Scout Regiment Aot Novels & Stories

“Commander Yorkshire, I want to know if all your people have assembled. If you’re done, I think it's time for us to head out.” Although Lorna was talking to Cougar, her eyes were fixed on Philip. Cougar said heartily, “We’re all prepared, just waiting to head out!” Hearing that, Lorna said with a smile, “Okay then, please send your scout team ahead!” The scout team was responsible for detecting dangers and finding the correct route for the group at large. Cougar immediately selected two scout teams and said, “You two teams, follow Commander Finn's scout team and head into the depths!”

She peeked her head up to look at them through the door window, confirming they were the two from earlier. One was a Scout breed, bred by the Aliane to track anything no mater how old the sent was. Once they picked up on the trail the only ways to get them off it was either to start a fire around the area or to shoot them. The other was a Hunter breed. Hunter breeds are stronger than the Scout breed, so they were often paired up. The Scout would track the target while the Hunter would chase it down. The third breed type is Soldier; a K9 bred to be large and strong, used almost exclusivly during raids and battles.

Maybe the Alpha saw it fit to do this because he had his cousin as beta. “They have been here since their arrival, waiting for you.” Said Callawn, “Whenever you're ready, cousin.” He added, standing next to Regan. Regan scanned the men closely, their foreign scents filling his nose. He knew when he marked them and pronounced them Cresthowl pack warriors, they would have his pack’s scent. “Let us begin.” He said and immediately, Callawn waved his hand at the warriors. They all began to march down from the boats in an orderly manner.

"Expand the search. Do a comprehensive search of the area. “Scan initiated, targeting Mount Regent. Scanning in progress.” Beep, beep, beep! "The scan is complete. Steel, we've got the results." Helen handed over a printout of some images to Steel. He examined the images as everyone gathered around to take a look. Most of the pictures showed the structural scans of Mount Regent's mountain range, showing the direction and layout of the entire mountain. As they gazed at the Evercrest soldiers who had died on the mountain, they noticed something unusual. "What's this?" Padraig pointed at some outlines in the pictures.

“There have been times the scouts are gone with no word for a few hours past the decided report time. I’m sure they are fine.” As soon as uncle Mark finishes his sentence we hear a loud commotion in the foyer. We both rush out the door to find the scouts wrestling a rogue to the ground. I didn’t expect them to capture any enemies when they returned. “Beta Mark, he caught us sneaking around so we felt we had no choice but to bring him back. We figured he would have good information being he claims to be a sergeant among their ranks,” says one of the scouts. “Take him to the cells and we can deal with him later, then report to the war room.”

The sun was hot, the air was dry, and the wait went on. * * * The armor was dug in behind a screen of low lying hills. The force consisted of thirty scout cars, forty six self propelled weapons platforms, ten 122mm multiple rocket launchers, twenty five heavy St. James tanks, forty nine mostly soft skinned support vehicles, and a company of infantry, all of whom were, or had been, members of the first REC, the Legion's legendary cavalry regiment. They were extremely very difficult to see, thanks to the fact that all of the vehicles wore camouflage and most were dug in. A clump of palm trees provided shade, and the tarps strung between provided more.

Fleur ordered them to investigate the Acker family's helicopter, and they immediately turned their attention to the Acker family's aviation company. On Esteban's order, more than a thousand Scouts from the Left Military Governor Office, who had been lurking in the United States for many days, began to move. A small number of them began to look for clues about Zekeiah and Mr. Zorro while most of them infiltrated all over New York to find clues about the Rothschild family's stolen antiques. On the other hand, the Scouts closest to the aviation company went there as soon as possible to investigate. The Scouts were a team of reconnaissance soldiers directly under the Five Military Governor Offic

Tor scanned the group of shifters who had assembled in front of him. "Ok, boys, the intel we gathered is saying that the burners are coming from the west. I want the alternating teams of scouts to make their way west and to return the night after with reports on what you find. The first team of scouts is Grayson and Arlo," Tor said pointing to Arlo and Grayson. Arlo let out a whooping howl and Grayson, a tall stalky man with a sleeveless fur vest and a scar over his left eye nodded solemnly.

’ I ask. ‘While you were focused on the south, Remington, we sent scouts to Alpha David’s. Once we know what we’re dealing with, we’ll regroup and decide on a plan of action,’ Hunter says. I search the area, looking for the scouts. “They sent out scouts from four packs. Do you have them?” I ask the Watch Tower Guards. “I’ve got scouts from Alpha Hunter’s pack,” one says. “I’m got scouts from Alpha Amelia’s and Alpha Lucas’s packs,” another says.

His cheeks were flush with life as he spoke, and it was almost impossible to believe that he was the very person who had been fighting for his life weeks before, kissing the edge of death. “But doesn't that put the scouts at risk?” asked Shaun, seated to my left at the edge of the meeting table. “We're trying to investigate the claims that there are rogues roaming the edge of the Southern Packs—our neighbours. We wouldn't want to send the scouts straight into danger.” “We wouldn't be. They're trained for this kind of missions. All they need to do is confirm if the news are true and report back. Even footprints are enough to prove these claims.”