Robotech - Southern Cross Adventure

[Psychie]

Ryuko's punch catches the Male Powered Armor by surprise, and you can feel its armor crumple a bit under the force of the impact.

Neo raises up her Eu-11 and fires another burst at the Light Artillery Pod and scores light damage.

The two Light Artillery Pods target Deunan with their particle cannons, and will hit unless you dodge or parry

The two Tomahawks from the convoy both fire up at the two MPAs, and they are both shot down.

The remaining Comanchero fires five mini missiles into Artillery Pod 3, and manage to finish it off.

One Artillery Pod is left.

Sherwood is up, and you have a defense to declare

24 -Ryuko -160 [6]
17 - Neo -0/120/0 [6]
17 - Tomahawk 1 [6] critically damaged
16 - Light Artillery Pod 4 [5]
12 - Tomahawk 3-4 [5]
12 - Comanchero 2 [5]
10 - Deunan -190/70/0 [5] <====
9 - Marlon [5]
7 - Gabi [4]
5 - Alan [4]

 

[Sherwood]

Making sure that the messed up Tomahawk behind her will not be hit if she evades the fire, she dives to the side, and then counter fires with her Eu-11.

Spoiler

On Foot:
Number of Attacks: 6
Strike: +10
Parry: +13 - +17 with Heavy Combat Shield
Dodge: +14
Roll: +6
Perception: +12
Initiative: +1
Damage: +2 from Ps

In the Hover Tank:
Number of Attacks: 8 - +1 attack per melee round at levels 1, 3, 6, 10, and 14
Strike: +12 with Cannons, +13 to HtH, +14 with EU-11 (+2)
Parry: +17 (+1)
Dodge: +17 (+1)
Roll: +9
Perception: +12
Initiative: +3 (+2)

Ammo Payload
APFSDS - 3d6x10: 30 / 29
MPAT - 2d6x10: 10
Plasma - 2d8x10: 5
Smoke: 3

Main Body: 475 / 405
Left Shield: 500 / 310
Right Shield: 500

 

[Psychie]

Deunan is just barely able to dodge, but in the process of doing so, your counterattack is off target.

D. Rex is up

24 -Ryuko -160 [6]
17 - Neo -0/120/0 [6]
17 - Tomahawk 1 [6] critically damaged
16 - Light Artillery Pod 4 [5]
12 - Tomahawk 3-4 [5]
12 - Comanchero 2 [5]
10 - Deunan -190/70/0 [7]
9 - Marlon [5] <====
7 - Gabi [4]
5 - Alan [4]

 

[D. Rex]

With the MPAs down thanks to the Tomahawks, Marlon shifted his attention to Deunan's attacker. Her mecha was starting to look rough, thankfully the Zentraedi were now dropping like flies. Hopefully he could help end it just as swiftly. He adjusted the aim of his gunpod to the Artillery laden Battlepod. He pulled the trigger and let off a five round burst.

 

[Psychie]

The burst hits the Artillery Pod with a light hit.

Purr is up with Gabi

24 -Ryuko -160 [6]
17 - Neo -0/120/0 [6]
17 - Tomahawk 1 [6] critically damaged
16 - Light Artillery Pod 4 [5] light damage
12 - Tomahawk 3-4 [5]
12 - Comanchero 2 [5]
10 - Deunan -190/70/0 [7]
9 - Marlon [6]
7 - Gabi [4] <====
5 - Alan [4]

 

[Purr]

Gabi "Chrome Shaman" De la Rosa
Tac Corp Special Forces Recon Patrol​

Spoiler: Payload and Combat Details

VHT-10A Ajax mode: Battloid.

Missile Payload:
24/30 HEAP Mini-missiles: 1D4x10 M.D., 1 mile range, 3 foot radius, 2 M.D.C.
10/10 Plasma/Napalm (medium) Short-range missiles: 2D6x10 M.D., 3 mile range, 15 foot radius, 5 M.D.C.

Gabi was pleased to see Ryuko get a good hit in hand-to-hand combat. Gabi called her a "shotgun" for good reason.

The Zentraedi in the Battle Pod had made no move of surrender, so Gabi targeted him with her electronics. The moment she had a lock, she swiftly broke from her cover and launched a volley of six HEAP Mini-missiles straight at him. "Greet the devil! Fox One!" she shouted.

