Introduction
The world has been suddenly plunged into conflict. For years the new imperialistic government of the former United States of America, now known as the United Western Powers (UWP), and the Neo Asian Conglomerate (NAC) have been at odds in what was known as the Split World incident. It was essentially a second cold war, between the extremely powerful nations of the world. In the past few years, through treaties and minor insurrections the UWP and NAC have expanded into the Pacific Islands. The HWP also took under its wing most of North Africa and stabilized the regions of Southern Europe. Of course in response the NAC has consumed all of the Middle East. These two powers now came to a stale mate at the Suez Canal, where the tension fell on the only remaining country to be neutral within the area. Liberty is a democratic state, created by the Free American Peoples party in association with the Democratic Empire of Japan, and the last remnants of the EU following the Socialist decline in the old USA. The land they attained just happened to be about 150 miles wide and bisected by the Suez Canal which brought them a great deal of trade wealth. The nation expanded outward and eventually prospered into a mighty power able to repel both borders with the NAC and UWP. In time, though the two super powers remained at odds, with the three neutral countries of the EU, Japan, and Liberty the majority of the fighting was buffered, and the tensions in the highest areas of conflict subsided.
This could not be sustained however, Even as the world’s problems gave way to technological breakthroughs and the various nations tried to negotiate a global peace, some powerful and hidden shadows pushed the world toward the brink once more. This came in the form of both the UWP and NAC trying to stir revolutions in the nation of Japan. Exerting economic pressure on the remaining states of the EU and by their attempts to buy Liberty out with technology and power; however, none of these proved successful, so to bring the world into open war, the shadows sent the “Letters of Conflict”. These two letters were sent to the heads of state of both the UWP and the NAC, claiming the cabinet of Liberty had sided with the opposition and that any moment a declaration of hostilities would be announced, followed equally swift with a declaration of war in the form of a preemptive strike. Though these letters were secret and kept from the public, they started the largest conflict ever seen. As the nation of liberty was now assaulted from both sides, and the rest of the world, plunged into war soon afterward.
The nation of Liberty was not one of fools, and was not without its armaments and preparation for war. For years the primary mode of combat had been the Zeus units all the nations used. Robotic units of decent size they were simple but powerful machines, and cheap to produce. The newer weapons were known as Frames. Larger and more powerful, frames came in main variations, but they were mass produced war machines that still lacked cutting edge technologies. Even so, as the war at Suez began, these were the primary objects of the battlefield, and they were deadly weapons. Liberty, strong as it was, could not hold out in such a state, and with its much smaller forces (though better trained and equipped with newer Frames) was swiftly pushed back. Mass evacuations to Station One had most of the citizens out of the line of fire in a matter of hours, but the military was unable to hold the lines for longer than a few days. As the lines collapsed they found themselves stuck with nowhere to run, and soon the NAC and UWP where fighting each other before each line. This sparked global conflict that spread to all but the other neutral nations, but for Liberty it was far too late. All they could do was holding out until the public was safe and evacuated. This is where YOUR story, YOUR war, begins…
Who will you fight for? Who will survive? This war is one of global conflict stirred by politicians, and with the secret letters now a catalyst any of the sides can win. The Neutral nations can’t survive forever, and with the two super powers soon to push into space only one will remain. You decide who that will be.
Frame types used by the governments:
Zeus: A basic walker and cockpit unit without arms. Able to hold immense loads, while not flight enabled or able to be flight enabled they can have the strongest of cannons and are the only Mechs which high energy Plasma weapons are currently available for in regular amounts. They are the basic units used by the two super powers UWP and NAC and are in mass production around the world. They are very hard to destroy in ranged combat. They can be on tracked and wheeled bases and can be armed with howitzers, cannons, machine guns, and even blade weapons. The primary melee system is the SLASH (Singular Launch Attack Shuriken Harness) systems.
Unit I: these are the first humanoid frames and are the basis of the Neutral Alliances’ forces. They have a simple design much like those mechs used in MechAssault. They are able to use many mountable weapons and even have a few Plasma weapons available to them. They are not flight enabled but can be modified to have Jumper systems. These mechs are essentially ground troops and are best in a squad format with midrange to close range capabilities. The Sniper versions are equipped with massive cannons and bracers that fold down to brace the unit and hold it steady for continued fire.
Unit II: Approx 60ft tall, these are the newest humanoid mechs of the UWP that are only used in Spec-Ops. They are specifically designed to be fast moving and are completely humanoid in shape with the cockpit in the middle of the chest cavity, they are able to carry many kinds of mid range rifles and blades, and even are fully Flight capable if modified. Very few of these units are outside of the UWP but a few have been captured by the NAC and are being toyed with and modified to be used for their newest aces. The Liberty version of this Frame type, called the Duo, is piloted by one peson and its targeting system is opperated by another called the Nav-Pilot or Navie.
Horus: Approx 40 ft tall, these units are the true speed demons and melee combative of the UWP forces. They are humanoid but have a large box cockpit that extends out their backs (Code Geass style) they move via tracked feet and they are standard with Jump systems that can be extended to Flight systems. These have not been captured yet and are only available to the UWP Spec-Ops teams.
Nexus: These are the most advanced units and have only been seen a few times in combat. They are fast, brutal and by far the most flexible frames out there. They are all flight enabled and each one has one other feature, an A.I. personality that is based on the pilot in a way. They are only presently available in the Neutral Alliance, but after they were seen by both the UWP and the NAC in the battles for Liberty the other nations are starting to speed their experimental proto types into battle.
Other/ Artisian: there are several small corporations that build mechs for mercenary companies and the super powers have their own flight enables Prototypes that are similar to the Nexus but do not have the A.I. system. Basically, anything thats not one of the above is an Artisian Mech
Character Skeleton-
Name:
Nation: (UWP< NAC< NA< Merc)
Rank:
Mech Type:
Description: (provide pic if possable, preferably anime)
Equipment:
Mech Details/Other Special items:
History:
Note*: Technology is plasma, ballistic, and particle base. Plasma has limited range but Particles are far different. Particle weaponry is electrons super-heated and compressed under an electromagnetic field to be used as sabers or projectile beam weapons. Particle shielding is a layer of the particles in a semi-solid to solid form that deflects their particles. Ballistic weapons penetrate particle shielding but depending on the density of the shield can cause less to near no damage. This uses a lot of energy. High mobility units have limited shield abilities when also using particle weapons. If a shield is up and surrounding the whole unit the Frame cannot attack.
No, you dont need a mech to play in this game, as wars are won on and off the field. Any questions please PM me.
This could not be sustained however, Even as the world’s problems gave way to technological breakthroughs and the various nations tried to negotiate a global peace, some powerful and hidden shadows pushed the world toward the brink once more. This came in the form of both the UWP and NAC trying to stir revolutions in the nation of Japan. Exerting economic pressure on the remaining states of the EU and by their attempts to buy Liberty out with technology and power; however, none of these proved successful, so to bring the world into open war, the shadows sent the “Letters of Conflict”. These two letters were sent to the heads of state of both the UWP and the NAC, claiming the cabinet of Liberty had sided with the opposition and that any moment a declaration of hostilities would be announced, followed equally swift with a declaration of war in the form of a preemptive strike. Though these letters were secret and kept from the public, they started the largest conflict ever seen. As the nation of liberty was now assaulted from both sides, and the rest of the world, plunged into war soon afterward.
The nation of Liberty was not one of fools, and was not without its armaments and preparation for war. For years the primary mode of combat had been the Zeus units all the nations used. Robotic units of decent size they were simple but powerful machines, and cheap to produce. The newer weapons were known as Frames. Larger and more powerful, frames came in main variations, but they were mass produced war machines that still lacked cutting edge technologies. Even so, as the war at Suez began, these were the primary objects of the battlefield, and they were deadly weapons. Liberty, strong as it was, could not hold out in such a state, and with its much smaller forces (though better trained and equipped with newer Frames) was swiftly pushed back. Mass evacuations to Station One had most of the citizens out of the line of fire in a matter of hours, but the military was unable to hold the lines for longer than a few days. As the lines collapsed they found themselves stuck with nowhere to run, and soon the NAC and UWP where fighting each other before each line. This sparked global conflict that spread to all but the other neutral nations, but for Liberty it was far too late. All they could do was holding out until the public was safe and evacuated. This is where YOUR story, YOUR war, begins…
Who will you fight for? Who will survive? This war is one of global conflict stirred by politicians, and with the secret letters now a catalyst any of the sides can win. The Neutral nations can’t survive forever, and with the two super powers soon to push into space only one will remain. You decide who that will be.
Frame types used by the governments:
Zeus: A basic walker and cockpit unit without arms. Able to hold immense loads, while not flight enabled or able to be flight enabled they can have the strongest of cannons and are the only Mechs which high energy Plasma weapons are currently available for in regular amounts. They are the basic units used by the two super powers UWP and NAC and are in mass production around the world. They are very hard to destroy in ranged combat. They can be on tracked and wheeled bases and can be armed with howitzers, cannons, machine guns, and even blade weapons. The primary melee system is the SLASH (Singular Launch Attack Shuriken Harness) systems.
Unit I: these are the first humanoid frames and are the basis of the Neutral Alliances’ forces. They have a simple design much like those mechs used in MechAssault. They are able to use many mountable weapons and even have a few Plasma weapons available to them. They are not flight enabled but can be modified to have Jumper systems. These mechs are essentially ground troops and are best in a squad format with midrange to close range capabilities. The Sniper versions are equipped with massive cannons and bracers that fold down to brace the unit and hold it steady for continued fire.
Unit II: Approx 60ft tall, these are the newest humanoid mechs of the UWP that are only used in Spec-Ops. They are specifically designed to be fast moving and are completely humanoid in shape with the cockpit in the middle of the chest cavity, they are able to carry many kinds of mid range rifles and blades, and even are fully Flight capable if modified. Very few of these units are outside of the UWP but a few have been captured by the NAC and are being toyed with and modified to be used for their newest aces. The Liberty version of this Frame type, called the Duo, is piloted by one peson and its targeting system is opperated by another called the Nav-Pilot or Navie.
