Taleth resisted the urge to scratch an itch as he locked his eyes on the front view screen on the bridge. Normally his legion didn't start the invasions, that was normally left to the Consuls and Emperors or their legates. His large Nova- Class warship was stuck in the middle of the formation as no one wanted to risk it being the first to be gunned down by Manukee defense systems. Two other legions accompanied him into the war, mostly as cannon fodder. He activated FLEETCOM and calmly said, " All captains, prepare to drop out of hyperspace. I want all shields charged and weapons ready. I want all pilots to report to the docking hangers and prepare to go planet side."
There was a sudden groan as the entire fleet dropped out of hyper space in the middle of the war zone. A sudden explosion rocked the ship as a frigate was blown apart from the crossfire. " Launch all ships, I repeat launch all ships. Just remember not to kill any Soviets... that wouldn't be good now would it." Now the Koramee Empire entered the war on the USSR's side.. with only 150,000 men, a steep contrast compared to the normally millions strong invasion forces. Drop ships and their escorts braved the AA fire and entered the atmosphere dropping troops or exploding from enemy fire.
Maunkee Empire Territory
Planet Phophies I
1st Day of Invasion ( for the Koramees),
Legionaries and supporting auxiliaries found themselves being slaughtered against the robots as they hadn't expected to dropped in the open. Some took cover behind burning vehicles are the bodies of dead comrades. They raised their laser-rifles and opened fire blowing off heads which sparked as their charred chassis dropped to the ground. But for everyone that fell, there were more. Also, their USSR allies were no help, their primitive gun powder and armour no match for the plasma. Suddenly, a MK. II Garuda burst through the wall of corpses and opened fire with its massive main gun blowing away a large amount of troops in the front lines and its machine guns cutting through the robots with ease, that was until combined fire blew it up. All hope was lost for the stranded soldiers as the realized they were just cannon fodder, but stubbornly fought on anyways. Fighters strafed the lines, only to be shot down by a hail of plasma. However, even with all the acts of heroism, the 13 cohorts sent as cannon fodder was starting to break, the Centurions not able to keep them in line, with standard bearers ( by now which were just motivators) also began to flee. Finally, they all broke and troops just threw down their weapons and began to run towards USSR lines hoping the humans could do something. From orbit as a battle raged around him, Taleth watched from the probe's live feed and snarled, not expecting them soldiers to rout so fast. " Romus, call back all troops there, send additional troops down and establish a foothold somewhere near those trenches. And we need to lure in the damn things into a urban setting, a city, not a god damn open field with trenches. Send a request to the Emperor for more legions." His second in command bowed and hurried off to follow the orders. Another cruiser exploded from a boarding attempt which succeed from battle droids by the damned Maunkee cowards. Marines even now were darting through the vast corridors on the flagship hunting down remnants of the intial boarding party which was turned back after a massive slaughter.
To: General Yougudsky
From: Praetor Taleth
Subject: Maunkee
I've arrived with your promised reinforcements, but you never warned us about them not using organic soldiers. I brought gas expecting them to be living, not a bunch of wires and circuits. I'm withholding my last legion for something else, pray that my Emperor decides to send more troops, or we're probably dead, unless you have sme ace up your sleeve? EMP bomb? My fleet is too small as of now, I can only put some resistance up here. I'll send my reserves down with artillery to your side of the battle. Don't screw them up.
SPQR, Capital of the Empire
Claudius looked through the many folders and files put on his desk. His sectary immediately grabbed them and began sorting through them; the Emperor didn't have time for this, he was due for a meeting at the bathhouse in 10 minutes, then go to an orgy. Munching on a grape, he got up when his secertary said, "My Emperor, there's a request from Praetor Taleth to send more troops, at least I don't know 5 legions." Claudius looked at her and laughed, " As if! Send him two more, and that's all he gets. Let him die for I care, less competition!" Slamming the door he left smiling...
Nero glanced at the leaving Emperor and shook his head sadly. Claudius used to be a good person, now he was just a corrupted twit. And twits had to be taken care of. Leaving the Imperial Palace, he stepped out onto the streets where the Imperial Guard zealously partrolled the streets. Walking into a pub, he met a group of shady figures and said, " Here's some money in advance. More when he's gone. Don't fail, or you'll feel his wrath." The hooded leader snatched the money and said, " The Crimson Ring has never failed in a raid or assassination. Consider it done. Remember, you never met me. I've never seen you."