Robotech - Tales of the UEEF (Main)

[Sherwood]

Thank you, Psy. The Gnerl has only 150 MDC to it, and your average short range missile does 2d6x10 MDC each.

 

[Sherwood]

The four missiles launch, and they track on the Zentraedi fighter flawlessly. A bright flash of light signals the death of another enemy.

Kwops is now up, and there is only one Gnerl Fighter left.

Order of Battle
24 - Lightning [3]
18 - Scorch [3]
17 - Grumpy -220 [3]
17 - Alex [3]
14 - Stinger [3]
12 - Juryrig [2] <====
11 - Fighter Pod 8 [2]

 

[Kwops]

Juryrig sees the Fighter Pod escaping. In a moment of historical, logic-defying inspiration, he knows what he must do. He guns the engines, shouts into the comms "Damn the torpedoes! FULL SPEED AHEAD!", and fires off all 4 remaining heavy H.E missiles at Fighter Pod 8.

 

[Sherwood]

The missiles clear the launch rails with no problem, and even though the remaining fighter tries, it cannot dodge the incoming volley. There is nothing left of it.

Moving out of combat time.

Alex lets out a laugh. "Damn, Juryrig! Just a bit of overkill there, don' t you think? We need to call this in. The fleet will need to know about this." He works the controls for the laser communication system, calling out to the closest ship to report in.

 

[WlfSamurai]

Exileration fills Ty to the brim. He doesn’t want the adrenaline to end. It makes him feel alive. The rolling in his makes him giggle with joy.

“Ha!” he says over the team channel. “That was awesome! No one told me you guys were good. Dayum. I love it.” He bring his own fighter back into formation, smiling all the way, and waits for new orders.

 

[Psychie]

"We need to backtrack those Zentraedi units and see where they came from. Whatever point of origin they have, we need to find it. Might have been what the recon force ran into." Scorch turns her attention to Grumpy. "You guys took a hard hit. You ok over there?"

 

[Kwops]

Juryrig, laughing along with Alex, responds through the comms, "There's no kill quite like overkill. Anyway, I'm sure they have quite literal shiploads of those missiles back on the MacArthur, so it's not like I'm firing away some precious commodity all willy-nilly."

 

[Sherwood]

Alex lets out a laugh. "Can't argue with that logic. Wait one; I'm getting a signal back from the Northampton. A burst text message. 'Acknowledged your contact with Zentraedi forces. Relaying information to other ships of the fleet. Continue patrol pattern and be alert for more signs of Zentraedi presence in the system.' Pretty much what I expected from the higher-ups. Looks like we are hunting not only our three missing ships, but the launch point of those Zeeks. Those fighters have a limited range before they need to refuel, but with their speed, it makes it harder to pin down just where they came from. Whatever their launch point, it has to be in the asteroid belts or else the MacArthur and the rest of the forward elements of the fleet would have detected them long ago as we entered the system. Lets move out."

 

[Kwops]

After a quick check on systems and missile payloads, Juryrig switches back to comms. "Aye aye, sir. I'll probably be sticking to EWAR for the rest of our flight, since I blew all of my heavy ordnance on that last engagement. I've still got about 30 mini-missiles, but those things won't exactly be packing a punch on their own."

 

[Epiphany]

Lieutenant Chen Tseng gives the faintest of sighs, mostly releasing pent up tension from the battle.

Then she smiles and signals the Storm Dragons. "Nice work, squad! I can see how our practice has already paid off." With Alex's report, she adds "Hold on confirming receipt of message and acknowledgement of orders, Lieutenant. Grumpy, how fit are you? Are you operational? Can you carry out this mission with us?"

 

[Sherwood]

Alex gives a thumbs up over the video screen. "Eh, we got rocked pretty hard there, but our armor is still holding at about half strength. Its the call of you and Grumpy to decide if we need to evac out, but I'm willing to continue on. Besides, we - Hold on! I just got multiple radar targets on my screen, moving in this direction at high speed! Distance is extreme; 250 miles out moving at Mach 6 speed. Flight performance and electronic signature shows . . . we are looking at a metric shit-ton of Zentraedi with fifteen Regult Battle Pods, five Male Powered Armor and two Glaug Officer Pods."

