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Current assignment:
Operation
Description of Operation:
Following the glassing of Arcadia by covenant forces, the prowler Pale Rider was able to record the exit vectors for multiple covenant vessels. Following initial reconnaissance by the 3rd prowler flotilla, DESRON 35 is ordered to perform reconnaissance in force along the promising exit vectors.
Objectives:
1) Locate and identify covenant logistics and support infrastructure
2) Engage targets of opportunity
3) Survive and return home
Assigned vessels:
>6x Halberd class destroyers
>3x Able class heavy destroyers
>3x Resolute class destroyers
>4x DCS Unmanned supply vessels
Operational status:
Ongoing
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You hate cryosleep.
Cryosleep itself isn’t something too bad, at least at the start. It’s just a case of breathing in and letting the aesthetics and other gasses put you to sleep. Sure, there was the possibility of the pod failing, but the emergency auto-cycle was usually enough to allow the person in the failing pod to get out and receive medical attention from the ship’s automated medical facilities. And the chances were usually fairly slim.
No, getting in the pod isn’t the part you hate. It’s getting out of it.
As with many times before, you’re awoken from your dreamless sleep with a start. The drugs used to wake you up are meant to do it gently, but your body’s natural reaction to having your lungs choked with slime really puts a fire under your ass. The near complete inability to breathe provides both the motivation to move, and the brunt of your hate for the process.
You snap open your eyes, and you’re almost instantly blinded by the You awoke from your deep sleep almost blind, with your vision blurry and your throat and lungs filled with slime.
“Commander, please sit up and cough.” A familiarly robotic voice advises as you fumble for the edge of your cryopod. Thankfully, this time you only have to cough before you’re <span class="mu-i">rewarded</span> by a long stream of clear fluids flowing out of your mouth. A mix of chemicals and medicines designed to stop your respiratory system from collapsing while you were asleep, and to help replace the nutrients your body lost during that time.
Still, would it really kill the egg heads to make it not taste like something you’d feed to prisoners?
"Are you alright sir?" The voice asked with a note of what you hoped was artificial concern. "Would you like some assistance?"
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