"Do you like to eat," Sergeant Belmont said turning to her, "there is a farm down there that supports the Alliance. We are simply going to drop by and borrow some of their grain reserves." He turned to Sky and whispered something to him. He nodded in response as he told the group to follow him. He lead them through their Scav Hold which then opened up to a cargo bay.

"Alright, we will be exiting here," Sergeant Belmont began, "we'll exit the airship following orders per Sky, and we will hit their stockholds. You three there. Your mission is to hit their stockpile, you know what to do. Natasha, you are with me, and Snippy over there will provide us with overwatch. Your rifles are very accurate, squeeze the trigger. Don't pull. If any of you hesitate, I won't hesitate to kill you. When one of you hesitates, we die." During Sergeant Belmonts speech, the airship roared to a start and started to work its way towards the farm. Like every raid, the farmers had anti-airship measures, which were pretty much flare guns. They'd blast them up into the air in hopes of hitting an opening.

"Any questions," Sergeant Belmont asked as he grabbed a rope steadying himself.