Parmenthel

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The planet of Parmenthel is a forest planet.





Tanks will have a difficult time navigating the marshes and swamps.


Infantry superiority is key to secure this planet. Asymmetric Fighting will Likely take place.


Good luck on the front.

 

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UTA 3rd Expeditionary Fleet, UTA-SC Raijin, Rear Admiral Hallevy and Rear Admiral Bersio:


It wasn't long before the couple were shipped out once more into combat. It was all hands on deck for the upcoming war and once they were able to fix up Hallevy in the advanced treatment centers on Berlin Colony,  Nikrat gave the order to march off to battle. The new commanders of the 3rd Expeditionary Fleet were now dropping out of warp space. Their new fleet consisted of 43 Destroyers, 20 Hyperions, 10, Phoebes, and 3 Carriers including the Raijin. Comparably, the 3rd fleet and 1st Fleet were of similar strength. Though with the battle hardened leadership of those aboard the Carrier Raijin, the 3rd Fleet was definitely the stronger of the two.


"Warp jump successful, Captain," Ensign Rassha stated to the rest of the crew aboard the bridge.


"Alright everyone, the occupation of Parmenthal will be simple. We are tasked with defending Terra's future homeland with our lives. Understood."


"Yes, Captain," the Bridge replied fervently. There was a different atmosphere aboard the Raijin with the lack of Commander Ahn, but it was something he would have to get used to. First Officer Lee was still getting used to his new job, but he still needed more time to learn the ropes.


"Ensign, I mean, First Officer, you have the helm," Bersio told the greenhorn commander.


"Understood, Captain," Lee answered. He got up from his seat and took the Captain's chair when Bersio got up and left the room. "Ensign, repulsors up to full speed and prepare to land. Comms, tell the rest of the fleet to make preparations to land on the planet's surface except for the following vessels which should be on your screen. Admiral Hallevy wants to have a small portion of the fleet on orbital guard." The Bridge nodded in agreement and began getting to work. Bersio retreated to his quarters after making sure that Lee did everything as planned. 

 

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closing the borders


a red messege was brought to the kaisic empire's attention once UTA.


The mining colony on Paremeth had given this messege to the High Command.


It read


"Emergancy, UTA naval forces in orbit. Send assistance.-Paremeth"


This couldn't be happening. The Uta wouldn't randomly strike unless....


They planned to kill the only thing that keeps the kaisic empire alive.


The metal rich forest planet.


They had this to say to the UTA;


"Unauthorized vessels, we have undergone a state of emergency. Please return to your home planet and cease further military action. 


Or we will be forced to retaliate."


Kaisic ships began to make a B-line to the planet or paremeth in hopes of getting to the battlefield. They are still a ways away.


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UTA-SC Raijin, Bridge:


"Captain we're being hailed by Kaisic forces." 


"Hold on let me get Bersio," Lee said flustered by the immediate response, apparently the Kaisic already had their hands on this planet. He pressed a button on the holographic monitor in front of him and Bersio emerged from his quarters while buttoning up his uniform to assess the situation.


"Commander Lee, what seems to be the problem," Bersio asked.


"The Kaisic are here, sir."


"And, is that a problem."


"No, sir."


"All responding to that message will do is waste time, ignore it for now. However this does bring about another factor I didn't foresee," Bersio added, "change the order on the number of ships being sent down I want only the Phoebe Class Battleships and our Carrier to approach the surface. The rest of the fleet stays in orbit."


"Yes, sir," Lee replied. He went back to his active job training while Bersio retreated back into his room. There waiting for him was Admiral Hallevy who was getting dressed to head back to her new command aboard the UTA-SC Bishamon. She could miraculously stand about and walk around as usual due to the prosthetic legs that the doctors at Berlin Colony gave her. The prosthetic legs were very much like her legs before as they had a synthetic skin that would look and feel like actual human tissue, but they were cold and hard like any other robotic thing. Hallevy spent the ride to Parmenthel aboard the UTA-SC Raijin with Captain Bersio for mostly irresponsible reasons, but no one questioned her actions because she was the highest ranking officer in the fleet along with Bersio. Once Hallevy was dressed, she left Bersio's quarters, kissing Bersio one more time before saluting the members aboard the bridge. Hallevy then hastily made her way to the hangar and went off back to the Bishamon aboard a transport.


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[Panzer]

the beginning.


the planet Paremeth, along with it's metal mining factories, were largely unprotected. They were manned by mining droids which looked similar to the Combat droids. Most of them walked with a limp or malfunctioned constantly, twitching and walking funny. These were veterens of warfare that have been injured, or defectors from the factories.


