06-24-2018, 05:02 PM
"They're all women," Soldier Third Class* Colin Tan, Laeralian National Security Force, said, in a voice containing equal measure of shock and respect. "Every single one of them." He stood up from where he was examining a body that had fallen during heavy street fighting earlier that day.
"Keep your voice down," Soldier Tseng said from behind him. "They may have friends close by." Tseng was a comparative veteran, since he'd seen combat before yesterday's battle. The two of them, along with the eight others in their squad, were scouting past enemy lines to examine Kerlilean defenses before the planned upcoming offensive that would hopefully let the Coalition force its way outside of Summersea and into the countryside beyond. Tan and Tseng had both come ashore three days ago, onboard a Laeralian transport convoy carrying over 2000 soldiers. From the start, soldiers from the militant gynarchy of Kerlile had been harrying the coalition. Last night, the Kerlileans had launched a furious attack by cover of darkness, which the Laeralites and Skodenians had been able to drive off, at a heavy price. Their squad walked in silence for another few blocks, before the Sergeant called a halt. "We've gone far enough," he said. "There's no Kerlileans around here, and they can send in the drones to check." The squad turned and began to walk back towards friendly lines, stepping gingerly over Kerlilean and the occasional Coalition corpse as they went.
*Laeral uses the French term "soldat" as an equivalent to 'private'. This translates directly as 'soldier'.
"Keep your voice down," Soldier Tseng said from behind him. "They may have friends close by." Tseng was a comparative veteran, since he'd seen combat before yesterday's battle. The two of them, along with the eight others in their squad, were scouting past enemy lines to examine Kerlilean defenses before the planned upcoming offensive that would hopefully let the Coalition force its way outside of Summersea and into the countryside beyond. Tan and Tseng had both come ashore three days ago, onboard a Laeralian transport convoy carrying over 2000 soldiers. From the start, soldiers from the militant gynarchy of Kerlile had been harrying the coalition. Last night, the Kerlileans had launched a furious attack by cover of darkness, which the Laeralites and Skodenians had been able to drive off, at a heavy price. Their squad walked in silence for another few blocks, before the Sergeant called a halt. "We've gone far enough," he said. "There's no Kerlileans around here, and they can send in the drones to check." The squad turned and began to walk back towards friendly lines, stepping gingerly over Kerlilean and the occasional Coalition corpse as they went.
*Laeral uses the French term "soldat" as an equivalent to 'private'. This translates directly as 'soldier'.