Chandrila

[Vox]

Pride. Honor. Harmony. Wrath. Brotherhood.
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These five words defined the last remaining War Pack of Trandoshan Nudono. These words describe in a way every living vessel that was each soldier. They take Pride in their work and skill but share not their egos. They have Honor in both their fellow soldiers and the enemy, they show respect and are careful not to show weakness not underestimate their foe. Harmony, to show the humbleness and self enlightenment of the warrior, but not to cast away his fierceness nor his strength. Wrath to create fear in the minds of the enemy, to show them the sheer power of each strike, each swing of his blade to send his prey into the ground every time. 
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However grim things have been, Brotherhood had always played its role amongst the kin between every pack of the tribe. The War Pack, trained to be the strongest, toughest sons of bitches as many outsiders put it. Never a day went by that the Nudono cherished each other, though some are agitated by others, they view each other as brothers raised and trained in life together. Every War Pack are strictly taught the necessities of tactics, swordsmanship, marksmanship, and team work. Never did they betrayed each other until one of the two twins exiled his better half, causing a great schism in the tribe. 
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Never did brethren turn on each other but only a time when one grows greedy. When most of the tribe left, those that left died knowing they would, whether it was staying behind or trying to find a new home they took their chances and met their end. Now only eight lived, the last of a war pack. Through the thickness of their conflict these soldiers stuck together as brothers to greater or lesser extent, and they've all put their trust in each other and their Alpha. Now the Chieftain of the dying Nudono. 
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Standing still, the tall and bulky soldiers of a transport that traveled swiftly onto the battlefield alongside a large number of others like it, along with them two squads of regular troops from Empire they served. One of these followed the same shuttle Mythos was on, and it carried the remnants of a once prosperous nation. Though silent, their Chieftain, Vox, could feel his heartbeat pounding not of fear but the sheer rage he felt toward the Black Cloaks who sought their deaths. Now they could bring the fight to their foes, a fight that would span until the promise from one Empire was made and the very nemesis lay dead at their feet.
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Vox gave no speech, his men knew what their job was, they knew what the plan was since the debriefing. Reclaim the capital of Chandrila, eradicate those who opposed them. Any of the soldiers could die, the Shield Brothers, Krexis and Varsus, Chaox and Equinox, Romulus, even Vox knew the price of war. But they were all bred for it, with their bladed weapons ready for use and their armor and senses intact, the War Pack of the Nudono were ready for anything. 
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The Chieftain had given orders to stay close and fight in an enclosed group, they couldn't risk losing even one soldier. As the shuttle made a thud it took a minute for the door to open. One of the shield brothers, Umbral, began to hit the bottom of his shield to the floor for every second. His other brother, Lumian, began the same as they harmonized with each other through the loud thudding of their shields. Krexis and Romulus soon joined by hitting their left fists against the right of their chests. Vox, Equinox and Chaox soon joined and quickly the loud noise filled the entire transport as their beats grew faster. Though the Imperial were confused, one of the Trandoshans shouted as this synchrony fired the Nudonos spirits, their hearts beating with rapid succession. As soon as the door opened, light poured in and immediately the first squad of troops charges outward. 
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Already, the blood of two troopers dropped on the ground as laserfire zipped by, the squadrons moving headfirst into combat alongside the other units and Armada deployed. The War Pack was last to go and they rushed out of the transport, immediately the Shield Brothers raised their tower shields as the other five soldiers kept close to them, firing Puncture grenades and Spiker rounds at the foes. Vox took the lead of them as finally they have their vengeance for their people.

[Vox]

The battle was hard fought, more opposing forces firing and charging to the Trandoshans and the horde of troops taking the lead. Most of said troops were gunned down or taking cover to reload swiftly. The shield brothers took charge of the War Pack, the rest of them falling behind the tower shield-wielding goliaths firing rounds of swift spikes from their weapons. More rebellion soldiers followed in great swathes swiftly gunning anyone that dared oppose them. Energy bolts crackled and smashed against the shields, some even grazing the armored plating of their battle gear and even few hit the shoulders and leg pieces of the Trandoshan armor however they still held. 

 

If the enemy soldiers weren't killed immediately then they would due quickly as spikes jutted from the bodies, ripping and tearing through innards, they would quickly bleed out from the size of the spikes or holes. Anyone still living from such met a quick end from the blades of their weapons or possibly even ripped apart. Ammunition became scarce toward the end though, and they reverted to their grenades and grenade-launching weapons, from the Spike to Incindiary Grenades amd the famous Puncture Rifles the kill count still stacked high.

 

Rebellion soldiers continued to charge through doing their part and the enemy was being pushed back with great succession. Some soldiers took a note from the Trandoshans and fell in behind the War Pack, it was only then Krexis was shot in the chest by a heavy energy bolt. It slammed him back and his armor was clearly cracked before it automatically fell apart to the ground. While the bolt didn't pierce through completely there was clearly a horrid black burn against the latex suit beneath, melting through the rough fabric and staining his pure white scales. He wasn't terribly wounded but was clearly none too happy.