It was a sad place, but it also was the backbone of the Kaisic empire.


The few defenses that were there, manned by old guards and reserves.


They were underequiped and undersupplied, as the planet of paremeth was a bit behind the kaisic techton and the patrolled space.


"CEASE ANY CLOSER MOVEMENT, MILITARY LANDINGS WILL RESULT IN MILITARY ACTION AND RETALIATION."This was sent to the approaching carrier.


The reserves scrambled to their positions, although old and basic shelter, they still provided protections against light to medium arms. They quickly manned their guns and aimed.


Then...the sirens started to scream


(Insert nuke siren)


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UTA-SC Raijin, Gunship Control, Hangar:


One of the COs stood in front of the group of Drone Pilots and began briefing them on their mission. They were to make bombing runs to smoke out enemy gun positions to make troop movements on the ground easier. They saluted the flight commander once he was done speaking and headed to their stations. The crewmen got into their chairs, placed their VR Helmets onto their heads, and gripped their control sticks tightly.


"Hey, Stella, worst kda buys drinks for the rest of the squadron."


"You're on, Bucky," Stella challenged, "I'll make sure to wipe that smug look off your face."


"Settle down you two," Biggs said authortiatively, "get your final checks done and let's head out. Try not to wreck too many drones this time."


"Understood Blue Leader," the two of them answered. Outside 3 of the drone gunships stirred as the pilots from Blue Squadron took control of them. They slowly hovered out of their magnetic locks and onto the launch platform. The rotating plasma blasters on the front of the gunship swivelled around as the pilots turned their heads, and the red glowing "eyes" on the gunship sparked to life.


"Alright, sound off. Biggs McCann, Blue Leader, Heading out."


"Maxwell Hammond, Blue 1, Deploying."


"Stella Lacroix, Blue 2, Launching." The three gunships took off from the hangar and began gliding over the tree covered surface of Parmenthel.


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Tensions explode.


After multiple instances that increased tensions against the two factions, it exploded into conflict as the UTA began to bombard Kaisic positions. As out of fear from enemy shells, the Kaisics had dug themselves further in and fortified it to the point of hidding during these bombardments. MG crews and AT cannons were dug deeper and hidden from the eyes in the sky. Thus prevented further casualties for the important defence force. Although, many kaisic soldats would be caught into the open and killed because of that.


AA and Flak guns opened fire upon the low flying vessels immediately. Explosive shells with fragment warheads and HEAT exploded around the crafts, as other shells attempted to punch holes into them.


The kaisic empire has declare war.


the kaisic empire's ally will be asked to join the war.


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[Panzer]

Treaty still possible?


the kaisic diplomats saw thus as a useless attack. They questioned on why they wanted the planet.


They sent a messege to the UTA;


"Under incompetent circumstances,  I ask if you: why I'd the planet of Paremeth your target?


I am not allowed to disclose any info about why we will defend the planet, but this fighting will get us no where.


So, again, I ask; Why?"

 

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Gunship Control


"Shit, my drone's down," Biggs said over the comms, "zone's too hot we need our men on the ground to take out those AA guns."


"Alright, Max we're pulling out time to get in the transports and head down with the troops." 


"Roger that," he answered. His gunship was just shot down and he was waiting for additional orders. He and the rest of Blue Squadron had burned through 6 gunships trying to break into the Kaisic's new defensive line. They did manage to clear a landing zone for the incoming Troop Transports, so now it was their job was to now take those down to the surface. Of course unlike the Drone Gunships, the Transports had to sortie with a crew in the cockpit. The three of them got out of their chairs and stretched for a bit.


"Stella, you're gonna be my co-pilot. Max you stay here, take the next gunship to escort us down."


They saluted, "Understood, Commander." After a quick drink of water, Max jumped back onto his control platform and resumed his duties in the gunship. Biggs and Stella went out into the hangar and hopped into the cockpit of a transport. Soon they were accompanied by a squadron of UTA Regulars that were going to go down to the surface with them. All of them appeared identical except for the gunners who carried ther Type 1s on them. The soldiers were loaded into the transport and shipped off into combat, followed up with a gunship moving down to the surface with them.


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GunsControl


"Shit, my drone' rs down," Biggs said over the comms, "zone's too hot we need our men on the ground to take out those AA guns."


"Alright, Max we're pulling out time to get in the transports and head down with the troops." 


