Iden Versio, one of the three members of the infamous Imperial Special Forces Inferno Squad, sat on the plush bed in her blue lit cosy room aboard the Corvus, an Imperial Cruiser home to Inferno Squad. She wore tight white underwear as she prepared for her sleep cycle, her firm yet full figure laying down. She knew she needed sleep, tomorrow's mission would see her infiltrating a key rebel compound on the tropical planet of Morvo. This mission would likely be easy for her and her crack team of elite stormtroopers, but she knew her restlessness would prove annoying the following day. She settled down, smiling drowsily and closing her eyes.
She awoke suddenly to her alarm, sighing and getting out of bed. Over her tight underwear, she put on loose black underarmour, her custom black breast and backplate and additional armour. Next, she applied leg armour, finally activating her ID10 Imperial droid and attaching it to her back. She turned, looking wistfully into the red eyes of her Inferno Squad helmet, before grabbing it and heading to the door of her cabin. It opened with a hiss.
She met Sergeant Midway outside her room.
"Admiral." He nodded.
"Sergeant, good to see you. Is the team ready?" She asked him as he fitted his standard issue stormtrooper helmet. He had an orange pauldron to indicate his rank, but other than that his armour was that of a regular stormtrooper. Aboard the Corvus, he was well-respected, Iden and the rest of Inferno Squad thought of him a capable leader beyond his somewhat petty rank. Iden thought he was friendly too, which was slightly offputting when contrasted with his hundreds of confirmed kills.
"Ready as always, i suppose, hardy bunch, you know yourself." He replied.
"Theyre certainly reliable." She said, smirking as she carried her helmet and walked with Midway to the hangar of the Corvus, where Midway's strike team was lined obediently, supervised by an officer. Iden nodded to the officer, dismissing him before turning towards the line of disciplined troops, her hands on her wide hips.
"Alright, men. Today, the rebellion will suffer a heavy loss at the hands of this strike team. I want you on your best behaviour and performance, is that understood?" She asked.
"Yes ma'am!" They shouted in unison, dutifully saluting Iden as she smiled proudly and nodded at this display of Imperial discipline.
"Follow me." She said, leading them into the transport ship.
Midway walked behind them, keeping them in line, and soon enough the transport was approaching the cyan and white globe that is Morvo. The transport shook as it entered the atmosphere, Iden's body jiggling slightly beneath her armour as she tightened her black hair into a bun. The transport landed, and Iden stood up, standing at the edge of the open ramp and turning address the group of troopers.
She paused, before smiling.
"Let's go hunting." She said, fitting her black helmet and jumping out of the ship, dropping around five feet into the sunny beauty of Morvo, her boots crunching the tense white sand. She moved, closely followed by Midway and his group of eight troopers.
"Coordinates read this way." She announced, and the troops followed her, no doubt distracted by her ample rear. Iden was very popular with most of the male and female troops aboard the Corvus, and she had a feeling she knew why. While she considered herself a firm but fair leader, her body was the envy and desire of just about everyone on the Corvus, even her fellow Inferno Squad operatives, Del and Hask, who had gotten to see her naked and ready after a very successful campaign on Yavin 4. It had been wonderful for relieving Iden's stress, and she had often considered rewarding Midway and his squad with a gangbang after several missions. Perhaps today was the day she would let them have the honour.
Soon they were on the crest of the hill above the compound. The plan was to pick the rebels outside the central building off with smiper rifles, before moving in and establishing a foothold in the central building, using the base's comms to call in reinforcements and fully assimilate the base and any survivors with the Empire.
"On my command, train your rifles and fire." She whispered.
"Now!"
Blaster shots rang out, the distinctive ring fillinf the air as rebels dropped left and right. Soon there were a few stragglers who all ran into the central building.
"Okay, begin rappeling, and we'll storm the building. Take prisoners if needs be." Iden ordered.
Midway nodded. The troops looked to one another, before following Iden down the slope with their rappel gear.
Iden rushed to the door, grasping her TL-50 blaster and shooting the door down.
"Droid, shield me." She said, rushing into the central building, closely followed by Midway.
The ID10's powerful shield absorbed the initial wave of blaster fire from the rebels waiting at the door, allowing Iden, Midway and the men to establish good cover before the shield ran its course. Iden breathed heavily as the familiar tense feeling of a looming shootout coursed through her veins. Her heart raced as she peeked down the narrow hallway, spotting several heavy rebel trooper with rapid fire blasters. She looked to Midway.
"This is where the fun begins."