving Sif with the kennels, Harry had been made up with 2 claw marks, one on the side of his face and the other on his back, he wore a ripped black jacket with torn pants at the knees with brown boots, as he found it rather strange without Sif by his side, but he knew that he would be back. as he continued to walk towards the shuttle, he noticed Staff Sergeant Walken, He said "afternoon Staff Sergeant, ready to rock and roll?"

"Trust me, nothing about this is going to be fun Navy." The Marine answered as he watched the man walk towards the shuttle.

Staff Sergeant Mom Mason followed in, she was wearing boots, blue jeans, a torn gray jacket, with half a sleeve missing, over a checked work shirt. She had a blacked left eye and her hair was plastered down with dried fake blood on the left side of her head.

Iria walked in her right eye normally a light copper-brown was now 'swollen shut' and her left eye an emerald green in hue, glittered in annoyance instead of her usual mirth, mischief, she had 'claw marks' across her left cheek, while her right cheek, and mouth were nearly purple from 'bruising'.

Her shirt was navy blue ripped to shreds along her back were the other disassembled phaser lay hidden with in the implant that ran down her spine, two other implants circled around her wrists and triceps the disassembled com-badges within them.

Her legs were encased in ripped pants showing off numerous 'scratch and bite marks'. The tiny ankle boots of black upon her feet were thick soled but covered in various stains. Her hair was in the messiest ponytail and caked with dirt, other things.

Bolingbroke and the Frog Squad greeted them. Bolingbroke cordially, "I say, that all looks splendid! Totally realistic I must say."

The Squad were up for getting in some ribbing on Walken and Mason.
"Looks like Mom was out on a rough date again!"

"Hey, somebody kicked the Sarge's ass!"

"You sure you weren't out with Mom's date too?"

"Anybody need a bandaide?"

There was generally laughter all round as the Frogs yukked it up.

The merriment was cut short by a shout of "Captain on deck!"

Akio tried sneaking into the deck to check on his crew, yet it is hard to hide four pips and Akio pretty much stood out in a crowd, considering his age, complexion, and his bald head.

He was surprised at the transformations. He could barely recognize the crew and wondered if this was a metaphor for how war changed people.

Quickly brushing those thoughts aside, Akio projected: "At ease!"

The Captain walked closer to the group.

"I know you're volunteers, yet do realize that you are going above and beyond your call to duty today. I have faith in Captain Bolingbroke's plans, yet be flexible. Watch out for each other. I want all of you back in one piece, that's an order!"

“We will endeavor to do so Sir” Bolingbroke replied, snapping off a salute.

Akio returned the salute and stepped back, allowing the marine to take charge.

Bolingbroke turned to the rest “Mount up! We’ve a mine full of colonists to liberate!!”

As Harry boarded the shuttle and took his seat, this he knew was going to be tough, as he was hoping that this didn't go pear-shaped, but you never could tell, as he began to strap himself in.

Mason clambered up the ramp and found a seat next to Walken. “Gotta tell you I’m not looking forward to this much” She said grimly.

“But after what they were doing to you and the Wyoming’s crew… well, we can’t let them get away with that, not without some serious payback”

"You and me both Mason, the one thing I will say is no matter what you see when we get down there, no matter what they say or do to anyone. Do not react, we need to seem defeated and pacified. If we look like mindless people who have given up hope they will guard us less." Walken stated after he took a seat.

"Yeah, locked in a mine shaft, deep underground, in a sub-zero polar region... whats to guard?" Mason replied wryly

Iria walked over to Kyle on her way to her seat, "Well you get to lead us in," she gave him a cheeky grin, "You better make sure to lead us out again. I don't want your sister to kick my tail."


A klaxon sounded and the hanger warning strobes began to flash. “Pilots, lift off in five minutes” The Hanger Flight Control announced and the rear doors began to swing open.

“We’ll see you later!” Bolingbroke called over to the fighter pilots “Make it look good!”

"I'll be so convincing you'll see your life flash before your eyes." Jenny quipped before donning the helmet of her flight suit.

"It will be like shooting fish in a barrel and yes Captain at this time you are the fish in said barrel." Kojima smiled confidently.

Bolingbroke and the Frog Squad got aboard, the ramp closing behind them. He checked on the Infiltration team.

“Get strapped in, I understand the first part of the flight in over the south pole is going to be a little bumpy. It will be better once we get out of the polar region and start our run into to Xore. Everybody ok, any questions?” He looked around.

Iria finished getting buckled and wiggled a bit to keep the 'implant' along her back from digging into her skin. At the mention of bumpy ride and request about questions, she shook her head softly, she had no questions she just didn't want to have the implant dig in too much or get dislodged before they were ready to move.

"I do have one question Sir," Harry as he looked around the shuttle, he continued, "Just how deep is this mine?" as he hadn't bothered to ask at the meeting before hand. as he looked back at T'Lara and hoped that she was alright after all she had been to see Tolkath and he had hoped that the help he had given her had done its job.

"Good question Mister Stevens. Commander Tolkath found the mine's production report from last year." Bokingbroke replied, "Nine months ago the Central Shaft was down to over seventeen hundred meters, so over five thousand five hundred feet and they had over ten kilometers of side tunnels and galleries. I've got some more details for you all once we get underway"

"Fair enough," replied Harry, as he knew that he was going to get some more answers after they had got underway, as he also now knew that the mine was deep one and hoped that the support structures were holding up the roof of the mine.

"Well let us hope so, it's been in operation for several years" Bolingbroke replied. "Alright Tai, lets roll!" He called forward to the cockpit

"Aye, Sir." She called back as she ran her fingers over the controls before her. Rora quietly muttered under her breath, she hoped that this was going smoothly but she was ready to roll with whatever came their way...

Rora checked for clearance for lift-off and then brought the Aubrey up off the deck platting and headed for the hatchway. Once they were clear of the Hawaii's bay started their course.

Akio watched the shuttle and fighters lift off. He had seen quite a few missions, yet this one definitely fell on the riskier side. The Captain murmured a Japanese phrase: 虎穴に入らずんば虎子を得ず。If you do not enter the tiger’s cave, you will not catch its cub.

To Be Continued...

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Akio Tachibana, CAPT, SF
CO

Edward Bolingbroke, CAPT, SFMC
BMSOC/CC

Iria Taltos, Lt, ACHENG

TLara, Lt SF
CMO

Rora Tai, Ens, FC

Harry Stevens LTJg SF
CSO

Anyi Nila, En, SF
OPS

Emma Walken, En, SF
BIO

Kojima 'Paperboy' Tanahashi, Ens., SFFC
FLT 801/XO

Kyle Walken, SSgt, SFMC
3MSOT/TL

 

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