Horus: Approx 40 ft tall, these units are the true speed demons and melee combative of the UWP forces. They are humanoid but have a large box cockpit that extends out their backs (Code Geass style) they move via tracked feet and they are standard with Jump systems that can be extended to Flight systems. These have not been captured yet and are only available to the UWP Spec-Ops teams.
Nexus: These are the most advanced units and have only been seen a few times in combat. They are fast, brutal and by far the most flexible frames out there. They are all flight enabled and each one has one other feature, an A.I. personality that is based on the pilot in a way. They are only presently available in the Neutral Alliance, but after they were seen by both the UWP and the NAC in the battles for Liberty the other nations are starting to speed their experimental proto types into battle.
Other/ Artisian: there are several small corporations that build mechs for mercenary companies and the super powers have their own flight enables Prototypes that are similar to the Nexus but do not have the A.I. system. Basically, anything thats not one of the above is an Artisian Mech
Character Skeleton-
Name:
Nation: (UWP< NAC< NA< Merc)
Rank:
Mech Type:
Description: (provide pic if possable, preferably anime)
Equipment:
Mech Details/Other Special items:
History:
Note*: Technology is plasma, ballistic, and particle base. Plasma has limited range but Particles are far different. Particle weaponry is electrons super-heated and compressed under an electromagnetic field to be used as sabers or projectile beam weapons. Particle shielding is a layer of the particles in a semi-solid to solid form that deflects their particles. Ballistic weapons penetrate particle shielding but depending on the density of the shield can cause less to near no damage. This uses a lot of energy. High mobility units have limited shield abilities when also using particle weapons. If a shield is up and surrounding the whole unit the Frame cannot attack.
No, you dont need a mech to play in this game, as wars are won on and off the field. Any questions please PM me.
The Story So Far... Write a Post » as written by 5 authors
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Alexander hesitated, but held Gabriel's eyes with his own fiery blue eyes. "I don't know who your enemies are, that's for you to know, not me," he hissed at last. "I don't need someone asking me all these questions about loyalty and enemies. You're not involved with the Red Corps, so why do you insist on coming here and asking me all these questions?"
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“That’s for you to discover, not for me to reveal. Ortherwise you would have learned nothing.” Gabriel stood and walked to the back door of the hanger, “I’m sure you’ll understand later.” He opened the door and turned back around suddenly with one last question.
“Vincent, do you know the course algorithm for Zeus?” he asked, knowing the answer. He didn’t wait for him to answer but just walked out. Thirty minutes later he was back in the command room for the liberty forces.
“So, Gabriel, any changes in our attack plan?” Michael asked.
“No, the non military personnel will be shuttled out, then the regular army with retreat to the south and out of the area. Following that I’ll lead the special forces in a blitz through the enemy line.”
“Very well, then I’m authorizing the full retreat and evacuation not all military and noncombat personnel out of Liberty at this moment, gentlemen, do your best.” The President saluted them as he was shown to his Airship.
"That arial platform of their's should be repaired enough to go back into battle by now. We need to hold them at the wall for thirty minuted, then we can move back past the business districts into the central rings. After an hour there we should fall back and use the base as well as the Orbital Platform Cannons to hold them for one more hour. After that Operation Collapse will be in the final stage. If all goes as planned my tem will be the only one on ground when it happens." Gabriel breifed the remaining officers, he and Michael were the two highest ranking officers in the city now, the generals and council had just left the room and were on their way up to Station one. The President was in his Air Battleship and would be moving out via the canal on a secured route followed by the fleet. Soon only the regular forces on the west bank and Gabriel's special forces would be left in Liberty. He looked out to see the large plumes of kicked up sand as the enemy forces closed in on the outer wall once again, "Time to make a miracle happen."
“Vincent, do you know the course algorithm for Zeus?” he asked, knowing the answer. He didn’t wait for him to answer but just walked out. Thirty minutes later he was back in the command room for the liberty forces.
“So, Gabriel, any changes in our attack plan?” Michael asked.
“No, the non military personnel will be shuttled out, then the regular army with retreat to the south and out of the area. Following that I’ll lead the special forces in a blitz through the enemy line.”
“Very well, then I’m authorizing the full retreat and evacuation not all military and noncombat personnel out of Liberty at this moment, gentlemen, do your best.” The President saluted them as he was shown to his Airship.
"That arial platform of their's should be repaired enough to go back into battle by now. We need to hold them at the wall for thirty minuted, then we can move back past the business districts into the central rings. After an hour there we should fall back and use the base as well as the Orbital Platform Cannons to hold them for one more hour. After that Operation Collapse will be in the final stage. If all goes as planned my tem will be the only one on ground when it happens." Gabriel breifed the remaining officers, he and Michael were the two highest ranking officers in the city now, the generals and council had just left the room and were on their way up to Station one. The President was in his Air Battleship and would be moving out via the canal on a secured route followed by the fleet. Soon only the regular forces on the west bank and Gabriel's special forces would be left in Liberty. He looked out to see the large plumes of kicked up sand as the enemy forces closed in on the outer wall once again, "Time to make a miracle happen."
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Makings his way to the front of the group and leaving another pilot to guard the rear the phantom’s beam rifle stayed steadied and aimed, just in case. “So who are you guys?” He asked, wondering why it was he hadn’t asked the question sooner.
“Well I’m Paul, and kind of the leader of the six… five.” He explained, correcting himself as he remembered his friend was now dead. Guarding the rear he kept his gun sighted and ready, fearing for his men’s lives and his own.
“Well my name is John…”
“As is mine!” Said the third pilot in the line.
“Most people just call me Tex though.” He said, turning on a private link to John. “You suck!” He said quickly with a laugh, than turned the link off before a response. Second in line he was behind Jude’s frame, which didn’t make his feel safe. With the phantom’s speed Jude could easily avoid a beam shot and leave his frame in the way to take the hit.
“I’m Roger, and can I just say how much I hate this damn unit II. I can’t understand while they gave me this piece of crap, compared to my other unit.” His voice filled with discontent, his frame the forth in formation.
“And I’m Daniel.” He said as he scanned the rear, helping out his leader. “And personally I think this whole mission is bull, and Groge is to proud a man to be leading such an attack.”
Finally they arrived to the power station and found that it was completely abandoned. Could the liberty forces really be this stupid or was this just a trap? “Carefully set up and defensive perimeter, I’ll plate my explosives, and than we can get the hell out of here before this place blows.” Steering the phantom over towards some transformers he plated one of his grenades, moving on to plant his other seven.
“How we looking guys?” Paul asked out over his comlink.
“Its good… to good, if you ask me.” Tex answered as he crouched his frame behind the corner of a building and aimed his beam rifle down the alleyway. “Where the hell is everyone?”
“I don’t know, but I would much rather not find out.” Paul answered back. “Not loosing anymore of you guys would be wonderful.” His heart was already heavy with Tommy’s death, a new recruit, it would be hard new for his parents.
“Well I’m Paul, and kind of the leader of the six… five.” He explained, correcting himself as he remembered his friend was now dead. Guarding the rear he kept his gun sighted and ready, fearing for his men’s lives and his own.
“Well my name is John…”
“As is mine!” Said the third pilot in the line.
“Most people just call me Tex though.” He said, turning on a private link to John. “You suck!” He said quickly with a laugh, than turned the link off before a response. Second in line he was behind Jude’s frame, which didn’t make his feel safe. With the phantom’s speed Jude could easily avoid a beam shot and leave his frame in the way to take the hit.
“I’m Roger, and can I just say how much I hate this damn unit II. I can’t understand while they gave me this piece of crap, compared to my other unit.” His voice filled with discontent, his frame the forth in formation.
“And I’m Daniel.” He said as he scanned the rear, helping out his leader. “And personally I think this whole mission is bull, and Groge is to proud a man to be leading such an attack.”
Finally they arrived to the power station and found that it was completely abandoned. Could the liberty forces really be this stupid or was this just a trap? “Carefully set up and defensive perimeter, I’ll plate my explosives, and than we can get the hell out of here before this place blows.” Steering the phantom over towards some transformers he plated one of his grenades, moving on to plant his other seven.
“How we looking guys?” Paul asked out over his comlink.
“Its good… to good, if you ask me.” Tex answered as he crouched his frame behind the corner of a building and aimed his beam rifle down the alleyway. “Where the hell is everyone?”
“I don’t know, but I would much rather not find out.” Paul answered back. “Not loosing anymore of you guys would be wonderful.” His heart was already heavy with Tommy’s death, a new recruit, it would be hard new for his parents.
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As the Special ops team tried to sneak over to the power station they were being tracked by two Frames that remained hidden. One was flying right above them, the other was almost three miles away watching the whole thing unfold from the scope of his Frame’s sniper rifle. “So honey, what are you thinking?” Duo asked over their comm.
“I think we should stop them, this station isn’t important but I’m kinda bored and I still haven’t gotten to test out the burst mode.” Maria said with a bit of a pout.
“Well then, give quarter?”
“No reason not to, they aren’t evil, just following orders.”
“Roger, target sighted, firing!” Duo said as the Unit II at position four was locked on to. The shot was a high compression Particle shot that was fired from some platform in a building about three miles to the south.
At the same time Maria rolled the Raziel over and dove sharply toward the facility, drawing her beam rifle and heading down from high altitude.
“I think we should stop them, this station isn’t important but I’m kinda bored and I still haven’t gotten to test out the burst mode.” Maria said with a bit of a pout.
“Well then, give quarter?”
“No reason not to, they aren’t evil, just following orders.”
“Roger, target sighted, firing!” Duo said as the Unit II at position four was locked on to. The shot was a high compression Particle shot that was fired from some platform in a building about three miles to the south.
At the same time Maria rolled the Raziel over and dove sharply toward the facility, drawing her beam rifle and heading down from high altitude.
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"Sir, the Zelion has now returned to primary ideal altitude, and we are currently viewing the situation closely."
"Good," General Groge had not gotten over the damage done to the Zelion in the last battle in Anchor, and his face, angry and annoyed, reflected this. "And our Spec Ops team?"
"When last we received contact, sir, they were near the power station. We haven't gotten any contact since."
"Get a contact in, now. I'll take no chances with this."
