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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: Hunter_Tier on May 04, 2011, 03:51:11 PM
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CALLING ALL MOBILE SUIT WARRIORS!
This is your time. The world you live in is about to be turned upside down. It has been a shaky relationship with the Humans from the Earths Corps Alliance when they joined the Galactic Alliance. Other new faces made their way to the scene. The alien fox beasts who call themselves Vulpa who do have a home system but are better known for their manufactured stations that act as worlds or bases. Surians, or the dinosaur creatures from their various planets within their system. And the Gemini, creatures who are doppelgangers and have no true form. All manner of races and casts made up the Galactic alliance with the above mentioned four being the newest additions each one bringing with them something to contribute to the betterment of the universe. But secretly many of the Humans harbored a grudge against the other races. During the first contact with the Vulpa war broke out inflicting heavy losses on both sides until the intervention of the Galactic Alliance. They were able to calm both races and offered them admittance into the council. The Vulpa humbled themselves and set aside their differences for peace while the Humans being the aggressive creatures they are refused and were only granted an embassy with no voice on the council.
Feeling cheated the Humans of the ECA waited and bided their time until they had the numbers to wage a full scale assault once again. Launching assaults on small outlaying outposts the ECA pin pricked their way through lesser threats and assimilated many of them into their armies while slaughtering others. Upon learning of their decision to assault the other races many Humans broke off and were granted safety by the other races, even allowing them to form their own branch of military known as the Revers but even this would not be enough. In a war of numbers the ECA could win a war and the council knew this. It was not long before the decision was made to go to war. This was the age of the mobile suit warrior.
Fusalamee and Talon stood at the view screen of the bridge as Fusalamee pointed out certain key elements of the impending battle while troops moved about with their various tasks. The Master Butcher was a heavy battleship or a Dreadnaught of her class. She sported heavy cannons and rocket pods and anti aircraft guns bristled from nearly every port and accessway to take down small fighter craft in the event of an attack. She was flanked by a heavy cruiser and three destroyer class ships. all of them Vulpine vessels and all resembling their Earth WWII German biased counterparts nearly to an exact. "I will stay with the heavies and guard the ships. Do we have any lighter craft for combat purposes?" Talon asked. He was a vetran of the Rapturians steadfast and intimidating. It was his since of controlled strength that made him such an imposing figure as he rarely ever fought in the field anymore but his combat prowess was not unheard of. Like most Saurians he liked using heavy assault weapons to his advantage and preferred to obliterate his opponents rather than pin point precision strikes. Fusalamee was a smaller creature comparably but the Hunter Lord was not a creature to be trifled with. Never seen without his pistol or his sword Fusalamee had fought on more battlefields than most people had friends and had killed more with that very pistol and sword than most people have had hot meals. "Yes. We have some soldiers within the hangar bay who are classed for exactly that. Which, reminds me. We are set up as more of a striker force rather than your version of an assault force yes?" The Rapturian sighed. "Yes. Don't remind me. The Council is more consigned with lighter faster strikes than heavy assaults anymore. The days of the war of attrition are probably behind us." Fusalamee shook his head and sighed. "No my friend." Fusalamee said wishing he didn't have to think about what he was about to get into. "Remember Narsissia?" Talon grimaced. "I wish I could forget. Savage zealots." Fusalamee nodded. "I'm afraid the only way we will stop them will be to completely wipe them. Hopefully that wont be the case but if so, so be it. So, perimeter defence then?" Talon nodded "Yeah. I will be able to better direct troops and fire from that position. Things will probably get pretty hairy out there and I won't be able to move fast enough to pull off a good shot." "Like a tank getting swarmed by infantry?" Fusalamee said with a grin to which Talon scoffed. "Yeah. Exactly like that."
In the hangar various pilots were preparing their mechs for the impending battle. Tier was sitting in the open cockpit of his mech wearing the combat helmet that resembled a full visored motorcycle helmet but formed a seal to his suit to function as a life support system in the vacuum of outer space. he would move his head and the mech would move it's he would slowly move the controller to move the arms within his space testing the mechanics of his mech while a mechanic helped him through the motions of the routine check of his machine. "The right leg seems a little stiff at the knee. Do you think you can check it out?" Tier asked to which the mechanic gave him a thumbs up and a couple of techs walked over to try to address the issue.
Bell was checking the engine drive herself on her mech. a safety harness and line secured her while she looked the system over and checked things here and there to make sure they were satisfactory. She leapt out letting the line play out and rappelled down to the deck to land on her feet and unhooked her safety harness and line to begin hauling the line back down to coil neatly on the tool box beside her. She wiped sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief and sighed. It had been a long trip already and she and the others still had a lot to do to prepair.
The general mood among the crew and soldiers was that of a general politeness. Most of them had been in a combat situation save for a few green soldiers and to these the veterans generally tried to help least they were soon to be floating frozen in space not two minutes into the fight.
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Marco walked over to his mobil suit. which was getting strange looks from some of the passing crew. as one of three shi-ne-ki mobil suits on the ship it was a rarety to see a pit crew of three shi-ne-ki engineres working away on something no one had seen before. the large metalic creation had only been uncovered that morning and it's pilot had yet to take it out for a 'test run'. the engineres and the three pilots were amongst the thirteen shi-ne-ki abord the ship, all but five in combat roles in and around the ship.
marco reached the railing around the base of the suits free move area and smiles a sinister grin at the other crew members looking up at the prototype, a robotic version of it's pilot. "what? never seen something this advanced?" "that peice of junk? i could pop that things armour in seconds with my fighter." laughed one of the crew nearby. at that moment the two hidden blades shot out of the mobil suits forearms as if on cue. "if your going to try, you might want to do so before i notice you." he jumped the railing and walked over to one of the engineres. "everything cheaking out?" "all your main gear is good to go. the cannons still need some priming so if you're going to use them you'll need to charge them up. And you’re going to have to hole as still as possible while their charging or oyou’ll miss, Which means your going to be a sitting duck if you don’t time it right. And where not sure how many shot’s you’ll get either out of those barrels or that converter. Could be one, could be a hundred.” "so basicly don’t miss cos you might not get another shot?" “pretty much.” the worker stood up and walked over to the mech with marco right behind her. She pressed her hand to a section in the center of it’s back which opened up. “you have to putt in both your print and that of your commanding officer. Only you, me and him will be able to open the hatch but only you can power this monster up. So, hop in.”
