Robotech - Tales of the RDF

Barbara offers Connor a high five and pumps her other arm. "Yes! We did it. We are coming together as a awesome team. The Malcontents will need to watch out for us!"


Keith shrugs. "We are obviously doing something right or we would not have the price on our heads. It doesn't matter to me what you want to call the group as long as I get my time in the cockpit."


Barbara sticks her tongue out at the tall black man. "Don't be a stinker. We are a team, and that matters more than anything else."
 
Connor greatly took the offer of the high five, and celebrated a little himself. His neck had been on the chopping block a bit more then the others, but the axe never came down. Either that or it missed completely. "I'm buying drinks then." he said, "I'll just tack the tab onto my bounty." he added jokingly. 'Red Panda squad, who would have thought?' he thought to himself, reminising over how a casual suggestion, practically a joke, had become the squad mascot. All they needed now was an actual red panda to serve as the mascot, and not just a paint job on his Defender.
 
Zaile breaks out into thunderous applause. She echos Barbara's high five, offering one of her own to Connor. The blue-haired Zentraedi simply smiled at the celebatory mood, only too happy to join in with it. She looks over the red panda imagery on display and snaps a picture of the most appealing one.


"Now all we need is to get them added as a paint job to our mecha!"


Catching the Sergeant's eye, Zaile gives Taniya a solemn nod of approval. As much as she'd assimilated to Micronian ways, Zaile still found comfort in the company and solidarity of her own kind. And watching Taniya managing the mostly Micronian squad filled her warrior's heart with pride; another victory for the mighty Zentraedi.
 
Barbara goes off to fill out the necessary forms to start the process of making the Red Panda Squad official in the RDF, and to find the right pose to have painted on the side of your mecha, humming a happy tune as she takes the last of her chocolates with her.


Over the next few days, things once more settle down into a simple routine. There is one patrol out to a nearby village to escort the base doctors out to do some medical work, and you are quickly put to work helping out giving out flu shots and other immunizations between time in the cockpit.


It is nearly five days later when the squad is out on the dirt track that is being used as a exercise field running laps. Everyone is out there, working up a good sweat. Even little Barbara is keeping a decent pace on the track. It is when the team makes a turn around the outer bend of the track that one of the security people also doing PT stumbles on the rough surface of the improvised field and bumps into Taniya, bringing the two of you down to the ground in a heap. There is a wet slapping sound, followed by a faint crack off in the distance.


When Taniya rolls to her feet, the fallen guard stays put on the ground, with a large splash of crimson spreading across his chest. It is clear that he's been shot by a high caliber rifle.


Give me a d20 roll for Perception
 
Zaile falls into the rhythm of the outpost, only too cheerful to settle in and get familiar with the place and its people. The trip to the village is a welcome diversion and Zaile's even more eager than usual to help out with vaccinations and basic medical needs; it may not have come up in conversation before but it's only too apparent to the Zentraedi's squad that she's a trained medic with a surprising familiarity regarding Micronian physiology.


Physical training is something the Zentraedi thrive at, live for, and Zaile spends much of every run vacillating back and forth between wanting to set a record for the run and wanting to pace with her team. She mostly settles into keeping up a steady stream of banter and encouragement with her squad mates, particularly Barbara since she's likely the least fit member. Lots of cheerleading, not from the sidelines but right next door.


The fall of the guard brings a frown to the blue-haired woman's face, especially when Taniya trips over him. But at the instant she sees blood, she glances around at her surroundings. If there's sufficient cover from the nearby jungle, she'll immediately tackle Barbara Tolson down behind it. Otherwise, she'll grab Tolson's arm and haul her forward as she breaks into a dead run, heading for the nearest building.


No guns, no armor and no line of sight on the enemy; the only sane thing to do is get out of the enemy's line of sight.


OOC: While Sniper as a skill only offers attack bonuses, Zaile does have it and is presumably familiar with the kinds of vantage points and likely hiding spots a sniper would look for.


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Connor ran with the rest of them. Right in the middle of the group to be exact. He wasn't the fastest, but he also wasn't the slowest. His breathing was precise, breath in breath out, arms pumping mechanically, and over all his running was done in perfect form, for distance running. He'd probably run with the best of them for a short distance if he had to, but it was the long game that worried him the most. That, and the man he had to nimbly dodge around. He also heard a snapping noise, wonder if he had broken a bone in the fall?