Kreutszat Base, Near Munchen, Former Germany
"Feels good to be back home..." Elrich remarked to himself as the Red Squad stepped down out of the transport plane that had taken them from Libery back to Kreutszat. And now they had time to simply relax for a couple of days. A break from all the combat and fighting--it had been quite some time since Minerva Ken had seen fit to give the Red Squad time of their own. At Elrich's request, they would avoid discussing the meeting with Gabriel Hierarch--at the very least until the chosen duel day.
"Shall we go into the city?" Hatsu suggested. "Even though I'm at Kreutszat all the time, I've actually never been into the city itself. I've always wanted to see it."
"I heard it's beautiful around the winter times," Anya interjected. Victor nodded his agreement. His match with Grant Skyraider was upcoming, and of course he had no plan whatsoever to back out of it.
"Right..." Alexander was unusually reticent that day; his usual eager personality suddenly resembled Victor's dark broodiness. He was still mulling over the entire ordeal, being the most stubborn of the five.
"Well, I suppose checking out Munchen wouldn't be so bad," Elrich muttered. In truth, he hadn't gone back to his hometown in almost fifteen years--perhaps more. "I'm sure the good general has no qualms with it. If you're set on it, then sure. It'd be nice to get out of this uniform for a while..."
"Good," General Groge had not gotten over the damage done to the Zelion in the last battle in Anchor, and his face, angry and annoyed, reflected this. "And our Spec Ops team?"
"When last we received contact, sir, they were near the power station. We haven't gotten any contact since."
"Get a contact in, now. I'll take no chances with this."
Kreutszat Base, Near Munchen, Former Germany
"Feels good to be back home..." Elrich remarked to himself as the Red Squad stepped down out of the transport plane that had taken them from Libery back to Kreutszat. And now they had time to simply relax for a couple of days. A break from all the combat and fighting--it had been quite some time since Minerva Ken had seen fit to give the Red Squad time of their own. At Elrich's request, they would avoid discussing the meeting with Gabriel Hierarch--at the very least until the chosen duel day.
"Shall we go into the city?" Hatsu suggested. "Even though I'm at Kreutszat all the time, I've actually never been into the city itself. I've always wanted to see it."
"I heard it's beautiful around the winter times," Anya interjected. Victor nodded his agreement. His match with Grant Skyraider was upcoming, and of course he had no plan whatsoever to back out of it.
"Right..." Alexander was unusually reticent that day; his usual eager personality suddenly resembled Victor's dark broodiness. He was still mulling over the entire ordeal, being the most stubborn of the five.
"Well, I suppose checking out Munchen wouldn't be so bad," Elrich muttered. In truth, he hadn't gone back to his hometown in almost fifteen years--perhaps more. "I'm sure the good general has no qualms with it. If you're set on it, then sure. It'd be nice to get out of this uniform for a while..."
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As the group’s sensors went off Roger tried to avoid being hit, but before anything could be done his Unit II exploded in a ball of fire and shrapnel. “Take cover and watch the skies!” Paul screamed, his sensors picking up on the approaching unit from above. “Use your bazookas!” He ordered, taking aim with his as his other two comrades who had theirs raised them and the others aiming down the sights of their beam rifles. “Steady… steady… steady… steady… FIRE!” Shooting off their rockets the three quickly switched to their beam rifles while the others shot scattered fire at the incoming unit.
“Where the hell is Jude?” Tex roared over the comlink.
“I just planted the last of the explosives and now heading towards the sniper.” He acknowledged. “Just let me know when you want those explosive set off and I’ll do it. Just don’t go and die.” He told them as he maneuvered down alleyways to avoid being caught in the snipers sights. Suddenly a transmission came in from the Zelion, asking what their situation was. “We’ve come under attack! I’m currently in route to a sniper while the others are staying at the power station to take out an incoming airborne unit.” He reported with a calm and collected as he moved further through the city. “I should be fine but please send reinforcements to the power station, and tell them to be carful where they shoot, my explosives are armed.”
Moving deeper through the city the phantoms sensors had locked on to the sniper unit, about a mile in front of him. Taking to the sky he quickly armed his Firebee missiles and launching them towards the suspected unit.
“Where the hell is Jude?” Tex roared over the comlink.
“I just planted the last of the explosives and now heading towards the sniper.” He acknowledged. “Just let me know when you want those explosive set off and I’ll do it. Just don’t go and die.” He told them as he maneuvered down alleyways to avoid being caught in the snipers sights. Suddenly a transmission came in from the Zelion, asking what their situation was. “We’ve come under attack! I’m currently in route to a sniper while the others are staying at the power station to take out an incoming airborne unit.” He reported with a calm and collected as he moved further through the city. “I should be fine but please send reinforcements to the power station, and tell them to be carful where they shoot, my explosives are armed.”
Moving deeper through the city the phantoms sensors had locked on to the sniper unit, about a mile in front of him. Taking to the sky he quickly armed his Firebee missiles and launching them towards the suspected unit.
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Near Anchor
"Very well, I will dispatch a second Special Operations team to aid you: how large is the opposing force?" Groge remained calm and unharried as he spoke. "Your objective is to guard those explosives, and do not by any means allow the enemy to remove them. If you must, detonate them." He knew he was telling the soldiers to destroy themselves--and the enemy--along with the station.
Meanwhile, four high-mobility mechs took off from the UWP base near Anchor City towards the station.
Munchen, Former Germany
Elrich breathed out the cold air as he leaned against the wall of the Munchen City Theatre; it was very different from when he used to visit the cinema as a young man. It felt refreshing to be out of that uniform for once; instead he was attired in a long black overcoat, though his sunglasses remained, despite the clouds in the sky. His hand dived into the overcoat, and he withdrew the card on which the challenge was written. It would not be long before he and Gabriel finally fought with no tricks, no cheap little gadgets. He looked forward to it.
But Elrich wasn't the only one who had a challenge at him. As the other four walked out of the theatre, Victor recalled the dagger that had Grant Skyraider's challenge inscribed onto it. Though his face remained passive and cold as ever, every muscle in his body felt as if it were bursting with his eagerness to get to the chosen duel. Was he confident in his abilities? He always had been, but he also recalled that Grant Skyraider was of the infamous Seraphim Squad--a group that equalled the Red Squad in notoriety.
"Very well, I will dispatch a second Special Operations team to aid you: how large is the opposing force?" Groge remained calm and unharried as he spoke. "Your objective is to guard those explosives, and do not by any means allow the enemy to remove them. If you must, detonate them." He knew he was telling the soldiers to destroy themselves--and the enemy--along with the station.
Meanwhile, four high-mobility mechs took off from the UWP base near Anchor City towards the station.
Munchen, Former Germany
Elrich breathed out the cold air as he leaned against the wall of the Munchen City Theatre; it was very different from when he used to visit the cinema as a young man. It felt refreshing to be out of that uniform for once; instead he was attired in a long black overcoat, though his sunglasses remained, despite the clouds in the sky. His hand dived into the overcoat, and he withdrew the card on which the challenge was written. It would not be long before he and Gabriel finally fought with no tricks, no cheap little gadgets. He looked forward to it.
But Elrich wasn't the only one who had a challenge at him. As the other four walked out of the theatre, Victor recalled the dagger that had Grant Skyraider's challenge inscribed onto it. Though his face remained passive and cold as ever, every muscle in his body felt as if it were bursting with his eagerness to get to the chosen duel. Was he confident in his abilities? He always had been, but he also recalled that Grant Skyraider was of the infamous Seraphim Squad--a group that equalled the Red Squad in notoriety.
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Duo cursed, “Damn fool! I wasn’t trying to kill him, just disable him and the bastard moved!” Duo looked back down the sights and saw they eight explosive packs in his advanced target identifier screen. The detonator is on frequency 13327, as are the enemy comms. Can I assume you won’t need my fire support?”
Maria dropped low, spinning to one side as she used a building for cover. She then flew from behind this building as let loose a volley of spread missiles that separated and then spread over the area. Upon detonation the missiles emitted thick blue smog. “Their communications are jammed, and I’ve set it so that we jammed the detonator signal as well. Thanks Babe, you’ll get a kiss for this one. But watch out, one of the high spec flight models is heading your way now.”
“Roger, I see it,” Duo said as he watched the scene from far away, several missiles were launched and as he machine folded down the rifle to become a machine gun it let out very well aimed shots to intercept. He hit one missile and that destroyed most of them in the resulting explosion, but still two or three made it through to hit the building, one scoring hit on the leg armor of the Frame itself. “Getting frisky are we?” Duo asked as he checked for damage, not minimal but not crippling.
Maria dove into the smog and maneuvered to the right flank of the enemy units. She brought to bear all of her weapons, her shield and rail guns as well as the wing cannons and rifle, before activating her loud speaker. “This is the Liberty Defense force, lay down your arms immediately and you won’t be harmed.” She said seriously as she used the sonar scope to target the main weapons in the hands of her three opponents.
Maria dropped low, spinning to one side as she used a building for cover. She then flew from behind this building as let loose a volley of spread missiles that separated and then spread over the area. Upon detonation the missiles emitted thick blue smog. “Their communications are jammed, and I’ve set it so that we jammed the detonator signal as well. Thanks Babe, you’ll get a kiss for this one. But watch out, one of the high spec flight models is heading your way now.”
“Roger, I see it,” Duo said as he watched the scene from far away, several missiles were launched and as he machine folded down the rifle to become a machine gun it let out very well aimed shots to intercept. He hit one missile and that destroyed most of them in the resulting explosion, but still two or three made it through to hit the building, one scoring hit on the leg armor of the Frame itself. “Getting frisky are we?” Duo asked as he checked for damage, not minimal but not crippling.
Maria dove into the smog and maneuvered to the right flank of the enemy units. She brought to bear all of her weapons, her shield and rail guns as well as the wing cannons and rifle, before activating her loud speaker. “This is the Liberty Defense force, lay down your arms immediately and you won’t be harmed.” She said seriously as she used the sonar scope to target the main weapons in the hands of her three opponents.