marco climbed into the tight fiting cockpit, which fit him perfectly. He was in the standing position, his flight armour linking up with the suit’s cpu and calibrated all the settings instantly. A collection of small needles entered his spine as the back closed. He was sent into an induced sleep as the system rebooted. “good morning project bio-mass. Nice to see you finally online.” “who are you” “I am project bio-mass. we are one system that interface directly to the recaptors and sencors. We operate all the systoms through the electrical impulses given off by your brain. You may open our eyes now.” marco tried to open his eyes and was shocked by what he saw. He was looking through the robotic eyes of his mobil suit as if they were his own, he was in complete controle. “now I see why it’s called project bio-mass”
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Talon saluted Fusamamee who smiled and bowed to his friend in return. The Rapturians were a very militaristic race while the Vulpa did not beleave in saluting but rather bowing much like the orentials of Earth. Talon walked away and left through the blast door to continue down a long corridoor to eventually arrive at the hangar. Along the way he removed a cigar from his jacket and lit it up with a gold plated zippo lighter. Smoking was strictly regulated on naval vessles but what were they going to do to him? Give him a spanking? He was a General of the Rapturian Army. If he wanted to bow up and take a dump in the middle of the hall he could. ...He'd probabmy get sent to MHU for mental health screening but he was basicilly his own person. The sight of the moble suits was an impressive sight no matter the relitive small size of the strike force. "Good moring everyone!" He sounded out with the cigar bobing on his lips. He took a long pull and blew the smoke lazily from his mouth enjoying the taste before continueing. "As you all probably know we will be facing our enemy above a sentenal world and taking the fight to the surface. Our orders are; take out the orbital defence platforms while our fighter boys keep 'em busy. Once the platforms are down we will move forward to take down any fleet vessels they have mobilized. Now the Vulpa will be heading this assualt so they will be doing tings under the name of cover for us. The Luftwaffe will take out any listening and early warning defence posts with thier Horton stealth bombers and they will follow up with the Messerchmitts for heavy hitting. We will follow them in. Now Vulpine craft look absolutely nothing like ECA craft as you all know. The Hortons appear similar but they will be long gone and out of there before we wade in. Intelligence has told us that a number of moble suits are stationed around the defence platforms and there are fifteen platforms total. We will need to take out thies hardened targets before we can call on help from the fleet. Hunter Lord Fusalamee will have the fleet out of range of thier heavy guns but that means that they will be out of range as well. I will be accompaning a few hold-back heavies and our snipers for defence of the fleet. If they get past y'all We will have to break them. If they get past us, Hunter Lord Fusalamee will have to do some serious fighting. You all know what a mech can do to a ship. The Master Butcher is a heavy hitter as far as the Vulpa are consirned but if enough mechs get past us we will loose her and we will be screwed. Now, you all know what to do. Any questions?"
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marco looked over at talon as he walked out. the hud zooming in on talon. he heard every word and shook off the cables attatched to bio-mass and stepped forward."you up for this bio?" "yes marco. all systoms are reading operational. all power sources are fully charged and readyfor use." "good to hear. switch me to exturnal vocals." "yes sir. you are free to talk." bio-mass walked up behind the majority of the crowd, startling quite a few. "yea, i got one. how long till we start."
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Talon smiled. It always pleased him to see troops who were willing to fly into battle and fight the enemy face to face. "Heh, heh. You'll get your chance. You all will get your chance. The Hunter Lord Fusalamee will tell us when the ship is within range for our deployment. I will not lie to you all. This is going to be a difficult mission. Some of you all will not return. But all of you know that . I want to tell you all that if you feel frightened out there on the battlefield, that if you feel that you just cant go any further, I want you to think about your family. Your sons and daughters. Your mothers and fathers, grandmothers and grandfathers and fight for them. Because if you don't, who will? Everyone." He said raising his hand to his head in a salute. "As you were."
Tier controlled his mech to bow while other Vulpa bowed to the Rapturian General. Humans and Saruians and other members of the diverse military factions also saluted and bowed and made thier recignotion of the general as per thier custom. Talon ended his salute and walked away and retreated to his quarters while they were under way. When they were close he would call of the mech pilots into the battle room and outline thier plans with Fusalamee and any other leaders who were abord to ensure the safety and understanding of the mission.
Tier grinned cockily after the general left and looked over to Marco's mech from the open bay of his. "Heh, just like a general. Always trying to sneak a speech in." He had the mech raise it's leg and preform a series of kicks. Tier's mech was obliviously an assualt style mech built for semi ranged and close quartered combat. He nodded his head at Marco in couriosity. "What kind of mech in yours? Looks liek a sniper class but it's... different."
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"oh, it's different alright. it's called bio-mass. or at least thats what it said it was called. hp out and i'll show you." he said through the PA systom, not wanting everyone to hear. "bio, power down. i'll be back in a little while." "understood marco. you may feel a little uneasy when you wake up. do not worry, it will pass in a matter of seconds." with that bio-mass powered down back in it's origional position, the three engineres starting to re-atatch th ecables and re-run dieignostics. marco woke up in seconds, being awakened by a pain in his back as the needles retracted. the back of bio-mass opened and the worker from earlier caught marco as he stumbled backwords out of the mech. "you have fun in there?" "i think i'm going to be sick." he felt like the ground was wobaling under his feet, his eyes adjusting back to normal and his limbs regaining feeling. "gonna have to get used to that."
