Sherwood
Luna's Concubine
Eric leans over as Moira is working, and in a quiet voice, he says, "Um, corporal? I think you have a wire crossed there. I don't think that will work unless you fix it first." He points out the mistake with a sly smile.
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Psychie
Princess Psychie
Looking down at the mass of wires, the mistake is obvious to her. I'm glad that Sgt. Boyar in my demolitions class didn't see that. He would have chewed my ass big time! "Thanks, Eric. Let me fix that."
Orikanyo
Do you hear it? The screams of Gacha salt?
heinrich glanced over to Eric as he watched Moria, their apparent demolition specialist, at work. "...Can't say I know much about explosives... but take the time you need, I'll keep watch." heinrich clambered into his machine, a tad bit... disappointed he can't quite help the two. he kept his scanners on and his eyes glued to the monitors.
AldarisLordOfLight
Friend of Colors, Knight of the Pen, Cat Father
While this was all going on, Adrian slowly made his way down from their position; but not before rubbing as much dirt and mud on his armor and person to better conceal himself. "You can't see anything wrong with dirt." His buddy from sniper school said when they were making their own ghillie suits, he gladly remembered that little quirky advice even to this moment.
His sniper rifle gripped tightly on his hands, his eyes dart around, and his breathing was low and slow. He brought his gun close and looked through the swanky scope which was a part of the gun, intent on getting a nice read out on the situation at hand.
His sniper rifle gripped tightly on his hands, his eyes dart around, and his breathing was low and slow. He brought his gun close and looked through the swanky scope which was a part of the gun, intent on getting a nice read out on the situation at hand.
Psychie
Princess Psychie
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Moira pours herself into the effort needed to make up a couple of IEDs with remote detonators. "I want at least two explosives ready to go."
Orikanyo
Do you hear it? The screams of Gacha salt?
"Hows it going down there? you guys need more rounds?" Heinrich asked, feeling the faintest feeling of growing anger coming from over that way.
Sherwood
Luna's Concubine
At this point, Eric gently takes the explosives from Moira. "Why don't you let me do that?" He finishes up the wiring of the second bomb quickly and with quiet efficiency. "There. All I have to do is place these a remote distance from us and set them off. I'll take one to the north, if someone will go the opposite direction to plant the second one. Then, when Adrian needs a distraction, we set them off and watch the excitement from a safe distance."
The laser designator that Adrian has works out to an effective range of 4,000 feet. Any farther out, and you'll have serious minuses to your roll. Please give me three Prowl rolls, with a +20 to your rolls.
The laser designator that Adrian has works out to an effective range of 4,000 feet. Any farther out, and you'll have serious minuses to your roll. Please give me three Prowl rolls, with a +20 to your rolls.
Orikanyo
Do you hear it? The screams of Gacha salt?
"Right, Moira, you are our explosives expert-" he wouldn't know how much that hurt hearing that. "if your able, take the explosive and plant it in a suitable position, we will rendezvous here near the Chimera. We will need to be ready to move and quickly as possible if problems occur... When we're ready, set them off."
AldarisLordOfLight
Friend of Colors, Knight of the Pen, Cat Father
Adrian mused as he made his way silently down, keeping in mind the possible baddies that might spot him. He remembered almost failing the prowling portion of sniper training. 'Shit, I hope I don't have to repeat the no-scope escape...'
Sherwood
Luna's Concubine
Eric and Moira take off in different directions to plant their respective bombs as Adrian drifts off into the jungle like a ghost.
Normally I would ask for a demolitions roll to successfully plant the bombs, but perhaps I'll skip it just this once.
There are several Regult Pods patrolling the area, but such a small target like Adrian is able to evade detection easily. You may have been able to do this in the Chimera, but it would have been riskier. The Zentraedi are obviously expecting mecha and not dismounted infantry to be making the approach.