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Paul, Tex, John, and Daniel all stopped firing as the enemy unit flew behind a building, their three rockets and rifle shots were useless. Suddenly a volley of missiles were headed their way and all they could do was separate from each other and hope for the best. To their surprise the missiles weren't explosive, instead they emitted thick blue clouds of smog. With their sight diminished to feet they were in no position to defend or attack.
"This is for Roger, you bastard!" He roared over a private comlink to the liberty pilot, now clearly a Nexus pilot. Coming in close, shooting scattered volleys with his beam rifle he dropped his gun and pulled out a beam tomahawk, slashing with it at the pilot's Nexus.
"Stand down men." Paul commanded his men, all their senors telling them that the pilot had landed amongst them and armed his weapons. "Stand down, now." He repeated and reluctantly began to lower their guns.
"No!" John screamed as he arrogantly disregarded his commanding officers orders and charged his unit forwards, coming out from an alley to the pilot's left. Arming his unit’s beam tomahawk he raised it, than sung it downwards towards the frame’s arm.
"This is for Roger, you bastard!" He roared over a private comlink to the liberty pilot, now clearly a Nexus pilot. Coming in close, shooting scattered volleys with his beam rifle he dropped his gun and pulled out a beam tomahawk, slashing with it at the pilot's Nexus.
"Stand down men." Paul commanded his men, all their senors telling them that the pilot had landed amongst them and armed his weapons. "Stand down, now." He repeated and reluctantly began to lower their guns.
"No!" John screamed as he arrogantly disregarded his commanding officers orders and charged his unit forwards, coming out from an alley to the pilot's left. Arming his unit’s beam tomahawk he raised it, than sung it downwards towards the frame’s arm.
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Maria saw the form of the Unit II with the axe closing, the shots that it fired either splashed on her shield, or went wild as the smoke blocked the views. However the sonar scope let Maria see the machine closing fast. She let the AI fire off several rail gun shots to remove the weapons of the other machines before she took over an brought her shield to bear, She ducked low and to the right letting the blade come down on the shield. But as the blade would near she ejected the shield so that the blade now had nothing between the Raziel’s arm and the axe. But she brought the other hand over and gripped the Unit’s wrist and crushing it while twisting. The superior Raziel quickly pushed the Axe around and used it to cut the entire arm off the frame. While using the others arm to draw a beam saber reverse grip to slice the machines legs off. It also aimed the Vulcan Gatling Cannons in the head fired two bursts to remove the units self-destruct charges and make it so it couldn’t detonate in her hand.
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(Okay, so this is a reset of the RP. We are picking up with the NAC and UWP about to break through. Be Ready to move on soon and out of Liberty.)
The Battle on the west side was currently at a stalemate. With the enemy battle Platform heavily damaged and the special forces teams that remained in the city facing nexus teams the rest of both forces found a moment of peace long enough to get some rest. Gabriel even found enough time to visit the other base before the Red Corps Left. Several large aerial squadrons of very heavy transport craft managed to escape over the UWP Line and were soon to on the Island of Sicily. The evacuation of non accentual personnel was going as according to plan and most of the forces bound for the EU Tower. The forces to head to Japan had for the most part left via ship into the Arabian Gulf; though a force of NAC battle cruisers were in their path and currently were being dealt with by the Liberty Submarine forces.
The East side, where the NAC was pushing in from, was another story entirely. The NAC was using crush tactics to force Colonel Wise, the commander of that side, to pull back and at this pint he had been forced to blow all but the three main bridges that spanned the canal from the heavily fortified Helios Base. This fortification was the only one that remained, even though the NAC lines were held at the inner city by Mech units and Nexus forces the Naval Missile bombardments that he had had for support had been called away to be used to assist the fleet in the south. “Prep the Helios System now!” Wise ordered from the command deck to a shocked set of officers.
“Sir, that system is against the President’s agenda!”
“There is no President unless we use it, haven’t you realized that if we don’t stop them here there will be NO LIBERTY!” he barked back, though deep down he knew that no matter what they used there was soon to be no Liberty.
2018: the end of the Atomic Age came in a subterranean laboratory when a group of international scientists used the Hadron Supercollider in Switzerland to generate the first sample of Anti-Matter artificially created. Soon after this accomplishment the Orbital Elevator Project was made a success and solar power was finally available in a large enough supply to end the era of fossil fuels.
These two new means of power would have been incredible, however, with solar power now taking over the world’s major energy needs the power of Anti-Matter fell into the realm of weaponry.
About fifty years ago the first Anti-Matter bomb was successfully deployed to destroy an asteroid that had come a bit too close for comfort and the world’s powers rushed to make these extremely powerful weapons their own. However so far only Liberty had succeeded in creating weapon systems that were safe to fire using an Anti-Matter warhead, and the current President was extremely against them.
The weapons were deployed as the UWP and NAC closed in to try to act as deterrents for the battle that now wage. However neither the Helios Rail Gun system that was based in the capital nor the Nexus Mounted single shot weapon code named S.P.E.A.R. had been used.
Gabriel still had the S.P.E.A.R. as his trump card, though he intended it to be used elsewhere, while Wise had three shells to use with the Helios Gun to crack the NAC Line.
2:49 a.m. East Bank- A massive dome of red energy and fire engulfed the inner city following a swift retreat of Liberty forces. All contact with NAC Troops within the area of effect was lost.
3:04 a.m. East Bank- a second red dome appeared and vanished at the NAC forward command center. Immediately following this all contact with the Command center and the second wave of troops awaiting orders was lost.
3:19 a.m. East Bank shore- The Rear supportive line and harbor facilities that the NAC had been using as a launching point for their main invasion forces was engulfed in a Third Dome of red energy. All contact with the NAC within the area was lost.
3:20 a.m. A massive shockwave in the form of a 155 foot wave crashed into the UWP and NAC Fleets in the Mediterranean, damages and casualties are at this point unknown.
As Gabriel piloted low to the ground in the Flay back to base he radioed for Maria and Duo to retreat, telling them that the Power Station was unimportant and they should rest before the next wave of attacks came. At the moment the first Dome of red lit the whole area of the Canal and for miles around like the Dawn. “My God… Wise… What have you done?” Gabriel breathed as he sped back to t he hangar.
The Peace of the Night on the East bank that followed was not a welcome sound, but rather a very morbid silence that would soon be broken as the remaining NAC on land and in the air prepared to counter attack, no one on that bank would be able to sleep after they had witnessed it. Activating the Fort’s auto turrets and manning the artillery computer himself Wise ordered all but the Nexus units to evacuate. “If they only knew of the atrocity soon to come, then I doubt they would ever sleep again.”
The Battle on the west side was currently at a stalemate. With the enemy battle Platform heavily damaged and the special forces teams that remained in the city facing nexus teams the rest of both forces found a moment of peace long enough to get some rest. Gabriel even found enough time to visit the other base before the Red Corps Left. Several large aerial squadrons of very heavy transport craft managed to escape over the UWP Line and were soon to on the Island of Sicily. The evacuation of non accentual personnel was going as according to plan and most of the forces bound for the EU Tower. The forces to head to Japan had for the most part left via ship into the Arabian Gulf; though a force of NAC battle cruisers were in their path and currently were being dealt with by the Liberty Submarine forces.
The East side, where the NAC was pushing in from, was another story entirely. The NAC was using crush tactics to force Colonel Wise, the commander of that side, to pull back and at this pint he had been forced to blow all but the three main bridges that spanned the canal from the heavily fortified Helios Base. This fortification was the only one that remained, even though the NAC lines were held at the inner city by Mech units and Nexus forces the Naval Missile bombardments that he had had for support had been called away to be used to assist the fleet in the south. “Prep the Helios System now!” Wise ordered from the command deck to a shocked set of officers.
“Sir, that system is against the President’s agenda!”
“There is no President unless we use it, haven’t you realized that if we don’t stop them here there will be NO LIBERTY!” he barked back, though deep down he knew that no matter what they used there was soon to be no Liberty.
2018: the end of the Atomic Age came in a subterranean laboratory when a group of international scientists used the Hadron Supercollider in Switzerland to generate the first sample of Anti-Matter artificially created. Soon after this accomplishment the Orbital Elevator Project was made a success and solar power was finally available in a large enough supply to end the era of fossil fuels.
These two new means of power would have been incredible, however, with solar power now taking over the world’s major energy needs the power of Anti-Matter fell into the realm of weaponry.
About fifty years ago the first Anti-Matter bomb was successfully deployed to destroy an asteroid that had come a bit too close for comfort and the world’s powers rushed to make these extremely powerful weapons their own. However so far only Liberty had succeeded in creating weapon systems that were safe to fire using an Anti-Matter warhead, and the current President was extremely against them.
The weapons were deployed as the UWP and NAC closed in to try to act as deterrents for the battle that now wage. However neither the Helios Rail Gun system that was based in the capital nor the Nexus Mounted single shot weapon code named S.P.E.A.R. had been used.
Gabriel still had the S.P.E.A.R. as his trump card, though he intended it to be used elsewhere, while Wise had three shells to use with the Helios Gun to crack the NAC Line.
2:49 a.m. East Bank- A massive dome of red energy and fire engulfed the inner city following a swift retreat of Liberty forces. All contact with NAC Troops within the area of effect was lost.
3:04 a.m. East Bank- a second red dome appeared and vanished at the NAC forward command center. Immediately following this all contact with the Command center and the second wave of troops awaiting orders was lost.
3:19 a.m. East Bank shore- The Rear supportive line and harbor facilities that the NAC had been using as a launching point for their main invasion forces was engulfed in a Third Dome of red energy. All contact with the NAC within the area was lost.
3:20 a.m. A massive shockwave in the form of a 155 foot wave crashed into the UWP and NAC Fleets in the Mediterranean, damages and casualties are at this point unknown.
As Gabriel piloted low to the ground in the Flay back to base he radioed for Maria and Duo to retreat, telling them that the Power Station was unimportant and they should rest before the next wave of attacks came. At the moment the first Dome of red lit the whole area of the Canal and for miles around like the Dawn. “My God… Wise… What have you done?” Gabriel breathed as he sped back to t he hangar.
