Chapter 68

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Semper Fi usque ad mortem


"A Grand ol' Time"

2nd Lieutenant Michael Middleton
USS New Essex flat deck

Skadi was looking over the railing with Michael. The 2 weren't doing or saying much. The former's blunt speech was still present.

The Marines were mulling over not celebrating Christmas, but considering they weren't on Earth's time in all technicality, they had to obey the timeline of this planet.

Well at least they were going to get a second Christmas technically. That was a nice prospect for them.

Gladiia hung back to watch the 2 interact, while Specter was off terrorizing Irene through the halls. Ulpianus also watching with a keen eye.

The 2 Ægirian captains were not entirely impressed with the USMC in terms of technology. However they are a great deal more advanced than Iberia in its current state, so that's something.

Earlier, a much larger cargo ship hull design - a VLCS Class design - was quickly put together and turned into something the marines call an Aircraft Carrier.

They did not know what it, but judging from the excited looks on some of the squad leaders and officers onboard, it was good news.

Sal Viento was now essentially a USMC Port City, it's shipyard restored and becoming the basis for Marine shipbuilding. Robotic construction workers kept efficiency at an all time high, and made sure that that an effective fleet was being deployed and maintained right on Terra.

They were about 1.1 kilometers off the coast of Gran Faro now.

Earlier a deployment of MARSOC Marines was sent out in order to scout out and be the prelimineray vanguard for the invasion to come. Their Super Hueys left early in the morning.

Skadi, Specter, Ulpianus, and Gladiia were conversing with Smokton on the plan. Irene joined them, due to the fact she has the legal power to bring the Abyssal Hunters into the town without problems.

They were on the deck of New Essex, where CH-55s and Defiants were being prepped and readied. "Okay so here's the deal," Smokton begins, placing a projector onto the table.

It activated and it shot out a tactical map of Gran Faro. There was markers, points, and even moving emblems representing the MARSOC Raiders which were sent out early.

"Our unit is engaging with a faction known as the Church of the Deep," she looks up at Gladiia who hummed. She stepped forward.

"We're familiar with the church," Smokton turned her attention to her, "This church is a dangerous organization, they continuously fight for the will of the Seaborn... and they are near cultic in all of their methods."

"Good... to know..." Smokton felt a slight headache, causing her to look down and mentally repeat Semper Fi till her head got light and she felt better. "Ohh boy, alright."

That was strange to watch for the Abyssal Hunters and Irene.

The aforementioned inquisitor came forward, with a little tablet. "I've talked with fellow high inquisitors, they are going to try and meet up with your Mar-Sock friends in Gran Faro with an inquisitor assault force. There is going to be a few high inquisitors who are supposed to group up with a band known as 'Alive until Sunset.'"

"Alive until sunset..." Smokton repeated, Michael coming up with his grenade launcher, and making sure to load a magazine in and set the mode to 'Safety'. She wanted to raise some questions about this band, especially since apparently something akin to a Military Task Force is trying to meet up with them with several high ranking officials.

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