You would all know that the Regults and MPAs have a top speed of Mach 9 in space, slightly faster than even the Super Veritechs that you are flying in, and the Glaug Officer Pods can hit Mach 12.

The EW man continues. "At their range, they haven't detected us yet, so we have to make a call like now. We can just barely get out of their flight path without being seen if we maneuver away, or we can turn and burn into them and see if we can take them down ourselves. What do we do?"

 

[Psychie]

Scorch looks troubled. "That many targets will be a tough nut to crack. All it will take is a few lucky shots before we are in trouble out here. Not sayin' we can't do it, but we just have to work together on it or we'll get our clocks cleaned."

 

[Sherwood]

Orikanyo Epiphany WlfSamurai Kwops What do you guys want to do? Fight, or evade? Or something else entirely?

 

[Orikanyo]

Grumpy sighed. "First round done.. But their coming up again... We're half way to smoked here, and I'd rather not fight those largegroups, they likely are bringing their full force this time sicne we've proved ourselves a true threat. Back off, search for allies, we're a scouting force and we've done our scouting. Going any further will risk our hides needlessly... We're not immortal here, and we're against overwhelming odds." he brougth about his views on the situation.

"Plus we blew alotta load on that last squad, we've more than proven ourselves. Lets head back and add our report to the stack... We've gotten a good note on their numbers as well if their moving full force here." he started examining the silver lining to his dark grumpy stormcloud. "Remember the better part of valor."

 

[Kwops]

"Yeah, the other part of that is even if we wanted to lure them into some other patrols, we actually have to lure them into some other patrols. That implies we know where the other patrols are and where they will be by the time the enemy catches up to us, which could be some trouble to figure out. And there's always the chance that they either miss us, catch us before we reach the other patrol, or just kill us all anyway. Seems to me like we should cut and run now, and come back later with restocked weapons."

 

[Epiphany]

"Confirmed, Lieutenant," Chen says, answering Alex's delivery of information. "Acknowledge orders and update the Northampton of our situation."

"Storm Dragons, let's break for these coordinates." The Lieutenant pulls up her plotter of other patrol routes and highlights the Black Cauldrons, a trio of Beta Veritechs in their rough proximity, even as she changes course with her Valkyrie and begins to accelerate. "Full burn, squad. We're going to pull out of this asteroid belt enough to get our speed up in so we can make that rendezvous. Kilgore, see if you can give them a heads up and our course so they can arrange a nice surprise for the guests we're bringing their way."

As the squad falls in and boosts to top speed, she adds "They're likely to overtake us just shy of our reinforcements. So be ready to fly defensively. Remember, an assist is as good as a kill, right? We have a few minutes before we're under fire. Take some water, take a caffeine pill if you need it, but now is your chance to be refreshed and sharp for what is to come. Let's be at our best!"

Having delivered her sermon, Lieutenant Tseng follows her own advice and swallows a caffeine pill.

 

[WlfSamurai]

“Damn”, Ty says to himself in a quiet whisper. He had hoped they’d be crazy enough to push through. Crazy enough to attack head on. Damn the odds. That’s what he’s thinking, anyway. It’s what he’s always thinking. Boring is boring.

He takes a deep breath as he listens to Chen dole out orders. Ty falls into formation and thumbs the caffeine pill in his palm. The enemy would overtake them and he needed every edge he could get. He pops the pill into his mouth and punches the thruster to stay in formation.

 

[Sherwood]

Alex acknowledges Tseng's order, and immediately begins to work the laser communicator and radio from the back seat of Grumpy's Valkyrie. It takes several moments, but soon he is able to raise another Veritech squadron on the comms. From extreme range, you get a weak reply. "This is Lt. 'Rube' Goldberg of Raven Squad. We copy your signal that you have a handful of tangos out there, and we are boosting to full speed to rendezvous with you at <coordinates> with three Beta Fighters fully loaded to help sweep the Zeeks out of the system. Just hold out until we get there!"

