Max Deveros was hating the cold. Despite the warm winter coat, and the heat on high in the cockpit of his Training Strider, he could still feel that deep down inner core cold. When their patrol was over, he was spending all of his free time in the showers.
He kind of wondered why anyone would want to live up here, all he saw were blizzard filled skies and an endless field of snow. But a few months ago, Colony General Malthus had given his life to defend this forgotten coastline from invasion, and the EEF would be damned if it was all for nothing.
But from Max’s point of view, it was just a waste of time. Most of the lands up here were owned by the Northern Kingdoms. The EEF owned a little slice that ran from the Glacial Research Station to the coast. On one side was the neutral Northern Kingdom of Jemison Post, named after a famous Earther astronaut.
On the other side of their territory was the lands of the Hobtla Mag’ol. Nasty little white fur Olgogs known for eating anyone they find. Things had gotten worse over the last couple of months since the invasion. It seemed a whole army of Cambions serving the illuminated Unixah had landed here, and were supposed to help the invasion. But when the invasion failed, Unixah married the Olgog Emperor Hobtla Mag’ol and intergrated her forces with his.
From Max’s perspective this was all political nonsense, but he had seen the white fur olgogs of the Hobtla Mag’ol watching their patrols with interest. But when they began tunneling towards the EEFers with speed, Max was a little surprised. He raised the alert just in time as the attack began.
A pitched battle is going on between an EEF platoon and its strider support near the Glacial Research Station. On one side is the EEFers, 24 soldiers and one strider. On the other is a combined group of 35 Hobtla Mag’ol Olgog warriors (F.S. 5, Water 3, Shadow 3).