Scout Regiment Aot Novels & Stories

she said. “You do?” I wrote. “The scouts are a unique group,” Naomi said. “And yes, healing skills will be useful to you. As it happens, you impressed Gregor. He’s our best teacher. He’s a little rough around the edges, but he knows his stuff. Do you think you can handle him? If you can’t, I’ll be happy to teach you.” “I’m not afraid of a grumpy healer,” I wrote. Naomi laughed. “You’ll be eating those words soon enough. But if you’re going to be a scout, you need a stout heart. Let’s go find the old grouch.”

A scout. He looked no older than twenty, but his eyes were wide with panic. “Alpha! Luna!” he shouted before he even reached the clearing. Draven appeared from the treeline, already halfway toward us. “What is it?” The scout bowed, breathless. “Movement near the eastern border. Rogues. Not just a few. Dozens. The sentries say they’re scattered, but coordinated. There’s… there's a symbol marked on their gear.” Draven stilled. “What symbol?”

I slung this over my shoulder before selecting a hatchet and skinning knife from the dwindling weapon stores. Thus armed, I wove towards the mustering raiders where flinty Ezra held congress. My assigned squad comprised mainly scouts and hunters, those most familiar skirting our territory. I recognized Kyra hefting throwing claws alongside Agnes, Gwen already shrugging into a bristling quiver with practiced ease. Young Timothy hovered at the fringe, white knuckled on his wicked pole blade, plainly struggling not to quail beneath these battle hardened gazes. I crossed to stand before him, gentling my tone with some effort. “Courage, dear. Together we shall teach those Rogue filth that Freeway

It was not as populated as it used to be, but it was still made up of a significant amount of knight guards and soldiers who could put up a good fight in a battle. “Okay we are here, the scouting regiment unit will advance on my orders. We will follow Albert's lead.” Robert said, addressing the multitude. Reene turned to Albert and asked, “How long will it take for the regiment to reach the village?” “Roughly thirty minutes.” He answered back.

"Oh, see. I knew you'd get it! It really is an honor to be out here." Pulte turned to the other side and completely ignored him afterwards. "Everyone shut up. We're here." The captain quickly had everyone ready and geared up. They arrive at the area they are meant to scout on. "We'll split into three groups of five and scout the area. Check your gears and get ready in three minutes." The scout unit got off their carrier and started their mission. It was Pulte's second mission outside the fortress city after coming back to the force. "Don't let your guard down newbies, we're in a C level area. This place is new to us so we don't know yet what type of monsters and how strong they are."

Maya's POV The scout is breathing hard, his face pale and hands trembling. I found him at the eastern gate, hunched over, sweat pouring down his face. He’d been running all night without a break. “Report.” My voice comes out sharper than I intended. He straightens up. “Rogues. Hundreds of them. Gathering in the valley east of the Bloodmoon border.” Chills run down my spine. “Hundreds?” “Maybe more. They’re organized, armored. Someone’s leading them.”

Axel adds. “Scout, why?” Thyra responds. “That helps, one of the squad nine members I was thinking about is a Scout also,” Axel replies. “And the other?” I ask realizing he was talking about swapping Phan Toorek from our squad. “Well seeing that I am all about setting creatures up in love matches, lets keep him and Mona together. Move them to squad 6, and trade in another infantry and scout member,” Axel teases. I nod acceptance to his idea. “Well Thyra, are you in?”

exclaimed Goldfish as they picked up their rifles. Isuzu hid down a pit as her heart started to pound fast, hoping nothing dire happens to any of them. "By order of the New British Army 31st Foot Regiment under General Foster, identify yourselves!" shouted the unidentified figures. The scouts looked at each other, then Goldfish raised his arm, "Scouts, 42nd Foot Regiment under Captain Campbell!" he shouted. "Do you have the objective?!" echoed the man in the forest. "Show yourselves first!" answered Goldfish.