Many of the soldiers cheered, likely out of their own pride in their own abilities rather than their faith in God. Not many of these men knew what they were walking into. A scorching desert where savage tribesmen ruled, sure everyone knew that. But the EDF were a powerful foe. They didn't match the strength they once had, but they were still a threat, and a full invasion force meant they had most of their forces moving in, while the Talon were only deploying support squads. After all, they were asked for artillery and heavy weapons support, not a full scale defensive operation.

A buzzing sound suddenly echoed through the transport and lights flashed all over. "Got a fighter on our tail, doesn't match EDF or Gazere. Looks like a south fighter."

A black fighter with red glowing symbols trailed the transport, but didn't attack. It was well into Gazere territory, where it had no right to be. But the transport was defenseless and couldn't really do anything about that. "Support is on the way, let's hope they stick to their passive aggressive tendencies we have seen these last few months."

Sure enough, the fighter just followed the transport for a while before breaking off. It had the ability to shoot down the transport, and even circle back and kill any survivors, but for some reason the Kuth had been avoiding conflict the last few months. Of course, they still got close to their enemy, such as the scout Thaddeus met on the boarder. It was as if they were watching closely, but not truly interacting with the Talon.

It wasn't long before two Talon fighters flew in to escort the transport, another three breaking off to search the area. The Kuth fighter however was long gone.