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STATUS

Location: About 3.5 miles from Anton-17.
Statblock: VHT-10A Ajax (400/400 M.D.). CBR Mk 2E Armor (105/105 M.D.). Heavy Shield (55/55 M.D.).
Effects Active: None.

 

[Psychie]

With the light damage already scored on the Artillery Pod, Gabi's missiles are just enough to finish it off.

Moving out of combat time.

Now that the fighting appears to be over, more emergency crews begin to run out, looking for anyone in need of rescue. At the site of the crashed helicopter, the two corpsmen manage to strap the wounded man to a gurney and immobilize him before starting out for Anton-17 once more. As the car drives back, in a somewhat more sedate pace to avoid crashing, they are already calling in for the medical center to be standing by for their patient.

As all of that is going on, the convoy comes driving up under the watchful eyes of the two Defender Destroids that had hung back with the transports. Several dozen of the infantry on the walls come down from their emplacements and immediately dive into unloading the trucks, getting the much needed stores of bullets and beans under cover.

Over the next several minutes, three VF-1A Valkyrie Veritechs call down that they have been directed to stick in the area and provide an additional level of protection, especially since the four Destroid escorts of the convoy will need to be leaving soon to guide the lightly armed and armored transports back to the rear positions that they came from.

During this time, both Gabi and Ryuko are directed to land their mecha in their Battloid configuration, and head into the heavily armored mecha hangar for rearming and repairs on Ryuko's Ajax. As you watch, several dozen technicians descend upon the various damaged mecha and begin to cut away at the weakened armor to make room for fresh patches to go on. An untrained eye might see this as pure chaos, but it is clear that the Lieutenant giving the orders knows what he's doing, and his subordinates are all well trained.

What is everyone doing during all of this?
Purr Gundam Watcher 27 Rykon , D. Rex Sherwood WlfSamurai

 

[Rykon]

[tldr; Alan is fuming]

Alan stares out at the carnage surrounding the Anton-17 BSURP blankly from the open cockpit of the Spartas. His helmet was held in hand, something this magnificently terrible had to be beheld first hand. From the forty-foot hole blasted in the wall, the dribbling slag that was the comm tower, to the multitudinous piles of mech shrapnel littering the interior and surrounding fields.

Even though they won, even though casualties were minimal, all of this should have been preventable. The comm tower was out, several airmen clipped and injured, and the supply line was in mortal danger from ambush and crossfire. Everything about the Zentraedi activity of late had finally hit the last straw of Alan’s temper. The chaotic desolation just drove into his mind at once into one ornery ball of unmitigated backwoods rage. That’s when the shouting began.

“What in the chocolate, salty, upside-left space fuck did we just witness? Were we seriously just raided by 5 million tons of canned fat ass by surprise? How the fuck do you even do that? I swear to god, we just set up a damn monitoring tower not too long ago. Lot of fuckin good that did. Might as well be super-Shrek’s favorite ass-pick for all the good it’s done. Here galactic Lebron and his pack of shitheads just bebop their way down the road in the middle of our supply line to ravage our damn base like a bear on a ham sandwich. Who the fuck even runs this place? How the hell were they not picked up from space 20 to 50 miles out? The seismic activity alone is a dead fuckin giveaway. Is our surveillance team manned by a pack of teenage boys fiddling their toothpicks in a corner hoping they can collectively crochet a sock to hide their shame?” Alan shouted pitching his helmet across the battlefield in unfiltered fury.

“We spent weeks patrolling these git-shittering jungles dangling in front of Goliath like a 5-piece fucking McNugget and we have this fucking pile of slagged shit to show for it.” Alan gestured angrily at the wreckage. “Look at it! These guys dunked our base like a fat kid at a pool party. Minute one, the wall is wrecked and the comms are gone. This is fucking pathetic, and I’m not gonna take this stupid blitzkrieg bravado ass bullshit of theirs another fucking minute. This limp wristed, thumb twiddlin’s gonna stop. Surely leaderships got two balls to put together to go give star-bitch what for. Lord knows we’ve been here long enough scouting out Zeeks. IT’S NOT LIKE THEY’RE FUCKING SMALL!” Alan’s screams were liable to echo on the silent expanse of molten metal carnage.

