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Truj'kal Futhi, a veteran member of the TLF Special Operations Forces Detachment sits in eager waiting for the training exercise ahead. The UH-60 that they're in travels incredibly close to the ground, sending a few chills up Truj'kal's spine each time they approach a hill or valley. He's calm, though, for the actual event that approaches. The sweltering heat and suffocating humidity of the jungle gets him to sweat, but he wipes it from his brow and stands up, walking between his squad-mates and checking their equipment and they check his. They're intimate with each other, all of them. It's not romantic, just a show of appreciation and trust with one another. The level of personal attachment between each of them gives a morale boost and more of a reason to stay alive than just failing the mission or the TLF. Futhi turns to the pilot as his voice comes through everyone's headset. They're preparing to land in one minute. The Tauri elite operator turns to the door and kneels, making another visual check on everyone's ropes. He waits for the green light to open the door, staring out at the lush greenery. This training exercise will last two weeks inside a no-contact zone. The SOF team will have to survive for week one on just the things they bring on a usual mission, and then for week two they will live off the land and attempt to establish contact with other forces. If no contact is established by the third week, the TLF will send a Search and Rescue team to find them. Green light. Futhi opens the door and slides it to the side, and another team member does the same on the opposite door. Everyone moves silently, quickly, efficiently. They hook up, slide out, boots are on ground and all equipment is unloaded within two minutes. The UH-60 goes the direction it came and the SOF team moves as fast and quiet as possible several hundred meters away before laying in the dirt for hours. Cowbridge, The Bikini Bottom Republic, Lowenmaal, and Cadenpro |
The Hellcatian Empire What will we do? |
A baguette please, now!! |
Can I submit a food? |
Ok |
Panini Tuna Melt (basically a panini with tuna and melted cheese in the middle, it’s delicious) La Xinga and Brelfest |
The Resurgency of Accipitridia Pegasia Acci has Stork 1. Next we are going to launch an Espionage Satellite called Raven. Santamar, Cowbridge, Pigeonstan, and Brelfest |
The GALACTIC EMPIRE of Pigeonstan pigeons hack in to use the espionage La Xinga and Brelfest |
The Resurgency of Accipitridia godmodder La Xinga, Xeosia later, and Pigeonstan |
Following new legislation in Miamington, being Doom Guy has been voted one of the top ten most dangerous jobs. La Xinga, Embauba, and Brelfest |
utter speed with that post. Good job :) La Xinga and Brelfest |
The Hellcatian Empire Oh thanks for letting me know! I'm kinda new so i didn't know. The Hellcatian Empire, La Xinga, and Brelfest |
Good morning ^O^ |
I’m pretty sure it’s both (make two melts, put them on a plate with fries and salad and you’ve got yourself a meal) La Xinga and Brelfest |