Robotech - Tales of the RDF

Sergeant Eadric Braidwood, Field Scientist


Eadric also adjusts his loudspeaker to its quietest setting. "Sounds like a plan to me, ma'am. I don't have anything better to suggest, at least. And I can keep myself and our friends here in the back of the squad, where we'll be less likely to be targeted. Friends, do you have any idea where your your crewmates might be?"
 
One of the crew members shouts up, "They kept saying that we would be taken to the ship for interrogation by the High Lord. When Tony wouldn't surrender and drop his rifle, the bastards vaporized him."
 
"There's going to be a lot more of them then there is of us." Connor said. "And we won't have back up like we usually do. We'll surprise them, yes, but there is only four (?) of us piloting destroids. If we can tie them down long enough for backup to get to us, we'll be golden. But it'll be a shit storm until that backup does arrive. Then there's these guys to worry about. They might be of some help if we give them weapons, but what are they compared to suited and booted Malcontents?"
 
Barbara pipes up, "If we can find where the base is, that might be where those guns are that have shut down our air power. We could call in a missile strike and take them out. But we'd have to see our targets to guide in the strike."
 
Staff Sergeant Taniya


Taniya thinks deeply for a moment when her fellow Red Pandas provide their thoughts. She considers the facts, removes her doubts, and goes with a plan with full force.


"McKinley, you are correct in there are but few of us (three) in mecha. The AWACS crew will not be joining in the fighting, though; they will be safely stowed in the aforementioned helmet." Taniya glances to Eadric. "Braidwood, deposit the cage on the ground here. While our human allies enjoy a moment of freedom, return to the Malcontent patrol and retrieve the best-armored helmet there. Leave your GU-11 gun pod here if you also wish to take up the Zentraedi Particle Beam cannon along with its ammunition (she describes what said ammo looks like). I think you will find it a war prize worth the effort."


"Once our AWACS team is secure in the helmet, they will remain in it while the three of us use the evidence I found to see where the Male Power Armor units flew to." Her tone takes on a dangerous edge as she examines both her Red Pandas and the aircrew. "If we do indeed find a worthy target, I trust our AWACS team would like to witness a bit of payback for their Tony in the form of an airstrike?" A grim smile forms across her ruby lips. "I, for one, am all in favor of returning from this mission with both the rescue of brave people and the glowing destruction of our enemies."
 
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The surviving air crew members nod. "Damn straight we would like some payback. Sergeant, before you go, we can give you authorizing codes for a artillery strike."


Barbara quickly enters the codes into her terminal. "Got them. Taniya, If we find a good target, we can have a missile barrage hit it no problem. Ready to go on my end! Also, I sent a signal to Lt. Moran. She is on her way here with the infantry company to keep the surviving crew safe and escort then back to an allied base."


With the crew safe, the three destroids start on their way to follow the Male Powered Armor to their landing point. Using Connors radar, you are also able to avoid any contact with the flying Zentraedi units in the area.


Everyone, please give me a perception roll.
 
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Staff Sergeant Taniya


"Tolson, relay my gratitude to Lt. Moran for assisting the AWACS crew. Keep vigilant and use the best cover you can find, Red Panda Squadron. Let us do with few what many might think impossible."


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Connor gave a very surprised and disbelieving look towards their leader, one that she could not see, probably, hopefully. "Are all Zentradi crazy?" he asked himself as he got his Defender moving. "Nah, course not. I'm the crazy one. Believing we have a chance."


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Sergeant Eadric Braidwood, Field Scientist


Eadric smiled to himself at the thought of a new "toy" to play with, even as he gently sets down the cageful of crew and pries the door open. "Yes, ma'am, I'll be right back." Conscientiously, he searches out the sturdiest, least-damaged helmet first, then scoops up the particle cannon and its ammo before returning to the group.


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Connor is focused on his radar display, but Eadric and Taniya both manage to spot a flash of light of a mega laser blast coming from the mountain in front of you. Taniya takes a second look at that mountain, and she realizes that it is the distinctive shape of a Zentraedi destroyer! That is where the lasers are firing from that have closed down the airspace for the RDF forces.
 
