The briefing room was filled with the key personnel of the MechHarvest Salvage Corps, all seated around a large, holographic display table. The room was abuzz with quiet conversations as they waited for their commander to begin. The hum of the display table and the soft rustling of datapads added to the ambiance of anticipation.
Graham O'Connor stood at the head of the table, his weathered face set in a determined expression. His piercing blue eyes scanned the room, ensuring he had everyone's attention. Sarah Greene stood to his right, her sharp eyes ready to catch any detail Graham might need support with.
"Alright, everyone, listen up," Graham started, his voice commanding immediate silence. "We've got a new mission. The Outworlds Alliance has tasked us with finishing off a pirate base they've already weakened. It's going to be a straightforward raid, and I'm confident we can handle this efficiently."
The holographic display flickered to life, showing a detailed map of the pirate base. Graham pointed to several key locations.
"The base is here, nestled in a small valley. The Outworlds Alliance forces have already taken out most of their defenses. Our job is to sweep through, eliminate any remaining resistance, and secure any valuable assets. We’ll split into two main teams. Team Alpha, led by Greene, will approach from the north. Team Bravo, with me, will hit from the south. We'll use our combined arms to overwhelm them quickly."
He glanced around the room, making sure everyone was following before diving in to the plan. Whenever he called someone's name, he made sure to point at them and make eye contact. "Greene, you'll be taking your Stormcrow, and you'll have the support of Captain Rojas in the Manticore and Captain Foster in the Vedette. Black, you'll be with me in your Wolverine- I heard what happened to the Nova and we dont have time to wait for it to be repaired. You and I will be supported by Bennett in the Maxim and Turner in the Karnov. Hayes, you're on point with your Thunderbolt, providing heavy firepower where needed."
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Sarah nodded, her confidence evident. "Got it, Graham. We'll make quick work of them."
Graham continued, "The Scout Suits led by Sergeants Parker and Wilson will be deployed to scout ahead and ensure we don’t walk into any surprises. They will run recon to see what the pirates have. We know there are at least four enemy mechs—two lights and two mediums. Additionally, there are unmanned VTOLs and tanks in the area. If possible, our battle armor squads can commandeer those vehicles and turn them against the enemy."
Troy leaned back in his chair, a grin on his face. "So, we're just mopping up, huh? Sounds like a cakewalk."
Graham allowed himself a small smile. "That's the plan. But don't get complacent. Even a weakened enemy can be dangerous if we’re not careful. Stay sharp, and we'll be in and out before they know what hit them."
Sarah added, "Once we secure the base, we'll gather any intel and salvage what we can. The Outworlds Alliance is paying us well for this, so let's make sure we do a thorough job."
Graham looked around the room, his gaze steady. "One more thing. I've heard the concerns about our workload and morale. I want everyone to know that I'm aware and we're addressing it. After this mission, we'll have a downtime period to regroup and rest. But for now, we need to focus and get this done."
The room was silent, the confidence of the team palpable. Graham nodded. "Alright, let's get ready. Simulation drills start in ten. Dismissed."
The team rose, the buzz of conversation picking up again as they filed out of the room.