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[ a group of specialists with marine ecort have been dispatched to investigate a dig site at a ruin entiltled to define secrets to make terms with some of the alien colonies unsigned to the alliance. a scientist, an archioligist, a news reporter and his camera man, and a half platoon of marines lead by a space knight ride in two carriers, the space night, three of his team, and the non military persons ride in dog1 the rest of the platoon with sargeant mako ride in cat1 ] 

Dr. Layi: i've necver been on a site with military escort! i get to see you guys up close, you all look like youve each seen the borders of hell! [ says the dr. the archioligsist (who is fact has a pistol belt nudges him to shut up] 

Pvt. Dwitt: Well you see, We're called the Jags for a reason sir, we're the best damned killer on the lot! 

cpl.Fennis: Shut the fuck up you dirt born pogue! [ Dwitt is a human male with a blue mowhawk handling the drop shit gun, Fennis is also earthborn but enhanced, carrying the second radar locator for hostile threats on his back, he has grey hair and yellow eyes, the third marine is a Proposcusoar weilding a minigun sasha model. the space knight is tall with no hair and several scars. ] 

Troll: quit, both of you. 45 secs. Lock and load. [ the Sgt. in the other carrier coms up on the com ] 

Mako: roger that Troll, You heard him boys. lock and load! 

the seven marines in the drop ship load thier weapons and unstrap thier seats, the three marines, troll, and four non military unstrap, the cameraman Jones, picks up his camera and turns it on and faces the reporter. ] 

Mcartur: we are about to drop into the big zone where our missing team discovered the ruins of ancient dew technology, We are in the protection of the most strong lokking young men and women i have ever seen, Mcarthur reporting live on the front! 

Troll: cut that shit out, wiat till we're on the dirt! 

[ cat1 lands first and the marines set a parimeter for safe land for dog 1] 

[ troll dispatches and motions Pvt Charger (the proboscasaur to group with a team from the cat 1. then signals a rifle man to stay with Dwitt and Fennis to stay with the non military with him ] 

Troll: Mako, run your teams in. Fennis, defiensive positions. 

[ the reporter stands with his mic and looks to the camera ] 

Mcarthur: We are in the big breeze planet, the marines are charging to to secure and confirm our clear perimeter, we will soon be entering the dig site to examine the ruins. 

[ mako is seen taking four of his men into the site, the other six moving in with the propoc and his minigun, they hold in cover as the proboc slowly rises and advances with a cover man slowing moving and checking corners. the proboc probes left then right, then back to the middle, ] 

Proboc: Clear-

[  a man weilding a bat with several rail spkes in it flips from a bush and slams it into the face of the proboc, the gun begins unloading and the wingman scrambles and back and fires on the wildman. ] 

[ another marine with a trakcer's motion locator begins flaring with signals. ] 

Marine: AMBUSH!!  [ the marines led by Mako take cover as they hear the firing of the dead proboc's minigun ] REGROUP OPEN FIRE! 

Mako: REGROUP! move to team 2'a position! wildmen are leaping from all over, two jump a marine and slam his head with with blunt weapons, two others mow them down, 

Teller: man down man down! 

Fetan: THIER STILL COMMIN! [ his teller and two other marines turn around to face down the chargin swarm of wildmen with blunt weapons ] 

          

Mako: [ TROLL THIS PLACE IS STILL HOT CALL THE BOATS BACK, REPEAT CALL THEM BACK, WE GOTTA GLASS THIS PLACE! 

Troll: MAKO? PULL BACK GODAMNIT! WE HAVE TO PROTECT THE NON PERSONEL, MOVE BACK! 

Mako: we're surrounded! we're retreating into the comp building! pull in troll, we'll find a way out! 

Troll: Fennis! lead em' in the building, Lock the door behind us! 

[ Mako is Seen with an injured man on his back, Teller and Fetan cover thier six, a large man with a black mowhawk with the other minigun is moving back unloading on the wildmen, a marine trying to follow is trambled and charged, the large marine with another try to move and help them but are jumped with more wildmen, the marine is beaten flat to the earth screaming in pain, the minigun marine jams up and drop it, then picks up a rilfe from a dead marine. 

Mako: GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!!! 

[ he turns to run towards the closing door but is met with a firey molotov to the face, he falls screaming and the door slams shut. ] 

[ the remaining marines with Mako catch thier breath ] 

Mako: alright who's not dead...

Teller: Fetan, myself, Melany, you, bakser, and not sure about morriton sir, 

Morriton: fuck you teller, i'm alive...barely...

Mako: Melany, patch him up and let's go. 

Melany: [ a human girl with short brown hair moves to aid the injured Dew Marine ] sir yes sir. hang on Morriton, not that bad. 

Mako: cpl. Fetan try and hook up with the others, we gotta stick together in here. 

Fetan: roger. [ fetan, the other carrier of a tracker neals on his knee and trys to link up with the others, the signas are down] 

Fetan: i got a read, but i can't contact them, seems thier staying put. 

Mako: copy that, everybody up, let's go. ive already lost four men, let's not lose any more!! 

Teller: i'll take point, 

Morriton: on you. 

Melany: watch your corners boys. 

Bakser: i'll watch our backs 

Mako: move out. 

[ troll is seen perring through a window, where the bodies of the marines, and several of the wildmen lay bleeding. ] 

Troll: the hostiles have disapeared...huh...

Fennis: i cant get a damn signal in this dump. sir, we may have interferance. 

troll: Hold tight, those marines are gonna come to us, we have to move together around here. 

Dwitt: sir, the fucking cameran is hit. 

Troll: what? 

Mcarthur: jones is hit sir, in the gut. 

Troll: walks up to the laying camera man, and takes of hsis vest.]] the bullet has penetrated all the way through] 

that's not good. 

Dwitt: shit, even If mel gets here she cant patch that. 

Jones: am..am i gonna die!?! 

Fennis: yes. 

Jones: OH GOD! 

Troll: YOU STOW THAT SHIT FENNIS. 

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 05, 2011 ⏰

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