The ship model, TS8700, or 'Ithaca', Arrived at its destination, In the peripheries of Earth after completing its warp from the LSE. The ship was just a former Troopship before turning into a Transport with much larger size. They had just came on the orders of the Federation and reinforcements would arrive along with the Tjr Dominion on their run to Earth.
The Earth in the observation space of the ship was desolate, with greenery in small patches all across the globe. It held a beauty of some sort that was catching to the eye as it slowly revolves around the sun.
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"Hunter! What're you looking at?" A man walks up to another looking through the glass in the hallway to the space commanding platform.
"Oh? Ah, I'm just looking at that."
Hunter was a small stature young man with black hair. He had a well built body and large feet. He was trained along the CPI Procedures and was barely enlisted for the Expedition and Research Force on Earth for the Atelytes.
"Well, hurry up, we're running late and we have to go to the barracks to get our briefing. Come on."
The other was Leader, his body was always in the moderate range and his body was well endowed. He had brunette hair and his stature was always held up.
"Heh, alright."
And of course, he was the leader of the group.
Hunter patted his back and pushed him along with himself to the barracks to meet with their officer to receive their mission and protocols.
The long halls lined up the large glass panel that overlooked the surrounding of the ship, unfitting for a Troopship.
Many personnel on the ship passed by them in looks of disgust or ignorance as they pass by. Some became sadden of their presence. This was common for the Grunts as they received much harder works and were looked in disdain for the official star citizens of the Federation, who received better fields of education such as Tactical, Scientific, and Engineering. They go through the main hall before approaching a diverging path that was significantly smaller than the path. They enter through here when the spacious area soon became closed confine spaces with multiple gates laid throughout.
These were the dorms that they would use for the time on their ship and completely away from the naked eye from public observation.
"Took you guys long enough! Come on!"
The one who responded this time was a girl by the name of Clover. She was angry at the bunch for taking too long from the briefing of their head officer. Her emerald green eyes and hazelnut hair was an astounding view to the bunch that were genetically modified for drilling among the others who normally had brown or black hair. Her body was small but she makes up for her height with personality and her hatred of others recalling her height.
His name was Jason and he was a pain in the butt who had to watch over the grunts even though he was a citizen. Truly unfitting for one of those who aced the military academy exams.
"Geez, can't keep my eyes off of you guys for one second before you guys cause some sort of issue..."
"Hehe, sorry."
He tried to fret over it as they walked on, wiping the small droplet of sweat from his head.
The clean main hall was a severe comparison to the dirty and cramped corridor at this point.
Ithaca was on clearance of multiple citizens from the Scientific Branch in charge of disease control and observation. Some couple engineering as well to keep the Planetary Drop Pods in check and in mint condition to complete the objective. After walking just a minute later, they arrive at the door that was labeled the 'Barracks'. The door automatically opens and in it revealed a spacious room with numerous other colleagues sitting in front of a lit up screen in a circular pattern. The moment the door open, nobody took notice and continued looking at the screen.
However, Jason took notice of the trio and immediately remarked about it.
"Well well well...If it isn't the misfits. Theodore Shroud.....Harrison Banks...Alice Campbell. Sit down so I can get this over with." he scoffed like any normal response when talking to a grunt.
Theodore is Hunter, Harrison is Leader, and Alice is Clover.
They all salute and bow before checking the seats before finding another two that were looking at them in awkward behavior.
Clover smiled. The other two was Montagne, and Striker. Or by their official names, Nathan Hawk and Kevin Chang. They knew each other from the Institute in their mass training halls and grew close ever since, even closer when they were all bunched to become a squadron by the name of Espada 3. Or by what the others called it, the Misfits.
They talked in hush voices.
"Yo, what's up! Why didn't you wait for the rest of us back there." Alice spoke once they were all seated.
Nathan was a sturdy built person with heights similar that of a mountain thus his name, Montagne. He had an empathetic nature and the others called him by another name as the big and friendly giant. Kevin was opposite of Montagne and that he had a short temper with his height as well. He is very straightforward and could be hot headed most of the time.
"Sorry, just that Striker wanted to get here quicker and didn't want to get in trouble."
"Yeah! Why do we have to wait for a couple of slowpokes when we could go and fight!"
Clover covered her smirk.
"Oh! So Striker didn't want to get in trouble. That's a first!"
"H-Hey! Shut up! He's just saying that." He ushered Mountain to get closer and he began talking in a smaller pace.
"And I didn't say anything about not wanting to get in any danger."
"Oh, we get it, for sure." She widened her grin and smiled with splitting arc. She always teases him.
"Quiet, let's here the briefing before we continue..."
Leader brought a finger close to his mouth and continued to listen.
Jason was open enough and kind to halt his briefing for just a bit before his anger got the best of him.
"Continuing where we left off. Our mission is to cleanse specific sectors of the planet to proceed construction of camps for research to be ensued. Vanguard 3 will split into 3 subgroups. Your subgroup will be in charge of clearing this sector.
The map began cropping itself to a continent on the West Hemisphere before zooming on to a place used by the old records to pull up location names. It was called North America.
"You will be stationed at NY-13 and clear all Atelytes and infected in the specified areas. You are to set up flare lasers for specific equipment landings to occur for further construction. Dismissed"
Everyone stood up and saluted in his direction, including Espada 3.
They mission will occur when it becomes 0:00 before they are dropped.
As of now, it was only 20:00 at the time and 4 hours was left.