The Peace of the Night on the East bank that followed was not a welcome sound, but rather a very morbid silence that would soon be broken as the remaining NAC on land and in the air prepared to counter attack, no one on that bank would be able to sleep after they had witnessed it. Activating the Fort’s auto turrets and manning the artillery computer himself Wise ordered all but the Nexus units to evacuate. “If they only knew of the atrocity soon to come, then I doubt they would ever sleep again.”
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4:50- The entire nation was quiet, save for a one mile strip on the west bank where the Seraphim squadron and various mercenary and Liberty units held the advancing forces at bay. Above the Pillar was pocketed in smoke and damage from stray shots, and in the canal itself a UWP fleet burned a a set of Nexus flew above firing down on the ships.
5:00- Without warning the remaining Liberty forces fell back, a rain of fire falling from the Station above as a ring of beams and missiles was formed from above, the moment this began all ground Forces seemed to vanish.
5:03- The fire storm from above stopped for a moment as the front edge of Anchor base burst. From within a hidden hanger a massive airship burst out, fire from its battleship like cannons quickly drove the enemy forces to cover as a volley of fragmentation shells layered the decimated city with shells. Beams and rockets flowed from the Ship as it moved forward, flying low and fast through the cracked city and over the UPW rear lines. The UWP forces attempted to shoot the vessel down yet a full squad of Nexus and Artisan frames fell from the ship and flew beneath to shoot down any incoming missiles and deflect incoming beams.
5:30- A large scale fight erupted between the remaining NAC and UWP forces that were in the area as the UWP invaded Anchor base. They found it to be empty and soon discovered the building was rigged to detonate.
5:32.35- The scheduled detonation did not go off as planned and while several sections of the elevator and base did detonate the pillar remained standing tall.
5:37- The only remaining Liberty force in the nation was a single Airship that bore the presidential seal. This large vessel jettisoned a volley of smaller ships that fled the battlefield before the large ship crashed into the pillar. The resulting explosion set off the remaining charges.
5:37.30- Station One Pillar crashed to the ground and spread to the west. The resulting cloud of dust and debris has cut off all communication with the UWP and NAC forces in the area, total damage unknown.
6:00- Satellite images show total damage area form the “Broken Star Incident” to be approximately 500 square miles, still no contact with friendly or hostile forces in the area.
“That concludes the report of the Liberty campaign Mr. President.” The young woman said as she closed the file she held. “What a way to go. Liberty gets attacked and in retaliation they flee and drop a space elevator on the attacking forces. They could have at least sent a warning for your troops to evacuate.” She reasoned.
“No, that nation would never have done any of this if we hadn’t attacked them. We asked for that.” The UWP President said as he rubbed his temples looking out at the sea beyond his window. “Those damn letters of your have cost us more then we gained. We get the NAC to lose their entire Middle east force and what happens to us? Our Atlantic Fleet and 6 Divisions are annihilated!” he said slamming a fist on his desk as he turned about to look at the young blonde man sitting in the corner. “This isn’t what you promised us.” He growled.
“I promised you nothing; I told you the possibilities but never guaranteed any satisfaction.” He said smoothly with a sick grin.
“I should have you killed for this fiasco you caused!” the president shouted as he flung the items on his desk away and stood. Several men with guns entered the room and pointed them at the man in the chair.
“What I did? I only wrote a letter, you gave the order Mr. President.” He said coldly, the president slumping slightly as he heard those words. The man was right, his political career was over with this incident. “But it doesn’t matter.” The man said causing the President to look at him.
“What do you mean by that?” he demanded, waving the gunmen out of the room.
“We got what we needed, didn’t we?” he asked as he glanced to the President, his hand out to the man.
The President sighed and took out a small disk which he tossed to the man. “The data on the Nexus project, as promised.”
“Thank you.” he said as he caught the disk and placed it in his coat. Standing he adjusted his suit and headed for the door. “Don’t worry, once I get this data to the factor y and get your new Frames to you, you’ll have plenty of cards to play for reelection.” The man said as he left. The President rubbed his temples again.
The private blacked out shuttle from the platform took the man out of range. He took out his phone and held it up, a red light blinking as it searched for bugs. After he was satisfied he dialed a strangely long number. The voice on the other line sounded very much like a man from Hong Kong. “Ah, Chief Minister Ken, I presume you have the Data I asked for? Good, once you deliver it to the factory you’ll have your army of 6th generation Frames.” He said as he closed the phone and leaned back, taking a sip of wine. “War is the worst human invention, but oh the profit.” He mused as he flew away from Zeus and to the Forbidden City.
(The RP has officially reset. Feel free to make a character and post here you are. The Liberty forces are scattered, but the Seraphim squad and several other Nexus units are on the Airship Providence. The UWP and NAC are basically where they always are. Those who somehow survive the burning of Liberty by the Pillar need to say so we know they somehow survived.)
4:50- The entire nation was quiet, save for a one mile strip on the west bank where the Seraphim squadron and various mercenary and Liberty units held the advancing forces at bay. Above the Pillar was pocketed in smoke and damage from stray shots, and in the canal itself a UWP fleet burned a a set of Nexus flew above firing down on the ships.
5:00- Without warning the remaining Liberty forces fell back, a rain of fire falling from the Station above as a ring of beams and missiles was formed from above, the moment this began all ground Forces seemed to vanish.
5:03- The fire storm from above stopped for a moment as the front edge of Anchor base burst. From within a hidden hanger a massive airship burst out, fire from its battleship like cannons quickly drove the enemy forces to cover as a volley of fragmentation shells layered the decimated city with shells. Beams and rockets flowed from the Ship as it moved forward, flying low and fast through the cracked city and over the UPW rear lines. The UWP forces attempted to shoot the vessel down yet a full squad of Nexus and Artisan frames fell from the ship and flew beneath to shoot down any incoming missiles and deflect incoming beams.
5:30- A large scale fight erupted between the remaining NAC and UWP forces that were in the area as the UWP invaded Anchor base. They found it to be empty and soon discovered the building was rigged to detonate.
5:32.35- The scheduled detonation did not go off as planned and while several sections of the elevator and base did detonate the pillar remained standing tall.
5:37- The only remaining Liberty force in the nation was a single Airship that bore the presidential seal. This large vessel jettisoned a volley of smaller ships that fled the battlefield before the large ship crashed into the pillar. The resulting explosion set off the remaining charges.
5:37.30- Station One Pillar crashed to the ground and spread to the west. The resulting cloud of dust and debris has cut off all communication with the UWP and NAC forces in the area, total damage unknown.
6:00- Satellite images show total damage area form the “Broken Star Incident” to be approximately 500 square miles, still no contact with friendly or hostile forces in the area.
“That concludes the report of the Liberty campaign Mr. President.” The young woman said as she closed the file she held. “What a way to go. Liberty gets attacked and in retaliation they flee and drop a space elevator on the attacking forces. They could have at least sent a warning for your troops to evacuate.” She reasoned.
“No, that nation would never have done any of this if we hadn’t attacked them. We asked for that.” The UWP President said as he rubbed his temples looking out at the sea beyond his window. “Those damn letters of your have cost us more then we gained. We get the NAC to lose their entire Middle east force and what happens to us? Our Atlantic Fleet and 6 Divisions are annihilated!” he said slamming a fist on his desk as he turned about to look at the young blonde man sitting in the corner. “This isn’t what you promised us.” He growled.
“I promised you nothing; I told you the possibilities but never guaranteed any satisfaction.” He said smoothly with a sick grin.
“I should have you killed for this fiasco you caused!” the president shouted as he flung the items on his desk away and stood. Several men with guns entered the room and pointed them at the man in the chair.
“What I did? I only wrote a letter, you gave the order Mr. President.” He said coldly, the president slumping slightly as he heard those words. The man was right, his political career was over with this incident. “But it doesn’t matter.” The man said causing the President to look at him.
“What do you mean by that?” he demanded, waving the gunmen out of the room.
“We got what we needed, didn’t we?” he asked as he glanced to the President, his hand out to the man.
The President sighed and took out a small disk which he tossed to the man. “The data on the Nexus project, as promised.”
“Thank you.” he said as he caught the disk and placed it in his coat. Standing he adjusted his suit and headed for the door. “Don’t worry, once I get this data to the factor y and get your new Frames to you, you’ll have plenty of cards to play for reelection.” The man said as he left. The President rubbed his temples again.
The private blacked out shuttle from the platform took the man out of range. He took out his phone and held it up, a red light blinking as it searched for bugs. After he was satisfied he dialed a strangely long number. The voice on the other line sounded very much like a man from Hong Kong. “Ah, Chief Minister Ken, I presume you have the Data I asked for? Good, once you deliver it to the factory you’ll have your army of 6th generation Frames.” He said as he closed the phone and leaned back, taking a sip of wine. “War is the worst human invention, but oh the profit.” He mused as he flew away from Zeus and to the Forbidden City.
(The RP has officially reset. Feel free to make a character and post here you are. The Liberty forces are scattered, but the Seraphim squad and several other Nexus units are on the Airship Providence. The UWP and NAC are basically where they always are. Those who somehow survive the burning of Liberty by the Pillar need to say so we know they somehow survived.)
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The nearly destroyed wreck of a frame called Panzer Behemoth seat motionless the right side cannon was gone having been crushed by falling rabble from the Pillar. As for the other side cannon and the four on top they all appeared to still be in place meaning the frame could still be a threat if it was reactivate.
Inside the pilots’ cab all the screen flashed the words “System Failure” over and over in white letters on a bright red background. Bathing the cab in red before going dark then red again, but there was no movement from the pilot of the frame who was still tightly strapped into the chair his head tilted forward his helmet still tightly closed.
Inside the pilots’ cab all the screen flashed the words “System Failure” over and over in white letters on a bright red background. Bathing the cab in red before going dark then red again, but there was no movement from the pilot of the frame who was still tightly strapped into the chair his head tilted forward his helmet still tightly closed.
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The Flay’s blue particles streaked across the blackened sky with a strange light much like the red dawn that floated over the east. “Damn, there’ nothing left.” Gabriel said as he flew lower, searching for any surviving Frames that may be of his side. He saw a squad of Zeus from the UWP that had been mostly spared. He saw several planes and lines of UWP troopers at the rear that had been spared a direct hit and looking to the only undamaged building on the west side he had to smile. It was a hospital, there was one on the other bank as well, each massive and able to handle the wounded.