“…And another thing! Who the fuck runs our intelligence department that they can just skim our database to put bounties on individual soldiers? Why don’t you just send ‘em the addresses of our next of kin so they can take a pilgrimage to Montana and fuck my sister with a jackhammer. I swear if I get my hands on that space-quatch pickle Rick lookin ass bitch, I’m gonna march up that fucking step ladder and teach her fucking kneecaps a fucking lesson.” The heat already was baring down on him, fueling one last outburst. “And who the fuck’s idea was it to set up camp in SATAN’S FUCKING TAINT.” With a howl of agony, the aggravated soldier wiped the already pouring sweat from his brow as he went to collect his helmet in peace. “Time for a smoke… fuck…”

 

[Gundam Watcher 27]

What exactly was Ryuko doing?
She was getting out of the her Ajax, before taking her helmet off her head. Anyone who would see her would most likely be entranced by her appearance. She gave the lead repair man an instruction sheet, asking for the replacement parts to be painted crimson, the color she prefers, as well as a second arm cannon if possible.

After leaving the hangar, she was outside, looking towards where the fight was earlier. Watching the engineer teams grab whatever scrap was left over from the destroyed Zentraedi machines, she was think about how close she was to dying.

If anyone saw her right now, she had her flight jacket off and tied around her waist, her black tank top had some signs of perspiration running down the cloth. If anyone saw her right now, they would think she just came out of a shower.

 

[Purr]

Before Gabi exited her Ajax, she retrieved her drone and stowed it in her backpack. Then he called out over the emergency channel. "Chrome Shaman to Asgardians, that Dragon flight, and everybody else who assisted Anton-17. We are in the clear. All hostiles down. Your help made the difference between people getting wounded and people getting dead. Add twenty hostile kills to your paint jobs and God bless you for your help! Chrome Shaman out."

Once carefully guiding her unharmed Ajax to the hangar, she shut it down and told any technicians nearby the mecha's status and what ammunition it was missing. As she did this, she heard the volcanic soldier going off and thought to herself, "Ay carajo... ("Oh, damn...") Either things are as bad as that guy is saying, or he comes from some sloppy amateurish unit that lets him act like that in front of everybody (hope it isn't the one we're joining), or both. Neither one is good."

Once she located the crimson Ajax, Gabi bee-lined it straight for Ryuko and smacked her hard enough on the shoulder she could feel it under her armor. "Ryuko, idiota! ("you idiot!") Who do you think you are? Max Sterling? Flying out like that into a 5-on-1 furball?" Gabi put her hands on her hips. "Look, I know Air Cav and Recon Patrol do things differently, but you trying to join the Jungle Rats in Heaven or just trying to give me a heart attack and send me there next? Ay Dios mio, ("Oh my God,") Ryuko!"

 

[Gundam Watcher 27]

Ryuko would jump for a second, feeling someone touch her, before turning around to see her friend Gabi.

"Ryuko, idiota! ("you idiot!") Who do you think you are? Max Sterling? Flying out like that into a 5-on-1 furball?" Gabi put her hands on her hips. "Look, I know Air Cav and Recon Patrol do things differently, but you trying to join the Jungle Rats in Heaven or just trying to give me a heart attack and send me there next? Ay Dios mio, ("Oh my God,") Ryuko!"

Ryuko rolled her eyes. How many times did she have to explain this?
"If my job is to kill Zentraedi, then what is stopping me from doing so? Besides, they killed my parents, and my older brother! I'm not going to forgive them for that!" She then took a breath, before exhaling. "Look, I'm sorry for yelling, but I just can't recover from that experience, not until I feel that I have closed that wound."

 

[Rykon]

Alan eventually pulled a cancer stick from a compartment in the Spartas were he kept a few road supplies and got it lit. He looked up to the tower and merely let out a low grumble before turning on his radio to the ASC's band. "Marlon, Neo, we need the full comms back up ASAP. We don't know what else may be going on. Let's get to work..." He let the feeling of numbness wash over him as he watched the ambulance cart the pilot to the surgery wards. "And before we forget... that jamming gear needs to be fished out of this hellscape before it gets lost."

 

[Purr]

Gabi nodded and fixed Ryuko with a hard stare. Gabi knew Ryuko's story possibly better than Ryuko knew Gabi's, given Gabi's lack of sharing personal things very often. "I'm with you on that, Ryuko. Close that wound. Avenge your beloved familia ("family") well, amiga ("friend"). I wanna help you do that. But maybe first you don't want to join them so soon by throwing yourself out into the open like that?" Then she added. "And maybe remember, since the funeral, you're all I've got now? That means something to you, right?"