You are now in position, and from your earlier communications with the firebase, you know that your signal for an artillery or missile strike has high priority for a fire mission. Now, there are three large turrets that house the heavy guns. They are heavily armored, and they will take some pounding to get through their armor and disable them. You have the needed codes and signal frequencies to make the call. Do you want artillery shells, or heavy missiles?
Normally I would ask for a demolitions roll to successfully plant the bombs, but perhaps I'll skip it just this once.
There are several Regult Pods patrolling the area, but such a small target like Adrian is able to evade detection easily. You may have been able to do this in the Chimera, but it would have been riskier. The Zentraedi are obviously expecting mecha and not dismounted infantry to be making the approach.
You are now in position, and from your earlier communications with the firebase, you know that your signal for an artillery or missile strike has high priority for a fire mission. Now, there are three large turrets that house the heavy guns. They are heavily armored, and they will take some pounding to get through their armor and disable them. You have the needed codes and signal frequencies to make the call. Do you want artillery shells, or heavy missiles?
Orikanyo
Do you hear it? The screams of Gacha salt?
"Alright folks? We have the bombs positioned? Adrian should be at his position by now.." he gazed upon the base in the distance. "We need to make this time count... And hope the targeting goes well... it's a hard target to miss... but..." heinrich stared at the ship in the distance, pushing up his glasses he nodded.
"...This will work, it has to. if this goes well, we will have the defeat of the malcontents completely within our grasp, along with the location of their base with a destroyed air defence system. Now... Lets give Adrian his cover.
Fire the explosives." Running the plan through over and over in his mind, he thought of all the possible things they could have, and be doing right now. But the only thing they could do, is ignite the explosives, and wait.
"...This will work, it has to. if this goes well, we will have the defeat of the malcontents completely within our grasp, along with the location of their base with a destroyed air defence system. Now... Lets give Adrian his cover.
Fire the explosives." Running the plan through over and over in his mind, he thought of all the possible things they could have, and be doing right now. But the only thing they could do, is ignite the explosives, and wait.
Sherwood
Luna's Concubine
Off in the distance, Adrian can hear the dual BOOM! of the planted explosives going off, followed by a pair of smoke plumes rising up into sky. The response from the Zentraedi troops down in the valley is immediate. A good twenty Regult pods begin to head out to investigate, and another dozen pods along with four Glaug Officer Pods come out of the ship and take up guard positons.
You are still in the clear and have a good line of sight on the guns. What do you do now?
You are still in the clear and have a good line of sight on the guns. What do you do now?
AldarisLordOfLight
Friend of Colors, Knight of the Pen, Cat Father
Hearing the beautiful sound of the distraction, Adrian brought out the laser designator and targeted the center most turret remembering that the arsenal of the Brazilian Fire Base would be at their disposal for the operation. He would have moved much closer but with the Glaug out on the field, he would surely be spotted.
He quickly brought out his satellite comms and punched in the frequency and the necessary codes. "Fire Base. Fire Base. This is Adrian Hawthorne, call sign CHIMERA of the Winged Hussars. I've got eyes on the BEAST. Repeat. Eyes on the BEAST. Be advised, BEAST is armored. Repeat, BEAST is armored. Requesting artillery bombardment and missile strike on these coordinates. Send everything you got, ASAP."
He quickly brought out his satellite comms and punched in the frequency and the necessary codes. "Fire Base. Fire Base. This is Adrian Hawthorne, call sign CHIMERA of the Winged Hussars. I've got eyes on the BEAST. Repeat. Eyes on the BEAST. Be advised, BEAST is armored. Repeat, BEAST is armored. Requesting artillery bombardment and missile strike on these coordinates. Send everything you got, ASAP."
Sherwood
Luna's Concubine
When a dedicated artilleryman is told to 'Send everything you got, ASAP', it gives them a special tingle in the base of the spine that radiates up and all around the body. When this fire mission is prefaced by orders from High Above to be a Priority Target, this elicits a level of excitement that can only be said to be a total rush of adrenaline bordering on ecstasy.