"Roger that," he answered. His gunship was just shot down and he was waiting for additional orders. He and the rest of Blue Squadron had burned through 6 gunships trying to break into the Kaisic's new defensive line. They did manage to clear a landing zone for the incoming Troop Transports, so now it was their job was to now take those down to the surface. Of course unlike the Drone Gunships, the Transports had to sortie with a crew in the cockpit. The three of them got out of their chairs and stretched for a bit.


"Stella, you're gonna be my co-pilot. Max you stay here, take the next gunship to escort us down."


They saluted, "Understood, Commander." After a quick drink of water, Max jumped back onto his control platform and resumed his duties in the gunship. Biggs and Stella went out into the hangar and hopped into the cockpit of a transport. Soon they were accompanied by a squadron of UTA Regulars that were going to go down to the surface with them. All of them appeared identical except for the gunners who carried ther Type 1s on them. The soldiers were loaded into the transport and shipped off into combat, followed up with a gunship moving down to the surface with them.


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"Schiece! More incoming!" The MG gunner leaned against the concrete fortification, knees weak and arms heavy. He was shaking from his outdated engine. He was an old droid, rusted and dented. 


Overhead, flak and aa shots flew, crashing against planes and gunships.


The trench was in chaos, soldats Were running and shouting. One of them, a young droid, was caught out of the trench. He sprinted to the old MG gunner, as he was caught up in confusion.


Then, a ear peircing crackle and an explosion of smoke that rang up from shells. The tree next to the trench exploded into fire and smoke.


It then cleared, the smoke lifting into the air. The old droid wiped his camera of dust and debris, frozen in the same position he was before that happened.


He looked to the trench.


Time seemed to slow.


The trench was ablaze.


Soldats Climbed the trench, running and screaming due to their unfortunate demise. Fire Consumed them.

 

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Parmenthel, LZ Apple


Max's gunship roared onto the battleground. Hovering only a 100 meters off the ground. He pressed down and slightly released his left hand trigger to zoom in and out on targets below. The Kaisic Soldats were marked with red boxes indicating they were hostile forces. He would repeatedly zoom in, pull the firing trigger and watch as groups of Soldats were mowed down by the Gunship's plasma cannons and heavy machine gun, zoom out, and repeat.


Meanwhile, Biggs and Stella made their approach as Max was clearing out the remaining Soldats from the LZ. They wove through swathes of enemy AA gunfire and had all their guns firing at anything that moved on the ground. When they touched down, the Regulars marched off the ship and scanned the area, firing off plasma rounds from their Type 3 rifles to incapacitate anything that was left. One of the Soldats that stood alone on top of the burning trenches took control of a machine gun and lit up the cockpit of the transport.


"Aagh," Stella shrieked as bullets rained through the windows.


"MG, 12 o'clock high," one of the soldiers called out.


"I see 'em. Take him out." Then the entire squadron opened fire on the hill, taking out the Soldat with a blisteringly quick volley of plasma bolts. Inside the cockpit, Stella, still shellshocked by the experience, checked herself to see if she was hit anywhere. Miraculously she wasn't. The same could not be said for Biggs, whose lifeless body slumped in its seat. He took several shots to the chest with a gaping exit wound the size of a watermelon coming out his back. The back of his seat was a mix of flung around cushioning, blood, and other gory bits. Stella removed her helmet and puked into her seat upon seeing such a grotesque sight as well as realizing the blood that was on her uniform was not hers. Once finished, she put her helmet back on to communicate with Max.


"Max, Biggs is dead. You're Blue Leader now," she forced herself to say.


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(if you want, I'll edit and tone down the gore )

 

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Paremeth, LZ Apple


Under the cover of foliage, a group of Kaisic Sturmtroopen set up a new MG position that overlooked the overran LZ.


They then crouched behind cover and sniped at the enemy troops from afar. The hidden MG position then unleashed it's full fury. 


It's fast fire rate helped it supress the enemy troops.


The Sturmtroopen stayed hidden within the forest, picking off enemy troops if they held their head up.


It became clear that these troops really wanted to hold this position.


This position held one of two droid factories, AKA, the two hearts of the Kaisic Empire.


The loss of this sector would cripple the Kaisic forces, and threaten them with Extinction.

 

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UTA-SC Raijin, Gunship Control


"Stella, RTB ASAP, We'll get that transport fixed and have the commanders remains carried out, so we can hold a proper funeral once this is over." As he was saying this, his Gunship spun out of control after taking too many hits from Kaisic Anti-Vehicle weapons. It crashed down on the floor of the jungle, providing new cover for the embattled 35th Regular Infantry Battalion. 


