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Coalition Wars - IC Thread

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Dannigan

Kaerri's Man. =)
Supporter
Ridge raises the CS Recon team via scrambled radio while simultaneously talking through the squad channel to everybody. "Looks like we have an uninvited spy in our midst - the dragon in the form of a very hot bird. My trooper Winters over there has eyes on it.

Ridge's metallic voice is low and cool, even icy. "Everybody switch to thermo. Follow Winters's lead but don't make it obvious. Avoid energy beams; go solid. Winters," Ridge grins under his helmet, "mark our target and do us the honors by firing on it when ready. Everybody? You know what to do."

Many modern-day aircraft have the ability to mark targets for their fellows. Ridge is requesting Winters do this so that the bird shows up on the SAMAS heads-up displays. That is, if marking targets electronically is allowable in your game, Psychie.

If it is, and the Wild Weasel can add anything to their success, Ridge makes the attempt.
 

Psychie

Princess Psychie
Winters is able to quickly share her heads up display that she has with the rest of the Steel Rain, giving everyone good targeting info on the probable dragon in its bird form. Since everyone is firing on the bird from surprise, you get a free attack before going into regular initiative order.

Vaneheart Vaneheart Sherwood Sherwood Dannigan Dannigan Silanon Silanon Rykon Rykon
 

Sherwood

Luna's Concubine
Supporter
With the new data about the (probable) dragon, Stacey carefully arms four of her HEAP missiles and prepares to fire once Winters takes her shot.
On Foot / In SAMAS Powered Armor
Number of Attacks: 5 / 6
Strike: +3 / +8
Parry: +3 / +6
Dodge: +3 / +6 ground, +9 airborne
Roll: +2 / +6
Initiative: +0 / +2
Perception: +2
Disarm: +2 / +4

SAMAS Main Body MDC: 230
Missiles: Range 1 mile
mini-plasmas 1d6x10 MD 8 / 8
mini plasmas 2d4x10 MD 4 / 4
mini-HEAP 1d4x10 MD 12 / 2

Particle Beam Cannon: 1d6x10
2,000 ft range
Payload: 40 / 40
 

Silanon

Three Thousand Club
"You got it, LT. Position shared - ready when you are." Amy waits for the others to prepare themselves, then opens fire with her rail gun once more.

+9 to strike, 1d4x10
 

Dannigan

Kaerri's Man. =)
Supporter
Ridge casually switches weapons from Big Momma to the Mk.25 automatic grenade launcher figuring if the dragon can miraculously dodge a blast pattern 24 feet in size while in the form of a small bird, then... it's still going to wind up as Ridge's suggested hood ornament, but what a surprise it would be the dragon escaped the hell Ridge was about to heap on him! Not to mention what Steel Rain and his Recon allies here were going to lay down!

With a combination of self-control, practiced use of cybernetics and SAMAS electronics, and good old-fashioned patience, Ridge prepares himself to loose a barrage of 6 Fragmentation grenades right on top of the dragon-bird the very moment Winters opens fire. Ridge's steely grin is wide with suspense and the great gift of blessed payback for what his darlings had inflicted on the Recon team! There was also the strong possibility of the bonding Steel Rain would enjoy, not only with each other, but with the Recon squad - Coalition forces all. Moments like these brought soldiers closer together!

Inwardly he couldn't help but keep thinking, "By the Emperor, this is gonna be so damned good!"
 

Psychie

Princess Psychie
Winters fires her rail gun with the loud buzzsaw rip you are all used to, scoring a hit on the bird and causing a mess of feathers to spray up into the air. But the bird is not dead, giving proof to the suspicion that this was the dragon in its transformed form! This is quickly followed up by the multiple explosions of Ridge's grenade launcher, causing even more mayhem to the supernatural beast.

Sherwood Sherwood Do you wish me to roll your missile hit, or do you wish to do so?

Vaneheart Vaneheart and Rykon Rykon You guys are up, too.
 

Sherwood

Luna's Concubine
Supporter
Stacey quickly hits the trigger of of her missile launchers, sending the four HEAP missiles off to their target.

