[b][u]Sand Straits of Ak'Aria[/u][/b]
To be assigned to the Sand Straits is considered the worst among the ranks of the Jalaryian Crusaders. The long, unbearable hot days, the daily bombardments from the Hegemony or worse, Höllefeuer raiding parties, and this group in particular were quite infamous among the Jalaryians stationed in the Sand Straits, striking at supply convoys and crippling the garrisons for days on end. The Commander, the infamously named "Desert Fox", is both brilliant and brutal. Heavy causalities from both foes, outstretching of forces to defend the convoys, and artillery strikes have taken a great toll on morale, but they struggle on, lest they lose another foothold on Anuria. 

[b][u]Entrenchment Third Defensive Line[/u][/b]
Ualis Issar, an Naasi member of the Order of the Knights Templar, looking through a specially designed visor made for his species and the Argoshans. It seemed more like a helmet of sorts. He was watching and observing for any sings of hostile activity. 

From behind, another member of the Order, a human in his late fifties by the name of Sionis, the one in command of this encampment. "Nothing yet?" He asked. Ualis raised the helmet, placing it onto a crate, and shook his head to the Knight-Commander. "Afraid not, Sir." he replied, followed by several loud booms, no doubt it was Hegemony Artillery strikes. Sionis then placed his fingers over his right ear. "Recon Team One, report!"

"Knight-Commander! We've been spotted! We're underfire and have taken casualties!" 

"Remain where you are, we'll-"

Sionis however, was put to a brief pause as he heard a loud roar from above, one of the Hegemony's Guns may have misfired as the roaring of a artillery round making its descent became louder and louder until, not too far from the Knights, the round hit their rear positions, a cloud of smoke and sand rising. "By the Everliving!" Sionis cried out, they both and many others within the vicinity rushed thorough the labyrinth of trenches and tunnels to arrive to the blast zone, and it was absolutely horrific.

What was a small lodging area for soldiers of this sub-sector, was a bloody mess, men and women who were simply resting after long hours, now were blown to bits among twisted metal, burning wood and sand. "By the father.." Ualis said, looking to the Knight-Commander who had immediately knelt down, praying for these unfortunate souls, and without hesitation, knelt down as well. For but a brief moment, there was silence.

Sionis raised up, his expressions filled with anger. "Recon Team, find a safe place, reinforcements are on their way."

"Roger that, sir, over and out." He turned to Ualis. "Have your team ready, I want the 477th Vanguard to relief the Recon Team and assault enemy positions. We put an end to this now..."