Asteroid Blues

0600 Hours Novvy Bangkok Xarak Battery

As the dawn was coming the Tartary forces had already started to take up positions according to their orders.
The two hours since the mission briefing felt like just a few moments ago. Lt. Zoya Petrova was feeling content. She had gotten the extra resources that she had requested for the mission.
Yuri from the Veteran Kazak regiment. Greg from the Irmandinho troops regiment. Boris, the spec.ops. doctor. No less than three Streloks had joined from the Kazak reconnaissance unit. Not to forget Oleg from the Kazak Spetsnaz regiment.
With all of these reinforcements she was certain that the mission would be a success. The Intel stated that there was a small force of Haqqislam forces in the outskirts of the Xarak Battery. It was not much but at least a small payback for the recent attacks from the Haqqislam forces on Novvy Bangkok.
The Streloks had taken up forward positions on both flanks as well in the middle of the field. One of them, taking on the roll as liaison officer, was deployed on the right flank.
Lt. Zoya Petrova was feeling annoyed. They knew the enemy was close but still no engagement. Their camouflaged troops had reported that the enemy scouts was intensifying the attempts to find them.
Suddenly the first sounds of gunfight echoed through the cold morning air. On the left flank one of the Streloks had encountered an enemy Naffatún. A loud roar as of dragon fire sounded and a short burst of gunfire. And then there was only silence.

“Left flank report in” – Lt. Zoya Petrova said into the comms. There was only silence.
"And so it begins" - she said quietly to herself and then gave the command to engage.

Almost as if shot out of a cannon Greg the Irmandinho advanced. In a distance a shot echoed, Greg reacted quickly as usual and with his characteristic shout “SMOOOOKE” he threw a grenade in his own path.

The fire team consisting of linekazaks, a frontovik and the Veteran Kazak Yuri started to move out. Yuri let his heavy machine gun sound once. And then another time with two quick bursts. Two enemys fell. An enemy Ghulam as well as the Farzan on the hilltop straight ahead.

“Advance!” Lt. Zoya Petrova said through the comms while the fire team took up good firing positions.
“Right flank antenna connected!” the right flank Strelok reported.

“Enemy spotted! Hunzakut! Taking cover” came from the central Strelok.
“Oleg! Take care of the threat!” Lt. Zoya Petrova ordered.

The Spetsnaz that earlier had taken up positions overlooking the battlefield revealed himself and let loose a burst from his heavy machine gun.
“Threat neutralized!” he reported with heavy accent.
“Take suppressive positions” – Lt. Zoya Petrova ordered.
“Suppressing fire” - Both the central Strelok and Oleg said in unison over the comms.

Suddenly a grenade flew through the air and connected with the central Strelok. Shortly thereafter a heavy infantry armored Fasid climbed over a tech container.

”For Dawn” - Oleg the Spetsnaz shouted as he opened up burst after burst in the direction of the Fasid. The Fasid responded with a few bursts of his own from his heavy machine gun. Suddenly Oleg´s heavy machine gun came to a halt. A silent gurgling sound could be heard through the comms. Lt. Zoya Petrova understood that Oleg had fallen to the Fasids onslaught.

Greg the Irmandinho charged at the Fasids position right by the central tech coffin. His advance was halted by a detonation and several gunshots. He died instantly from the mine as the shock from getting his leg blown off was too much for him to handle. At least he managed to pull the trigger on his chain rifle thus taking down an enemy Dailami who was holding the perimeter.

“Move in for a final push” – Lt. Zoya Petrova commanded as the fire team with Yuri as leader advanced.
One long burst from Yuri´s heavy machine gun dropped the Fasid and now the path was free.

Yuri, who was caring the data pack moved in to control the tech coffin. The liaison officer on the right flank moved in to take control over the antenna that he previously connected. Lt. Zoya Petrova took the fire team along the left flank towards the last antenna.

Suddenly an enemy Naffatún who had been hiding behind the antenna appeared. Boris, the doctor, pulled the trigger on his shotgun and in the same moment became engulfed by the flames from the Naffatúns heavy flamethrower.

Lt. Zoya Petrova did not hesitate. She quickly moved in to take control over the last antenna. The mission was prioritized. - "Some casualties is acceptable-", she said to herself.

Epilog.
0605 Hours Novvy Bangkok Xarak Battery.
The battle had been a success. The only casualty was Greg. He had bled out within seconds. The rest of the crew would recover. For Dawn! For Ariadna! Salut!