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*Warning. life signs fluctuating.*
Gerald groaned as he lifted himself off the ground. his vison was still blurry, but he could make out the shattered wreckage of his mecha surrounding him, its control panel destroyed and most of the torso. his extended arm felt for a grip, and, upon finding one, hauled himself out of the shattered parts of his once grand mecha. it had been a bright orange Mark IV heavy gunner unit, a massive autogun built for suppression fire was clasped in its iron claws. now it was nothing more than a shell of a once mighty god, left empty to rot away. Gerald fumbled about before finding his sidearm and holstering it in his belt. the last thing he rembered was an orbital bombardment barrage hitting his squad.... blood... screams... the sound of flames consuming damaged mecha and of metal snapping.... all of these haunted him as he slipped into unconciousness.
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http://www.thefurryforum.com/forums/index.php?topic=15871.0
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((OOC) I'm going to wait on LordFeline to see if he wants to edit his post. If not just post up that you're good and we'll try to work you in.)
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Shinzuu sat under the evening sky on top of the opened cockpit door of his Gundam. The sound of crickets and leaves blowing in the wind was only disturbed by the sound of loud laughter and conversation in the distance. Not too far from him was the gate that "protected" the launch runway. The barracks were there, and several men were around a small fire, while others around them were piecing together their guns and carrying large crates of ammunition for their fighters or one of the few Mobile Suits on site. Damned humans. Always so loud and obnoxious. I swear to god, if the pay wasn't so good...
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Sitting in the cockpit of his TSC, the sound of his fingers hitting the keys of his laptop echoed in the hanger, he was connecting his GN Sniper with E.C.A s mass network of computer systems, so he can make the necessary calculations he needs when sniping. Sitting there, he could sense the fear of his fellow soldiers as they walked around with their heads lowered, climbing over into their Mechs, and preforming there standard checks. “What a waste, there dead before the battle even starts” such fear from his fellow soldiers disgusted him to the point where he might shoot them himself and blame it on friendly fire, it wouldn’t be the first time he’s done it and it wouldn’t be the last.
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Fusalamee gazed at the illuminated holo panels that floated before him and began moving some while waving his hand over others causing strange glyphs to appear and began taping them with his fingers causing them to light up as he conveyed orders to the small fleet. The ships began to stop and forming a defencive perimeter as they took up thier positions out of range of the orbital defence platforms. "This is Hunter Lord Fusalamee to all moble suit pilots prepair for combat. Horton stealth bombers and Messerchmitt pilots, scramble! Scramble! Scramble! Mech pilots You will follow the General Talon until he forms the defencive line. Pilots designated for assualt will continue forward to support the Messerchmitts while the Horton stealth bombers leave the battle field."
The Luftwaffe pilots whooped in excitement as they ran to thier crafts and climbed abord. The Horton bombers left the flight bays to dissapear under the veil of cloaking devices while the Messerchmitts followed to form a defencive line in front if the ships.
"This is squadron leader V77. Beginning our bombing run." One of the pilots was heard over the channels. They began deploying thier paylods as the antiaircraft guns opened up. The thing about smaller fightercraft was they was like wasps. Though it could be done, hitting them with a heavy weapon was useless. Smaller carpeting fire was always more useful. This was the main problem for the defence platforms as thies were built for taking down heavy class ships and most of thier desighn had went to that effect. Persional defence of the station relied on fighter craft who had a hard time tracking the stealth bombers. As soon as Fusalamee saw the ECAs fightercraft leaving the launch bays via the "bombs" being dropped by the Hortons he ordered the Messerchmitts into the fray. The bombs being dropped wee a mixture of EMP charges, plasma charges, and sensor jammers that doubled as listening stations. The stations commanders and thier crews were scrambaling to defend thier platforms.
"ALL PILOTS! ALL PILOTS! SCRAMBLE! SCRAMBLE! SCRAMBLE!!!" The call came all across the ECA network calling all fighters to arms. Pilots rushed to thier crafts and rushed out to combat. Aboard the defence stations fighter craft swooped out hunting the pesky stealth bombers as the Messerchmitts moved in. Initally it was a bloodbath of pawns killing pawns. Fighter craft swarmed about like angry bees around the orbital defence stations. while ships left thier space station docks and moved forward and mech fighters took the field.
A full compliment of vessles joined the fight, craft ranging from warships to civilian craft cruisers and carriers. The civilian craft stationed themselves out before the main fleet while the ECA arrayed themselves for combat. The ECA was using civilian craft as shields against the Vulpine vessles. They had fought against them before and knew they were outgunned but not outmanned and in some cases not outmatched. This day the demon foxes were not going to have an easy victory, the High Chancellor would see to that. "All mech pilots take the field! Lets show thies b******* that the ECA is here to kick some a** today!"
Talon smiled as he walked to his mech and boarded the craft. He closed the hatch and grabbed the controles manuvering it toward the open bay door. "All you panzies wanting to spill some Human blood follow me! The rest of you get the hell out befour I spill yours!" He stood on the launch ramp and allowed it to send him out into the darkness of space as he moved to his position.
Bell flicked her hair and climbed abord her craft and interfaced with AI system as it spoke to her. "Hello." It said in a female computerized voice. "Hello, Shelby. Are you ready?" "Of course Miss Bell. Shall I take us to the battlefield to assist General Talon?" "Of coure, that would be lovely." Bell said as she put on the interface gloves and took the sniper rifle off of the mechs back actually feeling it in her hands with the gloves on. Her mech moved onto the launch ramp and took off launching her out into space. The AI Shelby manuvered the mech until ot stood a rough distance from Talon who had his tank like mech sighiting in on hostile mechs as they flew into the storm of fighter crafts some taking out the Vulpine Messerchmitts some killing off thier own kind as they cut indiscriminate swaths with thier anitaircraft guns. Such was the way of bettle with the ECA.
Tier walked his mech over the the launch ramp and took off flying out and barrlerolling before kicking in his heavy burn engines and taking off into the battle. Horton bombers flew past him in thier desporate run back to the ships while the battlefield around the orbital defence stations was complete chaos. The sensor jammers was taking all tracking sensors offline in the general vacinity of the stations causing all pilots to be forced to fire line of sight. and the small size of the jammers made them hard to discern between debris and something acutally working. Tier reached two ECA LAV class mechs and raised his assualt rifle shooting ones back out while he bashed the other with his shield and opened up his mouth cannon on it mealting away the armored cockpit and it's pilot within. He pushed off of the mech with his legs and moved on to another target.