A fumble. What happens? Do the missiles fire and miss or are they still in the launcher?
On Foot / In SAMAS Powered Armor
Number of Attacks: 5 / 6
Strike: +3 / +8
Parry: +3 / +6
Dodge: +3 / +6 ground, +9 airborne
Roll: +2 / +6
Initiative: +0 / +2
Perception: +2
Disarm: +2 / +4

SAMAS Main Body MDC: 230
Missiles: Range 1 mile
mini-plasmas 1d6x10 MD 8 / 8
mini plasmas 2d4x10 MD 4 / 4
mini-HEAP 1d4x10 MD 12 / 2

Particle Beam Cannon: 1d6x10
2,000 ft range
Payload: 40 / 40
 

Psychie

Princess Psychie
Stacey quickly hits the trigger of of her missile launchers, sending the four HEAP missiles off to their target.

A fumble. What happens? Do the missiles fire and miss or are they still in the launcher?
You are a little too quick on the trigger, and the missiles fly into the maelstrom of explosions being let off by Lt. Ridge and explode. At this point, you don't know if you hit the target or not.
 

Rykon

Four Thousand Club
Josh opens up with a volley of 6 armor-piercing type mini-missiles.

[Wow that's a lot of 1s... Josh isn't having a lot of luck so far 100MD]
 

Vaneheart

Friend or Enemy?
Sergeant Stone
CSMC (attached to CS Army)
Warlords - Steel Rain
Day 1


Stone took aim at the bird. He was momentarily distracted by the absurdity of the situation. The dragon used the power of magic...to transform into a tiny bird? He briefly wondered if this was somehow a distraction. He had read in reports of wizards being able to use tricks of light and shadow to create things that weren't actually there to fool and confuse. Can't take the risk that this isn't a trick though. Can't risk having the dragon return to attack later if we can help it. Have to take this opportunity.

Putting such thoughts aside, he fired his rail gun.

Rail Gun To Hit: 25
Rail Gun Damage: 20
 

Psychie

Princess Psychie
With all of the weapon fire and explosions, the dragon is ripped apart into a bloody mess, ending up very dead from the combined weapons fire. The members of the Recon squad give off a cheer, and one of the men step forward and says, "Damn right! That's how its done! It looks like we owe you guys a beer."

As you wait, the APC comes rumbling up and pulls to a stop, and the rest of the platoon quickly deploy out with their weapons at the ready. Lt. Summer comes walking up, eyeing the dragon's corpse with a satisfied nod. She stops in front of the men and women of the Recon team, saying, "Lt. Summer, 4th Platoon Warlords, 5th Armored Division, and we're here to get you back on the road. Sergeant, lets get a tow chain deployed so we can get that transport back on its treads."

"Yes, ma'am! You heard the LT! Hustle up!"

With half of the platoon standing guard both inside the APC and out of it, the other half quickly pull out a set of heavy chains and begin to hook up the transport to the Gloria to get it pulled out of the ditch. As they work, the team's medic looks over the three wounded of the other team, treating them and getting them back on their feet.

The Sergeant in charge of the Recon squad says, "Lieutenant, I got to thank your team for a timely response. Kept things from getting ugly. Ma'am, I do have to warn you, if you do keep on this course, you are going to be driving into a world of hurt. We were doing a sneak and peek on what looks to be a Xiticix hive that has sprouted up, and those nasty bugs are swarming around everywhere. Our long range radio was damaged so we haven't been able to make our report, so we've been stuck with driving back towards Fort Rico to warn everyone."

Lt. Summer frowns, then says, "Thanks for the warning, Sergeant, but we need to rendezvous with the rest of the company up north, and we have a VIP to deliver. With any luck we'll be able to get our passenger out of our hair before things go tits up."
 

Silanon

Three Thousand Club
"Good shooting." As the first celebrate, Amy Winters is still wary. Magic likes to break the rules of the world, after all. So she slowly, carefully, approaches the slain beast, weapon pointed right at it just in case. "Looks dead, Lieutenant. As it should be." That's about as much as there is to be said. After that - business all around her. Mundane tasks, now that the foes are gone. The kind that mankind excels at, pretty much; taking a beating, surviving, and moving on. Amy helps the best she can, unless orders are different; pays enough attention to the warning to be aware without overthinking things too much. This area was infested by foes, before; this group's attack certainly proves that much. Another, different kind of spreading plague; just another kind of foe, at least for now.
 

