Drakojan Skies =5= Warhound by TheMakoHighlander, literature
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Drakojan Skies =5= Warhound
11:30, April 29th, 2518.
Lakshmana.
Fithkaran Peninsula, Kagrumez.
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Over the past few days, the team, known to the Nachenyu as the "1st Drakojan Knights" as they were christened by J'zarga, had been spending their time preparing for future conflicts. After the battle in the desert, most of the team's electronic warfighting gear had broken and fried up aswell as ruining the uniforms a bit, making the helmets and some of the GPS maps useless, so they decided to just resort to going without headgear and navigating old-school. The morning sun was clear overhead. Gareth, MacKenzie and their teams were going through their fitness pa
Drakojan Skies =4= A Desert Storm by TheMakoHighlander, literature
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Drakojan Skies =4= A Desert Storm
07:00, April 20th, 2518.
Lakshmana.
Fithkaran Peninsula, Kagrumez.
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Gareth and the EDU garrison had gathered in the large Drakojan barracks as they and the Drakojans prepared for the coming battle. Gareth's team had already triple-checked their gear and would've been ready to depart for the desert fortress hours ago. As MacKenzie's team loaded their weapons with ammunition and the Drakojans prepared their warfighting gear - spears, daggers and wristguns. As some of the EDU soldiers helped the Drakojans strap on their armour and checked eachother's gear, MacKenzie walked into the barracks with important news, "Lads, slight chang
Drakojan Skies =3= Breaking News by TheMakoHighlander, literature
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Drakojan Skies =3= Breaking News
20:56, April 18th, 2518.
Lakshmana.
Fithkaran Peninsula, Kagrumez.
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"So," Nayuda said after clearing his throat, "I see some of you are rather surprised to see that we Drakojans have access to highly sophisticated natural technology."
"It does have a tendency to stand out," Gareth replied. "Such as the tools you use to heal your patients" Gordon said as he looked over to Emera, "You'd hardly think this kind of stuff existed outside the NHS". Emera returned the look and nodded, taking a bite into a piece of bread. "Indeed". "The Drakojans have access to some of the highest, most advanced technologies" Moore told Gordon. Nete
Drakojan Skies =2= Contact by TheMakoHighlander, literature
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Drakojan Skies =2= Contact
06:55, April 18th, 2518.
Woodland clearing.
Fithkaran Peninsula, Kagrumez.
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The team scattered - grabbing their weapons, just as Byrd ran in front of them.
"Stop! If we open fire, that thing will tear Ross to bits!"
The team kept their weapons raised, then Moore lowered his rifle and slowly slung his rifle over his back, as not to alarm the Drakojan. He held his arms wide apart, to signify he was harmless and moved forward slowly towards the Drakojan. His brown, almost orange skin had textures of black tiger stripes, the underbelly a very dark brown, almost black. He wore the standard tribal gear. An earring from which long
Drakojan Skies =1= Fithkara by TheMakoHighlander, literature
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Drakojan Skies =1= Fithkara
21:57, April 17th, 2518.
EDU Sierra Orbital Platform.
Atmospheric Orbit, Kagrumez.
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Water glistened off the surface of a vast, blue ocean, emitting a blueish aura around the area of the planet below the massive orbital station. Ships of varying sizes, shapes and origins swarmed this area of the planet's orbit. Many of them belonged to a unified Human military force - the Earth Defence Union, or EDU. The military had been deployed to the planet of Kagrumez - the homeplanet of a sentient dragon-like species called "Drakojans" - to counter the ever-present threat of violent paramilitary and insurgent forces that were beginning to
Midnight. It was dark, but yet, he was awake, and the adrenaline was rushing through this veins. He only wore his camouflage outfit, his equipment would make him too heavy. He hadn't slept the entire night, this event had kept him awake. Now, he was making his way through the forest, with his rifle on his back.
He slowly slid down the rocks, into the river, and swam towards the other shore. There, he started to make his way up the mountain, through the bushes.
He had spent three hours on his journey, and now he had arrived at his destination. He laid down, brought his rifle in position, shut his left eye, and peeked through the scope.
The
Dzerzhinski's Heirs Ch.2 by redprussian, literature
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Dzerzhinski's Heirs Ch.2
On a lonesome road on the land, Private Jimmy Sanchez cursed the bad luck his Regiment had. They had the order to move into Berlin, because for some reason, someone in a higher office decided to reinforce the garrison. For reasons way beyond his understanding, his US-Army Infantry Regiment was allowed to do the trip by road. However, both karma and wasteful american motors being a bitch, some douche had miscalculated the amount of fuel needed for the trip and the entire convoy was stuck in the middle of nowhere. Also known as Pommerania.
Finding fuel now, was the priority because it would be embarrasing if the entire unit would need to be ref