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by Azmodai2 on Thu Sep 13, 2007 12:33 am
1745. All units pinged in one by one. The entire force was in position. The 5 minute wait was going to be hell. Jason racked the slide on his rifle and Virgo's all checked the power supply links on the beam cannon packs. He shifted his Serpent slightly and edged it forward to get a better view of the base. The top level was highly symmetrical. Two main defense turrets on each side of the main gate, in the center of the compound was an enormous dome topped with two huge cannons. The dome probably stretched far underground, where two of the targets were. Four groups of three barracks occupied each corner of the base and the entire compound was ringed by a 40 foot wall. The faint lumps of the hidden sand turrets could be identified about 50 meters from the main wall. He surmised the underground entrance was through the dome.
Lake Victoria Base: Command and Control Center
The small, dimly lit room was walled with computer panels and a huge communications station occupied on corner. In the center of the room a large black table stood, with six chairs around it. Men in United Earth Sphere Alliance military uniforms sat lounging in office chairs around the table and at the various computers.They seemed relaxed and the mood was light. The men at teh table were chatting good naturedly. A Captain Raames was speaking.
Raames:
"... So then the colonial son of a bitch whips his pistol right? And I'm thinkin' 'what a dumb bastard, he's in the middle of UEA territory,' he was wearin' that stupid blue rookie uniform and he has the dumb idea to pull his piece on me, when I'm with my girlfriend no less! So you know what I did? Grabbed his damn peashooter, ripped it outta' his sweaty little hands and shoved it in his face and I said 'You better get the hell back to your colony boy, before I whip you into shape, don't come down to my home and threaten my wife, I see your face again I'll rip you a new one.' And the little bugger up an' leaves.
Laughter mixed with applause reverberated throughout the control room. Raames was a fit man, about 5'10'', dark complexion and equally dark hair. He was also the resident ace M.S. pilot. The Captain took another sip of his beer and laughed at a poor joke from one of the other officers. Lieutenant Reese had the floor now.
Reese:
Thank God I haven't got any of those asses from space in my hometown. I'd hate to have to confront one in front of my little girl, she's only six. My wife swears she has my eyes. I just want this damn alert to be lifted so I can see my two lovely ladies again. Ey' who all misses home, boys?
It was a simultaneous response as every man in the CCC attested their desire to get back home. The rest of the men in teh room were all either controllers, technicians or the Commanders of the base. Colonel Carpentier held sway over this bastion of UEA power in Africa and he had commanded the base excellently for several years. The truth was with Sin dead, retribution from the colonies was almost a certainty, and Lake Victoria had been put on Medium Alert. If Raames was the resident ace Reese held a close second. Reese produced a picture out of the breast pocket of his uniform and passed it around. A beautiful young woman held up a small girl on her shoulder, both were waving at the camera and smiling broadly.
Epsilon Unit: Jason's Serpent
1749. Jason hit the yellow ping, the signal to line-up targets. He watched his tac-map auto-update as the eight hidden turrets and the 4 defense turrets they were engaging were highlighted read, indicating they had been target painted. Jason flitted his Serpent closer and picked out the patrols he had to engage in his viewfinder. Perfect timing, they were about to pass each other and he could hit both at one time. Jason placed the picture of Rachel up on his display and stuck into the seam of a corner, he smiled sadly and returned his attention to the task at hand. He raised his rifle and trained it on the lead Leo.
1750. Go-light. Ear shattering explosions shuddered through the ground as 40 Leos let loose with their Bazookas and eight EMP shells were launched at the hidden turrets. The impact of 40 Bazooka rounds slamming into the four main defense turrets was devastating. All four turrets crumbled instantly and massive explosions ripped chunks of the wall. The hidden sand turrets sat lifeless as the EMP shells fried their internal workings.