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Staff Sergeant Taniya


Taniya did not like being out in the open when there was a bounty on her team's heads any more than she liked having to be vulnerable assisting at a village outside of Anton-17's walls, but it had somehow happened and it was the way of things.


When the human fell to the earth and Taniya noticed the blood on his chest, she yelled to everyone, "Sniper! Hard cover!" She relied on her reflexes, training, and excellent physical condition as she moved to quickly lift the man into a "fire fighter's carry" and, following her own advice, she tried to get them both to immediate safety.


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Sergeant Eadric Braidwood, Field Scientist


Earlier...


Eadric joined in the happy celebration of the squad's new name. Though not offering any high-fives himself (it seems not to occur to him), he's willing to respond to any offered him, and doesn't leave anyone hanging.


He rather enjoys the next few days, as he would much rather heal people than shoot at them. And it comes as a particularly pleasant surprise when the squad's younger Zentraedi proves to have both training and experience, which he happily discusses with her (if she wants) during their break times.


Today...


Physical training may not be what Eadric's best at, but he knows it's a vital part of a soldier's life, and does his best to keep his body fit. He runs at a steady pace with the squad, usually towards the back so that he can keep an eye on everyone and make sure no one's overdoing it.


The security man's tumble into Taniya takes him rather by surprise, for he hadn't noticed any particular warning signs beforehand - but the crack of the rifle and the blood on the man's chest makes all clear in an instant. Eadric starts to rush forward to give the man what field aid was possible out here on the track, but realizes his sergeant has the better response and follows her lead so that he can start caring for the injured man as soon as they reach a safer position.


While doing so, he takes a quick look around to see if his training in creating fortifications can be of any help in locating them...


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"Sniper! Take cover!"


As Zaile looks about, there is a small hill a few hundred meters away that would make a perfect spot to set up a sniper nest. A brief flicker of movement verifies your suspicion.


Taniya scoops up the wounded man and throws him over your shoulder, and you can feel the wet warmth of his blood running down your back. A quick look around shows little in the way of cover, but there is a large truck with a water tank on its back that looks like a good option.


Connor looks around, seeming a bit confused with why everyone is running around all crazy, but a sense of self preservation makes him run too.
 
With everyone huddled down behind the large truck, Barbara starts to creep up to the cab of the vehicle. "If we can get ahold of someone in the comm center, we can get some covering fire to get us out of here!" She pulls open the door and slides in along the floorboards, and she lets out a yelp as the gunman shoots once more at her, taking out the windshield of the vehicle. "Did anyone get a good look at where the shooter is hiding?"


While she is doing that, Zaile and Eadric are working frantically to stop the bleeding of the wounded man. He was lucky enough to catch the shot in the shoulder instead of the heart or the head, but he's still losing a lot of blood. The two of you please give me some rolls on your medical skills to stabilize him enough to get him to the infirmary.
 
Corporal Zaile Alencar


The Zentraedi crouches down by the truck and pats Tolson once, making sure the other woman isn't injured. When she sees Barbara heading into the truck, Zaile writes her off as fit enough and turns all her attention on the gunshot wound victim Taniya's brought in.


With Eadric on hand, she immediately defers to him. Their previous conversations over the past few days have made it obvious she's an enthusiastic if still a bit inexperienced paramedic (it is a Secondary Skill sadly), though from her perspective she's spent half of her life as a dedicated healer (and any lengthy conversation reveals the fact that she is in fact only four years old). With an experienced doctor on hand, Zaile sticks to following orders which likely consist of maneuvering the body, applying pressure and managing the patient, leaving Eadric free to focus strictly on the injury itself.


She flinches once when the sniper fires again and she hears Barbara yelp. The woman's follow up question settles out that tension, though. "Small hill, 10 o'clock from the front of the truck," she yells back.


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OOC: Sadly, that roll exceeds Zaile's 57% Paramedic skill and her 72% First Aid skill for that matter...
 
