"I can't help but feel the relation of Nelvaan to Rhen Var. Cold, brittle, and generally unwelcoming."
But hey, at least I'm with friends. It isn't so bad. Charlie squad and I had been left to pick up the pieces from the rest of the 707th; the rest of our boys had left quite a mess. What was once a comm tower had been left almost unrecognizable, with the entire top half split in two and debris had littered the ground at the base of the structure. It was quite the scene. However, you can't blame them, can you? Given a gun and a few explosives, the Techno Union CP seemed like a haven for destruction. Those who hadn't been killed took the opportunity to mount the heads of their kills on fractured pipes and such. It was disgusting, but amusing.
Mission 9.1 in the 457th Corps.