Psychie

Princess Psychie
It takes a good part of a half hour to get the Gloria hooked up to the other transport and get it pulled out of the trench it had fallen into, all the while the two groups of soldiers keep their eyes peeled, looking for more trouble that might be dumb enough to rear its ugly head. Good fortune shines on your heads this day, and there is no other hostiles showing up.

During this time, the SAMAS squad take turns getting their full load of bullets and missiles reloaded from the stores in the Gloria, so you are all at 100% and ready to fly once more.

Finally, the other vehicle is back on its own tracks and the wounded of the recon team have been patched up enough to be on the move once more. Lt. Summers gives the Sergeant in charge of the small squad a firm handshake, saying, "Just make sure your driver keeps his eyes open this time. We're not AAA roadside assistance, after all!" She grins at the joke, then in a more serious tone says, "Is there any last minute bits of news you can share with us about the road ahead? Anything we need to know?"

The Sergeant replies, "Well ma'am, there are a few towns up that a-ways, some of which are more diligent about keeping DBees out than others. We did give off a warning to them about the bugs as we passed through, but the Emperor only knows if they are going to be bothered to listen to us. Its not like the Coalition has a strong presence out this far for them to do much more than pay us lip service. You may be able to get some good intel on the surrounding area from the locals, just so long as you remember to keep your heads about you and remember that you are always going to be outnumbered if you start some shit with some DBees."

Summers nods. "I get ya. Thank you for all of that, Sergeant. We'll be back on the road shortly, and I suggest you do the same. Watch for other signs of ambush; the DBees got you once, they may want to try again." She turns and raises her voice a bit to be heard over the sound of the running engines. "Lt. Ridge! I want to have Steel Rain in the air, checking our path. Sgt. Miller! Get the troops rounded up and load them in. We roll in ten. Make it happen."

"Yes, ma'am!"
 
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Dannigan

Kaerri's Man. =)
Supporter
"Yes, ma'am!" Ridge answers. He hasn't stopped smiling since Steel Rain took down the disguised dragon. There is a merry spring in his step as he carries himself along.

"Ma'am!" Ridge stands and poses beside the dragon's head. "Before we depart, could we take the dragon's head with us? I can mount it on the Gloria or place it along her body, out of the way, for all Warlords to cherish and for all of the D-Bees to fear!"

Ridge eyes his squadron. "Get over here! Quick!" The veteran makes gathering motions to Steel Rain and the Recon Patrol to quickly form up with him as he takes snapshot after snapshot. No way is he letting this moment go by without some kind of proof!
 

Sherwood

Luna's Concubine
Supporter
Stacey hustles over and cracks her faceplate open to show her face, looking forward to seeing the pictures of the squad posed in front of the body of the dragon. She can't help but offer up a wide grin as the camera takes photo after photo.
 

Rykon

Four Thousand Club
Josh joins the photo, revealing a relieved smile when his faceplate raises. He was truely content they collectively took down and dragon and lived to fight another day even if the frustration prior had injured his pride.
 

Psychie

Princess Psychie
The Lieutenant thinks for a moment, then cracks a grin. "Sure. I can go with that. We can take a moment to mount that head on Gloria. Give our air wing some bragging rights for coming through that fight without taking a single scratch. Get to it!"

It takes a few minutes longer than expected trying to cut the head off of what's left of the body; after all, it was a mega-damage creature! But with the vibroblades in your arsenal, it gets done. A bit of a mess is made, but that is why you have low ranking soldiers in the squad. They get all the messy jobs.

Finally, you now have a genuine fire drake's head mounted on your APC. Props to the Steel Rain squad.

Now back on the move, the Gloria is running along a old highway north towards the assembly point, with the SAMAS squad airborne and scouting ahead of the APC. The Steel Rain have been airborne for about an hour when Lt. Ridge starts to get a itch in the back of his head that takes a moment to resolve. You are flying a Wild Weasel model with its advanced EW and communications suite, but you are not getting any of the expected radio chatter from the rest of the company at the assembly point. Either the company is operating under radio silence (which is possible) or there is some trouble up ahead.
 

Silanon

Three Thousand Club
Back in the air, the impressions still linger. Those photos, taken down there; they show less excitement on Amy's face than her new leader demonstrated himself. The beast, now dead - it still disturbs her thoughts. Magical blasts, and the like; not much of a worry. Technology can keep up with that. But the disgusting trickery that magic allows; shifting forms like that? It's worrying. Could it have changed forms into a human shape, and disguised itself to walk amongst its prey? Sure, there are precautions in place, but still - the possibility alone is... disturbing, to say the least. it shouldn't be possible, just like no creature should draw the entire squad's fire and get away alive. Even if its head now speaks of the creature's foolishness after that...