Sergeant Eadric Braidwood, Field Scientist


Until and unless Taniya says otherwise, Eadric focuses exclusively on the wounded man, leaving the sniper to the rest of the squad to handle. He'd carried a first aid pack on the run, as he generally does anywhere, but this one is rather small, hardly more than Band-Aids, antibiotics, and aspirin. Still, the basics of rendering first aid to a trauma injury are the same no matter where one is, and his hands move confidently as he works.


Glad for Zaile's assistance, the "orders" he gives are more like requests; he speaks tersely but not unkindly, like a surgeon in an ER operating room to a completely trusted assistant. And that is how he sees Zaile at present, as their previous interactions have revealed to each other their relative skill levels.


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With the help of a first aid kit, the bleeding is temporarily stopped and the man is stabilized. He is in desperate need of surgery to save the use of his arm, though.


Barbara is keeping her head as low as possible as she shouts orders over the radio to the command center. Another shot rings out, punching a hole into the side of the truck and causing the young soldier girl to cry out once more. An alarm starts to go off at the base, and one of the many gun turrets swivel around and point over towards the hillside that Tolson relayed to them. In an instant, it begins to spit out hundreds of explosive shells that pepper the entire hillside with shrapnel, making the hilltop a deathtrap for anyone up there. From the main gate of the base, two Spartan class Destroids begin to move out in that direction, and several armored vehicles head over to the exercise field to pick up the people under cover of the water truck.


When the APCs get out to the field, they help form a armored wall between you and any other potential riflemen out there. The rear hatch opens up and a young man with a assault rifle in hand frantically waves for you to get inside. From the other APC, two medics take a body board over to where Eadric is huddled down over his patient. "Here, get him on this and we'll get you all inside. Good job on your patient."


If there was any doubt that the sniper on the hillside is dead, the two mecha eliminate that by using their gun clusters to hose the entire area with their flamethrowers and mortar shells. One of their own was attacked, and the RDF takes that personally.


Barbara comes out of the cab of the truck that she was in, bleeding from several cuts across her arms and chest. One of the medics grab her and begin to patch up her cuts. The girl complains, "It was just from some glass shards. I was never hit. I'm ok." The medic doesn't listen to her, and continues to focus on wrapping up her injuries.
 
"We can do that when we're in that lovely looking APC." Connor said, finally piecing two and two together to get sniper on the hill. He grabbed the two, the medic and Barbara, by the back of their shirts and physically drags them into the carrier if he has to. Yeah, that hill side, and mostly likely the sniper, had been obliterated. But there was always the off chance of there being another one. And being on the inside of an armored vehicle meant to stop bullets was much more preferable to standing out in the open. "Sargent (Whatever the rank of Taniya is), I suggest we get into those lovely APCs, and then get those in a building." He may seem like a bit of an ass at times, but he valued two things. His safety was one of them, and the safety of his squad was the other. Which had priority at times was debatable, but hey at least he cared for his teammates, in a weird I-protect-you-you-protect-me sort of way.
 
Staff Sergeant Taniya


"In the APC! Go!" Taniya helped Connor haul in anyone that might have been lagging behind. The last one in, Taniya closed the APC door and listened to the barrage as the Spartans leveled the hilltop. She banged on the wall and shouted to the driver. "We are in! Take us to the medical facility, flank speed!" She watched the wounded soldier and rubbed her own shoulder, frowning. "We could not have asked for better response time from our people. And what an amateur! Even if the sniper had shot me, how was he intending to get away? Not that there is any evidence to tell us now..."


She snapped her fingers. "Red Panda Squadron, this human, this soldier, is paying the price for our lack of forethought. Until this bounty is lifted, or better yet, until Sarena is dead in the ground, we do not leave ourselves wide open like this again. Understood, team?"


Then she peered. "Braidwood, what is his status?"
 
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You would swear that the two drivers of the APCs are former Nascar racers with the way they handle the heavy vehicles, nearly burning rubber as they steer through the large armored gate into the inner compound of Anton-17. A full medical crew is there with a stretcher waiting for you to unload the wounded man, and thanks to Eradic, he is not only going to live, but he'll probably get use of his arm back once he is healed up.