 

[WlfSamurai]

Alissa presses forward into the wreckage, carnage, and aftermath. She ignores Alan’s rant, colorful as it is. The man has a talent with words. Right now, though, Alissa is frantically helping the rescue crews and cleanup. She uses her tank’s battloid to bend and rip through cockpits or debris to get to downed men and women.

When the casualties have been put onto stretchers she leaps out of her tank to help triage on the ground as best she can.

Then, she climbs back into her tanks and keeps close to the squadron. All this in silence. Alissa feels her own anger and what feels like betrayal. Alan is right. What the hell is the point in having a base full of men and women if no one was monitoring the enemy and piecing together their positions and movement? She clenches her jaw and grips her control sticks harder.

 

[Gundam Watcher 27]

Gabi nodded and fixed Ryuko with a hard stare. Gabi knew Ryuko's story possibly better than Ryuko knew Gabi's, given Gabi's lack of sharing personal things very often. "I'm with you on that, Ryuko. Close that wound. Avenge your beloved familia ("family") well, amiga ("friend"). I wanna help you do that. But maybe first you don't want to join them so soon by throwing yourself out into the open like that?" Then she added. "And maybe remember, since the funeral, you're all I've got now? That means something to you, right?"

Ryuko nodded, before looking towards the hangar. "We've become fast friends ever since we first signed up at the academy. When we were there, we shared alot about ourselves. In any battle we faced, You always had my back, I always had yours. Our bond has become a lot like a sisters. I don't think I can even live with myself if anything happened to you..... And that's why I fight in the front lines, to keep you safe."

 

[Sherwood]

Deunan is not as vocal as Alan is, but she is still pretty damn pissed off. Looking about at the smoking wreck that was the comm tower, the two Tomahawks that were both nearly lost, and the damage done to the tanks of her own team, she is certain that if there wasn't the unexpected reinforcements from the supply convoy, things would have been much, much worse. I need to follow up with the resupply group and thank them for their timely arrival. And I need to meet up with whomever it was that did such a good job calling in the artillery strikes.

Taking a few deep, cleansing breaths, she goes over to Alan and fires off a powerful glare. "Get yourself under control, Sergeant! With all of the shit going down here lately, I sure as hell don't need you getting busted down for being insubordinate! I need all of you, working together, in order to make sure we all come home from this war in one piece. I agree that there is a problem, and once I have access to a working radio, I plan on calling into the local GMP Command and demand some answers. From the way that we have been targeted, it is looking more and more like there is a leak, and if we can't get it plugged, sooner or later, we will be burying some of our team."

"Now, if you are done bitching about what happened, lets get this base and our mecha back up and running as fast as possible."

 

[Rykon]

By this point, Alan already had his Spartas shoveling broken bits of battle pods into the arms of his Battloid mode mecha and was preparing to haul it to the previously slagged tower. "Already on it boss. That said, I didn't say anything we weren't all thinking. An attack of that magnitude shouldn't have come as a surprise. These self-proclaimed stoic warriors will learn fear one way or another. We are the Third Heavy, and we won't fall to these mindless waves of heartless behemoths." It was clear from the tone of his voice, he was content having said his peace. Now was the time to work. The Malcontents wouldn't be permitted to do that again. "Now that I think of it... Why didn't the mines go off?"

 

[Sherwood]

Deunan looks grim. "That's a damn good question. Also, where were our point-defense guns? And the hedgehog missile launcher?" She looks around for Lt. Renner, knowing that the infantry officer is in charge of the day to day security of the base.

 

[Rykon]

Alan swaps his radio band to squad only. "Marlon, Neo... when we rebuild this thing... Can you install a hardwired signal trace on where specific signals get sent to? If our leak is stupid enough to do so from base, think we can catch 'em red-handed? This issue has been on-going so long, I think it's time we took initiative on some digital recon."

 

[Psychie]

Purr and Gundam Watcher 27

As Deunan and Alan are having their discussion, Gabi and Ryuko are getting approached by a private. "Sgt. Narukami and De la Rosa? Would you please come with me? Lt. Hulsizer is waiting for you next to the Operations Center." He motions for you to follow him down a set of stairs to the underground bunker where the main control center is located.

