The field op had went well, if not conspicuously well. The CASF has managed to roll through the battlefield taking acceptable losses while the marines had been able to secure all of their landing objectives during their drop. Jack voices to his team that the op was in all reality a recruiting sham and a morale booster for the troops - and that the real trial was yet to come.
Despite this, most of the troops were given two weeks of leave on mars.
>>Censored/NOI , Raider Barracks<<
Two figures approach the duty hut and the bored corporal immediately stands up, not like his usual nonchalance.
One flashes a badge, “We are looking for a Corporal Royal.”
The duty stumbles over his answer but he nods, and escorts them down to level 14.
There’s a knock on the door and I open it, facing two expressionless faces in clean black suits, and I immediately know what game is being played. The business woman says flatly, “The fall is a lovely time for Golden Eagles.”
I nod, “Do Golden Eagles eventually come home?”
“It depends on the summer that follows.”