Kaelen was the first out of the wreckage. The silence of the fringe was broken by the rhythmic thrum of Henterian drones. These weren't the clunky models from the earlier chapters of the war; they were sleek, silent, and lethal.
The firefight was a blur of neon tracer rounds and shattering stone. Kaelen felt the kick of his rifle, the weight of the Republic’s "Update 2" reinforcements finally arriving in the form of an automated turret drop. HC3-PK (Update2 ver. 5$ ).rar
He looked at his data-pad. A notification blinked: Update 3 Pending. Kaelen was the first out of the wreckage
Their mission was simple: stabilize Sector 7, a region where gravity was more of a suggestion than a law. As Kaelen’s squad descended in a rattling dropship, he looked out at the landscape. Shards of obsidian-like rock floated above rivers of liquid mercury. The firefight was a blur of neon tracer
"Form a perimeter!" Elara shouted, her fingers flying over a holographic interface as she tried to reboot their shields.
"Stay sharp," whispered Elara, the squad's tech specialist. "The locals don't like the 'Peace' we're bringing. They’ve been scavenging the old v.4 tech, and it’s made them twitchy."