Staff Sergeant Taniya


Taniya tells her team. "Heavy concealment! Now!"





Taniya puts her Tomahawk into as much hard cover or concealment as she can find. She watches her squadmates to be certain they, too, are fully out of sight of the space-born monstrosity. Her thoughts are alive with the hard reality they have discovered. Thuverl-Salan! Terrrrrrific!




(For those of you who have seen the excellent 1996 Ghost in the Shell movie by Masamune Shirow... Taniya feels like Motoko at the 1:41 mark. =) )


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"That, my Red Pandas, is a Malcontent Destroyer-class starship! We are going to need one hell of an airstrike to take that out! Tolson, inform the major on highest encryption that we have found it. Then provide the access codes for missile launch." The Zentraedi ace grits her teeth. "It is not a roaring mountain at all, but a sleeping cosmic giant with guns."


On her own communication unit, Taniya contacts Lt. Moran. "Lieutenant, I highly recommend you get your people and the AWACS crew out of here now! That mountain is a Zentraedi destroyer! We are contacting command and calling in an airstrike."


Then her thoughts go back to the AWACS crew. "This one is for Tony..."
 
Connor looked up from his radar when the call to find hard cover went out. He felt like he missed something, something important. He pondered what that something was for about a minute before what Taniya said finished processing. "A Destroyer! How the hell are we going to bring that down! We'll need the whole military in this area just to keep it in place! Do we have a mini-nuke that we can drop in it's reactor core? No? Then I say we put a pin in it!" Connor said pationatly. After his outburst, he hoped that at around the second half hus comms went a bit choppy and hard to understand.
 
Barbara says a few choice words that indicate that a person's sexual organs are capable of servicing a entire battalion, a bit strange coming from the petite young girl. "Transmitting data along with visuals now. Theater Command, we have a priority target, with eyes on the gun emplacement that is shooting our birds out of the sky. It is a Zentraedi destroyer class warship. I say again, confirmed sighting with a Thuverl-Salan class destroyer."


"Copy that, Red Pandas. We are reviewing your video transmissions now, and we concur that target designation. Transferring you to Firebase Tango for target designation."


A moment goes by, then you are in contact with the Fire base. Once the codes are transmitted, the commander there signals back, "Red Pandas, we have four Monsters in gun range along with four Phalanx that are getting loaded with LRMs as we speak. Artillery fire will commence in two minutes. I'd be much obliged if you can act as spotter for our rounds and help guide them in."


Tolson laughs. Sounds like just what we need. We can laser designate the guns on the target, one for each cannon."


"Excellent. Light them up, and watch the show. Fire base Tango ready to fire in 90 seconds."
 
Give me a to hit roll for the laser designator. So long as you don't roll a 1, you will hit the turret with at least half damage on a 2-4, full damage otherwise.
 
Staff Sergeant Taniya


Unbelieveable! Taniya brought her palm to her forehead with a smacking sound and chuckled. "'Bring it down? Keep it in place?' McKinley, you terrific dunce, the mountain is the starship! It is already down and in place! Pay attention!" Then, smiling, she thought to herself. Why do I find this humorous? What is so damned funny about McKinley's actions that they make me laugh at a time like this?


The Zentraedi ace followed the instructions from Tango Base and carefully painted her laser on the target. Still smiling and sounding amused, she relayed. "Target painted, Tango, but I find its color is not to my liking. Turn it blood red, would you?"

Please don't roll a 1 this time?


k thx bai =)


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Connor looked at his leader's Destroid, and wandered what the hell was going on in there. Barbara was cussing, and Taniya was laughing histerically. Things were obviously not right in there, and frankly he didn't want any part of it. So, silently, he points the laser designator at the target.


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At the Fire base located about eighty miles away, four sets of 16 inch cannons swivel around as the Monsters ready themselves for the fire mission. Next to them are a group of Phalanx destroids, freshly loaded with long range missiles. As one, the missile bays yawn open to reveal their deadly payload.


The Monsters fire first, sending their massive shells down range, followed by the first salvo from the Phalanx battery. The missile leave a trail of smoke through the sky as they burn their way to their targets.