This time, all six of the Monsters rotate their main guns up into firing position, but they are not alone. Four Phalanx missile carriers open their missile pods wide open, and out of the launch tubes comes a volley of Long Range High Explosive missiles, set to detonate across the whole valley while the main target of the heavy guns are being left for the Monsters.
Each of the Monsters fire a single round in order to measure wind speed, barometric pressure and a dozen other factors that could send the shells off course. As the shells fly, they send back targeting and course correction data which is automatically entered into the targeting computer for the primary salvo to go off. Before the first shells even have a chance to hit, another twenty four 40cm shells are airborne, all heading towards the three guns on the back of the destroyer.
The missiles hit first, sending a ripple of shockwaves across the valley floor, shattering the Battle Pods and scattering them like tin cans. After that, the Monsters' shells begin to hit the armored turrets of the cannons. At first, it is somewhat anticlimactic since there is only a few shells impacting. Then the rest of the volley hits, causing a catastrophic explosion, making the armored turrets go spiraling off hundreds of feet into the air. There is now a huge set of craters blasted into the armored hull of the destroyer where the guns used to be.
Adrian's radio crackles, "Hawthorne, what is the status of the target? Are the guns neutralized?"
This time, all six of the Monsters rotate their main guns up into firing position, but they are not alone. Four Phalanx missile carriers open their missile pods wide open, and out of the launch tubes comes a volley of Long Range High Explosive missiles, set to detonate across the whole valley while the main target of the heavy guns are being left for the Monsters.
Each of the Monsters fire a single round in order to measure wind speed, barometric pressure and a dozen other factors that could send the shells off course. As the shells fly, they send back targeting and course correction data which is automatically entered into the targeting computer for the primary salvo to go off. Before the first shells even have a chance to hit, another twenty four 40cm shells are airborne, all heading towards the three guns on the back of the destroyer.
The missiles hit first, sending a ripple of shockwaves across the valley floor, shattering the Battle Pods and scattering them like tin cans. After that, the Monsters' shells begin to hit the armored turrets of the cannons. At first, it is somewhat anticlimactic since there is only a few shells impacting. Then the rest of the volley hits, causing a catastrophic explosion, making the armored turrets go spiraling off hundreds of feet into the air. There is now a huge set of craters blasted into the armored hull of the destroyer where the guns used to be.
Adrian's radio crackles, "Hawthorne, what is the status of the target? Are the guns neutralized?"
AldarisLordOfLight
Friend of Colors, Knight of the Pen, Cat Father
"Fire Base. The BEAST is DOWN. I repeat, BEAST is DOWN. Mighty fine shooting, Fire Base. Complements to the boys and girls that brought down the fire and brimstone. Mission Accomplished. Rendezvousing back with the Hussars. We'll keep command posted on the development here. Hawthorne out." Adrian, after signing off, hid his radio and targeting designator after watching that spectacular symphony of destruction before him.
With the enemy down for the count, the fly-boys and fly-girls back home can now take to the skies and beat the enemy black and blue. Seeing that his work was done, Adrian grabbed his sniper rifle and made his way back to his squad, stealthily; as if he wasn't even there.
With the enemy down for the count, the fly-boys and fly-girls back home can now take to the skies and beat the enemy black and blue. Seeing that his work was done, Adrian grabbed his sniper rifle and made his way back to his squad, stealthily; as if he wasn't even there.
Sherwood
Luna's Concubine
From your position on top of the ridgeline, the Hussars are in a prime position to watch the fireworks as the strike takes place. You are aware that there is now a bunch of very pissed off Zentraedi in Battle Pods looking for whatever set off the two explosions. Sticking around here might be a bad idea.
Psychie
Princess Psychie
Moira lets out a wild yell at the sight of the flames soaring up into the sky. "Yes! Aren't we supposed to be eating popcorn when watching a good show? All we need to do now is get Adrian back in his tank to get the hell out of here."
