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The Mother Ship lay on the ground and was majestic in its size and appearance and yet, right now, its presence conveyed such dark intentions. Hank scoped the area zooming, mapping and cataloging the guards. With his suit’s sensors his mind would be able to build a real time map, but its accuracy depended on the information that he collected. As the survival suit built the map he considered his forces, a mix of Human and Rebu fighters, fighting for what they believed in; the right to exist freely as sentient beings. Those that didn’t have survival suits were geared with different types of technological advancements, to improve the chances of an effective incursion. The Alpha Team, for example, were equipped with light shields; these were basically invisibility cloaks but they also provided a low level personal shield. The user also has the added ability of being able to see across a range of energy wavelengths. They also had other technologies that improved their overall physical performance, agility, endurance, health; and they could climb almost anything. Hank would use them in this mission as stealth operatives, his vanguard of sorts, their job will be to infiltrate the Mother Ship unseen, transmit details back to Hank for his map and wait for further orders.
The Beta Team on the other hand served as both support and tactical gambit. They were Rebu outfitted with neural nets that improved mental performance along specified lines; healing, illusions and low-level telekinesis. They would remain at the centre of Hank’s invading force distracting the enemy and healing hurt comrades. The Standard Infantry had on regular armour, which utilised a kinetic dampener shield and a drug to boost stamina. Hank was somewhat optimistic, he had prepared for this incursion as best as he could and yet he was worried. He wasn’t entirely certain of what he would face within the Mother Ship and even though he was worried about the success of both his mission and Hannah’s, he pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind and focused on the task at hand.
“Alpha Team, you have your orders,” Hank said over their secured communications and Hank watched as they moved towards the Mother Ship, vanishing from sight. It wasn’t long before Hank received confirmation of their success, which filled him with hope and with that he turned to the rest of his soldiers and they began their advance; aided in part by Alpha Team’s sabotage.
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