UTA 35th Regulars, Private John Woo


I looked around and..........


UTA 35th Regulars, Corporal Cain Do


"Shit, Woo's down, enemy snipers in the trees. Smoke 'em out." I picked up my Type-1 and blazed the treeline. Leaves and pieces of branches flew everywhere as every round tore up the terrain. A few lucky shots found their targets and....


I couldn't breathe. I looked around one last time. Blood. Blood everywhere. My chest had a gigantic hole in it.


UTA 35th Regulars, Private Erin Braddi


Corporal Do went down next to me. He was hit several times by machine gun fire from a different position. I threw myself next to the fallen Gunship. Everywhere, everything, was a killzone. The Kaisic had us surrounded, there was no opening for us to get through. I pulled up gun sights and locked on to a Kaisic Soldat that was standing in the open, putting a burst into it and getting back to cover. Bullets whizzed by and clanked against the metal of the Gunship. 


"MAMA," the Corporal cried using the last of his breath. He was immediately silence by another hail of bullets that covered the landing area. Overhead, Gunships made more attack runs, bringing with them a rain of fire on top of those metal bastards. I peeked around one more time but was immediately hit in the shoulder. Fuck it hurt like hell. 


"Medic," I called out. One of the soldiers came up from the trenches and was going to cross the kill zone. I threw out a scrambling smoke to screw with enemy targeting systems and hopefully the man would make it across. A few seconds later Bradley emerged from the smoke. "Where's Popeye," I asked.


'Popeye's dead, I'm the squad medic now. Don't worry I'll patch your wounds. He pulled out a vial of nanotech fluid and loaded it into the syringe. He stuck it into my arm and injected it into my bloodstream. To stop the bleeding, he used a good 'ol gauze pad and waited until the nanites took effect in repairing the missing tissue. After a long and painful minute, he lifted up the gauze and the wound was healed. "Alright you're good, Erin," he said as he patted my soldier. He popped his head up to check for enemies and fired off a couple of rounds, heading to his next assignment.


UTA-SC Bishamon, Command Center


Admiral Hallevy, Captain Bersio, and Captain Flanders assessed the battlefield via a hologram conference.


"Hallevy, our troops are getting killed out here," Bersio stated, "what's the plan, the land invasion isn't going according to plan."


"Bersio, I'll have the Harukaze come down to provide more support. Hang tight," Flanders responded, "is that all good with you Admiral."


"You're free to do as you wish Flanders. For the Alliance."


"For the Alliance," Bersio and Flanders saluted. They exited the call and outside the Bishamon, one of the carriers detached from the main fleet and headed down to the surface with two destroyers following it.


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Kaisic fleet arrived.


Finally, the fleet arrived to the planet in full force, carrying 10 Dreadnaughts and 14 Battleships. Carriers stood behind, launching their planes immediately.


Landing craft were launched from the battleships, being escorted by fighter or bomber gunships.


It was clear that the kaisic soldiers were hard at work. The armor on the dreadnaught seemed to be of UTA origin, matching the caliber of cannons on the UTA ship, and increasing it ever so slightly. They had used their fast assembly skills and their stolen intel to make this ship.


They made their way to the planet...

 

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UTA-SC Bishamon, Command Center


"Admiral Hallevy, Kaisic reinforcements coming out of warp. 10 Super Battleships and 14 Destroyers."


"Parmenthel must be vital to the Empire if they are sending a fleet this large, we can't take them on unless we have the Everest. I'm issuing a full scale retreat. Get our forces off the ground and back onto the Phoebes and the Raijin. We'll hold the line here until their retreat is successful," Hallevy stated. She assessed the holographic map of the projected battlefield. Placing her hand onto the projection, she moved around different ships and tried to think of a strategy for the coming battle. "On Ademar, it appeared as if the Hyperion were our best bets in a head on fight against enemy battleships. We'll  abandon half the destroyers and load them onto the Bishamon. Our Hyperion will use their cannons to target enemy engines to slow their advance and use the empty destroyers left on the front as cover for our retreat."


"Understood, Admiral," the comms officer replied. She went to her business issuing the new set of orders.


UTA-SC Raijin 


"New orders from the top, Captain Bersio, we're pulling out. Enemy reinforcements inbound."


