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Departing from the orbital station, the dropship zooms (Verb tense needs to be consistent, most of this is in present tense, so anything in past I've changed to present.) into the dark of space as it heads off to the far moon of the planet Haven, Charlotte. Inside the ship are eleven soldiers armored with tough exoskeleton and a frail technician, all wearing oxygen masks. The ten selected soldiers are doing their last preparations before descending on the lunar surface while the squad's leader, Seargeant Harold Chrysler, observes his men as they mockingly joke around the female soldiers. The technician, on the other hand, is praying with rosary in hand, scared for what is ahead of them. The soldiers, of course, laugh at the wuss they think he is. In a matter of minutes, there is a sudden change in altitude.

Pilot: Dropship is entering oxygenized zone. Get ready, folks, we're near the colony.

Without hesitation, Sgt. Chrysler stands up whilst losing balance. He quickly regains it and speaks to the soldiers.

Chrysler: Alright, ya maggots. Once we get down there, I want you to remember two things! First, I don't want you to go off on yer own and wander away from the squad. This ain't a stroll in the park, ya hear me?! Two: don't waste your bullets on some rustle in the bushes. There ain't no one who's gonna give you more bullets. And number three--
Jones: Sir, didn't you say--
Chrysler: SHUT YOUR PIEHOLE, PRIVATE. THERE AIN'T NO TALKING FROM YOU UNLESS I SAY SO.
Pilot: We have arrived at our destination.

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Surfing through the darkness, the dropship now hovers above the dark colony. As the doors open, the soldiers prepare their AERO Packs, devices that function both as hoverpacks and jetpacks, built-in to their battle armor, while the technician wears a separate kind of AERO Pack. With their guns in both hands, the soldiers jump off the ship one by one, followed by the technician and lastly by Chrysler. With the hoverpacks breaking their fall, the soldiers land cautiously in the middle of what seems to be a ruined suburban area. As soon as Chrysler lands, he gets to position and gives a command.

Chrysler: Our priority is to have the colony's commsat fixed. Our little friend here will do all that. It is also our objective to investigate to what happened in this area. Snipers, scout ahead. Assault, search the perimeter. Support, back the Assaults. Heavies, stay with me.