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current_story:these_are_the_times_part_1 [2023/10/01 01:52] – cromwellcurrent_story:these_are_the_times_part_1 [2026/04/30 04:30] (current) – cromwell
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 "C'mon, Cromwell!  Yer puttin' us behind schedule!" echoed the angry Texan voice as it moved away from him with the troopers.  "That looks VERY bad on my report!" "C'mon, Cromwell!  Yer puttin' us behind schedule!" echoed the angry Texan voice as it moved away from him with the troopers.  "That looks VERY bad on my report!"
  
-It took Leon a few more seconds to shake the excess mud off his weapon and check for its operability by tilting it on its side and analyzing the readouts.  He really didn't have to, since Starfleet hand weaponry were designed to handle the most brutal conditions, but his decades-old training on the older Type 3 rifles in the 2260s told him to double check.  As he could hear Hendrix's gruff diatribe to the hazard team down the path, Leon was hesitant to move on before slogging himself out of the muck.  After a moment, he clumsily trotted up to the assembled troopers, taking his place near one of the ensigns who formed the lead end of a squad formation.+It took Leon a few more seconds to shake the excess mud off his weapon and check for its operability by tilting it on its side and analyzing the readouts.  He really didn't have to, since Starfleet hand weaponry were designed to handle the most brutal conditions, but his decades-old training on the older Type 3 rifles in the 2360s told him to double check.  As he could hear Hendrix's gruff diatribe to the hazard team down the path, Leon was hesitant to move on before slogging himself out of the muck.  After a moment, he clumsily trotted up to the assembled troopers, taking his place near one of the ensigns who formed the lead end of a squad formation.
  
 "That was PITIFUL!" shouted Hendrix angrily, walking back and forth in front of the line of soldiers standing at attention.  "Absolutely PITIFUL!"  The rain did not let up, and as it collected on the commander's wide-brimmed ranchers hat, it poured off the back in a steady current while he whipped his head from side to side, glaring at each trooper in front of him.  "Yer approach to the bunker was slow, yer battle wedge formation was broken up in three places, and some idiot blew up the wrong cave!  Who WAS that?  Johnson?" he targeted one of the troops.  "Was it you YOU?  Were YOU the one who tossed that photon grenade in the wrong direction??" "That was PITIFUL!" shouted Hendrix angrily, walking back and forth in front of the line of soldiers standing at attention.  "Absolutely PITIFUL!"  The rain did not let up, and as it collected on the commander's wide-brimmed ranchers hat, it poured off the back in a steady current while he whipped his head from side to side, glaring at each trooper in front of him.  "Yer approach to the bunker was slow, yer battle wedge formation was broken up in three places, and some idiot blew up the wrong cave!  Who WAS that?  Johnson?" he targeted one of the troops.  "Was it you YOU?  Were YOU the one who tossed that photon grenade in the wrong direction??"
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