The engines of one hundred mercenary gunships roared through the narrow gorge of the Western Approach Valley, echoing off the sheer granite cliffs.
Sleek, black-hulled attack craft flew in tight formation between the jagged mountain peaks, their twin plasma cannons humming with lethal charge.
"They are flying low beneath our long-range radar horizon," Ava observed from her sniper perch on the cliff edge.
"The Directorate paid a massive bounty to hire the Black Talon mercenary fleet," Ava reported, adjusting the magnification on her thermal optic scope.
"Each vessel is equipped with twin rotary plasma cannons and automated missile pods," Ava added, tracking the lead craft's flight vectors.
"They brought thirty specialized boarding transports designed to capture high-value awakened targets alive," Ava noted, pointing out the modified prisoner hulls.
"They have reinforced prisoner cages welded directly into the cargo bays," Ava explained, zooming in on the dark iron bars.