AldarisLordOfLight
Friend of Colors, Knight of the Pen, Cat Father
From the side, Adrian emerged, still mud and dirt covered when he left. "That. Was. GLORIOUS! I would have gotten a bit closer to feel the heat, but court side seats are good enough. I hope we have a couple of cold ones waiting back home, 'cause I'm bloody thirsty for some victory booze right about now. Hope you all enjoyed the show, I could have gotten some souvenirs but, errr...mission accomplished, Sarge." Adrian said formally in the end, almost losing decorum due to the excitement of watching a fireball from heaven fall down on the sinners below.
"Right," he coughed out in embarrassment for letting his excitement show, "let's bugger off before the hornets find us and tear us all a new one."
"Right," he coughed out in embarrassment for letting his excitement show, "let's bugger off before the hornets find us and tear us all a new one."
Silanon
Four Thousand Club
Fireworks in the most secluded location, only a handful of spectators waiting for a mud-covered hero to reappear. Soon enough, others will see the footage, and learn about another victory with the mark of the Hussars on it. In this case, Adrian's in particular - Fia's mecha slowly turns around to catch his approach, getting a nice shot with the battered target in the background. "I'll certainly pay you a drink after this one - gotta celebrate it properly when someone makes it to the front page." Not that that's clear at this point in time - but really, seeing his excitement, how could this not be the shot of the day?
"Taking the back position, if noone objects. I'll tell you when the swarm is upon us."
"Taking the back position, if noone objects. I'll tell you when the swarm is upon us."
Orikanyo
Do you hear it? The screams of Gacha salt?
"Good work folks, time to get the hell out of here while we have the chance. Hope you caught that one Fia cause that's one he'll of a picture right there. Saddle up, let's get moving! We should make our exit quietly as possibly." the man gave his orders, operation get the hell out of dodge was beginning.
"Their air defence has been shattered, we need this information out as soon as possible... But perhaps not in the middle of enemy territory, time to go!"
"Their air defence has been shattered, we need this information out as soon as possible... But perhaps not in the middle of enemy territory, time to go!"
Sherwood
Luna's Concubine
The swarm of Battle Pods are on the hunt for you, but the good news is that they are all spread out so you are not facing off against all of the Pods at once and they are not entirely sure just what RDF or ASC units are out there for them to try and hunt down. Coming at you piecemeal turns out to be a mistake, since it makes it easy for you to combine firepower and take them out.
There is more good news in the fact that the sky is no longer under the control of the Zentraedi. Numerous fixed wing aircraft are taking to the air, bringing bombs and missiles to play against the Malcontent ground forces pressing the attack. Also to your benefit are several AWACs aircraft that are helping you by tracking the bulk of the Zentraedi forces and trying to vector you away from them, so you don't happen to run into a large group of pissed off enemy looking for blood.
Your old friends of the Black Cats manage to pull some strings to be directed into the fray at your sides, adding their guns to yours at the cost of another future beer at La Fuente.
There is more good news in the fact that the sky is no longer under the control of the Zentraedi. Numerous fixed wing aircraft are taking to the air, bringing bombs and missiles to play against the Malcontent ground forces pressing the attack. Also to your benefit are several AWACs aircraft that are helping you by tracking the bulk of the Zentraedi forces and trying to vector you away from them, so you don't happen to run into a large group of pissed off enemy looking for blood.
Your old friends of the Black Cats manage to pull some strings to be directed into the fray at your sides, adding their guns to yours at the cost of another future beer at La Fuente.
Orikanyo
Do you hear it? The screams of Gacha salt?
"You kittens are going to drain my bank account dry. I guess it's true, if you feed a stray they keep coming back for more." the good doctor got a bit of a laugh, this was going well, but he still had to keep his head on.
Can't lose somebody now, not at this point.
Can't lose somebody now, not at this point.
Sherwood
Luna's Concubine
It takes several hours of stressful travel to finally get you out of hostile territory and within sight of Anton-17's high walls. There are several more smashed Battle Pods outside the walls, along with more scorch marks on the walls, showing where the attackers tried to breech the wall. All the mecha assigned to the base are currently manned, and some show signs of minor damage; another indication of how the fight progressed.
