MYERS had spent his first official day as a new officer going through the process of improcessing, it made no difference he had been a NSF for the past 10 years, he had to fill out all the initial intake paperwork again.
It was well into the night before he was done, he even had to work through his lunch date with his fiance, much to his and her disappointment in order to attend a mandatory lecture on personal finance that began one hour late and provided no new insight into maintaining wealth. He decided to swing by and grab a bottle of 'firewine' to salvage something of the night when the MANDOs came.
He was no expert on all things military, but you didn't have to be to recognize the handiwork of MANDOs, large explosions were their trademark introduction.
Ruefully he muttered "So much for tonight." and checked the charge of his blaster and decided it was time to upgrade, thankfully he still had his TRU equpiment issue in his speeder. CHIEF RANDING had said he should keep it if he ever needed another job, he was on his way to turn it in today, but hadn't had time to. He hastily donned his armored breast plate and his TAC hemlet and loaded his rifle, thumbing on the sights.
In no time fear and panic had siezed the city of THEED, another calling card of the force that had awaken the city into the nightmare of an invasion. The COMM tower had been blown effectively cutting off the higher HQs from the rank and file patrolmen, leaving them to their own best intuition and training.
For MYER, he was on his way to link up with the other members of TRU, only to discover they had vacated, no doubt to reinforce the palace. He was on his way when a bloodied SERGEANT intercepted him asking for orders.
"Sir, we were cut off from our patrol..." he started to well up at the thought of what had befalled his squad in a few moments. The large monster with the two swords had killed so many, so fast
"Easy SGT MALATINE" he said reading the bloody name tag, "Let's see if we can sort this out. You with me?" he asked, trying to refocus the trooper.
"Sir, yer sir." he sounded off. It still struck MYERS as strange to hear that title applied to him.
Soon MYERS had eleven men of different patrols cobbled together, they wouldn't have passed inspection and were a poor attempt at a fighting force. Six rifles, seven blaster pistol and three charges and only he had any armor to speak of, still it was all he had to work with so it would have to be good enough.
He thought of the most likely avenue of approach and figured to lay in an ambush, he knew his odds were grave, but he had to make an attempt, at least to slow the beast he knew the MANDOs to be for the others to figure out a response.
He laid his rag-a-muffin force into their positions, hidden form observation with clear fields of fire in to the major intersection, the intended kill zone. Still lacking a heavy casualty producing ambush initiator, he improvised one and rigged a speeded to blow. He didn't figure it would penetrate their armor unless they were right next to it, but it should be a good distractor and maybe get one.
He briefed his men to lay down heavy fire when he blew the speeder and to retreat after two energy clips were spent back to their fall back positions. He didn't want to throw their lives away in a suicide misssion.
The sounds of death were moving closer to their positions, and he could feel the tension growing along the firing line, one young trooper threw up. He had picked well, and the figures stalked forward cautiously, looking for signs of trouble, but their initial sucess and desire for more action caused them to step into the kill zone and into their first real resistance.
RD hope to have set the stage for you
I figure one big explosion, more flash than boom, and then the two energy clips of concentrated fire on you guys. Three troopers plan to charge you, so have fun while four will break and run early so by all means enjoy.
Kill MYERS but give him a good send off, no evisceration or beheading please, clean combat.
I'll write his last breaths and then move to another troopers perspective