He smiled because both buildings had been in the direct path of a large shell piece from the elevator, and both he and his squad had made sure to destroy those shells on their escape, he had a flashback to that chaos.
The Flay dove to the left as another missile screamed past, the blade swinging out as he sliced an interceptor UAV down the center line. “All Frames concentrate on protecting the Providence!” he called out as he fired a stream of particle blasts into a squad of light armored Zeus, one detonated and set off the surrounding area.
“Colonel! The Presidents Airship!” a message called over his intercom.
He spun about to see the ship explode, the escape jets flying toward his men, “Intercept the escape pods, get them onboard!” he called. The pillar flexed and began falling. “All Frames not in the rescue party, concentrate fire! Destroy Shells in the escape path!” he called. Though he saw the hospital and knew it was soon to be destroyed, he thought about all the innocent soldiers within and groaned, hitting his full speed his frame shot into the air, destroying the shells that Flay told him would land in the area he ordered Maria to do the same on the other bank.
“I wonder how many troops we saved?” he asked Flay.
“Scanning... looks like three-“
“That was rhetorical.” He chuckled before turning back. His Frame would set off the detectors in those Zeus below, but he didn’t know that.
He smiled because both buildings had been in the direct path of a large shell piece from the elevator, and both he and his squad had made sure to destroy those shells on their escape, he had a flashback to that chaos.
The Flay dove to the left as another missile screamed past, the blade swinging out as he sliced an interceptor UAV down the center line. “All Frames concentrate on protecting the Providence!” he called out as he fired a stream of particle blasts into a squad of light armored Zeus, one detonated and set off the surrounding area.
“Colonel! The Presidents Airship!” a message called over his intercom.
He spun about to see the ship explode, the escape jets flying toward his men, “Intercept the escape pods, get them onboard!” he called. The pillar flexed and began falling. “All Frames not in the rescue party, concentrate fire! Destroy Shells in the escape path!” he called. Though he saw the hospital and knew it was soon to be destroyed, he thought about all the innocent soldiers within and groaned, hitting his full speed his frame shot into the air, destroying the shells that Flay told him would land in the area he ordered Maria to do the same on the other bank.
“I wonder how many troops we saved?” he asked Flay.
“Scanning... looks like three-“
“That was rhetorical.” He chuckled before turning back. His Frame would set off the detectors in those Zeus below, but he didn’t know that.
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With a jerk the pilot woke to the noise of the speakers begin repeated over and over. Lifting his right hand he pressed it against the face plate of his helmet as his left hand reached out pressing down on a few keys causing the computer systems to reboot. It took only seconds for the computer to shutdown then reboot as all the screen went black then light back up a full scan of the frame was taking place leaving the pilot a minute to recover his senses.
The first thing he did was remove his helmet which he was quick to throw into the bottom two seats of the Zeus which normally would carry and three man crew the pilot of this frame had all the controls reworked to be ran by one pilot, now with the helmet gone he rubbed his eyes as the computer read off the readings from the scanners.
“ Starting frame wide scan.
All Cab Systems 80%.
Main scanners Offline.
Comm. Systems Offline.
Right M.S.C. missing.
Left M.S.C. 75%.
Howitzer One 80%, Ammo count 30 Shells remaining.
Howitzer Two 63%, Ammo Count 25 Shells remaining.
Particle Cannon One 85%.
Particle Cannon Two 67%.
Particle Generator Offline.
Haul Density 60%.
Main Engine 90%.
Left Leg 80%.
Right Leg 74%.
Scan complete…”
“Alright lets see about getting the comm. back online first.” Reaching out the man began striking the keys of a console. The screen to his right flickered for a moment turning from a pale blue to a light green as another small screen came up inside it this one scrolling with a mix of letters and numbers. Turning from the screen and key board the man would let the computer finish working on restarting the comm. System, as for his self he turned to another screen raising a finger to the screen he pressed down on the screen then dragged his finger to the right causing a small box on the screen to become larger. Turning from the screen he took hold of the drive controls and pulled back on a handle then pressed down on it.
Outside the frame the left foot rose up a couple of feet then slammed back down onto the street sending out a loud boom that could be heard for a long ways off. Inside the frame the screen on the mans left side light up for a brief moment giving a slightly detailed map of the surrounding area. On the display he could tell there was a couple of other frames in the surrounding area some of which was ground units there was also a sky borne frame as well. However, the display didn’t give him any clue as to if they was allies or enemies so he had to get his comms’ and weapon systems back up and running or as close to full power as he could.
The first thing he did was remove his helmet which he was quick to throw into the bottom two seats of the Zeus which normally would carry and three man crew the pilot of this frame had all the controls reworked to be ran by one pilot, now with the helmet gone he rubbed his eyes as the computer read off the readings from the scanners.
“ Starting frame wide scan.
All Cab Systems 80%.
Main scanners Offline.
Comm. Systems Offline.
Right M.S.C. missing.
Left M.S.C. 75%.
Howitzer One 80%, Ammo count 30 Shells remaining.
Howitzer Two 63%, Ammo Count 25 Shells remaining.
Particle Cannon One 85%.
Particle Cannon Two 67%.
Particle Generator Offline.
Haul Density 60%.
Main Engine 90%.
Left Leg 80%.
Right Leg 74%.
Scan complete…”
“Alright lets see about getting the comm. back online first.” Reaching out the man began striking the keys of a console. The screen to his right flickered for a moment turning from a pale blue to a light green as another small screen came up inside it this one scrolling with a mix of letters and numbers. Turning from the screen and key board the man would let the computer finish working on restarting the comm. System, as for his self he turned to another screen raising a finger to the screen he pressed down on the screen then dragged his finger to the right causing a small box on the screen to become larger. Turning from the screen he took hold of the drive controls and pulled back on a handle then pressed down on it.
Outside the frame the left foot rose up a couple of feet then slammed back down onto the street sending out a loud boom that could be heard for a long ways off. Inside the frame the screen on the mans left side light up for a brief moment giving a slightly detailed map of the surrounding area. On the display he could tell there was a couple of other frames in the surrounding area some of which was ground units there was also a sky borne frame as well. However, the display didn’t give him any clue as to if they was allies or enemies so he had to get his comms’ and weapon systems back up and running or as close to full power as he could.
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The area where the pillar had collapsed was devastated. All around were crushed buildings, debris piles, the remains of mechs, and bodies. So many bodies. The whole scene was a monochrome brown beneath the swirling dust that coated everything, and hung in the air like smoke. To look upon it one would think that the apocalypse had arrived. It was hard to imagine anyone surviving such destruction.
For many minutes the entire scene after the collapse was silent and still.
Suddenly a large puff of dust erupted from the ground. Accompanying it was the burned out cockpit of a Frame, which flew two feet before crashing to the ground. The scene became still again for a couple more minutes. Then two heads were visible, peeking out of the crater that had saved them. Lukas and Tarkus, covered in dust, tiny in comparison to the mech hulls around them slowly crept from their refuge. Tarkus was the first to speak, his voice a bass rumble.
"Bloody hell...They could've at least warned us they were going to bring the tower down!"
Lukas silently sifted through the rubble for a few seconds before replying. His voice bore a gravelly undertone, like someone who's spent far too much of their life smoking. "The bodies are UWP and NAC. Looks like our forces had pulled back. I think someone was trying to stab us in the back."
"You're just paranoid." his comrade answered with a chuckle "Where's the cannon?"
"Probably in pieces, not much survived..."
Silence reigned once more for many minutes as both men took in the bleak scene before them, each one realising that there was a very good chance that they were the only Liberty forces in the area. And that enemy mechs might still be prowling.
That point was punctuated by the sight of a blue particle trail in the air, and at the source of it was a shape barely identifiable as a Frame. At once both men were in motion.
"That a friendly?" asked Tarkus
"I don't know, but I suggest we find the gun and a radio ASAP. This could get very messy..."
Even as he said it, Tarkus was already scrambling towards the nearest rubble pile. Lukas chose a different one, and they began digging like mad, always keeping one eye on the flying Frame that drew ever nearer.
After going through 5 different debris piles, they finally found it. The paintwork was obliterated, and some of the ammo was missing, but the gun itself was still intact. Skilled as they were, it took the pair just a single minute to tear it down, before they relocated to the third floor of what had been an appartment block, now with 20 floors and a large section of wall missing. They set up the gun again just as quickly. It had an inbuilt radio, but it was only short ranged. Tarkus tried it whilst Lukas chambered the first round and cleaned out the barrel. He cycled through every channel, broadcasting a general call to any friendly forces in code. The only reply he got was static. He hoped it was just interference, or a damaged radio.
"The Frame's getting closer. What should we do?" asked Lukas, a note of tension in his voice.
"We wait. If it looks friendly, we signal it. If it doesn't, then we pray it doesn't notice us. How much ammo left?"
"50 shots."
"Yeah, we definitely hope for a friendly..."
For many minutes the entire scene after the collapse was silent and still.
Suddenly a large puff of dust erupted from the ground. Accompanying it was the burned out cockpit of a Frame, which flew two feet before crashing to the ground. The scene became still again for a couple more minutes. Then two heads were visible, peeking out of the crater that had saved them. Lukas and Tarkus, covered in dust, tiny in comparison to the mech hulls around them slowly crept from their refuge. Tarkus was the first to speak, his voice a bass rumble.
"Bloody hell...They could've at least warned us they were going to bring the tower down!"
Lukas silently sifted through the rubble for a few seconds before replying. His voice bore a gravelly undertone, like someone who's spent far too much of their life smoking. "The bodies are UWP and NAC. Looks like our forces had pulled back. I think someone was trying to stab us in the back."
"You're just paranoid." his comrade answered with a chuckle "Where's the cannon?"
"Probably in pieces, not much survived..."
Silence reigned once more for many minutes as both men took in the bleak scene before them, each one realising that there was a very good chance that they were the only Liberty forces in the area. And that enemy mechs might still be prowling.