"F***ing hell," Bersio barked as he slammed his fist on the desk. They weren't even a day into the operation and everything was going horribly. The Kaisic defenses proved to be more than their troops could handle. Their troops were getting slaughtered and the gunships couldn't clear out a landing zone to establish a command center either. "Get our troops off the surface. I trust Joanne has a plan to make sure we all get out of this alive. Ensign,set a course for Terra, we leave once everyone is on board."


"Yes, sir."


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[Wandering Grim Hollow]

Atlus Colonial Fleet Detachment
​

Captain K.Irving
​

"Parmenthel in sight, Ma'am." My radar operator informed me as we exited subspace. I stared out at the main monitor, arms folded in thought as I assessed the situation. My small fleet of 1 assault carrier, 1 battleship and 4 cruisers are all handpicked by his Lordship Vice-Admiral Sherman himself. Seeing as how he's under informal house-arrest, he trusted me with this... 'grand task' of aiding the Kaisic scum. Oh why must he be so handsome... I hate it.


"All ships are to enter Diamond formation. Hastings, prepare your fighters for take-off. Justicar, I need your battleship to take up the left flank. We'll cover the right flank." I ordered with grace befitting an officer and a lady. Despite my personal feelings regarding this operation, I must do it by the letter. 


"Captain, UTA ships in sight. Our... friends are there too." My radar operator stated. I simply hummed in reply as the main monitor showed the target of interest. 


"Hmm. We're outnumbered. Langdon, hail the UTA flagship for me. I want to have a little chat with them."


"Aye, Ma'am." As Langdon did his little magic with the communications, I mused about what should I do with the paltry amount of ships I have. A suicidal charge like what Rear-Admiral Bauduin, God bless that blonde, handsome piece of a-ehem, is said to have done or maybe a defensive maneuver like what Admiral Sherman would have done. As I mused about what I should do, a thought occurred to me. I should be announcing our arrival to the Kaisic forces... Eh. They'll figure it out.


"We have connection, Ma'am."


"Thank you, Langdon." I took a moment to adjust my hair and uniform. "Ehem. Attention UTA fleet. In occordance to the treaty between the Kaisic Empire and the Principality of Atlus. I, Captain Kathereen Irving of the Atlus Colonial Fleet is here to aid our Kaisic allies in repelling you from the planet." 


I pause, feeling sick to the core at what I had to do. I heard about the pain the Kaisic have caused on Diagna. The pain they afflicted on the colonists. They even shelled civillians... Unforgivable. I took a deep breath to compose myself, signalling to Langdon to turn off the fleet recorder. I'll just get him to tell Command that it got hit by a warp storm or a solar flare.


"Is what I should be doing but... I've decided to just sit back and watch. Enjoy yourselves. Tootles~" I signalled for the connectiom to be cut.


"All ships, remain out of range. Let's enjoy the show..." I said with a satisfied smirk. The crew's dark snickers confirmed their true feelings for the matter. To hell with the Kaisic.


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UTA-SC Raijin, Bridge:


"Captain, we're almost done picking up everyone from the surface. But we have a new problem."


"What is it, Commander?"


"There are new warp signatures inbound. Judging by their appearance the vessels belong to the Atlus Principality. They are blocking our escape path."


"We'll just have to fight our way out of this mess then. All hands to battle stations. We'll send out the gunships since they are disposable. I don't want any man left behind. Patch me in with Captain Flanders."


"Understood, patching you in with Captain Flanders," Ensign Rassha stated. Soon, Captain Flanders face appeared on the monitor. He and his crew were facing the same crisis as they were preparing for the two front battle against the Empire and Atlus. They were speaking loudly through the audio as they were issuing orders to their men to make haste and get to their stations aboard the Carrier, Harukaze.


"Captain Bersio, I'm guessing this is about the Atlusian fleet right," Flanders said, "I and the rest of the crew on the Harukaze will finish up the evacuation. You do what you're best at Captain. Give 'em hell." He closed the comm-line, leaving Bersio and company to decide on what to do. They all looked at each other, understanding the gravity of the situation. Once more they were backs against the wall just like on Ademar. If they lost this battle, the entire fleet would be crushed by the combined forces of the Atlusian Navy and the Imperial Navy.


"Captain, your orders," Ensign Rassha asked.


"Take us into orbit. Phoebes join us in a V formation we'll lead the charge." 


The Raijin took off from the planet's surface along with the rest of the Phoebe class battleships formed an arc around the Raijin as it flew up to meet the enemy fleet.


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UTA-SC Raijin, Bridge:


"Captain, we're almost done picking up everyone from the surface. But we have a new problem."


"What is it, Commander?"


"There are new warp signatures inbound. Judging by their appearance the vessels belong to the Atlus Principality. They are blocking our escape path."


