Having found a helicopter in the compound the party knew the only way to get home was to find someone capable of flying it.
Who? None of the party could do it and even if they could capture a human pilot, they were unlikely to be wiling to help the resistance, in short, they had no way of using Commander Vultas's chopper and felt they there days were numbered as several of the party were in a really bad way, after everything the started to except their fate, taking some pride in the fact they had done what they cam to do.
Then their luck changed again and they intercepted a message from a down ship, a distressed message, they ship was destroyed but the pilot was alive, and importantly close by.
All they needed to do was get there, keep the pilot safe and then return to fly away, as simple plan but they new it wasn't going to be easy.
They party were now all suffering from their wounds but continued to battle on. Ragnar was unable to stand and could not help with this mission so stayed at the chopper and hoped that his new companions would return for him soon.
The humans had suffered a big loss and even though their commander and several of their own had already been claimed by this party of resistance that just refused to give up and die, they had a job to do and not doing that job would have consequences so they fought hard.
The party had come through worse in the past days and having successfully killed Commander Vultas they had a new found confidence and that confidence brought with it results. They fought hard and came together well as a team.
They had done it, they had saved the pilot, they had the helicopter, time to leave... but they hadn't got clearance to take off, and the air defensive systems were still active...
One last mission, destroy the defensive system, one last mission that could see all of our party make it home!
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