Talon and Bell began fireing on the defence stations causing one to rupture and explode creating more debris and chaos on the battlefield for the ECA. Thier orders was to take down thoes stations to allow the ships to move in and engauge the other ships in combat while some of the mechs would remain in space and others would take the fight to the planet's surface. All of that was good and well but they had to bring the behemoths down first.
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"looks like your going beck in. have fun fly boy!" called the enginere pushing marco to his feet towards bio-mass. "see you when i get back sisy." marco joked jumping into bio-mass who instantly jumped to life, "that was quick. you miss me that much marco?" the AI greated him chearfully, audibly giggling as he groaned. "look bio-m..." "assasin. call me assasin." "ok, so assasinwe do this right and we both go home happy, ok?" "lets see what you've got fly-boy" "you've been talking to sisy havn't you?....." bio-mass jumped the small fencing and ran through the passage way towards the launch ramp.
he was the last to leave, getting into open space his boosters kicked to life, one per foot and two on his back, he looked more like he was skating into position next to tier. "sorry i'm late, looks like you're already three up on me. time to see what this thing can do." "thing?......" "the body, not you. i don't really want to know what you can do at the moment cos ican almost garente it will involve hurting me." "good litte pilot. now lets rip these f****** stupid life forms apart piece by piece!" assasin let out an almost demonic laugh that only marco could hear in his unconcious state "um...i think my AI has some issues.....serious issues...." "muhahahaha!!! kill the human and drink his blood!"
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Shinzuu wasn't too urgent when the bombing run started, despite the chaos around him. "This is ECA command. Hey merc, what the hell are you doing just sitting there!? We're paying you to help us, you ****** asshole! Move it or else you won't get paid!" He sighed and rolled back into his cockpit and keyed the comm, "Keep your thong on, Mr. chokeson*****. I'll get the job done." Shinzuu keyed in the console and the hatch closed, the surrounding consoles raising and lighting up all around him, and the spherical display glowing blue as it warmed up. "Looks like we have another job, Zero. Let's earn our keep again." The whole cockpit glowed a bright yellow before it toned down and showed a full 360 degree display of his surroundings. Wing Zero's eyes lit up and its wings spread as the thrusters fired up and he took flight. He caught up with few troops from his side of the base just before they were shot down. Due to the jammers, the target lock was a little sporadic, so he switched to manual, and also alleviated more control to the Zero System. Wing Zero drew the twin buster rifles and charged them with the reactor, and fired long, twin beams, destroying all Vulpine mechs in the line of fire.
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Moments after he finished connecting his sniper to the E.C.As computers the alarm system went off, it was finally here, the moment he had been waiting for “let the carnage and destruction begin” he yelled laughing as the hatch to the TSC closed, his eyes watery from enjoyment “the battlefield is the only place where a man is truly alive”. He watched as his comrades take off in there Mechs towards the battle, shaking in fear, ready to be slaughtered by their enemy’s paws. Normally in a war like situation they would send the furs out first to weaken the first wave of troops then they would send out the humans, but this was an emergence so everyone was sent out together. It was TSC turn next to be lunched into the battle, instead of being lunched right into the middle of the slaughter; they would lunch him far away from the battle so he could take up a long range sniping position. The time was now, the forward crown of the TSC lowered and covered its primary optics revealing a monocular sensor exposed oh its forehead that enhanced the image targeting system. One by one their Mechs blew up , like space fireworks as he sniped them “the humans and the furs make a good, distraction, there good for something” with some much chaos going on, it would be almost impossible for them to pin point the angle from where he was firing from.
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After having blasted many of the initial wave, Shinzuu had Zero place the buster rifles together and held it on the left hand while he had it draw the Beam Sabre in the back-left wing. With that, Shinzuu fired the thrusters at full blast and flew straight towards the oncoming second wave. While flying, he began charging the double barrel buster rifle and then pointed to the middle of the second wave, firing the charged mega beam and destroyed not only the units in its path, but also the ones that were even close to it. The enemy units dispersed, and Shinzuu laughed maniacally as he flew right into the fray.
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The GN sniper was starting to overheat so he switched the TSC to hibernation mode so it could cool off a bit before he stated back using it again. He knew for a fact that he had wiped out a large number of their forces, but regrettably saved a few of his on men. Sitting back in his chair thinking how boring this is waiting for his gun to cool off, he knew he should have started out slow so the gun wouldn’t overheat.
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bio-mass spotted a few disterbances in the attack, he targeted the closest and boosted towards it. two smaller, very basic looking mechs tried to intercept him. he 'skated towards them at high speeds, boosting and twisting at the last second before putting his hidden blades through their vital systoms giving the impresion that he killed them just by touching the outer plating to anyone who saw the manover. a third mech flew at him, gun raised for a clean shot, but was quickly to close to fire as bio-mass rammed the peice of junk and putting his fist into the large dent it imprinted in the mech's armour before unloading some ammo into the now dead suits systoms and pilot from his arm mounted cannons. bio-mass threw the lifeless body to the side and continued towards his target, another mobil suit causing issues in the second wave.
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Tier looked over at Marco with a look of general consirn. He reveled in combat, but an AI? "I'm going to move to the left flank while you try the right. Talon and Bell are going to try to punch out thoes defence stations so our ships can move in and start... what the f*** are they doing?" Tier said looking at the ECA ships. In a bold manuver the ships were moving forward trying to close the gap between the vessles on the battlefield. It was slow and ponderous movement but movement none the less. "I'm gonna go and see if I cant f*** some s*** up. Take it easy man!" Tier said before taking ovv to swoop into the fray of mechs and fighters off to the left of the battlefield as he clawed his way through.
The Orbital defence stations that were still operational continued to fire on the Vulpine vessles though they were out of range. It was more f a show of defence in an attempt to keep thier heavier weapons out of the fight while the blocade of ECA warships slowly move forwsrd using the civilian transports as shields.
