Immovable Object- Bear Country Approach
Jan 24, 2013 6:07:30 GMT -7
Post by Hoarfrost Imp on Jan 24, 2013 6:07:30 GMT -7
The day had progressed slowly since the briefing back in the heart of Tsuchi no Kuni, a small group of vehicles sat at the gate to transport the team that would approach from Bear country and assault the dome as well as two more to transport the remaining ninja to their destinations. Whoever was in this team would be instructed to board the RideBacks and the journey to the borders of Suna, Bears and Earth would then begin.
The drive would be short, a minimum of three hours at the most, while inside the team would be allowed to take inventory of their items, rest, resupply on munitions for their ranged weapons and basic grenades and be provided a small map that showed the pathways between the three countries in the case they became lost in the fighting or, assuming they ever got in, exited the dome and were unaware of their surroundings.
Upon arrival the RideBack would stop at the top of a towering sand dune, the drivers would direct everyone to exit from the overhead opening doors and meet up with the field commander for their instructions on what exactly was going on at the very moment. The Rideback would reverse as the last passenger exited and retreat a safe distance from the inevitable battle field. Their tracks embedded deep in the sand that now expanded out as far as the eye could see.
It was not even 150 meters away that the dome sat in plain view, its massive construction reaching up towards the sky, as if to assert its dominance over the field as a whole and intimidate even the most hearty and proud of men. This was the target for this mission...as daunting as it seemed. The wind picked up hard, blowing a small sand storm in their direction. In the midst of the miniature flurry the outline of a man appeared, the sand dispersing as he swung his arm out and stepped forward.
"Ohhh so these are the our so call saviors hmm?" The mans voice was so faint, it seemed to be carried off by the wind. "I suppose you arent a bad lot...I am Kaef Kazechuusin, listen to me during this fight and you might survive."
The drive would be short, a minimum of three hours at the most, while inside the team would be allowed to take inventory of their items, rest, resupply on munitions for their ranged weapons and basic grenades and be provided a small map that showed the pathways between the three countries in the case they became lost in the fighting or, assuming they ever got in, exited the dome and were unaware of their surroundings.
Upon arrival the RideBack would stop at the top of a towering sand dune, the drivers would direct everyone to exit from the overhead opening doors and meet up with the field commander for their instructions on what exactly was going on at the very moment. The Rideback would reverse as the last passenger exited and retreat a safe distance from the inevitable battle field. Their tracks embedded deep in the sand that now expanded out as far as the eye could see.
It was not even 150 meters away that the dome sat in plain view, its massive construction reaching up towards the sky, as if to assert its dominance over the field as a whole and intimidate even the most hearty and proud of men. This was the target for this mission...as daunting as it seemed. The wind picked up hard, blowing a small sand storm in their direction. In the midst of the miniature flurry the outline of a man appeared, the sand dispersing as he swung his arm out and stepped forward.
"Ohhh so these are the our so call saviors hmm?" The mans voice was so faint, it seemed to be carried off by the wind. "I suppose you arent a bad lot...I am Kaef Kazechuusin, listen to me during this fight and you might survive."