Colonel Cal Delmont |
" just to make sure i understand you, we are to start the attack at 1900 imperial, but will be dropped before then. once the attack starts, we have 30 minutes to take out a harden bunker with an AA gun, move through a city filled with hostiles, and take out a shield bunker."
"Yes that correct, I have confidence that this squad is capable of achieving these objectives."
"We'll need restraints then. And I'll need extra doses of tranqs to keep 'em mellow as well." Rolin mutters, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair. "Adrenalin shots to get 'em back on their feet too an' plenty of mesh tape to get 'em back together if your worried naked in the rain here won't be able to find his stun setting."
"I'm sure you'll be able to requisition the appropriate gear. Once the you've dropped the leaders call it in and we'll send the gun ship to collect you, waking them up will be intel's problem."
"Sir, what sort of explosives will we be given for this mission?" he asks, still staring at the map, trying to commit it to memory as best he can. "Also, regarding the shield generator, what degree of destruction would be acceptable? I ask because if time is such an important factor, the most time efficient route would be to simply blow the shield's power source; take that out, the shield goes down quickly, and the explosives can be detonated remotely so that way we can blow them while on the move, minimizing the likelihood of being caught, and unless it is something exotic, the power supply to the shield generator ought not to be too difficult to replace, sir."
"In terms of holding the city after we've taken it, minimal damage to the generator would be best. However if that's what's necessary to take the shields down then it will be acceptable."
Delmont looks at Cpt Jenkins and says "Captain, you have 7 hours to req your equipment and be on board the 'Empire' (prototype Imperial-II class Star Destroyer) your shuttle is waiting in Docking bay B3, Good luck men, I'll see you on your return." He looks at his own crono and marches briskly out of the room.