While the AW had managed to force the Phantoms into a building, they had no luck getting into the building. Every squad that had actually managed to get inside, and these were few) had been ambushed and slaughtered to the last man. However, DarkStar knew this little stale-mate could not last forever. And if he didn't break it, then Luciaden would and then HE would have the upper hand.
"While I appreciate the thought, Psycho, I don't think so. We're here to distract the AW, not kill them. And if we went into a bunker, they would get to us eventually. No, we have to remain mobile."
"Sargent!" DarkStar motioned to one of the figures in powered armor.
"Aye sir?" The large hulk of armor walked up, letting his cahingun spin down.
"We still have the hostages, right?"
"Yes sir. They've been kept alive and unhurt, per your orders." DarkStar had ordered any civilians rounded up and kept safe. Insurance so that neither the AW or the Kusari forces would level the building. Not with all those innocent people still inside. And if the AW decided to anyway, the Kusari forces would never let them leave the planet alive.
"I think it's time to release a few..."
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Out on the streets below, there were many different types of combat going on. Supression fire from machine and gattling guns on ground level, sniper duels higher up, and at the top fighter's tried to dodge incomming AA fire from rockets, Gauss Cannons, and two of the three Heavy Assault Armor units.
On the ground, thanks to tank hits and rocket strikes, there was plenty of cover for soldiers to hide behind. Such was what one squad was doing.
"Sir! One comming out!"
"Hold fire! It's a civvy!"
"Looks like he's hurt."
"Cover me, i'll get him out of there."
The marines opened fire and sprayed the place with energy and bullets, while the one soldier ran out to the crumpled man.
"Come on! Let's get you out of here!"
"Please... it hurts... so much..."
"Don't talk, just come with me! We'll have our medics take a look once your safe."
"No... shoot me..."
The civvy was dragged back under the cover fire. "We gotta get him out of here sarg. Looks like he got hit bad."
The sargent nodded. "All right. Take him back to the medics."
"Yes sir! Come on, your going to be fine."
"No... kill me... i'm..." The man's eye's rolled up in pain and he passed out.
The AW had set up a temporary shelter for wounded, so they could be treated a little before evac come to take them to a real hospital. They brought the civilian into one of the tents here. Luciaden's ACV was not far away, tucked back safely away from the front lines.
"Hey! This guy looks like he's been hit!"
One of the medics ran over. "Give him here, i'll take care of him." The soldier nodded and ran back to his buddies.
The medics brought the man onto a table to take a look at the wound. The front of his shirt was stained red. "That's odd... There's just this recent cut on his belly."
The medics put him to sleep and examined the wound. "It's been sewn up, but not very well. Poor guy must be in so much pain..."
"Wait, why would they cut him up?"
The medics just looked at eachother for a moment, then realized with dawning horror at what had been done.
One of Luciaden's guards was outside the ACV when one of the medics ran out of the tent.
"HE'S A BOMB!" The guard, a veteren of quite a few battles had just enough time to curse those sick Phantom b*stards before the explosion tore out the entire field hospital, two of the closer buildings, and fliped the ACV on it's side. The soldier, and quite a few of his buddies, civvies, and other personnel died in the blast, and even more were injured. Luciaden himself managed to avoid serious injury and was left with a pulled shoulder and a bruise on his head. The driver was not quite as lucky, not being strapped into his seat. Luciaden looked in the driver's compartment and found him laying sprawled over the passanger's door.
"Think i'm gonna get fined for not wearing my seat-belt sah?" The driver tried to chuckle, but it turned into a cough and a grimace of pain at the end.
***
DarkStar chuckled as the cloud of dust and debreis flew up into the air, with the shockwave not long behind.
"I doubt that little trick will work again, but it was fun." DarkStar examined the window a little longer, then turned away.
"Time to leave, my brothers!" The Phantoms started pulling away from windows and doors, towards where DarkStar was.
"Sargent, you first." The Phantom fired his jump-jets and flew out one window and through another. The marines followed, DarkStar using his own special armor to jump the gap. The Heavy Assault Armor units just diverted power to their rockets and anti-grav, and sailed aross to the roof of the other building. From there, the Phantoms moved out again, securing that one as a strong-hold. The AW soldiers hurried to catch the Phantoms setting up once they figured out what was going on, but it was too late. The Phantoms were fast, inhumanly so. Once again, the fights raged on. Supression fire on the ground, sniper duels in the middle, and air versus AA on the roofs. Now they were just on another building.
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Major Grant and his squad move quickly out of the crater that no doubt would have drawn attention too them and proceeded towards the Market place where Sgt Scheaffer
was stranded. not fra from their position they could hear a battle take place, they figured it was most likely the Phantoms and the AW duking out on the streets so they kept on moving.
BS Cortelli: ahh Major what are we going too do once we get the Sergent back?
Major Grant: dont worroy bout the Cortelli we will plan according too how this changes
BS Cortelli: aye sir
Major Grant radioed Angela and gave her new Instuctions
Major Grant: Angela?