"Red Pandas, fire mission is in route now. You should put your sunglasses on; it's going to be one hell of a blast."


As promised, the explosions caused by that much firepower is quite impressive. You are miles away from the target sure and you can still feel the shockwave as it passes by. Once the initial flash has cleared, instead of the the guns you were targeting, you instead see a massive crater blown into the side of the ship! We are talking serious overkill. After being hit with sixty reflex missiles, the destroyer is nearly blown in half! Flames and smoke fill the sky as the ship burns.

just so you know, the missiles alone did a combined total of 32,000 MDC to that section of the ship, and that was just half the payload available in the Phalanx's. Even if Eadric rolled a one on his targeting, the splash damage is more than enough to take out that whole section. Good job! Xp is forthcoming.
Barbara is silent for a moment, then finally says, "Damn! That was freaking awesome! I an so glad the cameras were rolling for that. Ahem. Fire base Tango, we can confirm destruction of the targets! You flattened them like a bug getting hit by a sledge hammer! We are uploading video now."


"Roger dodger, there Pandas. We are glad to have been of service. Call on us anytime you need to!"


As wonderful as it is to see the destroyer hit so hard, the Malcontents respond like a bunch of angry wasps that have just had their hive hit with a stick. The place you are in will soon be a very dangerous spot.
 
Staff Sergeant Taniya


"Full retreat, Red Pandas! Back to base at flank speed! The remaining Malcontents are going to be hot for our blood after the loss of their destroyer!" Taniya guides her squadron so that they are taking a different route than Lt. Moran's infantry. She places herself at the rear of their order and watches their backs.


Taniya sends a message to the firebase. "Tango from Red Panda Alpha. Your marksmanship is as deadly as any sniper's. Gratitude on our behalf, and if I may, so too for the AWACS team. You are true devils!"


"Everyone, I do believe we have reached another plateau in our time together. Once we reach Anton-17, we will be able to make the most of it, but before we learn those new skills, I have a request of you, Tolson." Taniya keeps a close eye on their whereabouts as their thundering mecha carry them away.
 
Sergeant Eadric Braidwood, Field Scientist


Eadric's grin can be heard in his voice. "Nice shooting! That ought to make them think twice about coming after us and ours." In accordance with orders, he immediately heads back to base, cradling his new weapon in the Spartan's arms. "I wonder if I can adapt some of our machinery to produce more ammunition for this," he muses absently, having forgotten his radio's still on.
 
While the Red Pandas are making their retreat, the skies quickly fill with RDF Valkyries and strike fighters, and the tide of the battle starts to shift over to the human defenders and their allies. As you run, Connor can track multiple Battle Pods in the area, but with the air force back in control of the airspace, you are able to guide bombing runs into the Malcontents to keep your back trail clear.


Barbara looks at Taniya with curiosity. "What is on your mind, boss lady? You know that whatever you want of me, I'll do my best to make you proud."
 
Staff Sergeant Taniya


Taniya watches the skies and bombing runs with deepest of envy, but it is an emotion she keeps close to herself. She replies to her communications specialist. "Of this I have no doubt, Tolson. I will fill you in on the details assuming we get an opportunity. As busy as things have been, there is no guarantee of that. For all I know, we will be asked to head back out the moment we return."
 
The return to Anton-17 shows that the fighting has reached even to this remote outpost. Blasted Battle Pods litter the ground around the base, and the walls have been hit with multiple impacts of both missiles and beam weapons, and the walls have several points where they were breached. Sadly, the Malcontents are not the only ones to have suffered casualties. A Tomahawk and two Spartans have been smashed into useless piles of scrap metal, and the mecha are being dragged in by recovery vehicles. Hopefully the pilots were able to survive.


Deck crews begin working on reloading the spent ammo and missiles right away, since the Malcontents are continuing their push. As you climb down from your cockpits, you are met by applause and cheers. It seems that the whole base population has turned out to congratulate you.
 
