Chapter 3 Submission (First)

SUBMITTED BY: CPT Longstreet / Demon CO / 1st Brigade / Imperial Army
HOLONET REGISTRATION: <FriederLeimenstoll@gmx.de
SUBMITTED ON: 2008.05.16

The moon was still visible, even through the top of his tent. Tent? `Why am I sleeping in a tent? And why am I already awake?` the Major asked himself and locked on his watch, showing 4 in the night (local time) Lighting a smoke he thought that it might come from the tall guy standing in front of him. `Tall guy …` was all the mind needed and Longstreet turned up with a throwing knife, one of those he always kept in his reach. Then he looked upon the face of the guy, showing an amused Glendon.

Hm, Lieutenant Glendon, with all those predator animals and rebellious religious fanatics on those planets I´d prefer to die on something else then on heart attack!” Major Longstreet said. “Yes Sir,” the Lieutenant answered “Beg your pardon, Sir.” “What are you doing here at this damn time at all?” Longstreet asked while putting on his boots, getting the prompt answer “Orders.”.

Walking out of the tent Major Longstreet greeted the two men who were on guard for his tent; Sergeants Ghor and Hennings, and afterward asked himself why he thought of `Imperial Youth` when seeing them.

“So, what´s up with orders?” he asked. “Sir, it seems that General Fel has ordered the 1st Brigade into combat within next days. So you are called to meeting with the brigade officers right, well, now.” “Now? Am I Executive Officer of this Brigade to get all news after the men I have to care for got them?” he mumbled as he went to the command tent.

Entering the tent it was clear that more men then Colonel Branet were there. Beeing XO for about a month now the faces of the men were clearly identable for him. He could spot Captain Felth, the most senior of the company-commanders, serving longer then any other men at this rank. Near him Captain Tovakinpi, promoted to Captain just 3 days ago, but, as his men sometimes said, still looking like a Lieutenant. Next to him stood JLT Pharaxes, the XO of Glendon, who already joined his subordinate.

A pint away stood 2 more men. One was rather young, of strong build and clear eyes. It way Lieutenant Burton, having joined the rows of the
COs of the Brigade just a month ago. He was, despite his age, one of the few who reached the rank of SSG before getting a commission, and already had a combat reputation that others would need 20 years for. A promising young officer the man beside him was not so old himself, but still looked older than most of them. Of well features and good spirit it was Colonel Branet, the Colonel of the 1st Brigade; and Senior Brigade Commander. Now all the officers were there, and after the usual greetings the meeting begun.

“Gentlemen,” the Colonel begun “it´s quite simple. We aren´t on guard duty any longer - we are on mission again. Actually, we are on campaign. It was not planned by us alone, so be prepared to get some naval action for us, too. However, before coming with that we should start from the beginning. As I said, time to rumble and roll out is is x+2. Operation has been named by High Command ... `Outer Sectors II`”