"Target locked... fireing!" Talons mech fired the large turrent mounted on the machine's "head" as the entire structure up there was a turrent and cannon. The heavy weapon punched a hole in a civilian ship causing the lights along it to flicker and die though the ship was mostly unoccupied anyway. "Holy s***.... Bell!" He called out over her channel to which she responded "Yes sir?" "They are using civilian transports and body shields!" Immeadeately Bell raised her rifle and looked through her scope and confirmed this. "S***! Have we been hitting civilians!?" "I don't know! I'm going to get Fusalamee on the horn this is some bulls***!"
Fusalamee was busy tracking the movements of battle from his raised dias deep in the heart of his capital ship. Vulpine vessles were created more tactically oriented placing the commander and flight crew more secure towards the centre of the vessle while the commander operated from a raised platform over his subordnates allowing them to survey all aspects of what was going on. "Hunter Lord Fusalamee! Message from General Talon! Patching it through!" "Fusalamee things are getting f***** up in a godd*** hurry out here! They're using civilian transports an shields!" Fusalamee furrowed his brow and pulled up a screen showing him a picture of live feed from one of the listening posts of the battle. Sure enough Talon was right. ECA warships were hiding behind the civilian craft and were steadily pushing forward. "General Talon I have confirmed this and they are steadily pushing toward you. I know that there could be civilians abord so I need you to to thy to punch a hole in them and see if we cant disable as many of them as we can without causing too much collateral damage to the srew as possable. My heavy guns will rip them to shreads." "Understood Hunter Lord Fusalamee. General Talon out." Fusalamee rubbed his temples and sighed with worry. This was an unpresidented move by the ECA they had used thier people only to throw them away like yesterdays garbage in combat before but this was different. What were they up to?
Tier barrle rolled over and over as lances of energy came flying at him and he manuvered his assualt rifle to open up on the mech with bolts of super heated plasma in retaliation. Things were getting close quarted and real interesting in the thick of the combat field. A Leo Mech strayed a little too close and he grabbed his pistol and tracked it fireing on it until he had destroyed the mech and it's pilot. Holding his other arm out he onehanded the assualt rifle laying down covering fire on another mech while he used his pistol for actual aiming. Whoever this pilot was they were good. D*** good. He moved behind some debris and took off again to another part tracking the mech in a game of cat-and-mouse in the debris field. He had never seen anything like it before. Tier had shot at the mech over and over again and not once had he ihit it. Activating his mechs cloaking devise and shutting down his engines he went silent and erased his heat signature as his mech went invisable while he hunted the mech carrying the double barrel buster rifles.
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bio-mass flew towards the other mobil suit at high speeds, killing anything not friendly that got in his way. his eyes started to flicker from dark blue to red as assasins programing and marcos brainwaves started broadcasting on the same wavelengths. bio-mass reached full power in seconds as marco gained full controle of the metalic body as if it was his own, he could move every tiny peice at easily as he could put his blades through soft flesh, he was drunk with the feelings hundreds of computer calculations, unseen to the average pilot flashed through his mind as the world became nothing but a digital sea of data. "let's do this." he charged his target, sinking his hidden blades deep into the opponant before getting kicked off. "a mobil knife fight eh? bring it small fry!"
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Shinzuu spotted Bio-Mass destroying ECA troops and targeted him. "Looks like they have a decent pilot. Let's go, Zero." He hit the thrusters again, and made a direct course for Bio-Mass. On his way, Shinzuu weaved through gunfire and sliced up mobile suits on his way, getting a small charge into the buster rifle. He point the buster rifle in the general direction of Bio-Mass, the short blast killing all mobile suits that were actually hit by the beam, and mounted the buster rifles on Zero's back. He drew the beam sabre from the back right wing, holding two now, and rushed Bio-Mass
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bio-mass saw the second target on it's way, he quickly ducked under the moderatly good pilots swing whd put another few shots into the things chest, this time hitting the pilot with each shot from the blades. he turned to the new threat and reached behind him to grab his sword. the equivilant of his normal grasscutter, he boosted forward and locked swords with the rival, a demonc grin shared by both marco and assasin behing the armour plating
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Shinzuu's maniacal laugh grew louder and the smile on his face grew crazier. "Oh? This one might actually be worth killing after all!" He brought around the other beam sabre to swing into Bio-Mass' side.
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bio-mass moved one of his arms down to block the swing with the thick deflector paneling on his forearms. he stoped the blade and thrusted his arm forward, hidden blade ready to strike
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Zero's twin gattlings on its shoulders popped out from their compartments and fired simultaneously with the twin vulcans on its head as Shinzuu reversed the thrusters and pushed off from the lock.
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bio-mass dashed to the side, continualy 'running' around zero getting closer while blocking what he could. he decided on a change of tactic and rapidly turned towards a large group of ECA ships and mechs. he dodged between them quickly before turning around to make sure he had lost his oponant, the two large barels on his back in his mind. he absentmimdedly flew through the cevilial sheild and noticed the large ships. "at this range, i can't miss." the two square barrels fliping around in the blink of an eye, red energy collecting at the tip of each barrel as well as deep inside each one. "heres hoping it works"
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Shinzuu didn't need fully functional sensors to see the building, red glow. He put away the beam sabre from his left hand and took out the twin buster rifles, pointing it back, trying to charge as much as he could, but it wasn't long before he had to fire, simultaneously releasing the beam at the same time as Bio-Mass, his maniacal smile glowing just as brightly as the sky.
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Tier saw his chance to hunt the strange mech he was after. It was now after Marco and he was providing all the cover he needed to make his assualt. The thing with a cloaking device was that during movement you could see the user though it looked staticy or hazy. Tier drew his beam sabre and pistol and launched himself at the mech sighting in on it as he streaked towards him. He zoomed towards it and slashed a couple of times, before he left though he leveled his arm on it that was holding his pistol and fired one of his fixed gun plasma scatter cannons on him as he passed to bank hard and provide cover for Marco by moving on and taking down a couple of LAVs and a Leo. The shotgun like blast had sent noumerous bolts of plasma out at Shinzuu's power plant. Tier had aimed to cripple him as he was sure that his Hunter Lord would want that mech and pilot alive. He couldn't stop to gloat over the damage he had caused as he needed to move on and take down one of the few remaining defence stations. With the ECA fleet creping steadily closer and closer he needed to help speed up the process of allowing the fleet to fight thier battle while the mechs fought thiers.
