1Pillage and Burn in the Name of Blessed Blake

Dropship Sword of Fury Orbiting

Unknown Planet, Capellan Confederation

3065

"We have a dropship in orbit they claim to be a civilian Vessel sir I do not know. They are in a WoB dropship," said the aircraft controller.

"Let them down," said the officer of the watch.

"Understood. Dropship Sword of Fury you are cleared to land If you are armed leave all weapons on the ship when you disembark. Failure to comply will result in death. Aircontrol Out," replied the controller.

McCauley and the few remaining men under his command about forty men in all, an assortment of technicians, com-operators, mech mechanics and the surviving mechwarriors and ground troops.

They all disembarked over a day and took rooms at hotels in a two-block radius. That night they were all at the same bar and congregated to plan there heist of essential supplies.

They all had brought broken down pistols, the pistols had only one clip of ammo and so they would have to avoid contact with the authorities.

McCauley had command of the "assault" on the local grocer. Sean, himself and four other people under his command were with him. They entered the grocer.

"Get on your faces now," he screamed pulling out his pistol.

He saw the security guard coming at him from behind ,taser drawn. He turned and put a bullet in his chest. The man fell and people screamed.

To the clerk behind the desk he said"We're taking what we want any attempts to call the local authorities will be met with the same fate as him. Understood?"

"Yes. I understand completely," replied the clerk in a wavering voice.

"We've got it," one of the four tech who had gone to collect supplies from the store room, they had two skids of food and household equipment, enough to keep the Jumpship in food for the rest of the trip.

"We're gone," he said and dropped the smoke bomb.

At the hotel they all had a round of beers to celebrate. Only one team had not completed its mission to the letter, the pawnshop owner had called local military base and six of his troops had been gunned down, however they did have all the equipment they had come for. The only problem now lay in the fact that if they ID the bodies they would know they had come of the dropship and they would be met by the MPs at the droport.

"Life's a bitch," he thougth.