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Staff Sergeant Taniya


At first, Taniya has no idea who or what the cheering and applause are directed toward. Once at the feet of her Tomahawk, she looks around to see who the humans are celebrating, clapping her own hands briefly in order to support whatever is going on. It is only when she sees that the people of Anton-17 are cheering for the Red Panda Squadron that the realization of the situation fully dawns on her. When it does, the Zentraedi ace and survivor of a great many cosmic battles is literally stunned into motionlessness.


Such a large, loud, and terrific show of gratitude and praise is not something tank-born Zentraedi know of or are ever to expect in their often too-short lifetimes. As it was for human soldiers in centuries past, "Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die."*


And so it was for Taniya's entire life. Until today.


Before, to have her new rank pinned upon her uniform by her superior officer before her squadmates was the highest honor she could imagine. And now this...


Truly, this day we, the first Zentraedi-led RDF team, have made history. Were that my Lord Breetai were present to witness this. As one of his many creations, this honor ultimately was made possible by his greatness.





She permits herself an awkward, but heartfelt, smile. Then she turns to her fellow Red Pandas and states, "Behold! The honest praise of our fellows for our actions! You have earned this, my Red Panda Squadron - all this and more. Now, let us return our gratitude!"


Staff Sergeant Taniya turns to the people of Anton-17. "Ten-hut! Salute!" To all of them, she delivers and holds one of her ever-crisp salutes. She shouts at the top of her lungs, "For the RDF! For the people of Earth! Victory!"


*(Lord Alfred Tennyson, The Charge of the Light Brigade)
 
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Over the next half hour, the Red Pandas are given a chance to get a quick hot shower, a change of uniform, and a bite to eat before being called into Major Lang's office. The major is there, along with Capt. Marx and Lt. Rosetti, along with a camera crew. The major returns your salutes with the snap of a marine then motions for you to line up in front of him. He gives you all one of his rare smiles, then steps in front of SSgt. Taniya. "Staff Sergeant Taniya. This is the second time in the past month that you have been standing in front of me for service to the RDF above and beyond the call of duty. At this rate, I expect to see officer's bars on your shoulders in short order! But that will have to wait for another day. Today, I have the honor of presenting you and your team with the Distinguished Service Medal, and a meritorious unit citation." He holds his hand out and Lt. Rosetti steps forward with a medal in a case and hands it to Major Lang, a beaming smile on her face. "Staff Sergeant, step forward!" With practiced ease, he pins the new award on your uniform, hands you the medal case, shakes your hand and once more gives you a salute. This is repeated down the line, each of you getting a moment in front of the Major on camera as he gives you your medals.


Once all four of you have gotten pinned, he steps back, the smile still there. "Your actions have been in the finest traditions of the Marines and the RDF, and we are all going to be keeping a close watch on you, and we expect the very best from each of you! Congratulations!"


With the official medal ceremony now over, the camera is shut off and the lights are put away, but one of the media crew comes over to you. "Sergeant? I'm Dennis Mann, a reporter with the RDF Journal. I would love to spend some time getting an interview with you and your squad, if you don't mind. In these troubled times, the people need to hear of heros, and your team certainly qualifies in that role! Especially since you are a Zentraedi, the first to be placed in charge of a squad, if I'm not mistaken. A true sign that our two peoples can work and live together. What do you say?"
 
Staff Sergeant Taniya


"Civilian Mann, it is more than a sign; it is reality. I say one has only to look to the example of Miriya and Maximillian Sterling to see but one shining example of human-Zentraedi interaction, cooperation, even love. On a cosmic level, the human-Zentraedi relationship is today in its infancy, but in a few short generations, there will be many people born of unions between our people. For at our core, we are one people."


"I only ask humanity to remember one important fact - not all Zentraedi are the same. If we were, would I be spilling the blood of my people to save yours? Just as humans contain diversity, so too my proud people - treat them as individuals."


"The Malcontents would see us in our graves; I say we put them in theirs first. In doing so, I fully expect to someday die on the battlefield protecting Earth's people, both human and Zentraedi. I am willing to lay down my life for the union of our people, our future, and our children. Join the Robotech Defense Force, help with the war effort, and we will secure that incredible future together - for all of us."
 
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