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Shinzuu noticed a flash out of the corner of his eye. Since the whole cockpit displays everything like he was Wing Zero itself, his shoddy sensor was barely able to register the shot and point out the direction it was coming from to him. The wing on his right spread and deflected the shot, and he flew off a bit, firing a short burst from the buster rifle at Bio-Mass, distracting him enough to fire off the vulcans in his wing towards the Mobile Suit that just fired on him.
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After his systems & weaponry had cooled completely off, he turned off hibernation mode and started his massacre of the vulpan Mech troops again. He noticed a large amount of plasma activity coming from the battlefield, zooming in with his scope, he saw two unknown Mech Vulpan fighters engaged with what looks like a ECAs mercenary Mech. Normally he wouldn’t give a D*** about a merc fighter, but he had to intervene because of the two unknown mechs, taking them in would earn him a nice profit with the ECA scientist. Taking study aim, he fired a few shots at the one holding the beam saber in the pistol.
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bio-mass was now fully charged and ready, he unleashed the full power of his cannons into the ship directly infront of him. the ship imploaded from the force of the blast, sending bio-mass backwords into the civilian ships. he saw the shot aimed at him and was releived it had missed him. he looked at the wreakage of the ship he had wiped from existance and smiled. "that was cool...." "well to bad we cant use it for a while....the charger is depleated and the barrels partulay melted from the blast. we killed alot of them though....." "who's next!"
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The strange mech fired on him as he took off but Tier paied it little mind. He was already out of range of the smaller cannons and on his way toward his next target. Tier had landed on a defence station and slashed at it with his sabre and shot into it with his pistol. The series of small explosions let his know he had breached the stations core and it was time to boogie when a shot landed VERY close to him. The station began to rupture and he took off just in time as it began to explode taking a collection of fighter craft and a few Vulpine and ECA mechs along with it.
"Say Tier, you've got a sniper hunting you." Bell's cheerful voice sounded. "Yes, thank you for the heads up. I kinda had the feeling when he tried to takt out the station I was on!" Bell laughed at the irate Vulpa and munched on a bag of potato chips and manuvered to where she could try to find the sniper but she already they were out of range for thier guns. "I'll see if I can find him for you. If he shoots at you again I can tell you where he's comming from." "Thanks Bell." Tier said as he manuvered through the debris field playing cat-and-mouse with the ECA mechs that were hiding there trying to ambush other Vulpine and Saurian mechs.
The debris field was quickly truning into a graveyard as Mech hunted fighter craft, and mech alike while the fighter crafts did much of the same. Tier had entered the field to try to thin the ECA ranks leaving Marco to fight for himself for a moment while Bell let her weapon go silent and tried to track down the other sniper class mech. Talon was busy with the other heavy mechs he had held back to defend the sniper class mechs so that they could all do thier job and defend the ships from the fightercraft and mechs being thrown at them by the ECA.
"Bio Mass, Hunter Knight Tier, I want you two to try to capture that mech." Fusalamee said over thier channels. "Understood my Hunter Lord, I am kinda busy at the moment but I will do my best." Tier answered. Fusalamee had been watching Marco and Tier fight the strange mech and he wanted to speak to the pilot. If this was any creature of class to mach his skills in combat he and the pilot would have many things to discuss.
Tier grimaced as he threaded his way through the debris field and used his little trick again and activated his cloaking unit and stopped everything dead bringing his mech to a slow drift and erasing his heat signature. The Vulpa were the only race who relied on the cloaking systems as they used lighter faster combat units that relied more on stealth and ambush attacks rather than heavy hitting slug fests like the Saurians. Vulpine Mechs might not be as heavily armored as many other mechs but what they lacked in armor that most definately made up for weapons, speed, and stealth. Tier waited for another opportunity to attack the strange mech while he drifted and prayed to the ancestors that the sniper mech had lost him
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The radio started blaring, "They're coming in droves! We need to take out their orbital ships!" Shinzuu keyed in his radio, after having cursed himself for losing the other two Mobile Suits, "Command. Give me their coordinates. Transfer the information to Wing Zero, and I'll do what I can." Shinzuu flew his Gundam off the battlefield until his sensors were finally fully functional, and out of range of the jammers. He grounded Wing Zero and prepped the thrusters, while holding the buster rifles as one mega buster rifle and checked his sensors as he entered the information on the console for the orbital launch ships. The normal consoles shut off, and the targeting computer worked at a higher capacity, as Shinzuu started charging the rifles with both the reactor and the gyro generator. "Target found. Compensating for atmospheric electrical disturbances. Firing." The thrusters fired as Shinzuu pulled the trigger and shot a massive beam that was even bigger than the one he used before. The beam shot through a large chunk of the 3rd wave of Vulpan Mobile Suits, destroying most of them, and out past the atmosphere. Three of the drop ships were incinerated, and grazed the thrusters of the main command center, destroying 2 of the thrusters.
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Shocked at the fact that he missed his shot, he grinded his teeth a little and smiled “it’s time to end this little game of ours, the best way to catch mouse is to set a trap” he moved his mech up a little to get back in range of him “to first catch him I need to lure him out, am sure he's noticed my shots by now but he just hasn’t pinpointed me yet” he said as he randomly fired his sniper into the debri field, then started to move back out of range “now please, chase after a sniper in the open, come out of your hiding spot” this trap seem to work on many vulpan fighters in the past who think they have the advantage if they knew where he was, and would carelessly move out of cover.
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bio-mass spun around and spotter zero leaving the emediat battle "oh no you don't. your mine." he boosted after the slightly faster gundam seeing it stop he readyed for the next hit. he activated his cloaking and small radar jamming softwear, makng him invisible untill the last second when he apeared right in front of winged zero and shot a powerfull kick at the mobil suit's head and chest area. "suprise [removed]!!!"
