May 21st 3028 13:12 hours

Shensi, Shensi Space Port

Major Dansky, was overseeing his battalions disembarking from the dropship. Dansky had read all the Intel-files on the current situation here on Shensi and he didn't like it one bit. He never liked the fact the 12th Deneb Light Calvary had to play clean up for the 1st Davion Guard. Sure the Guard was the Davion premiere unit but the Calv was no slouch either, but none the less here they were playing garrison/mop up duty, missing out on part of the frontal invasion of the Liao's.

"Major, you have a call waiting on you sir, you can take right over here." Said one of the tech's who was overseeing several mechs being moved to their new housing area.

"Thank you, Corporal." Said Dansky.

Dansky was a tall man nearly 6'5 and weighted almost 260 pounds, he covered the distance in a little more than 5 or 6 strides.

"Dansky here." He said over the hand held receiver.

"Major, this Lieutenant Colonel York."

"Yes mam, what can I do for you." Said Dansky. York was the newly promoted OIC of the 12th Deneb Calvary.

"Major, how long before your unit is off loaded and ready to move?" asked Lt Col. York.

"Well Colonel, my Command lance and Bravo Company are already off loaded, we can have the rest off the dropship in the next 30-45 minutes." He said back to her.

"Very good, I want you to take what you have right now and make for sector 33-47-Mic, and identify any hostels in that area, if you find any and it is favorable you are to engage, but only if it's favorable, once the rest of your unit is off loaded leave instructions for them to join you.

"Very good Colonel, I will brief Captains Poskins and Fosstil (Note: Poskins and Fosstil Commanding Officers of Alpha and Charlie Company) while I am en-route, if there is anything there Colonel we will take care of it." Dansky said back to Colonel York.

"Good to hear Kevin, but be careful these Merc's gave the 1st a black eye when they were here, I want to make sure we don't receive the same type of treatment." York said.

"I'll be in touch mam as soon as we have something to report." Said Dansky.

Major Dansky hung the receiver up and walked over to the tech who had told him about the call. Dansky conveyed a since of urgency to the tech to have Bravo Company and his Command Lance ready in 10 minutes to march out from the space-port. The young tech hurried off to inform the unit commanders of the Majors orders. Yea on planet 25 minutes and the mop up detail had already begun.