The Operations Center is a mess. It looks like a bomb has gone off in here, and there are several bodies covered in sheets in one corner. Your first thought was that when the missiles hit the base, the bunker must have been hit, too. But in a typical BSURSP, there are several feet of not only hard-packed earth, but also heavy plasteel sheets of armor protecting the underground Operations Center, and the hit against the wall and the radio tower were not bad enough to breach the shielding. This was obviously an explosion that took place inside the Operations Center.

There are several soldiers on guard down here, all of which are visibly jumpy. Lt. Hulsizer, the base XO, is involved in a spirited discussion with Lt. Renner, the infantry commander, and she is clearly demanding answers from the man. "How the hell did this happen? I want a eyes-on accounting of every person in this base. You get me? Get out there and get it done! And get Sgt. Conway down here!"

Once Lt. Renner turns and storms out, Lt. Hulsizer takes a few moments to compose herself. Seeing the two of you, she walks over. "You are the new pilots we've been waiting for? Excellent. Your arrival was not expected until tomorrow, but I for one am glad that you showed up when you did. Normally you would be meeting with the Captain, but . . ." She glances over at one of the sheet-covered bodies and wipes at the corner of her eye. "Come with me."

She leads you out of the ruined Operations Center to a conference room and motions for you to take a seat. "Let me go over your paperwork while we are waiting for your squad leader to get here. It seems so . . . mundane . . . to go over this after an attack, but the day to day operations of Anton-17 must go on."


Sherwood
When Deunan is out looking for Lt. Renner, you are able to find him coming up from the bunker into the mecha hangar. He sees you, and he makes a beeline over to you. "Sergeant Conway, your presence is needed down in the conference room. Lt. Hulsizer wishes to speak with you."

 

[Sherwood]

Deunan looks up at the tall officer. "Sir, what happened to our turrets and the mines? Why didn't they go off? I thought that the guns were made to be able to track on incoming missiles and stop them cold!"

 

[Psychie]

The Lieutenant gives you a long look. "We have a saboteur in our ranks. I am sure that is why Lt. Hulsizer wants to see you. Get moving, Sergeant."

 

[Sherwood]

Deunan looks in shock at the officer. "Sir?!? Uh, yes, sir. Right away." She turns on her heel and heads towards the stairs, and as she goes, she hits her personal radio and calls out, "Listen up, Third Heavy! Keep on high alert. Lt. Renner just dropped a bombshell on me, saying we were sabotaged. I'm now on my way downstairs to meet with Lt. Hulsizer. I wonder why its not the Captain? I'll find out and keep everyone informed."

 

[WlfSamurai]

“Yes Ma’am!” Alissa responds on the squad channel. She shifts back to tank mode and hovers to guard the base.

Sabotaged?! Her mind races. If there were a saboteur the entire time the team was on-base they’d have accumulated enough intel to put together a better assault than this. But maybe this was just the probing assault? One to throw the team and base off kilter? Nothing is adding up. So, Alissa stops adding and shifts her mind to other things. Her team.

“Alan, I’m with you on maybe taking the initiative. I’m tired of this. Too many unknowns. Seems like everyone knows something about it except us.”

 

[D. Rex]

"But we do know. We warned then when all this crap started going down back when the system got stolen from the convoy. Between that, and the fact that all these systems got sabotaged. If there is only one traitors then it is either a highly skilled person trained in sabotage, or more the likely option being that it is someone in engineering that can handle explosives. If not that, then it is someone higher up able to get people to do those things under the radar, and kill them off in the heat of conflict."

He said as he drug out tools from his mecha, and added them to the pile he was had started bringing from the hangar. "As for the com tower... that's easier said than done Alan. A lot of key elements would have gotten fully slagged. And the electronics are likely completely worthless. It would take a couple days of scavenging to get to an idea of what it needs. And even should we, we aren't allowed to install hardware or software without higher ups permission. Security purproses... not that it seemed to help here."

With Deunan out of her Spartan, of Thurd heavy it seemed to take the most damage. So he would focus on that first.

Marlon would also insist that he be the one to look after third heavys mecha. For one, the engineering team was likely very busy... secondly there was the very real threat of sabotage. Last thing they needed was one of their spartans sabotaged.

And if one of those engineers passed to Marlon be cause of that, a letter about painting some Ajax red, he would wad that note up and toss it over his shoulder without a second glance.

"Once I get Duenans mecha back up to par, then I am gonna take care of yours Neo. Alan, Alissa. How do your two Spartans look?" He asked.