That point was punctuated by the sight of a blue particle trail in the air, and at the source of it was a shape barely identifiable as a Frame. At once both men were in motion.
"That a friendly?" asked Tarkus
"I don't know, but I suggest we find the gun and a radio ASAP. This could get very messy..."
Even as he said it, Tarkus was already scrambling towards the nearest rubble pile. Lukas chose a different one, and they began digging like mad, always keeping one eye on the flying Frame that drew ever nearer.
After going through 5 different debris piles, they finally found it. The paintwork was obliterated, and some of the ammo was missing, but the gun itself was still intact. Skilled as they were, it took the pair just a single minute to tear it down, before they relocated to the third floor of what had been an appartment block, now with 20 floors and a large section of wall missing. They set up the gun again just as quickly. It had an inbuilt radio, but it was only short ranged. Tarkus tried it whilst Lukas chambered the first round and cleaned out the barrel. He cycled through every channel, broadcasting a general call to any friendly forces in code. The only reply he got was static. He hoped it was just interference, or a damaged radio.
"The Frame's getting closer. What should we do?" asked Lukas, a note of tension in his voice.
"We wait. If it looks friendly, we signal it. If it doesn't, then we pray it doesn't notice us. How much ammo left?"
"50 shots."
"Yeah, we definitely hope for a friendly..."
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Gabriel flew lower, his frames black cover pain and UWP symbol had it camouflaged as a scout mech from the UWP, though the blue particles hinted at the very Liberty styled propulsion. “Liberty Artillery group B is still transmitting to the southwest.” Flay informed Gabriel as he checked his scanners.
“One gun transmitting? I thought they had been wiped out.” Gabriel thought out loud as he brought the Flay lower. It was in the original configuration, without the high spec boosters and armor plating, and getting so close to the howitzer made Flay start calculating nervously.” Would you calm down, those are friendly units out there.” He said with s chuckle only to get a look from the AI hologram as it stared him down.
“Yes, Friendly units, and we are disguised as an enemy!” she informed him, too late, the UWP Emblem would have just come out into the view of the gun crew, and the Frame was wide open on the right side.
“One gun transmitting? I thought they had been wiped out.” Gabriel thought out loud as he brought the Flay lower. It was in the original configuration, without the high spec boosters and armor plating, and getting so close to the howitzer made Flay start calculating nervously.” Would you calm down, those are friendly units out there.” He said with s chuckle only to get a look from the AI hologram as it stared him down.
“Yes, Friendly units, and we are disguised as an enemy!” she informed him, too late, the UWP Emblem would have just come out into the view of the gun crew, and the Frame was wide open on the right side.
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Tarkus and Lukas looked on as the Frame drew nearer and nearer. The tension in the air was palpable, the seconds stretching on like hours. Then Lukas spoke up.
"We just entered sensor range. Decision time." the nervousness was evident in his voice. Tarkus took a look through the scope and paled slightly.
Swallowing hard, he replied "Are you sure? It's in UWP colours, but looks like a friendly model."
"It's a Nexus class, it has probably already detected us. Could be a traitor for all we know."
"A Nexus...those are so varied we might rip through it's shields. Or they might be impenetrable. We got any turbo-penetrators?"
"Just standard HE-APs. I think it'd be possible to knock it out of the sky if you hit it hard enough though."
Both men shared a look which plainly expressed how slim their chances were. In the past, Lukas' knowledge of Frame's capabilities and Tarkus' gunnery skills had always seen them through. But that didn't matter now, this was a battle they didn't have the equipment to win. Cracking smiles, they shook hands in a firm warriors grip.
"It's been a good few years Lukas, I wouldn't trade them for anything."
"Same here. I'll put the music on."
Turning, Lukas took a small music player out, placed it on the ground and pressed play. It was an old song, 'These Colours Don't Run' by Iron Maiden. Even as the first notes trickled out, the two men swivelled the gun to face the Frame, all business now and any fear far behind them.
Lukas readied the next magazine even as Tarkus yelled into the radio "Engaging enemy Nexus, coordinates D55-S21. Three round burst, 800 metres. Firing!"
The cannon bucked three times, the empty shell casings ejecting in between the two men from their positions on either side of the gun. Three High Explosive- Armour Penetrating shells were now screaming towards the Frame. It would take a skilled pilot to dodge them, though they would probably only cause light damage. In return, however, it could obliterate them both with a single shot...
"We just entered sensor range. Decision time." the nervousness was evident in his voice. Tarkus took a look through the scope and paled slightly.
Swallowing hard, he replied "Are you sure? It's in UWP colours, but looks like a friendly model."
"It's a Nexus class, it has probably already detected us. Could be a traitor for all we know."
"A Nexus...those are so varied we might rip through it's shields. Or they might be impenetrable. We got any turbo-penetrators?"
"Just standard HE-APs. I think it'd be possible to knock it out of the sky if you hit it hard enough though."
Both men shared a look which plainly expressed how slim their chances were. In the past, Lukas' knowledge of Frame's capabilities and Tarkus' gunnery skills had always seen them through. But that didn't matter now, this was a battle they didn't have the equipment to win. Cracking smiles, they shook hands in a firm warriors grip.
"It's been a good few years Lukas, I wouldn't trade them for anything."
"Same here. I'll put the music on."
Turning, Lukas took a small music player out, placed it on the ground and pressed play. It was an old song, 'These Colours Don't Run' by Iron Maiden. Even as the first notes trickled out, the two men swivelled the gun to face the Frame, all business now and any fear far behind them.
Lukas readied the next magazine even as Tarkus yelled into the radio "Engaging enemy Nexus, coordinates D55-S21. Three round burst, 800 metres. Firing!"
The cannon bucked three times, the empty shell casings ejecting in between the two men from their positions on either side of the gun. Three High Explosive- Armour Penetrating shells were now screaming towards the Frame. It would take a skilled pilot to dodge them, though they would probably only cause light damage. In return, however, it could obliterate them both with a single shot...
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Gabriel heard the shots and cursed as he hit the full burned, the frame bounded at the shells, the blade folding out as he flipped over the first round. The shield came down and intercepted the second shell, though the round detonated and broke the locking pins, he let the shield drop as this combative reflects let him do something only the highest of aces could. He landed and spun about, the blade held horizontal it sliced the round in half, the two shards detonating to create a large black cloud that none could see through. Moments later the Flay burst from the smoke and skimmed the ground.
He brought the vibrating blade to the ready, thinking some enemy crew must have gotten to the gun now as he thought that the Flay would be to recognizable. He plunged the blade as Flay reported two UWP soldiers and aimed well to crush them both.
His eyes caught their armor, their uniforms, and the Flay froze. Gabriel let out an inhaled breath as he killed the blade and stood the flay straight before opening the hatch and sliding down the cable to the gunnery crew, his Liberty officers uniform still spotless as he had just come from the bridge of his airship, “You two should really be careful where you point that thing…” he said like a father scolding children, ”Now, need a lift?” he asked gesturing to his frame, though his hand was still on his knives.
He brought the vibrating blade to the ready, thinking some enemy crew must have gotten to the gun now as he thought that the Flay would be to recognizable. He plunged the blade as Flay reported two UWP soldiers and aimed well to crush them both.
His eyes caught their armor, their uniforms, and the Flay froze. Gabriel let out an inhaled breath as he killed the blade and stood the flay straight before opening the hatch and sliding down the cable to the gunnery crew, his Liberty officers uniform still spotless as he had just come from the bridge of his airship, “You two should really be careful where you point that thing…” he said like a father scolding children, ”Now, need a lift?” he asked gesturing to his frame, though his hand was still on his knives.
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After a couple of minutes passed the comm. system came back online filling the cab with a loud hissing noise which made it clear that the relay atop the frame was gone. This was a problem as it meant long range communication was out of the question with out some kind of repairs done to the relay. However he was able to still send short range transmissions but without knowing which channel to use that could be more harmful to him then useful so with that he cut the comm system back off.
Picking up one of the many keyboards inside the cab, he pulled it over to his lap and began typing away at it the many monitors inside the sealed box began to light up as commands were being entered. It took only moments for the first command to go through as a loud groaning sound came from the back of the heavy frame. The sound had been made by the particle generator as the engine tried to start the generator back up so to supply power to the main cannons. The next command to be sent out to the frame was for the blast shields which slowly slide back into the haul filling the cab with natural. Pausing for a moment he took in his surroundings as best he could without having to leave the frame.
The city was truly in ruins now what with the fighting having taken place then the pillar having came down there was little more then the shells of empty buildings standing all around leaving the surrounding void of any life that he could tell. At this his heart sank as he hoped that the innocent had escaped in time. His attention returned to the key board once more as he began entering commands once more working towards starting up the frames main scanners as the generator had roared to life and was already building up energy pockets.
Picking up one of the many keyboards inside the cab, he pulled it over to his lap and began typing away at it the many monitors inside the sealed box began to light up as commands were being entered. It took only moments for the first command to go through as a loud groaning sound came from the back of the heavy frame. The sound had been made by the particle generator as the engine tried to start the generator back up so to supply power to the main cannons. The next command to be sent out to the frame was for the blast shields which slowly slide back into the haul filling the cab with natural. Pausing for a moment he took in his surroundings as best he could without having to leave the frame.
The city was truly in ruins now what with the fighting having taken place then the pillar having came down there was little more then the shells of empty buildings standing all around leaving the surrounding void of any life that he could tell. At this his heart sank as he hoped that the innocent had escaped in time. His attention returned to the key board once more as he began entering commands once more working towards starting up the frames main scanners as the generator had roared to life and was already building up energy pockets.
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Even as the Frame tore through the three rounds without sustaining any damage, Tarkus and Lukas were preparing for the next salvo.
"Rotate 20 degrees to port, we'll try for a headshot as it moves in close." barked Tarkus, and the two of them heaved the gun around.
"Maybe we should fall back?" Lukas suggested, knowing that they didn't stand a chance in a straight firefight.
"You go then, there won't be long enough to need a reload. I'll buy you time."
"I'm not going if you're not. Full mag dump to the face. See how it's sensors like that!"
