After weeks of perpetual raids and skirmishes, today was the day. Yesterday as we were scouting the surroundings of the Drakoshi outpost we spotted something. A massive gap in their defences.
Without supply to meet their demand, the Vim generators had gone offline. The entire base was exposed. It was the time to wipe this section of the planet out.
The plan was simple. Everyone except myself had headed east. There they would act as an anchor. Fighting for as long as they could, drawing away as many Drakoshi as they could so my job could go smoother.
I was nervous though. Not because the plan had flaws. No. The plan itself was tactically sound. The main issue I currently had was that in my hand I was carrying a small sphere with contents inside that could kill me instantly if I damaged the casing.