One of the medics turn on Taniya to check to see if you are hurt, and it is then you realize that your shirt is soaked in the blood of the man as you were carrying him to the cover behind the truck. Once he is convinced that the blood is not yours, he turns his attention to Barbara. "Get her to the infirmary, too. Some of those cuts look like they'll need stitches. Don't worry, Corporal. We'll fix you up." Despite her protests that she's fine, the young girl is taken away.


Looking up, you notice that Major Lang is coming into the hangar with a thundercloud over his head. "Status report! What the hell happened out there?" As he waits, you can hear continued gunfire from outside the walls, indicating that either the Gladiators found something else to keep them occupied, or they are just very enthusiastic about their work.
 
Sergent Eadric Braidwood, Field Scientist


Earlier...





Eadric notes the appearance of the mechs, but remains focused on his own work. Of far more importance to him at the moment is the arrival of the APCs and the medics within. Quickly he conveys, in medical-speak, the condition of the wounded guard, and helps them get him strapped onto the board for transport. When Connor tries to drag him into the APC, he doesn't fight, but rather slides sideways to get Connor to help him carry to immobilized guard instead. "Let's get all of us out of here, hmm?"


He sighs in relief when all team members are inside the APC and headed to safety.


"Red Panda Squadron, this human, this soldier, is paying the price for our lack of forethought. Until this bounty is lifted, or better yet, until Sarena is dead in the ground, we do not leave ourselves wide open like this again. Understood, team?"


Eadric nods soberly. "Yes, ma'am. Maybe Command will let us plan an offensive ops to that effect?"


"Braidwood, what is his status?"


He smiles at that, pleased to have good news to report. "He's lost a good deal of blood, ma'am, but he'll live. Once the surgeons are done with him, and he's had some weeks of healing up, he should regain full use of his arm, as well." He frowns thoughtfully. "I think I want a bigger portable pack. This one does all right for skinned knees and twisted ankles, but if we hadn't had the medics here so quick I'd've been wanting better gear, and soon."


Now...





Eadric pats Barbara's shoulder in an uninjured spot. "Go on, Corporal. If we were out by ourselves I'd be stitching you myself right now." He watches her go, then turns to see the major approach. He leaves explanations to Taniya, but will repeat his medical report on the guardsman if asked.
 
Staff Sergeant Taniya


Sergeant Taniya turned to Major Lang and saluted him. Then she indicated the wounded soldier. "A sniper fired on us while we were out jogging. This soldier was shot by the sniper. Braidwood and Zaile set to stabilizing him while I got my team out of the open and here. Our Spartans destroyed the sniper and likely any evidence he or she possessed." Major Lang was not the only creature steaming at the situation. "Unless this soldier happens to have a price on his head, I believe it is logical to presume he just happened to be in the path of a round meant for me. My desire for vengeance against Commander Sarena is a growing inferno..."


Taniya continued. "I have ordered the Red Panda Squadron not to leave ourselves out in the open again until this bounty situation is resolved. Perhaps it best we remain in Anton-17."


When Braidwood asked, "Maybe Command will let us plan an offensive ops to that effect?" Taniya brooded.


"I would like nothing better... than to, how do you say, 'cut the head off of the dragon'? Major, can we make that idea a reality?"
 
Lang returns the salute with a snap. "You may get your chance to do just that sooner than you think, sergeant. According to the mecha out on the hillside, there is more than just the one sniper that took a shot at you; there was at least a dozen out there, armed with various light weapons. There are several prisoners, and I have a nasty thought. Let us turn them, and use them to get closer to the Malcontent High Lord by claiming that they took you down and are ready to claim their bounty on you. Once Sarena tips her hand to either show up in person to pay the bounty, or if she sends someone from her command to do so, we'll pounce on them and teach them a lesson in messing with the RDF. Braidwood, Zaile, good work out there, saving the life of the wounded man. I am on my way to the infirmary to check on him personally, along with the member of your team that was cut. Sergeant, go get cleaned up and get ready to play dead."
 
Staff Sergeant Taniya


Taniya grinned at the Major's words. As she parted with him in the infirmary, she thought to reply, "Yes, Major," but what came out of her mouth was, "Your will, my lord."


Taniya did not seem to notice as strode down the hall and readied herself to become a false corpse.
 