"We'll just have to fight our way out of this mess then. All hands to battle stations. We'll send out the gunships since they are disposable. I don't want any man left behind. Patch me in with Captain Flanders."


"Understood, patching you in with Captain Flanders," Ensign Rassha stated. Soon, Captain Flanders face appeared on the monitor. He and his crew were facing the same crisis as they were preparing for the two front battle against the Empire and Atlus. They were speaking loudly through the audio as they were issuing orders to their men to make haste and get to their stations aboard the Carrier, Harukaze.


"Captain Bersio, I'm guessing this is about the Atlusian fleet right," Flanders said, "I and the rest of the crew on the Harukaze will finish up the evacuation. You do what you're best at Captain. Give 'em hell." He closed the comm-line, leaving Bersio and company to decide on what to do. They all looked at each other, understanding the gravity of the situation. Once more they were backs against the wall just like on Ademar. If they lost this battle, the entire fleet would be crushed by the combined forces of the Atlusian Navy and the Imperial Navy.


"Captain, your orders," Ensign Rassha asked.


"Take us into orbit. Phoebes join us in a V formation we'll lead the charge." 


The Raijin took off from the planet's surface along with the rest of the Phoebe class battleships formed an arc around the Raijin as it flew up to meet the enemy fleet.


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Stealth Fighter Squadron.


We are the unseen...


"Mein Herr... we are approaching the target."


The cloaked crafts flew low to the trees, approaching the retreating ships. They spotted the ships and pressed their attack.


With the new tech, they hid themselves from the radar or detection systems, letting them sneak up on the ship's engines. They uncloaked once they got in range, and fired for the engines, launching ATEMP missiles towards the Engines.


They quickly Re-cloaked and Retreated.

 

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Kaisics in pursuit


The large Heavy fleet chased close behind the UTA force, firing the occasional pot-shot at the fleeing forces.


Then, The Atlus arrived.


"Mein Herr, Our Allies have arrived!" the Helmsmen pointed to the Atlus fleet ahead of them."


The Kapitan nodded, opening up a channel with the Atlus fleet.


"Atlus Kapitan, This is the S.M.S.Bismark. our intel suggests that you are here to help us, and for that we are grateful. Our planetary Factories , and our young ones are saved. We shall hope that you cut the retreating forces before they have the time to regroup."


But, to his excitement, he forgot to encrypt the code from the UTA , which had received it as well.


The Kapitan ordered a full charge to catch up with them, and the new PAK5000 launchers (On both sides of the Dreadnaughts) began to fire accurately upon the UTA ships. They were large cannons capable with long distance fighting.


They also unveiled another weapon.(NebelWerfer 45) Nicknamed Screaming Anna. It was basically a small ground missile launcher that were stuck on a ship, and given more fuel.


The dreadnaughts lifted a small wing from under it, twisting it to the side. The barrage of long ranged missiles seemed enormous.


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UTA-SC Raijin


"Captain, the port side repulsors have been hit by enemy stealth fighter attacks, but we can still make the jump."


"Luckily, history and experience are on our side. The Kaisic already revealed their hand with this tactic back on Diagna, so we can thank the Atlusians for taking the fall for us. Load torpedoes with target refracting smoke. We'll make the jump back home from inside."


"Understood, Captain." The torpedo bays opened and unleashed a volley of air-bursting missiles. They covered the escaping fleet with a large cloud of target disrupting smoke. Not wanting to risk losing his own half of the fleet, Bersio reluctantly made the retreat without engaging the Atlusian fleet. He trusted that Hallevy would find her way back past the two other enemy fleets.


UTA-SC Bishamon


"Enemy missiles incoming. They are targeting the entire fleet." Several explosions erupted in front of them as the abandoned destroyers took the beating from the enemy fleet. The missiles continued to scatter across the fleet as they made their way to their targets. They blew up into many fiery infernos as they were shot down before reaching their targets by the UTA AA Gun fire.


"Fire all anti-air guns," Hallevy commanded, "forward batteries. Focus on crippling the enemy ships then we'll make our retreat."


"Understood, intensifying batteries." On top of the fire of the main guns, the Hyperion unleashed their wave of Core Cannons aimed at the Dreadnought's engines..


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[Wandering Grim Hollow]

Atlus Colonial Fleet Detachment
​

Captain K.Irving
​

"Incoming transmission from the Kaisic fleet, Ma'am. Shall I put them on?" Langdon alerted me as I sipped on a pouch of warm tea. Although I would very much prefer tea from a proper cup, the pouched tea had a benefit for being vitually spill-proof and can be drunk incase of artificial gravity failure. A comfort for officers and nobility serving on the front lines.