Angela: Yea what is it Derrick?
Major Grant: Take Kruschtjev and Mendoza with you and secur a vantage point in the large office building over there
Angela: aye sir....Allright you two are with me now come on!
BS Members: YES M'AM!
Angela moved in her massive Power armour towards the building with the three heavily armed BS Members right after her. after a few seconds they were inside the
building and had a clear lins if sight on the Battle.
Angela: Derrick i think you should hurry up and get Schaffer
Major Grant: almost at the third floor all contact you once we find him
Angela: roger that ill keep an eye on whats going on
Major grant and the rest og the squad quickly moved up the staircase and into the room where Schaffers pod crashed, when they found the pod Scheaffer was already out of it and was pointing his assault rifle at them only too lower it when he saw who it was.
Major Grant: Stand down soldier
Sgt Scheaffer: Aye sir man that was a rough landing *laughs*
Major Grant: yes indeed but lets move on we need too meet with Captain Hart and the others in an office building but when they move down the stair case again they ran into some Kusari Marines which out of fear for they might be Phantoms attacked.
The marines didnt give Major Grant and his any choice but too kill them Grant loosned a little Silver ball from his belt and threw it down the stair case.
Major Grant: ok guys get back get back
after a few seconds Major Grant moved down the stair case too find that his Time slowing grenade had worked just fine he drew his dual Tantos and cut the marines throats so blood sprayed from them when the effects of the grenade had worn off.
Major Grant: OK GUYS LETS MOVE ON!!
The BS members came stormin down the stairs and followed Grant into the office building where angela and the others was. they ran up a long stair case and into a large room with windows all along it. In the room they found Angela and the rest of the squad busy setting op some comms equipment and long rang binocualars......
*OOC* Well I'm still trying to think of a way to end the battle that is powerplaying for either side... Which isn't quite easy to do.. Plus Kane left for a week. *OOC*
Asteroids of all sizes exploded around the Excalibur, Pulverized after being hit with Inferno Main Guns, Kristy was Standing On the Bridge, The Evolution now taking its Tole, her body was getting weaker by the hour, But she had it, they key to the Seal that held Jenova in her Prison in the Ruins of Newcastle.
I can defeat the corrupted, and Jenova, I just need to stay on my own two feet....she thought as they Raced for Britonia.
" Ensign, Take this Disk and Relay It to the House's, and then send a copy to all available Freelancers, Hurry there isn't much time. " After handing the disk she collapsed into here Command Chair, her body was changing, but for ill or good she didn't know, all she knew is that she didn't have the time to find out.
Quote:Archon Relay-Source: Newcastle
Message: To, All ships within range of this Transmition, there is a Emergency in the Newcastle system, One that threatens the entire Sirrus system, House's are scrambling ships as we speak but more is needed, so, im asking anyone whos willing to throw in one last fight against the Coming night, to please come to Newcastle, for the sake of Humanity and all future generations......
End Communication
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The transmission came over the com, loud and clear. This was going to happen eventually., thought Vo as the nearly silent humm of his armor got louder, recording his thoughts. His ship, the Armodragoon, set a course for the Newcastle system. Vo shifted through all of the latest GNN entry's on the visor of his armor. (It doubles as a screen) The latest entry's had two main points. Destruction, and Death. Credits... Vo made a mental note not to leave the Newcastle system without a cargo hold for of, A: Credits or B: Hostages. He typed in a few simple autopilot commands and got up from the pilots chair. He wouldn't do all the fighting in a ship, no doubt about it, so he checked each and every one of the weapons on his armor. There was a hiss of steam as the back panel of his armor slid open and a Plasma gun slid out and over his shoulder as a targeting reticle appeared on the visor of his helmet. Check.. he though. He checked each of the 30 weapons and gadgets on his armor, and adding some upgrades. He returned to the controls of his ship. He could see the Cambridge jump gate looming at the end of the trade lane. That Jenova is a looker, even more so Kristy, too bad I will have to kill them, one of them... Oh well... I prefer corpses to humans any day. He closed his eyes and let his one, and only, lover Armodragoon begin the docking sequence for the jump gate.
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Jett, on the other hand, stayed put. "I would blow up the planet if I was any one of those fools" he said to his Majordomo. The Majordomo replied "Of course your wisdom is far more devolved than any other sentient creature of this sector.". The Majordomo did what he does best, kiss a*s, but this time, he didn't do it quite right. Jett spun around and stuck his arm out at the Major-D. "Please sir... no.. no... AGH!" The former Majordomo was engulfed in antimatter, for a small hole on the knuckle of Jetts armor, came the demise of a short human named Oine Fortan. "I am wiser than anything, sentient or not, in this sector or not."
OOC: I have some new ideas, PM me and I'll go in depth.
Jonathan climed into his Raven Claw. He saw korrd teleport up to his cruiser.
Kristy, I sure do hope you know what you're doing... if this pans out the wrong way, I will have to kill you... he thought as he punched in the auto pilot for Newcastle.
