Asteroid Blues

A cargo hauler from Vector Shipping docked at bay 63. Of course, a sizable electronic data trail existed for Vector Shipping. Purchases, travel logs, everything. But extensive legwork told a different story. No one informant designation ANGUS had spoken to had any recollection of these interactions.

"Standard procedure, people. A team of ALEPH operators got here a few minutes ago. They were never here, and neither were we." Qadir led her team along a low wall, until she came into view of a bounty hunter, nominally security for the ship.

"Eyes on a dakini." Tawfiq's voice came in clear from the other side of the docking bay. "Awaiting orders."

"Confirmed, mukhtar. Fire on my mark." Before Qadir could give the order, an explosion boomed throughout the chamber. A streak of light fell from the room, the flame of the drop troop's retro-thrusters eventually giving way to a mass of belly fat and fried noodles.

The porcine yuan yuan lumbered towards the mukhtar team and directly into a hail of viral fire. Still stunned by the unexpected arrival from above, Tawfiq only noticed the arrival of a blonde woman after the aeromobile unit ahead of her fell to her submachine gun. Tawfiq responded with two shots from her own rifle, easily dispatching the woman. "Posthuman down."

"Move up!" Qadir looked back at the team behind her. "Don't get pinned here." The Namurr edged along the walkway, popping shots at a few remotes and operators along the way.

Tawfiq, hearing the order, moved up with her own team, gunning a dakini down herself. Al-Amin, her doctor, made a move towards one of the ship's security, but was forced down by enemy fire.

A mechanical quadruped stalked between stacks of crates. After a few moments of tracking it, the beast barreled around a waste container and towards the mukhtar team, towards Tawfiq's gun.

Qadir looked over her shoulder to see the team bunching up behind her. "Spread out! Act like you've done this before!" Turning back toward the enemy, she saw a naga right in from of her, a swarm of nanobots emerging from its body.

The namurr rolled toward the enemy in front of her, drawing her pistol as she went. The khawarij behind her surged into the melee, quickly dropping the naga in a flurry of swords and pistols.

Qadir and al-Mufti rushed forward with the remainder of their team, clearing out the remained of the ALEPH operators in the landing bay.

(OSS turn 3 consisted of a few risky plays with his remaining models that didn't work. My turn 3 consisted of pushing buttons and killing remaining models to max out points.)