"Oh? Put them on. Let's hear what they have to say." I said, putting the pouch of tea aside before trying to look serious as the main monitor flickered to life. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes and groan from listening to the Kaisic captain prattle on about their 'young ones are saved' and how they wish for us to cut the UTA forces off. Bah! Their little production factories can burn for all I care. But orders are orders so I figured I might as well pretend to care.


"We'll cut these UTA cowards off. May their ships crumble under our combined might!" I say triumphantly before I signalled for the signal to be cut. I slumped into my chair and groaned as loudly as I could. Luckily for me, Langdon had falsified another 'solar storm' glitch on the fleet recorder for me. I reach for my pouch of tea and took a nice long drink, wishing it was wine or a strong stout and that I was back on Admiral Sherman's side. That man may annoy me from time to time but he does have a lively sense of humor. That and his handsome looks and dashing figure is easy on the eyes. Ehem.


"Ma'am, the UTA ships might be preparing to warp!" Leslie, my radar operator warned as she kept her eyes glued to the monitor. 


"Keep your eye on them. We'll only retaliate if they attack us first...." I ordered, brows furrowed in thought as I tried to predict where this battle might lead to. A real 3 way scuffle? Or maybe just a regular fleet battuke with our ships being merely observers more then anything.


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Kaisic relations: great mistrust, heavy disaproval.


the kaisic fleet gave chase to them, but the kapitan noticed one small issue.


"Mein herr, the enemy fleet is preparing to warp... we cannot catch up with them, running the risk of ambush."


this is troubling...


He opened up comms with the Atlus fleet; asking of the problem.


"herr, they are sending reports of a...." he stopped, looking through the reports on the comms."a Solar storm herr."


"Where there any solar storms within the area?" The captain asked.


"Nien herr, scanners report that the ships are fine. True Atlus engineering."


The assistant tried to make the atlus feel better by adding in a complement.


It only made things worse.


"So... Atlus captain....what is the problem?"


The dreadnaught ahead of them gets shot on it's side armor. An explosion lights up on the outside of it, missing the engine completely. Once it clears, it shows that the armor had defended the ship from the blast, leaving only a large dent in it's armor.


"Schisse." The kaisic captain mumbled.


"Return artillery fire!"


"You atlus cowards shall be no use for us in battle if you should not act on your orders.


What will your empire do, when you fail your side of the deal... shall we just stop sending tech to your lovely people who need it desperately? Or shall you stop your greed and fight ?"


Just as the captain finished the sentence, the assistant scurried off.


the assistant didnt want to be there if they were to duke it out.


The cannons of the Dreadnaughts opened up, aiming for the engines of the crafts. They cannot allow them to regroup and rearm. 


Suddenly, one of the dread-naughts shook, it's side armor exploded again, leaving a relatively small hole in it's hull.


"Mien Herr, The S.M.S Kaisershlacht reports a hull breach near it's engine room."


"Run the UTA down. Let the Kaiserschlatch retreat."


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UTA-SC Raijin 


"Captain, the Atlusian ships aren't firing at us and it appears the stealth fighters have retreated."


"I guess they unloaded everything in their first run and returned to the fleet to restock. It also appears that the Atlusians aren't too fond of their new allies either," he guessed, "Is Captain Flanders with us yet? Once he regroups with the fleet we'll make the jump back to Terra."


"I see the Harukaze leaving the planet's surface," One of the officers stated. The giant carrier was slowly emerging through the clouds and the atmosphere in a blazing ball of smoke and fire. Once reaching the outer atmosphere, it returned to its normal yet grand state.


"Understood. Ensign make the jump to Terra. We'll regroup with the home fleet and we'll try taking Parmenthel again some other day." In front of the Atlusian fleet, the Carriers and the Phoebes of the escaping UTA 3rd Fleet made their warp jump.


UTA-SC Bishamon


"Admiral Hallevy, Hyperion Gun crews are confirming positive hits on the enemy dreadnoughts, but they don't appear to be affected by the blast," one of the officers reported.


"Admiral, the Ground Force has made their escape. We're set to go."


She nodded at the second officer and ordered a full retreat. Soon the dreadnoughts returned fire, knocking out the engines of five more destroyers and two Hyperions. Unable to rescue them, Hallevy left them behind as they warped out of the system. While the non-combatant crewmen and UTA infantry abandoned their respective, crippled ships, taking escape pods to the surface of the jungle planet. Rhe officers, gunners, and captains remained aboard their broken vessels, fighting to the last moment.