Jason squeezed the trigger and sent a burst out of his rifle straight into the patrol leader's Leo cockpit. Rending steel drowned out the brief scream the man let out as 105mm shells tore him limb from limb. Jason punched the controls and his Serpent shot off straight towards the patrols. His unit sped off right behind him, beam cannons send arcs of bright yellow light into the doomed patrol unit. One Leo had it's leg shorn off then the head smashed in. Another took a beam straight to the chest, literally disintegrating the pilot along with a good portion of the Mobile Suit's torso. Jason trained his rifle on another Leo and punched it full of holes, sending it tumbling backwards over the wall of the base. Three of the five patrol units had been neutralized in a matter of seconds. Jason brought up his tac-map again and sent a ping to his men signaling them to jump the wall and head straight in with him. He checked on the status the other two forces assaulting the gates. Force A, under Coprulu was just breaching the eastern gate, but Force B, under Arguile, had met staunch resistance, not only had the remaining two Leo patrol units been at the gate but two of the three Aries support units were there also.
Jason:
Arguile! Get your ass in gear, you have two minutes to breach that gate, you understand me? What's that? I don't give a damn if all the Leo's and Aries on the damn planet are fighting you, TWO MINUTES!
Jason punched his jets and him and his unit landed inside the compound just as Coprulu broke through the easter gate defenses. He smiled and sent a burst through an Aries bearing down on him. The shells impacted on the Aries' turb-fans and it went careening into a parked APC, lighting both vehicles on fire.
Jason:
Burn it all boys! Show no mercy for you shall be given none! Remember priority targets, hit the topside barracks then we head inside! And will someone peg those damn 13 inch cannons?
Lake Victoria: CCC
1800. For lack of any other better term, all hell had broke loose. Warning klaxons roared through the air and the soft light of the computer screens had been replaced with the glaring red of alert flashers. Men scrambled to computer stations as orders were barked and explosions caused vibrations through the room.
Raames:
What the hell is going on? Reese get to your damn suit! Give me a status report, I'll be in my Virgo in two minutes! Someone find the Colonel!
Raames and Reese both took off at a dead sprint out of the underground CCC and into the M.S. hangar. Both men ran to their respective mobile suits and jumped in. Emergency prep had already been done and the boot-up sequence took less than 20 seconds. Several other units had started to mobilize and a platoon sized force of Leos was already heading out of the hangar and up the ramp that lead to the surface. Raames sent alert pings from his cockpit to the CCC and then proceeded to make for the exit ramp, he sent a comm. to Reese.
Raames:
"Remeber boy, keep your head about you, anyone attacking this base is either a suicidal idiot or a brilliant soldier, and when it comes to Sin's men it's usually the latter. All units, move out! We got some colonist bastards to take care of, you ain't gonna let em invade your home are ya? You ain't gonna let em' set one damn foot on Earth!"
1804. The UEA soldiers acknowledged their will to fight with a loud cheer and La Salle, the commander of the Leo contingent stationed at Lake Victoria, along with the Leos, hit the jets on their suits and shot out of the underground hangar. They arrived topside to find the base in a state of utter chaos. Screams filled the air as one of the squads from Force A began to pump rounds into the northwestern barracks compound. La Salle trained his beam cannon on the lead Taurus and incinerated it's torso in one clean shot.
La Salle:
"Take that you colonial son of a bitch! Fan out, protect the barracks, they CANNOT get inside the dome, understand? Remember boys, these assholes threatened our homes, insulted our wives and now they're killing our comrades!"
At his words the intensity of the defenders determination increased dramatically. As the Leos surfaced they took up firing positions around the entrance of the dome and took aim. They unleashed their volleys in unison and shells bombarded the men of the attack force, a few Leos were punched off their feet by sheer volume of fire and a Taurus was hit in the boosters, causing it to careen into a building, engulfing both in a bright orange fireball. The momentum of the attack visibly lessened.
Jason:
There! That's the dome entrance, all units converge on this location, Coprulu send a detachment to clear our exit to the north, the rest of you with me! We assault that position and I'll be damned if some UEA punk who thinks he knows how to pilot a mobile suit is going to stop us! Let's show the soldiers of Earth what we're really made of!
1810. As Jason's force took up firing positions behind what little cover they could locate inside the compound Raames and Reese both came out the back entrance of the dome leading a small force of Taurus suits. They shlid as silently as possible away from the dome before doubling back on the base and coming at the southern entrance, behind Coprulu's force. Raames had a poster of his girlfriend taped onto the upper right of his display and he blew it a kiss.
Raames:
"I'm comin' home for ya babe, after this worthless war is over, I'm comin' home."
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