Tiaz Raydari
Champion of Khorne
The 82nd Meridian Firebase.
Small Firebase situated in Cyrodiil, Home to roughly two hundred soldiers, eighty of them are ground combat based. They take part in the recon and tactics part of the Imperial operations. One of those squads serve directly under Captain Myron Goldman; They take part in search and destroy operations and other major ones that are in other provinces. They have gained and lost so much from this war already, roughly one in twenty recruits die because of fear alone while others die because of the stress of war, losing well known friends, squad mates and sometimes accidently killing civilians. The remaining men of this firebase serve as pilots, mess hall sergeants, guardsmen, and various other tasks.
"Wish I could stay in bed, with you but sadly I've got to report to general Adams in the control room," Myron said while sliding on his trousers.
"Sometimes I just wish this war would end so you and I could live a normal life, and I was lucky enough to get a five day pass. Too many wounded are coming in and trust me its getting real crowded in the hospitals," Claretta replied.
"Well hopefully I get to see you before you run back off, better get going," Myron quickly kissed Claretta and she returned it. He walking out of his quarters and brushed his hands along his face, "Need to shave soon, don't want the general on my case."
Two soldiers who stood guarding the control room quickly saluted Myron as he walked into it, "At ease," he quickly said. "Sergeant. Lieutenant. Status report." Myron greeted the two men already waiting inside.
"Captain, new recruits are due to arrive today and a Thalmor group has been sighted south of our position. Also here's the recruit roster," The Sergeant replied before awaiting for his next orders, Myron took the roster and searched the names.
"Tell Private Thomas Gemain to report to my office when he arrives, he seems fit for my squad. Take the rest and give them their duties and suitable positions," Myron dismissed the Sergeant before turning to the Lieutenant, "The general waiting?"
"Yes sir, I've got him on the radio and he really wants to speak to you," the Lieutenant said before handing Myron the radio.
"General,"
"Captain, how are things going on your end?"
"Good sir, very good. What do you need of me?"
"Well in a week or two I'm going to be coming down to inspect the base with a friend of mine you might known, also I've got a mission for you."
"What's the mission sir?"
"Basically the same old stuff, we have reports of a Thalmor supply dump roughly south of your position."
"Well then that confirms our reports of Thalmor movement, what are your orders?"
"Move out in two days and destroy that dump, bad enough they have weapons and now they moving them up here for something big. Whatever its for, just get rid of those weapons so we can sleep peacefully."
The radio buzzed off and Myron quickly turned towards the entrance of the control room,"I wish my men could sleep just as peacefully as you could too,"
As he got outside to greet the cold morning he heard someone call out, "Mortar!" before hearing a loud explosion just outside of the base. Myron quickly hit the dirt and said,"Just another day."
Small Firebase situated in Cyrodiil, Home to roughly two hundred soldiers, eighty of them are ground combat based. They take part in the recon and tactics part of the Imperial operations. One of those squads serve directly under Captain Myron Goldman; They take part in search and destroy operations and other major ones that are in other provinces. They have gained and lost so much from this war already, roughly one in twenty recruits die because of fear alone while others die because of the stress of war, losing well known friends, squad mates and sometimes accidently killing civilians. The remaining men of this firebase serve as pilots, mess hall sergeants, guardsmen, and various other tasks.
"Wish I could stay in bed, with you but sadly I've got to report to general Adams in the control room," Myron said while sliding on his trousers.
"Sometimes I just wish this war would end so you and I could live a normal life, and I was lucky enough to get a five day pass. Too many wounded are coming in and trust me its getting real crowded in the hospitals," Claretta replied.
"Well hopefully I get to see you before you run back off, better get going," Myron quickly kissed Claretta and she returned it. He walking out of his quarters and brushed his hands along his face, "Need to shave soon, don't want the general on my case."
Two soldiers who stood guarding the control room quickly saluted Myron as he walked into it, "At ease," he quickly said. "Sergeant. Lieutenant. Status report." Myron greeted the two men already waiting inside.
"Captain, new recruits are due to arrive today and a Thalmor group has been sighted south of our position. Also here's the recruit roster," The Sergeant replied before awaiting for his next orders, Myron took the roster and searched the names.
"Tell Private Thomas Gemain to report to my office when he arrives, he seems fit for my squad. Take the rest and give them their duties and suitable positions," Myron dismissed the Sergeant before turning to the Lieutenant, "The general waiting?"
"Yes sir, I've got him on the radio and he really wants to speak to you," the Lieutenant said before handing Myron the radio.
"General,"
"Captain, how are things going on your end?"
"Good sir, very good. What do you need of me?"
"Well in a week or two I'm going to be coming down to inspect the base with a friend of mine you might known, also I've got a mission for you."
"What's the mission sir?"
"Basically the same old stuff, we have reports of a Thalmor supply dump roughly south of your position."
"Well then that confirms our reports of Thalmor movement, what are your orders?"
"Move out in two days and destroy that dump, bad enough they have weapons and now they moving them up here for something big. Whatever its for, just get rid of those weapons so we can sleep peacefully."
The radio buzzed off and Myron quickly turned towards the entrance of the control room,"I wish my men could sleep just as peacefully as you could too,"
As he got outside to greet the cold morning he heard someone call out, "Mortar!" before hearing a loud explosion just outside of the base. Myron quickly hit the dirt and said,"Just another day."