Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-67.22.249.68-20141215043138/@comment-67.22.249.68-20141227002617

Delta Commander sat staring at the grav-ball court. The four Delta Dragoons were playing. It was George Blysdant, the melee specialist, and Harry Smith, his second-in-command, were playing the twins, Alex the team sniper/scout/assassin and Adam their engineer/vehicle expert (these are filler people, so if someone else joins they'll take one of their places), and the twins were winning by one.

Delta sighed. Their underground base was holding up, he didn't think they knew where they were yet, but it was only a matter of time. Unless he could get operation "Genesis Ark" into full swing they'd end up just like the other four lances.

Suddenly, images swam through Delta's head....

The five lances were walking through a grassy valley. The helicopters had just landed in a forest clearing to allow the Lances access to the new area.

"Alright Wolf Dragoons." Alpha Commander called out. "See that cave over there?" He pointed to a yawning black hole in the side of a rock face. "That's the entrance to what we believe is a base for these mysterious lifeforms."

"If there are any." Beta Commander said. "Let's not rush to any conclusions here, I mean just because we got a few readings doesn't mean there are actually other life-forms."

"Oh, you're far too timid, Beta." Gamma said in a quiet yet powerful voice. "Personally, I hope there are aliens in there, and that they're hostile, so that we can show them the why Wolf Dragoons are the vanguard of Humankind's armies. I haven't bashed any heads for too long."

"I think you're safe, Beta." Delta said. "The odds of actually finding an alien species on this planet are very small, and the odds of them being hostile are even smaller. So logically speaking, there will probably be humans in there, if there's anything at all."

"It matters not." Epsilon said. "Let come what may, as long as we destroy the threat."

"Right." Alpha said. "Just follow my lead, and the lead of Alpha Lance, and we'll all come out alive."

(in case you haven't noticed, I call each lance commander by their lance's name, like alpha, beta, and delta. Also, each commander represents something different. Alpha represents confidence, Beta represents caution, Gamma represents aggression, Delta represents logic, and Epsilon represents courage. All are good things to have in battle.)

They got into the cave. They had to walk a very long way before they reached an entrance.

Underneath the ground, at the end of the long cave, there sat some sort of underground fortress. There were no visible defenses and no soldiers. The fortress looked abandoned. But it was a sign of life.

There were four entrances. Alpha turned to all the rest. "Alright, Dragoons. We're going in. Beta Lance, Gamma Lance and Epsilon Lance will come with Alpha Lance, and we'll split up to search this building. Delta Lance, you stay behind and guard our escape route. If we lose this position, we lose everything. And whatever happens, don't use your comms. We have no idea what kind of tech these people have."

"But sir," the Alpha Lance sergeant said. "this fortress looks ancient. It's made using stone bricks! It has no defenses, nor visible technolocy of any kind!"

"That's no reason to get complacent. Now, move out!" The other four Lances disappeared inside the fortress, leaving Delta Lance to guard the entrance. Delta turned to his soldiers. "Phalanx core formation, men. Deploy auto shield barricades." The four Dragoons formed a line, Delta Commander a few feet behind, and slightly higher up. They each took a small black ball from their belt, and pressed a button. The orb hovered for a moment, then split in two, and floated to the sides of each Dragoon. They then proceeded to project a semicircle blue shield in front of each. The Dragoons crouched down behind the semi-circles, forming automatic cover. The Dragoons all pulled out their respective weapons, some of them checking ammo. Alex, like a proper sniper, took out his gun, looked through the scope, and ceased moving. Adam whipped out his pulse pistol, Harry prepped his plasma rifle, and George readied his spear. Delta took out his tesla coil and inserted a fresh battery.

Hours later, Delta was getting nervous. It shouldn't be taking the others this long...