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After firing off the large destructive beam and destroying some targets, while disabling the main one, Wing Zero barely moved as the reactor was overheating and was switching over to the gyro generator. The Zero system took over as Bio-Mass came in for a drop kick, and the forward wings covered the body and took the blow, and then spread, throwing Bio-Mass backwards. Right after, Wing Zero exposed the gattlings and fired them with the vulcans.
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"Found him." Bell said calmly. "Sending his quardnates to you now. I'm regestering a HEV heat signature as well. He's moving. You gonna chase him or what?" Tier bit his lip. He needd to eliminate the sniper but Marco was about to be in one hell of a mess. He raised his rifle and sighted in on the mech shooting at the Vulpine vessles. "Time to fall." He said as he began to squeeze the trigger but was suprised as a heave blast hit the mech like a freight train. Talon's Tank like mech nad been moving steadily forward as they took out the orbital defence stations and had been watching the new mech. Laughter erupted over the radio channel as he charged up his heavy cannon and fired again. "Shoot our boys down? Ha! Here have another!" He shot again and hit the Wing Zero in the legs but Tier could not see what kind of damage the heavy mech might have been causing. Ht drifted with a turn and focoused with the changing quardinates Bell was sending him and began fireing. Using his rifle for covering fire he steadily hammered the position watching his heat register for his rifle to make sure it didn't overheat and shut down.
Fusalamee had his own problems. He had lost a destroyer and was now in the position to where he needed to start launching boarding craft. The Vulpa used what's called Lancers. They look like soda pop cans and can be fired from the main batteries of thier warships relying on the velocity of the guns rather than engines. Thier "tops" were ringed with sharp metal hooks and plasma charges so when they touched a vessle they punctured it and the plasma charges would go off wealding the canister to the ship and allow the commandos within to storm the vessle. Fusalamee began fireing Lancers at the main battle fleet and watched as they streaked towards the battle group hiding behind the civilian vessles. Thier mission would be to clear the civilian vessles to minimize the possability of civilian casualties and open up the avenue for Fusalamee to begin ordering his battle fleet to begin fireing thier weapons. "General Talon, how are things going out there?" He asked over the channels. "So far so good. Your Hunter Knight took off not too long ago. Bell said he was being hunted by a sniper she's tracking and giving him the quordinates. Marco is slugging it out with that new mech and I'm providing fire support for him." Fusalamee nodded. "My Hunter Knight can take care of himself. Good job, keep up the good work and bring that mech down. I want to talk to that pilot as soon as we can bring him into the flight bay. We just need to hold out a little longer before we can move in. How long do you think it will take you all to bring that mech in?" Talon grunted as he fired again on the mech. "Don't know. I've hit it a couple of times but we'll have to see what can be done. I think that will be up to that crazy b****** in that bio suit." Fusalamee nodded. "Give 'em hell General." He said as he went back to viewing his screens and directing fire where needed to defend his ships.
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marco felt the force from being knocked back and quickly recovered only to rapidly bring bio-mass' arms up in defence from the hail of enemy fire coming from wing zero. he dashed off to the side and circled around trying to fnd an opening for an attack. he watched every detail and waited while calmly dodging his enemys fire.
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Having been distracted with Bio-Mass, Shinzuu didn't notice the plasma shot that hit the legs. He activated the wings and blocked the rest of the shots. Shinzuu's hands flew over the controls, the panels slowly lighting back up, "Damage diagnosis. Minimal surface damage. Hydrolic coolants have stabilized the abnormal heat from the hit. Such simple shots like that from that far isn't enough to damage the gundanium alloy." Shinzuu keyed in the mic, the reactor getting closer to being back online. Dammit, not buster rifle fire for another few seconds. "Command. Verify target's destruction." "Negative, Wing Zero. However, you have disabled main target, and have destroyed 3 orbital ships. You think you can take another shot?" "Negative, Command. I seem to have the attention of 2 of their ace pilots."
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“Checkmate” he said as he zoomed in with the GN Sniper and fired, blasting through the debris field and hitting the vulpan suit that he had been hunting. He couldn’t pinpoint his position into he started firing at the ECA merc suit, this was the opportunity he wanted, he key in the proper calculation for the shot that would disable his mech suit from moving. now that his suit was disabled, he used him as sniper bait “lets se how many comes for him” he turned on his hibernation mode and waited for one of them to come pick up the merc
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bio-mass looked around, he looked at the two disabled ships and knew it was a trap. "lets see what you got." he boosted forward at full speed, shoulder charging wing zero and pussing him along into teir. he pushed the two as hard as he could towards talon and the others, using his camo to make him hard to hit.
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The second Zero was tackled, his 3rd and fourth wings shot open, forcing Bio-Mass off of him, and fired his head vulcans at Tier as he pushed off, and fired off the thrusters, heading straight up. The reactor was back up, and he was already charging the buster rifles as he climbed rapidly. When Zero was high enough and far away from the enemy, he turned around and fired the twin buster rifle and it hit the area between Tier and Bio-Mass, blowing the area with a large shockwave, and leaving the area hit incinerated.
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Tier had already been long gone when Bell had sent him the quardnates for the sniper he was hunting then the blast entered the debris field. He was even further away by the time Shinzuu fiered his head vulcans attacking a target that was no longer there. "What the f*** is he doing?" Talon asked himself qouriously watching the mech fire into nothingness and shrugged shooting the mech with his main cannon once again. The anti ship gun lanced it's beam of energy at Shinzuu again and again as the Raoturian general took a more direct intrest in the gundam when his inital shot did very little damage. He had powered the weapons generator to the capacity he would need to punch a hole right through an ECA capital ship and fired on the mech again listening to the alarms warble and screech and red lights began to light up on his controle panel alerting him that he would have to wait for another shot like that. The shot had missed Marco... barely. He had hit Shinzuu and like before had aimed for the lower portion of his body namely his waist and legs area. By the way the Bio mass unit was moving around he couldn't tell what kind of damage he had inflicted other than he had scored a hit.
