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The Trondforge Assault: Operation « Red Hawk »
Chapter I
A thick cloud of smog was covering the city of Trondforge for several weeks. Some distant muffled explosions broke the silence of the discreet morning, usually being cut by some machine gun salvos. Even though, winter was still far behind. Dust and fog were pretty much the only attractions for a soldier in the city-fortress of Trondforge.
Far in the chaotic ruins, 3 tall men were patrolling. Their grey coats hid a thin but hard armour. A man was slowly checking the nearby buildings, drinking some water in a can. The 2 others were chatting.
-“Ah, Tielman! I wish you had seen them yesterday… charging like mad guys!
-Yeah, indeed! Our machine guns made the trick… I wish there was more challenge in this war…
-You forgot this week where you nearly shot in your foot!
-Still, these Imperials have probably more than a billion tricks to win this war… but we are more prepared, no?
-You 2 will never learn…”, added the third soldier. “Never underestimate your enemy… I have friends that preferred to join the Imperials rather than joining the Confederation before this damn civil war… and any of them could easily blow your head in no time.”
The discussion was cut by a radio signal in Tielman’s helmet. “XBS 487, XBS 487! Be careful, air transport just above your head.”
The men ran as fast as they could to take cover in a nearby house. Tielman ran upstairs to reach a broken window. He adjusted his gun sight, and prepared himself for sniping. The 2 other men placed themselves just near the small door. Lepcis took his binoculars and observed the dense layer of smog in the sky. He saw a distinct light from above the clouds, and perfectly saw the Valkyrie. Apparently, the pilot hadn’t noticed them. “Tielman, send a radio transmission to Gamma 5609. These boys will take this ship down in no time”, said Lepcis.
***
While, on the Imperial Valkyrie, a Sergeant was having a rude discussion with the pilot.
-“Halus, for the Emperor’s sake! Stay in the clouds! Do you want us to get spotted? UP! UP, I SAID!
-We need to go down, Sarge! I can’t fly through this smog! There are so much toxic things in this smog that it spoils my radar, so I can’t manoeuver!
-Go down, then! Stay low as this region has several anti-air cannons… I wouldn’t want to lose one of these so expensive Valkyries for nothing!
-All right, Sarge!”
The pilot pressed a few buttons, typed a few complicated symbols on his flashing keyboard, pulled a crank and the vessel made some strange sounds, as the whole complex mechanism of this masterpiece of technology was moving. The vessel’s jet engine brightened and the Valkirie finally flew down. It flew over the ruined buildings, and nothing seemed to happen. No alerts, no rockets, no fire… The sergeant left the pilot to do his job, opened a little steel door and met up with his 2 squads of about 8 men each. With a grim smile, he said:
“-We’re gonna drop off in a minute, men. Prepare yourselves. Check your guns, check your laser batteries, and check your parachute. I’ll contact each of you by radio once we’ve dropped off. Don’t play heroes, boys. Most of you are conscripts, so you lack of experience. We fight together, or we die alone!
-We fight together, or we die alone!” cheered the men.
Suddenly, a violent explosion made the vessel tremble. The sergeant opened the mobile door of the vessel, and a big bullet almost hit him.
“-Anti-Air, damn it! I told you, Halus! Get us out of here!” yelled the sergeant.
“-OH-NO-OH-NO-OH-NO! WHAT THE HELL? COME ON! COME ON! GO FASTER, YOU RUSTED PIECE OF MECHANIZED SCRAP!
-SWEARING WON’T HELP, HAL’!
-DROP YOUR MEN OFF, DAMN RETARDED SARGE!
-LAND ON ANYTHING, DAMN IT!
-DO YOU WANT MY PLACE? GET OUT!”
The sergeant gave a last look at his old pilot friend and yelled to his men, trying to speak over the noise of the shooting below:
-“GO! GO! GO! JUMP! NOW! COME ON!”
His men obeyed and threw themselves in the chaos of battle. The sergeant jumped and didn’t dare to give a last look at the vessel. The last soldier in the vessel was about to jump, but he hesitated. He didn’t know whether he wanted to die like one of these thousands of conscripts who die each day in the universe. Tybalt ran to the pilot’s cockpit and saw flames all around the vessel. The pilot and Tybalt yelled at each other, as the huge amount of noise made any conversation almost impossible.
-“The reactors are overheating! Jump and let me take care of this, conscript!
-No way! I’m staying with you!
-If you really want to, take a seat and attach your security belt! That’s gonna shake!
-You mean that we’re gonna crash?
-SHUT UP AND DO WHAT I TELL YOU!”
***
The Valkyrie flew during some other seconds, being heavily fired on by the Anti-Air cannons, and crashed hard on the ground, creating a huge cloud of dust and smoke in the war-torn city of Trondforge. Confederation soldiers cheered when they saw the Valkyrie going down, and they were singing war chants with a great enthusiasm. The Artillery Commander saw the ship crashing down.
“Fetch some men to check up this ship. Take any radio recordings and anything you find. Blow it up after”, he said.
***
While, a few yards away, the 2 squads were regrouping. The sergeant had a dead look in his eyes, and any sign of life had almost vanished from his face. Though, he was still alive and in good health for a soldier. He fixed a bayonet on his laser weapon, like his men did after him.
“There’s work to be done, men”, he said with a bitter tone.
Dust and fog were pretty much the only attractions for a soldier in this city-fortress.
et lil´ dédicace à mon oncle, ma tante et mes p´tits cousins qui y habitent 
A part ça, ma maîtrise de l´anglais étant loin de celle de Yohan (même si j´ai pas eu de problème majeur pour comprendre), j´me suis contenté d´enjoyer le texte sans tenter d´analyse. 