Once the Hussars are safely delivered to your hangars, the four ladies of the Black Cats offer up a friendly wave and one even blows a kiss before they take to the air once more and return to the airbase for rearming and light repairs. As everyone dismounts, you are met by widespread applause and cheers as word of your good work has already spread across the base.
The techs begin the messy work of slapping on armor patches; no time to be neat when there are so many Malcontents out there looking for trouble. While your tanks are being worked on, it gives you all enough time to get a hot meal, a shower, and a fresh uniform. All of that is the second best substitute for six hours of sleep (the best substitute is eight hours of sleep!). As you get your batteries recharged, Fia's video recordings are being analyzed, along with Adrian's report on what he saw at the site of the ship. The major comes up to the squad and tells you, "Excellent work out there, Hussars! I am personally putting you all in for promotion and a nice set of medals. No need to thank me; you earned that for yourselves. Corporal Tayler, I fully expect that your footage of the attack will be the headline news story for some time to come. Once the pressure is down and things are back to normal, you can look forward to some R and R, just don't plan your trip just yet."
Once the Hussars are safely delivered to your hangars, the four ladies of the Black Cats offer up a friendly wave and one even blows a kiss before they take to the air once more and return to the airbase for rearming and light repairs. As everyone dismounts, you are met by widespread applause and cheers as word of your good work has already spread across the base.
The techs begin the messy work of slapping on armor patches; no time to be neat when there are so many Malcontents out there looking for trouble. While your tanks are being worked on, it gives you all enough time to get a hot meal, a shower, and a fresh uniform. All of that is the second best substitute for six hours of sleep (the best substitute is eight hours of sleep!). As you get your batteries recharged, Fia's video recordings are being analyzed, along with Adrian's report on what he saw at the site of the ship. The major comes up to the squad and tells you, "Excellent work out there, Hussars! I am personally putting you all in for promotion and a nice set of medals. No need to thank me; you earned that for yourselves. Corporal Tayler, I fully expect that your footage of the attack will be the headline news story for some time to come. Once the pressure is down and things are back to normal, you can look forward to some R and R, just don't plan your trip just yet."
Orikanyo
Do you hear it? The screams of Gacha salt?
"Understood major, we will look forward to it, after the rest of the job is finished. Was Captain Walker able to get back to the base? Along with any of the crew from the downer tiger's eye? If there are injured I may be of some assistance. We have only abit more time before the hover tanks are ready." he offered himself and his expertise, perhaps it was his work as a doctor, or perhaps simply because he was german that he wanted to keep up his work even while he waited.
"I would also give compliments to the Air force squad who aided us on our return, without them likely we would have been swarmed, even with our fire power on the way back."
Keep humble.
Spread the praise.
And do a good turn for those who give you one.
It's how you make friends even when you rise.
"I would also give compliments to the Air force squad who aided us on our return, without them likely we would have been swarmed, even with our fire power on the way back."
Keep humble.
Spread the praise.
And do a good turn for those who give you one.
It's how you make friends even when you rise.
AldarisLordOfLight
Friend of Colors, Knight of the Pen, Cat Father
"If you need a man at the wall or someone to reconnoiter the area, my sniper rifle and eyes are yours, Major." Adrian offered with a salute. He even nodded to his sergeant's compliment for the Air Force.
"Yes, Major, please give our sincerest thanks to the men and women of the Air Force; especially to the ladies of Black Cats. If it wasn't for them, the hornets would have swarmed us and we wouldn't be having this conversation at all. Thank you, once again. We're glad to have been of service." Adrian said with a grin.
"Yes, Major, please give our sincerest thanks to the men and women of the Air Force; especially to the ladies of Black Cats. If it wasn't for them, the hornets would have swarmed us and we wouldn't be having this conversation at all. Thank you, once again. We're glad to have been of service." Adrian said with a grin.