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The short lived Parmenthelian campaign resulted in a demoralizing loss for the Alliance. Five destroyers and two Hyperion battleships were destroyed in the battle in orbit. On the ground, two thousand men and women were lost in the 5 hours of combat that took place and nearly a thousand more are missing and unaccounted for.


At home the effects of the battle rippled into the ship building industry as there arose a need to counter the juggernauts that each military power had to offer. While Nikrat and Nwarhta still believed in the power of many smaller more agile ships that could be masterfully guided into battle. The big companies like Long-Stan and United Terran Manufacturing disagreed with such statements, prompting them to cast aside orders for more Tesla Class and Phoebe Class vessels in favor of creating two more Ultimatum Class ships. Their designations planned on being the UTA-SC Mauna Kea and the UTA-SC Matterhorn.


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[Panzer]

Kaisic victory.


our glory shall live on!


This campaign was challenging for the kaisic empire. Intel reports state that there were a total of 3 thousand old guards killed, with a total of 33 Kreigsmarine missing in space.


During the battle, the UTA forces made a desperate attempt at capturing their new homes, only to find it occupied by the Kaisic Empire. their desperate attempt to capture it ended in failure. The kaisic "Old Guards" are now an elite set of veterens. The kaisic diplomats ask to seek a meeting with the UTA to understand why they had attempted to attack the planet in the first place.


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The Droid Factories are Safe!


new developments unfold, mass production imminent .


As the old guard defended the droid factories,the engi-bots unveiled a new soldat. All soldats that are not designated as "Old Guards" shall be retrofitted in the new factories.


Here are the pictures of the new soldats, using unknown tech.





Soldat recall activated.

 

[Wandering Grim Hollow]

Atlus Colonial Fleet Detachment


Captain K.Irving


"Incoming transmission, Ma'am." Langdon warned me as the main screen flickered to life. I listen with barely contained contempt as the Kaisic Captain rattled on about 'deals' and 'greed'. That's it. I can't take anymore of this farce. Regulations be damned, I'm going to resign soon anyway. I calmly tossed my now empty pouch aside and stood up. This is for you, Rear Admiral Sherman, forgive me.


"You really wish to know my problem...? Very well then... The answer should be simple but I'll make i lt infinitely easier for you tincans..." I took off my officer's cap with barely contained rage. "Let it be known that my next words reflect my own thoughts and not that of the Principality... To be frank... I F***ING HATE THIS! YOU TINCAN... B-BASTARDS EXPECT US TO HELP YOU PROTECT YOUR SO-CALLED 'PRODUCTION FACILITIES' WHEN YOUR COWARDLY INVASION OF DIAGNA DESTROYED THE LIVELIHOOD OF MILLIONS OF COLONISTS!!"


I bang my fist down on my control panel to let my frustrations known. One of the girls in the bridge actually yelped in shock. The others looked on in horror and amazement at my ranting, those that know me simply kept quiet.


"YOUR SOLDIERS SHELLED CIVILLIAN TOWNS!" I slammed my fist on the control panel. 


"YOUR SOLDIERS CAUSED A NOBLE TO VANISH! A NOBLE I LOOKED UP UPON!" I slammed it again. The technical officer was smart enough to disconnect it from the ship's other systems. Angry tears streamed down my face as I ranted. I'm definitely going to be excuted at this rate so I continued.


[SIZE= 12px]"AND YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY! THE SHEER... NERVE TO ACCUSE US OF GREED AND COWARDICE! YOU F-F***ING HYPOCRITES! TO HELL WITH YOU! DEATH UPON YOUR PEOPLE!" I felt a needle being stuck into my arm. The ship doctor must have been called to sedate me. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 12px]"Cowards...! D-death to you tin...cans... Lord Shepard... Lord Bau..du...in...." Everything went black.[/SIZE]


Atlus Colonial Fleet Detachment


[SIZE= 14px]Ensign D.Lorenz[/SIZE]


"Ehem. Pardon for that ugly display, Kapitan but I assure you that she will be punished for her actions. All ships, I am taking temporary command of the fleet. Ships forward at full combat speed!" I order as Captain Irving was carried out of the bridge. I hoped that we could score a few hits for glory but our joining was for naught unfortunately. The enemy had long turned tail and fled. 


"Well that was a shame. Now where were we, Kapitan?"


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