He didn't get a reply, because suddenly the Nexus was there, right in front of them. It's blade was descending- this was the end. Both of them raised their SMGs in a futile gesture of defiance. And then the Frame simply stopped, and for a second nobody moved. Then the Nexus straightened up, the hatch opened, and-
-two SMGs snapped downwards, and their owners snapped to attention, giving perfect salutes. If they had been pale before, now they were white as ghosts. It was one thing to have had to face down a Nexus, another thing entirely to have shot at a superior officer. There was no chance of surviving a court martial. The contrast between his pristine uniform and their filthy, dented and scratched battle-plate only served to greater display the difference in rank.
"You two should really be careful where you point that thing…” the officer said, his tone scolding, yet at the same time seemingly unconcerned.
"Sir, I-"
"We-"
Both men stammered a bit more before Lukas managed "It was the enemy colours, sir. We had no idea it was you!"
The pilot didn't say anything about it, instead continuing ”Now, need a lift?” with a gesture to his Frame.
Again, Lukas was the first to manage an answer. "Believe me sir, we'd love to. But we're not permitted to re-fit one, let alone ride in it."
"Besides" added Tarkus, finally finding his voice "I don't think there'd be room for the two us and the gun. We would be very grateful if you'd give us the rendezvous coordinates though. With a little luck our transport may even have survived."
They both knew that last part was a lie. The transport had been turned into a fireball by a Zeus at the very beginning of the battle. Neither of them mentioned it, but riding in the Nexus would also be a painful reminder of how their hopes had been shattered by the Liberty selection process. It was a reminder they could do without after seeing so many comrades killed today...
"Rotate 20 degrees to port, we'll try for a headshot as it moves in close." barked Tarkus, and the two of them heaved the gun around.
"Maybe we should fall back?" Lukas suggested, knowing that they didn't stand a chance in a straight firefight.
"You go then, there won't be long enough to need a reload. I'll buy you time."
"I'm not going if you're not. Full mag dump to the face. See how it's sensors like that!"
He didn't get a reply, because suddenly the Nexus was there, right in front of them. It's blade was descending- this was the end. Both of them raised their SMGs in a futile gesture of defiance. And then the Frame simply stopped, and for a second nobody moved. Then the Nexus straightened up, the hatch opened, and-
-two SMGs snapped downwards, and their owners snapped to attention, giving perfect salutes. If they had been pale before, now they were white as ghosts. It was one thing to have had to face down a Nexus, another thing entirely to have shot at a superior officer. There was no chance of surviving a court martial. The contrast between his pristine uniform and their filthy, dented and scratched battle-plate only served to greater display the difference in rank.
"You two should really be careful where you point that thing…” the officer said, his tone scolding, yet at the same time seemingly unconcerned.
"Sir, I-"
"We-"
Both men stammered a bit more before Lukas managed "It was the enemy colours, sir. We had no idea it was you!"
The pilot didn't say anything about it, instead continuing ”Now, need a lift?” with a gesture to his Frame.
Again, Lukas was the first to manage an answer. "Believe me sir, we'd love to. But we're not permitted to re-fit one, let alone ride in it."
"Besides" added Tarkus, finally finding his voice "I don't think there'd be room for the two us and the gun. We would be very grateful if you'd give us the rendezvous coordinates though. With a little luck our transport may even have survived."
They both knew that last part was a lie. The transport had been turned into a fireball by a Zeus at the very beginning of the battle. Neither of them mentioned it, but riding in the Nexus would also be a painful reminder of how their hopes had been shattered by the Liberty selection process. It was a reminder they could do without after seeing so many comrades killed today...
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Gabriel was a bit surprised by the men snapping too and then their request for a rendezvous point, “You boys need to take another look around, I’ve been all over this sector and all that’s left is you two…” they spoke of authorizations and such and he chuckled, “Boys, right now I’m the single highest ranking person from Liberty within three hundred miles, so when I say you just got authorized to hitch a ride on a Nexus, you can believe that it won’t get overridden.”
He then let the cable pull him back up to the cockpit hatch, “now, get up on your gun and hold on tight.” He instructed before shutting the hatch. He would pick up the artillery piece and fly with it in the hands of the Flay, heading back to the carrier. Once there he’d put them down and dock the Flay before heading over to them, where the Master Sergeant Kingsley was standing, “Who are these two? Some fools who didn’t evac when the alarms sounded?” the large black man asked in his deep voice.
“I don’t know, but their yours now Kingsley, get these two up to date and send them up to Maria for some pilot drills.” Gabriel said walking over and looking to the two before gesturing to the two Nexus Frames behind him that were grey and still inactivated, “I’ve got two machines that need pilots, and you two are them… till you’re dead or I find someone better.” He said (props to the Starship Troopers crew for that line)
He then let the cable pull him back up to the cockpit hatch, “now, get up on your gun and hold on tight.” He instructed before shutting the hatch. He would pick up the artillery piece and fly with it in the hands of the Flay, heading back to the carrier. Once there he’d put them down and dock the Flay before heading over to them, where the Master Sergeant Kingsley was standing, “Who are these two? Some fools who didn’t evac when the alarms sounded?” the large black man asked in his deep voice.
“I don’t know, but their yours now Kingsley, get these two up to date and send them up to Maria for some pilot drills.” Gabriel said walking over and looking to the two before gesturing to the two Nexus Frames behind him that were grey and still inactivated, “I’ve got two machines that need pilots, and you two are them… till you’re dead or I find someone better.” He said (props to the Starship Troopers crew for that line)
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With a soft hum the Panzers’ main scanners came to life as they linked up with the UWP’s orbital satellites giving Dominik a good view of the city as well as some of the troop placements. Even with the scanners he still had trouble seeing into some of the areas as the clouds kicked up from the combat, Pillar the buildings that had been badly damaged collapsed into the streets. Using the targeting systems of the satellites he located a group of UWP frames that was meeting up near the western side of the city. As he moved the bright red cross hair over the city he would pause for a moment, having came to rest upon what was clearly a carrier belonging to the Liberty nation. The thought of opening fire on the carrier did cross his mind for a brief moment having moved to rest upon the main guns firing trigger.
Looking once more out the cab of his frame towards the now empty streets of the city he gave it a second thought before drawing his hand from the firing trigger. Taking hold of the movement controls Dominik turned the heavy frame around and started towards the location of the other frames that he had spotted on the screen.
With each ground shaking step taken by the heavy frame the surrounding buildings creaked and groaned a couple of which collapsed in on themselves as for the times it looked as if he would be unable to his way around a collapsed building or even a section of pillar debris this would be when he made use of the remaining grenade launcher. Firing off one of the drum sized rounds into the object causing an explosion thus removing the problem from his path.
Looking once more out the cab of his frame towards the now empty streets of the city he gave it a second thought before drawing his hand from the firing trigger. Taking hold of the movement controls Dominik turned the heavy frame around and started towards the location of the other frames that he had spotted on the screen.
With each ground shaking step taken by the heavy frame the surrounding buildings creaked and groaned a couple of which collapsed in on themselves as for the times it looked as if he would be unable to his way around a collapsed building or even a section of pillar debris this would be when he made use of the remaining grenade launcher. Firing off one of the drum sized rounds into the object causing an explosion thus removing the problem from his path.
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Tarkus Valkyria and Lukas Chrom
"What do you mean it won't fire!? That things headed straight for us!""Hold on...it's fine, I just left the safety on"*BOOM*" target eliminated!"
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Merc Pilot
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The squad of Liberty Ace's who are under the direct command of Gabriel hierarch. THey were trained by him and each one is a specialist who when with the others forms a team unseen on most battlefields
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The "Old-Dog" of the Liberty forces, he is a top ace from both the UWP and Liberty.
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Rianna Nakashima
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Tarkus Valkyria and Lukas Chrom
"What do you mean it won't fire!? That things headed straight for us!""Hold on...it's fine, I just left the safety on"*BOOM*" target eliminated!"
"Seraphim Squadron"
The squad of Liberty Ace's who are under the direct command of Gabriel hierarch. THey were trained by him and each one is a specialist who when with the others forms a team unseen on most battlefields
Gabriel "Harbringer" Hierarch
The "Old-Dog" of the Liberty forces, he is a top ace from both the UWP and Liberty.
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"Seraphim Squadron"
The squad of Liberty Ace's who are under the direct command of Gabriel hierarch. THey were trained by him and each one is a specialist who when with the others forms a team unseen on most battlefields
Gabriel "Harbringer" Hierarch
The "Old-Dog" of the Liberty forces, he is a top ace from both the UWP and Liberty.
Rianna Nakashima
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Tarkus Valkyria and Lukas Chrom
"What do you mean it won't fire!? That things headed straight for us!""Hold on...it's fine, I just left the safety on"*BOOM*" target eliminated!"
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Neutral Alliance ↪ THe Nation of Liberty Owner: RolePlayGateway
The newest power, Liberty is the old government of pre-Imperial America. It is now all but destroyed.
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Earth Owner: Elrith Eldwind
This is a layout of the Nations involved
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THe Nation of Liberty ↪ Anchor Base Owner: RolePlayGateway
The Military HQ and Stronghold of Liberty. Located at the base of the Orbital Elevator.
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Earth ↪ United Western Powers Owner: RolePlayGateway
The former USA and its aquired territories since the 21st century imperialistic revival
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THe Nation of Liberty ↪ Artemis Base Owner: RolePlayGateway
The Northwestern Base of the Liberty Forces, rumored to be the home of the "Harbringer" Hierarch.
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United Western Powers ↪ Olympians Owner: RolePlayGateway
The Cities of the UWP
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The U.W.P.'s Military Training Olympian, this city is specifically built for the Military University.
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Neutral Alliance ↪ Democratic Empire of Japan Owner: RolePlayGateway
The cultural nation of Japan with several very large cities.
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Earth ↪ Neo Asian Conglomerate Owner: RolePlayGateway
The Neo Asian Conglomerate (NAC) is the new asia under the thumb of imperial china
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Earth ↪ Neutral Alliance Owner: RolePlayGateway
Neutral Alliance: The Allied nations of the former EU, Democratic Empire of Japan, and the Nation of Liberty
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The former states of the old EU now under a new treaty creating a new EU
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