The War In Leeds - The Battle for Stokes Mining Field

[Athenian]

<span style="font-size:18pt;line-height:100%][font=Fixedsys][color=#FF0000]Honourable Pilots of the 44th Tokkotai Yakosura shall commence operations to secure the mining fields south of the Imperial Emperor's new acquisitions near the smelting facility known as "Stokes".
Expect resistance.

As these ships are at the far end of an extended supply line, engine power is running lower than normal.

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[font=Fixedsys][color=#6666cc]***Alert! Hostile Ships On Long Range Scanners. All Pilots to Launch Control. This is not a drill. Pilots of the 136th Leeds Home Guard are ordered to intercept and destroy Kusari forward patrols sighted in the Stokes Mining Field. Expect no quarter and give none. This is not a drill.***

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[Boss]

Log Entry 022810
Creator: BAF Sergeant Warren Peace

Dear God, that was insane. We held them off...barely. We managed to take the fight to Stokes, but they got into the lane and brought it back to Leeds. We managed to get them back off about ten klicks though.

Thank God for BMM and their ship facilities.

Tally:

BAF downed: God knows

KNF downed: Somewhat less than that

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Just go play the game and have fun dammit.

all in all the conclusion is that disco doesn't need antagonist factions, it doesn't need phantoms, it doesn't need nomads, it doesn't need coalition and it doesn't need many other things, no AIs, the game is hijacked by morons to confuse the game with their dickwaving generic competition games mixed up with troll-of-the-day.

[sovereign]

Henry Granger's personal log

Oh god I have never had more concussions in one day. Between Warren berating me for blowing up all the time and the blowing up all the time that he was berating for, I'll be eating jars of aspirin whole, plastic and all. But we got them! Eventually... thank god for those fatties, as the 136th simply isn't enough by itself. We're practically conscripts, after all...

But by god, if BMM ever has a surplus like that again, I will be right back out there. This is my home. My smelly, disease-ridden, disgusting home. But it's mine, and I will fight to protect it.

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[aznremix416]

Log Entry 50403
Pilot: Lieutenant Isamu Fukia of the Shogun Wing Fighters

Konnichiwa,

The Shogun Wing consisted of me as the wing leader, Corporal Waka, and Ensign Henji. I am proud to say that we had over 25 confirmed kills. We led the Kusari forces to victory! We contained a large amount of casualties, but not as much as the Bretonian scumbags

FOR THE EMPEROR!

***TRANSMISSION CUT***

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Recipient of the Hispania Memorium, Golden Fourragere, Halo of Valor, Order of the Red Star, and the Hero of the Revolution

[Politus]

Argh, this be H.B.Gibbons. Blasted fight took my leg. I can't count how many times I lost a ship! One time, my leg got stuck in the escape-pod door, lost it. Docs didn't have time to put a prosthetic on, just patched me up and gave me another ship... hehehe...

So I fought, and got shot up again, and fought some more. I think I floated in my pod more than I fought or got shot up. Still, I did my duty. Was proud. Now I can get my prosthetic in peace.

-H.B.Gibbons

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"Things will not calm down, Daniel Jackson. They will, in fact, calm up."

[Enojado]

Fat Family Log 1

Good gravy! That was quite the jolly battle. My fat brothers and I, men of true stature, military history and fighting prowess decided to take up on our duty to the queen. We joined the battle of Leeds.

These small eye savages kept on coming. What they didn't count on was for our bodies to get in the way. This war is not done yet. But the battle seems won for now.

-[font=Mistral]Sir Fat Charles

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[Sprolf]

[color=#CC0000]Personal Log of Timbly J. Hadisham,
136th Leeds Home Guard Squadron

[color=#FF0000]Supplementary Entry, 28.2.818

Bloody hell. I survived.
I can't believe that I made it... so many men died today, I almost did.

That was perhaps the most intense fight I've ever witnessed!
It all started with a routine attack sortie to Stokes, but soon swarms of those Squinties arrived out of blooming nowhere - several squadrons, at that! In the ensuing skirmish - well, perhaps it was a full-fledged battle - we lost many ships, and blimey, they didn't lose any, it seemed. Seems they've upgraded the turret defences of ol' Stokes since last time we had it...

They pushed us back, down the tradelane into the Leeds hight orbit, but we managed to hold them there with reinforcements - quite stoutly as well... I suppose that might be a pun on the fact that the Fatty Family, an old and honourable bastion of Bretonian nobility, came out of nowhere to aid us in our struggles. They are quite the specimen of men, we should all aspire to be like them - their elegant stature, so rotund and respectable; their skills with the ship, ace-like, almost angelic; and their way with words! - so gentlemanly.

With them, the tides instantly turned and we began to decimate the Kusarian forces, ripping Dragon after Dragon to shreds above the orbit of our dear home planet.

At this point, I had an unfortunate situation arise... three of those buggers took me on, and I could barely stand against such chances... I had a stabiliser shot off my port side, and survived the re-entry to Leeds... luckily, I landed back at Kettering Base, got a new one bolted on and connected, and flew back into the fight with time to spare before our staunch victory repelled them!

It was hell, though, even with us apparently winning, with ships flying this way and that in high orbit of Leeds, battleships here and there, with gunboats in between - and all throughout, Crusaders and Dragons, and more explosions than I could count... but I could tell that, in that moment, most of them were of a yellow hue, Kusarian.


We eventually won the day, with sweat and tears and fat, and we beat them back from Leeds and its atmosphere, removing the squinty taint from the clouds of Pure Bretonia Smog. Never shall we let them corrupt this land with their Kusariness! NEVAH, I SAY!


.I counted three kills myself, countless other near-fatal hits on those speedy bugger-Dragons. My Crusader was rather antiquated, I wasn't expecting a battle of this sort. Hopefully my request to command will go through and the entire 136th will be issued upgraded Crusaders within a month. Still... this all might be good, but it is best to stay sombre and keep in mind that we lost many good men and women (I actually don't think there were any women, come to think of it), but we made sure the Kusarians paid in full, and more. I don't think they'll be back any time soon... (and come to think of it, I don't think any woman could be considered good unless she were shot down.)

But when they do come back, Timbly J. Hadisham, survivor of the First Battle of Stokes (somehow a misnomer now) will be ready, and he'll be gunning for blood.



And mince pie, just like mum used to make.

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[Zeltak]

Fat Family Log 2

Holy scones! That was quite the battle, yes indeed.

Using my natural gravitational force to my advantage I managed to spin around those small pesky Kusarians back to where they came from!

All those ships exploding created a debris field of all sorts of junk, I think I even spotted some leftover food as well. Regardless, I just kept tractoring in everything and what do you know lad, the next minute you have yourself some shiny new guns!

-[font=Mistral]Sir Fat William

[NewHealthRock]

Fat Family Log 3

I say... That was a fine display of Bretonian mettle, Gents! We made up a large shield, out of our ships, to cover the oncoming waves.
It's good that our boys know how to make sizeable ships, it would not be possible otherwise!

Would it be too much to ask, for a celebratory meal? Oh Chavez... Be a good lad, fetch me something from the kitchen.

I must end my report, it is time for dinner.

Ta-ta for now.

-[font=Mistral]Sir Fat Doug