Squad 3 Person Pose Reference Novels & Stories

The maximum is four stars above the circle and if you manage to make Squad Captain, it will be underneath the circle. Making it very easy for everyone to see where you stand within the ranks of the Renegades and looking around I don’t see anyone without a star on their insignia. There is an equal amount of men and women in this Squad, but I haven’t seen their Captain yet. Whoever is leading this Squad is a force to be reckoned with and I can see his second and third in command not far from Elder Jensen.

Down in the muddy courtyard, Leo (Tank) was running drills. The giant man was a terrifying sight in the matte-black Juggernaut assault armor. He moved with a heavy, hydraulic grace, barking orders at a platoon of sixty Ironhead gangers. They were no longer a disorganized mob of scavengers. They moved in standard urban-breach formations. They knew how to stack up on a door, how to lay covering fire, and how to reload while moving. "Squad Three! Your spacing is garbage!" Leo’s voice thundered, amplified by the external speakers on his armor. "If a frags hits that cluster, you all die! Spread out! Five-meter intervals!"

She turned to look at Keagan, her face still painted with the same look of surprise. The remaining members of the squad—Dante, Lily, Leo, and Max—were each granted 5 skill points. The squad members exchanged glances, a mix of pride and shock in their eyes. They knew that their individual growth and progress were essential for the success of their missions. The rewards were monumental in their eyes.

Eilif shook his head and chuckled saying, “No, I didn’t know it was like that and while both smells would be pleasant by themselves, together they would be disgusting.” Alpha Kieran cleared his throat, “Okay I think I have this worked out right. Each squad will have 40 warriors attached to it and after making the lists and making adjustments needed they are as follows. Kendall you will have Luna Fran, Emily, AA, and Delta Gilmore. Isha your squad will have Nikki, Maisey, Gideon and Beta Bill. Frankie you’ll have Mia, Eilif, Marcus and Beni. I will have Tatum, Callum, Gamma Xavier, and Delta female Gilmore.

I was literally asking all of them to be buried alive with Asher, so my expectations weren’t high. But as soon as the squad leader signed the contract, one by one the rest of the fifteen squad members did too. My eyes travelled from Asher to the squad who stood behind him. Their emotional auras had united into one fierce flame of pure white loyalty. I gave the squad the entry coordinates. “These coordinates…” the squad leader mumbled, widening his eyes. ‘Trust me,’ I spoke in his mind. “Take positions!” The leader commanded the squad, who knelt around Asher, arranging themselves in a circular formation.

Fedric stepped forward with the team manifests—the warriors we would be tethered to for the duration of the three-day rite. He explained each squad would consist of six members. I closed my eyes, praying to the Moon. Please, do not bind me to Ryan or his Circle. Let me have peace. Fedric called out name after name, and still, I waited in the silence. What if I were paired with Daniel? The thought made my spirit soar. “Emily Carter.” At the sound of my name, I snapped to attention. “Dean Roberts.” A neutral Beta. Acceptable. “Coal Ryder.” My stomach souled. The harassment would be relentless.

“You guys shouldn’t be so cavalier. If you make the squad, you’re our first line of defense.” “When we make the squad,” Boyd corrects. “Three days, guys!” He holds up three fingers, flashing a smile. Casey sidles up to our table, tapping Davis on the shoulder before draping her arms around him from behind. Her auburn hair falls over the front of his shoulder like ribbons. “You ready babe?” Davis’ face splits into a goofy grin. “See ya, guys,” he breathes as he rises from his seat, grabbing his plate in one hand and slipping his other around Casey’s shoulders.

With pride and elegance, I swerved my hips past the boys, while my four friends followed from each side. Tracy, Eretria, Romena, and Sasha. Two of them were hot blonde chicks in their mid-twenties, while the other two were brunettes. We are the Angel Squad and we rule the United Clan Training School. No one dared crosses us, unless they are ready to face hell on earth. My life is fucking good and I'm not ready to leave it.

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?”

Stevan standing up to introduce himself and his member. “My name is Stevan Maverick, PRD-class Herrscher. Then our SLT-class, Alto Corlena. GRD-class, Lucas McJaeger. RTH-class, Mateo Harper. GLT-class, Sylvia Ortis. LST-class, Milly Einsburn. And ENV-class, Helena Raymond.” Said Stevan. One by one Squad 97 member is standing up after their name spoked. “It’s been an honor to share same table with our seniors, then let us to introduce our squad member.” Said Alexa.