During the flight, Amy Winters is thus quieter than usual; pondering, wondering, while the landscape below passes by.
 

Dannigan

Kaerri's Man. =)
Supporter
Ridge's ecstacy personally getting to mount a dragon head on the front of a coalition vehicle like the Gloria cannot be suppressed. "Steel Rain! Thisss is what I'm talkin about! This is a great day not just for us but for all the Coalition in the area because when they see this, they are going to lose their tops! Now get over here and get some more photos before we leave!"

Ridge breaks into a macho studly pose, the first of many. "I wanna see flexin'! Pride! Guns high! Big smiles! For Gloria has a new face and ain't she bootiful! Ha haaa!"

* * *​

As they flew on, Ridge's instincts begin to gnaw at him. They are honed instincts, those of a bloodied hunter, one who has killed and will kill again. He relies on these instincts like the legions of ancestors before him. These feelings, these ghostly fingers on his soul, have never failed him nor does he think they will fail him now.

"LT..." Ridge growls over the encrypted radio to Summer and his squadron, the ever-present predator in him alert and ready. "My Wild Weasel's gear is picking up a lot of silence where they're ought to be activity. Either our people on a really long smoke break, or somethin' big is up. Orders, ma'am?"

"Steel Rain," he orders in a voice filled with grimness, "Eyes and ears open. Report anything out of the ordinary."
 

Sherwood

Luna's Concubine
Supporter
When Ridge warns of potential trouble, Stacey's eyes immediately begin to search the sky and terrain around them to try and spot any hostiles. If there is a problem big enough to silence the rest of the company that they were supposed to rendezvous with, their little flight of six SAMAS suits will just be a warning beacon for the APC as they turn and try to get the hell away from whatever it was that is coming their way.

OOC What time of day is it? If it is approaching nightfall, I'll try switching back and forth between the various enhanced vision modes of the suit to see if I can spot something.
 

Psychie

Princess Psychie
Right now, it is late afternoon, and the sun is low on the horizon, making the shadows stretch out long. It will be dusk in about ten more minutes.

The comm line to the Gloria crackles on with, "Ridge, we are on the road, and at this speed, we are approximately thirty minutes out from the assembly point. We need to know what it is we're getting ourselves into. Proceed with extreme caution, but continue to advance and do some recon. Steel Rain, keep this line open for any news you may have. Gloria out."

Continuing to advance, Stacey doesn't spot anything out of the ordinary.

At what altitude and speed are you approaching the Assembly Point?
 

Sherwood

Luna's Concubine
Supporter
Stacey hits her radio and calls Ridge. "Sir, I would recommend that we approach using nap of the earth flying, staying as low as possible to avoid giving someone a chance to spot us from a distance."
 

Psychie

Princess Psychie
Up ahead, you can start to spot plumes of smoke rising up from multiple heavy fires that are burning hard. Using your telescopic lenses, you can see that there are at least five different large sources of the thick, black smoke rising up, and a handful of smaller points of flame. The smoke is obscuring your normal visuals, but the Infrared vision you have is capable of seeing heat sources through it, but looking nearby the flames really blots out your vision.

You are currently 5,000 feet out, approaching slowly. Go ahead and give me Perception rolls, please.
 

Sherwood

Luna's Concubine
Supporter
Stacey frowns as they advance. That's a lot of smoke and fire. What the hell? She uses her various vision modes trying to spot what might be causing it.

Total Perception roll of 15
On Foot / In SAMAS Powered Armor
Number of Attacks: 5 / 6
Strike: +3 / +8
Parry: +3 / +6
Dodge: +3 / +6 ground, +9 airborne
Roll: +2 / +6
Initiative: +0 / +2
Perception: +2
Disarm: +2 / +4

SAMAS Main Body MDC: 230
Missiles: Range 1 mile
mini-plasmas 1d6x10 MD 8 / 8
mini plasmas 2d4x10 MD 4 / 4
mini-HEAP 1d4x10 MD 12 / 12

Particle Beam Cannon: 1d6x10
2,000 ft range
Payload: 40 / 40
 

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