Empire

Chapter one
The H'chor desert was large, and surprisingly hospitable. the quietness of this desert was soon droned out by the sounds of engines on 246 Tiger class troop transports. the transports landed on a flat area in the desert, and large amounts of rebel soldiers, and their leader, General Thomas, exited the transports. Thomas had heard rumors that this territory was uncontrolled by Girard's men, and he wanted to make sure that it stayed uncontrolled by Girard's men. A scout approaches Thomas, to give him an update on their situation. "Sir, there's no sign of any imperial forces having been here in the past. We're setting up the medical and control stations right now", said the scout. "Alright. keep on watch, for all we know Girard himself can be on his way right now", Thomas answered. While Girard had no plans to go there himself, Thomas was right to tell the scout to keep on watch. Girard, wanting to expand his territory as much as possible, sent soldiers to set up a garrison. Hundreds of Z-90 troop and artillery transports, T-35 Hellhound fighters, UYR bombers, and PO-6 Interceptors left the Imperial capital in Cervokia and were well on their way to H'chor. At this point, the temporary barracks, medical stations, and control centers have been set up. General Thomas stood, on alert. "One day, you'll be avenged," he mumbled quietly under his breath. "One day.". A couple seconds later he heard it. the screeching sound of T-35 engines. A sound that meant nothing to the rebellion but trouble. And he knew that he and his soldiers were about to be put through hell.