Ive been in several planetary wars, primative to matching tech.
kat had thermals activated in her visor, scanning around
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Before setting out, supplies are arranged into a circle a hundred meters away from the shuttle, though at the last moment, the hazardous ClF3 crate is instead sequestered into a hovel rather than between the materiel they’ve only just now arrived with.
Once a staging area is in place, the enormous shuttle takes flight again–the groundside team watching as it vanishes into dark clouds above in the night sky… Stranded for now in the middle of a dark plain, group then move together with no headlights to give themselves away, heading toward the northeast rockpile.
To Ginger beside him from the co-pilot seat, as well as through a secure tight-beam maser aimed unto a transceiver-dish on Kat’s mech, as radio could potentially give them all away; “…Ginger, Kat, how much experience do you both have with fighting?”
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