 

As heavier blaster fire came in, three of the soldiers were quick to ready their spike grenades and threw the objects in the general direction. The heavy firing stopped for enough to get the Trandoshans moving in, and as they closed the distance  the War Pack spit fire on those in the vicinity. More would meet a similar end, all until finally they reached the city. 

[Vox]

As they approached the city, Krexis was the first of the Nudono to notice the other legion in the distance. They seemed to be preparing for another assault. Turning to his chieftain Krexis got his attention and pointed to one of the many units ready to breach the city, Vox simply nodded and shifted his gaze to the rest of the five soldiers. Each one had scratches, grazes of burns and dents in their armors. It was clear, as they were quickly inspecting their weapons that they had no hesitation. Even Romulus, who wasn't much of a fighter, was ready, loaded with grenades and plenty of clips for his Mauler. The rest of the pack had what they had, mostly they had no usage for their close quarters weapons until now and they still had quite a few strings for their Puncture Rifles to last them a bit. 

"Chaox," Vox called called to his 1st Lieutenant, "We're about to head into city warfare. I need Varsus and Krexis to set up on a vantage point. was rest of us will be taking the streets with the others." 

Chaox gave an incredulous glance to Vox and replied, "Sir... are you sure of that? I assumed when we were getting to this point it'd be wise to stay together." 

Vox nodded, "Indeed it is, but we have a sniper who only has a Spiker and only two clips to it, one of them already in use. He hasn't been able to use his Ripper mostly, we don't know what the enemy has ahead and even if he can't give us a full picture, Krexis can certainly give us an idea and take out enemies ahead. Varsus is his cover and backup" Vox clearly wanted the explanation, even though that wasn't what Chaox wanted it was still logical. Krexis was a hunter, preferring long range than close quarters granted he was certainly skilled in martial combat, he has never been surpassed in recon. 

The Lieutenant simply grunted and nodded, keeping to his wits as he stood ready for further instructions. Krexis had a look of relief on his face, his helmet off so he can tend to the patch of blackened scales. The white Trandoshan shook his head, thinking to himself how long it would take for that to shed. But matters were more important than that, and the albino knew it. Vox turned his head to Krexis and said, "I need you and Varsus to get to a vantage point. I know you heard what I said a moment ago, but I need to know what's ahead of us." 

"Yeah yeah." Krexis said already reloading his long rifle. 

It seemed everyone else was ready for the assault. The rebellion comrades prepared to charge and as they began to move into the city the War Pack would allow themselves to move into the center of the legion. Flowing with them now, the Trandoshans followed in with the numbers of soldiers, mentally ready for the escalation.

[Vox]

As the soldiers began to enter the great city they noticed a befallen silence. The Trandoshans became extremely wary of the situation at hand and kept their wits about them, allowing the many soldiers to take lead and fall behind them. The two Shield Brothers took point of the Nudono squadron in case enemy fire did indeed come from ahead. Thus far, the eery quiet was... not surprising to Vox, as he knew they had become the prey for the moment. 

 

Krexis and Varsus rushed through one of the taller buildings closest to the edge of the city, staying within the section of buildings whilst straying away from the platoons of soldiers far ahead of them. No one was in the building, surprisingly, but that quickly changed as the pair saw a sniper aiming out of the window, and connected to another building was a bridge filled ten with enemy soldiers ready to take out the incoming Rebellious army. Immediately, the two went to work, Krexis sneaking behind the sniper, a crunch of rubble caused the man to immediately turn with rifle aimed but his head immediately lopped off by the bladed end of the Trandoshans weapon, fast and quiet. Varsus was swift to ready several grenades: two Spike Grenade and two Incendiary Grenades. Each of them taking the grenades and activating them. 

 

Like fireworks, the two threw the grenades onto the midsection of the bridge where the turrets were, all four projectiles spitting mess of fire and spikes, all four projectiles causing screams of pain as men were impaled by spikes and or burned alive. The sudden explosions causes immediate gunfire from the enemy to the Rebellion units, the bridge itself lit ablaze as energy cannisters for the heavy turret blew up from the intense heat. The two recon soldiers made their way to the top, easily picking off soldiers who had no real areas besides desks and furniture to hide behind. 

 

As the explosion sounded the area, Vox and co. took cover from the heavy gunfire from ahead, Rebellion soldiers quick to react and fire back. The battle itself only lasted for several minutes, however as an enemy soldier came with a heavy blaster from the side of the building their head exploded within a second. The sniper did his job, and the entirety of the group pushed forward. On and off were grenades booming and weapons crackling, a body fell here and there, mostly the enemies but some allies.

 

The massive group of Rebels were split apart into various squadrons, the firefight in an urban area far from over. The remainder, enough numbers, fought their way to the citadel nearly fifty feet from an entrance. They weren't met without conflict. Laserfire cracked upon the shields, heavy weapons used against the opposing Rebellion.

 

As soon as it started however the men ahead were blown to pieces by missiles, quickly taking them out. With no hesitation, the Nudono Chieftain bashed the door on his side inward. He was ready for what may come, unfortunately Krexis and Varsus missing this part of the action. However knowing they were fighting well, Vox kept to the task at hand.