As the Storm Dragons maneuver to meet with Raven Squad, the Zentraedi forces on your radar suddenly shift direction and begin to accelerate to intercept you. From the distance they were from you, it is immediately clear that there is at least one Recon Pod in the mix of Zentraedi units. As they chase you, your long range radio communications go haywire as the Recon unit begins to jam your frequencies, cutting you off from the Ravens, but by now its too late to make any difference there.

You can see on your own radar sets that the enemy is closing in on you, and they will have a full round of combat on you before Raven Squad is in range for their missiles.

Orikanyo is up first

Initiative order
23 - Grumpy -220 <====
23 - Alex
19 - Lightning
18 - Officer Pods 1-2
17 - Male Powered Armor 1-5
16 - Juryrig
15 - Regult 1-5
14 - Stinger
12 - Regult 6-10
10 - Scout Regult 1
8 - Regult 11-14
6 - Scorch

Raven 1-3 will be in the fight in the next round

 

[Psychie]

Scorch pushes the throttle forward all the way and grins as she feels the power of the Valkyrie surge to her will. "Ready to go, Boss Lady!"

Spoiler: Missile Load

3 medium Multi Warhead
15 mini Plasma
15 mini Plasma
8 mini Fragmentation
46 short HEAP

 

[Orikanyo]

"Bloody fuck, two bit fucking shit brick cocksucking-" He let loose a rather scathing tirade of curses as the group had come upon them, he didn't wait as he fired his proton torpedos at the first officer pod. "take it and shove it up your worthless-" the expletives began to be censored to preserve younger ears, it was clear that grumpy was QUITE unhappy with the fact the enemies had caught up and spotted them so easily.

"Fucking to god damn many of the worthless fucking shitbricks, Not enoguh damn missiles."

Spoiler: Missile load

*used

4. MDS: 8 HEAP
5.
Mount 1: 2 Proton Torpedo (heavy) SMART: 6d6x10 M.D., 1200 miles, 50 foot radius, 20 M.D.C. *
Mount 2: 3 HEAP (medium)**: 3d6x10 M.D., 40 miles, 20 foot radius, 10 M.D.C.*
Mount 3: 3 HEAP (medium)**: 3d6x10 M.D., 40 miles, 20 foot radius, 10 M.D.C.
Mount 4: 2 Proton Torpedo (heavy) SMART: 6d6x10 M.D., 1200 miles, 50 foot radius, 20 M.D.C.

 

[Sherwood]

How many heavies are you firing? Is it one or two? I'm not quite sure.

 

[Orikanyo]

Firing two.

 

[Sherwood]

The two missiles fly out at high speed. The Glaug tries to evade, then it resorts to using one of its autocannons to try and shoot them down. One missile is blasted, but the second manages to track in and it hits the Pod. Normally the armor should be able to handle the damage, but this one explodes in a violent display of fire and light.
Alex keeps himself busy doing his best to fry the electronics of the second Glaug.

Epiphany is up

Initiative order
23 - Grumpy -220 [1]
23 - Alex [1]
19 - Lightning <====
18 - Officer Pod 2
17 - Male Powered Armor 1-5
16 - Juryrig
15 - Regult 1-5
14 - Stinger
12 - Regult 6-10
10 - Scout Regult 1
8 - Regult 11-14
6 - Scorch

 

[Epiphany]

Lightning concentrates on her flying, getting her squad as close to the intercept point as possible without casualties. That said, if there's an opportunity to drop a missile or two in the path of one of those recon units hashing up communications, all the better! Otherwise, she concentrates on a full defense, doing her best to evade any fire coming until they've reached the rendezvous.

 

[Orikanyo]

"Shit, might've painted another target on us, going on defensive!"