I think i'll take the quick route this time... One of the Tau systems has a jumphole to Newcastle...
As the crowd watched, his Raven Claw roared into space...
He knew he was headed into a cataclysmic showdown with an expotentially more powerful nemesis...
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Major Grant gazed into the binoculars surveying the carnage of the ongoing battle
which was still going strong when suddenly Cortelli yelled..
Cortelli: INCOMING!!!
and a stray volly of Chaingun shots smashed through the Window
making everyone duck for cover, luckely no one was injured but most of the Squad had Grenade Shock due too the shock of the large projectiles hitting something so close too them.
Major Grant: ok Mendoza Hicks snipe the Bastards
Mendoza and Hicks: YES SIR!
the two soldiers moved up too the windows and surveyed the battlefield for targets.
one after another they picked off several Phantom soldiers unlucky enough too be in the field of View the total kill count for them was 6 phantoms.
Major Grant: ok we need too move Closer salvage what you can immediatly
Cortelli: yes sir
Sgt Scheaffer: aye sir
Mendoza: you got it
Hicks: will do sir
Kruschtjev: yes sir
Angela: ok derrick ill scout ahead
Angela stormed down the Stairs in her Power armour running towards the battle always keeping a keen eye out for enemies as she moved. when suddenly
a squad of Aw Marines saw her and out of pure Reflex began too shoot at her.
Angela called Derrick too get an order..
Angela: ahh Derrick...(Static)..ran into a....(Static)..AW marines
what should i do?
Major Grant: hmm Kill them only if neccesery
Angela: roger that
Angela moved slowly closer to them showing no sige of Agrression buit they still kept shootitn at her, so she decided it was hopeless too try and talk with them.
She started too shoot the Marines with a Rapid fire laser which wnet straight through the Marines Armor and proceeded into a Wall further behind them.
while the Mairne inflictet only superficial damage too the power armor.
after a few minuts of fighting ANgela came out victorious and proceeded......
DarkStar finaly stopped smiling when 6 of his men died. Someone was taking out his brothers and sisters, and that would not do.
"Where is the location of these pests?"
"The shots came from the building to the west, Lord."
"Snipers?"
"Yes Lord. Your orders?"
"Since they have decided to incurr our wrath, they will pay the price. Have Barns search the area."
"Barns sir? But dosn't he have..." The Phantom stopped, and finaly realised what his master had planned. "Yes sir." Under his helm, a slow smile spread over his face.
***
One of the A-MAG snipers was once more looking for targets. More Phantoms had died, and so had more AW and Kusari soldiers. Then he spied one more Phantom in one of the windows.
"Heh... Gonna get 7 Phantom heads now... Wait a sec..." The Phantom had some kind of shoulder mounted gun. It was rather large and looked like a rocket launcher. And for some reason, the Phantom was looking directly at him.
"What the he..." The A-Mag soldier never got a chance to finish as the Gauss round ripped out at close to the speed of light. The A-MAG soldiers torso simply vanished in this cloud of blood and liquified body parts. A rather large hole was punched through the whole building, and even into the one beyond. Barns looked through the hastily mounted auto-scope on his rifle. "Never tick off the man with a bigger gun."
A second round missed the second sniper by inches, but the sonic boom and shockwave that followed blew out his shields and spun the man like a top before he crashed down, unconsious. His gun was twisted by the same effects of the round untill it resembled a very expensive club, and just about as useful as one too.
Random Gauss shots blew apart cover, vehicals, buildings, and people.
Barns emptied the Gauss clip, and then retreated into the building. The rest of the Phantoms moved onto the next building, but the AW had caught onto this strategy. They tried to hit them mid-air, but it was hard. No real confirmed hits, and nobody fell out of the air. Too fast and too thick armor. Not for lack of trying, mind you. They were pissed off that the Phantoms had used a civvie for a bomb, and they almost blew up the commander to boot.
***
The air assets deployed by both the Kusari Navel Forces and the AW were also having a hard time. Those Heavy Assault Armor units, the homing rockets, and the thrice be-d*mned Gauss gun were putting a very heavy toll on future numbers. But the Phantoms had problems as well. Ammunition. 80. cal runs out fast, rockets get used, and the Gauss cannon was starting to become more miserly with his shots. So, the plan DarkStar had was starting to get a little simpler.
The Phantoms jumped into the next building. But instead of setting up there, they kept going. Through that one, on to the next. More then that, they were starting to curve...
***
Coded Pirate Transmission:
To: CO
From: Shaded Plasma Ball
Evil
Vailiantly
Attacks
Continuously
Neutrilized
Oppressive
Warriors
Message Ends:
(OOC: If you want to pick up this signal, you can. However, remember it's in code, and it's even written in an unknown language. If you can read it, you better have a d*mn good explination.)
This is the real true story of rock and roll; it was not about anything more then, how to live your life, as a gangster, in sartorial splendor, and turning the world into a place where normality would never return again...- Malcolm McLaren