Over the next hour, Barbara is treated for her cuts and released from the infirmary to return to duty. She seems embarrassed at her injuries, especially since she is being put up for a purple heart, since she was wounded in the line of duty. Barbara is also able to relay the good news that the surgery is going well for the man that was shot, and he is expected to make a full recovery.
 
Three prisoners have been rounded up by the mecha that responded to the sniper attack, with more than a dozen dead. It turns out that the one shooter jumped the gun (pun intended) when he fired on Taniya, spoiling the ambush before the others were in position to help take out the rest of the Red Panda squad.


According to the prisoners, they were all human and working together to earn as many of the bounties as possible. Two of the three are quite willing to work with the RDF to lure out the leaders of the malcontents, and plans are in the works to ambush them as word is announced that three members of the team have been killed by an unknown group of gunmen.


After a long two days of waiting, the two double agents get word that their payment is going to be made in a nearby town. Immediately, heavy infantry are sent out and the Red Pandas are ordered to deploy in the middle of the night to avoid being spotted as you make your way out to the jungle nearby the town to support the effort to take down another rung on the ladder of the Malcontents and hopefully get the location of the High Lord herself.
 
Corporal Zaile Alencar


The idea to fake their deaths is a novel one for Zaile; Zentraedi are devious warriors but rarely think so indirectly when it comes to military strategy. Luring in the head of the Malcontents was a potent possibility, even if she privately thought it was more likely they'd snare a lieutenant of some kind.


Zaile's quite happy to spend her few days waiting on base doing physical training indoors or potentially talking shop with Sergent Braidwood. Despite only being a paramedic, it seems the blue-haired woman still has quite the interest in medicine. In fact, it's highly likely he'll get an invitation to do dinner sometime with both Zaile and her wife Elyana, the latter of whom actually is a full-fledged medical practitioner herself.


A night deployment is less pleasant when it means leaving a bed shared with another but Zaile is ever obedient. And by the time the mechs get moving, she's genuinely enthusiastic about the prospect of imminent battle...or at least apprehending the enemy.


As ever, she waits for a sign of action required...or for an order from her commanding officer.
 
Moving under the cover of darkness and the watchful eyes of the Defender's radar and EW suite, the Red Pandas now find themselves sitting in low power mode under camouflage netting, hiding in a gully nearby to the expected meeting spot of the assassin's and their paycheck. A Tigers Eye AWACs aircraft is on station with a half dozen veritechs, waiting for any sign of the Malcontents to arrive.
 
Sergeant Eadric Braidwood, Field Scientist


Earlier...


"Braidwood, Zaile, good work out there, saving the life of the wounded man."


Eadric nods in acknowledgement, and pats Zaile's shoulder.


Zaile's quite happy to spend her few days waiting on base doing physical training indoors or potentially talking shop with Sergent Braidwood. Despite only being a paramedic, it seems the blue-haired woman still has quite the interest in medicine. In fact, it's highly likely he'll get an invitation to do dinner sometime with both Zaile and her wife Elyana, the latter of whom actually is a full-fledged medical practitioner herself.


Eadric is quite happy to talk shop with Zaile and anyone else that wants to join in; he's not used to his fellow soldiers enjoying such conversations. He would be particularly pleased to accept the dinner invitation, though he'll likely need reining in if Zaile or her wife want more normal dinner talk. Able himself to talk abdominal surgery while slicing into a medium-rare steak, it doesn't seem to occur to him that some things are suitable to discuss while eating, and some are not.


Now...


Waking in the middle of the night isn't his favorite, but when duty calls, Eadric answers. Knowing that such a call was coming, though he hadn't known when, he'd made sure to keep all his gear in full readiness (including a newly-packed, full-capability field medic's pack) and a clean set of clothes laid out each evening, so it was only a matter of moments from rolling out of bed to walking out the door. He swings past the kitchens on his way to the mech bays to grab a big thermos of coffee, several styrofoam cups, and a bagful of whatever late-night snacks are available at that hour, all of which which he shares with the squad while the mechs are prepping. Any leftovers, he stashes in his pack for later.


Alone in his Spartan, he waits patiently, humming to himself with the radio microphone off.
 
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