07:00 Hours local time"Air pressure completed, checking monitors." Called the pilot's engineer from the rear of the cockpit. His eyes glancing around through the glass visor used on his combat Mk III Helmet. He glanced over to the windows to check the view of outside and nodded, his chest thumping. His flight suit was tighter than usual, a strange sensation. "Monitors working as normal. Reports from the ground force that there was some form of aircraft moving in towards them."
"Hawkeye 001 moving into combat zone, weapons primed."
"What idiots would stop the fleet inches from their doorstep and try to attack a planet without enough men or civilians to populate it? God. Lock and ready. We're going into a combat zone now."
07:01 Hours local timeRitter looked up and swallowed, gesturing to the tanks to slow to a stop. He nodded to his squad members, turning around as they started to look around with binoculars. They quickly stopped the new threat and quickly ran to cover, mainly in houses as the machine guns on the tanks opened fire at the flying beings quickly approaching.