The blast that was aimed at the debris field sliced past Tier confusing him momentarily but unphasing him as he approached his target. He turned his rifle around and cocked back and swoung like Micky Mantle, just barely clipping the sniper mech and causing very little damage but bringing it to visual allowing him to be able to see his target.
The Vulpine Lancers steaked through space hitting thier intendd targets and latching on. Many were lost but for every one that was lost there were five to take thier place. The Lancers initated thier attachment sequences and burned thier way into the ships allowing the cammando units abord them to make thier move and begin thier task of killing any ECA soldiers they came across. Unfortuneately thay found very little resistance abord the vessels they had boarded. Civilians. The ECA had actually brought civilians out onto the battlefiend to act as shields for thier soldiers and to try to paint the Vulpa in a bad political light in front of the counsil when they would bring this battle up later. "This is commando unit S90, we are confirming reports of civilians abord the ECA civilian transports over. All units, watch your fire, repeat, watch your fire." The finding of civilians abord the vessles would slow the commando units down in a bad way on not knowing who was a non combattant and who was a hostile but Fusalamee had faith in his teams. As soon as they could clear the field the Vulpine war ships would move in and start thier attack run. Suddenly one of the civilian transports exploded and began to break apart. Furiously Fusalamee brought up all commando unit leaders on his viewing screen and demanded to know what happened. "Sir, what do you mean? Our unit is... OH S****!" One of the unit leaders said right before his surroundings lit up with the red of an alarm and then went to a no feed service. Fusalamee zoomed in on what was going on near the ships and was shocked to see that the ECA warships were fireing on the civilian craft one by one as they found the Vulpine Lancers attached to the outside hulls of the civilian ships, more than likely through external scans. "GET OUT OF THERE!" Fusalamee screamed as he lost another commando unit and ordered his men to do what they needed to do to make themselves safe. Heading back to the Lancer was not an option. Once it was attached it was on. They would have to make it to the bridges of the sips and take controle of the vessles to stear them away from the conflict. The ECA were killing thier own people and were not careing.
On the ECA general channels the Field Marshal began ordering the withdrawal of troops from the battlefield... except for all mercenary units and anyone else not Human. The Field Marshal was going to use the cannonfodder merks and non-Humans to buy his men some time while the ships killed off the civilian transports rather than have them fall into the hands of the Vulpa and present the possability of leaking what had happened here. "All ECA units fall back to the ships, leave the mercenaries and non-hHumans to thier fate. If any try to follow, kill them. Squadron leaders you have your orders, abandon the field."
The ECA began drawing back with a few Vulpine and other mechs giving chase but stopping when they realized what was going on. When the Mechs saw that the ECA was falling back to thier ships they turned around and began chasing down and hunting the mercenary units and the other non-Humans who had fought for the ECA.
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Shinzuu growled under his breath when he heard intercepted the transmission, as the Zero system helped keep the wings moving in the right angle to block the long shots from Tier. He fired the thrusters at full capacity and headed straight up. While flying up, he had begun the charging of the buster rifles again and then pointed them right at the ECA troops that were fleeing the scene once he got to the ideal altitude. Shinzuu keyed his radio, "Next time you say shit like that, make sure no one you're badmouthing is listening or intercepting all radio frequencies. As per my contract, you are no longer my client, and are now considered an enemy since you are leaving us mercs to die." He then opened up on all channels while he continued to charge his shots like the last time, "Attention all non-human fighters. For those of you who haven't already intercepted the 'secret' transmission, the ECA is leaving us for dead as they flee for their lives. They have even authorized the killing of us if we choose to follow." With that, the buster rifles were charge at the same capacity as when he hit the orbital ships, and fired, the thrusters pushing back so that he was in full control of the aim. The blast hit the base he had been docked at only 30 minutes ago, killing everyone in it, and all ships and mobile suits that were not with the main regiment. "Let that be a lesson to you bastards. Never betray a merc." The main reactor went down again, and the gyro generator barely running the thrusters for a smooth landing, but they that time, the generator was back to full power, and Wing Zero was able to move again, though, he can't use the buster rifle until the reactor was back up, so he had it slung back onto Zero's back.
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While Tier was busy engaugeing the sniper and Bell was taking down whaat few enemy fighters that she could as they fled, Talon contacted Fusalamee. "Hunter Lord Fusalamee, the ECA is retreating and leaving part of thier forces behind." "Are they bearing standard ECA colors?" "Negative. I think they're contracted persionell." Fusalamee thought on this for a moment and rubbed his lower mandables that formed his lower jaw as he opened a general channel that could be picked up by both his people and the ECA alike. It was a risky move, but one that could potentially save many lives. "Cease fire, all squadrons. Repeat, cease fire. We're soldiers not murderers. All squadrons break contact and return to the ships, all mech pilots break contact and gather the wounded, Alliance and ECA alike. A wounded person on the field is still a wounded person. Let's show a little humanity people. General Talon, Miss Bell, provide cover for our boys out in the field. I need you to bring down anyone who hinders our peaceful efforts, if there is anyone who wishes to follow us however, provide cover for them and send them to me. I will speak with them and see to thier safety."
Talon nodded and looked to Bell with a grunt. "Looks like we got our marching orders. Let's see what we can do." Bell had been watching Tier and the other mech. She shook her head. "Tier just got into a fight with a sniper mech. Godd***it. Thoes two are going to kill eachother. I don't know if that other mech knows how to quit and Tier's too stupid to disengauge. I better go get him." Talon nodded as he remained where he was and held his position He watched the mech controlled by Shinzuu and wondered what kind of ace pilot could be manning such a beautiful weapon?
Bell threaded her way through the ravaged battle field as allied mechs were rescueing and recovering pilots and thier mechs if they were not in too bad of condition to bring them back to the Master Butcher. She found Tier ready to tie into the other mech with CQC to disallow it from using it's rifle and pointed her rifle in between them and shot, missing both of them completly but she knew it was a sure fire way to get the males attenchion. "Hunter Knight Tier! Disengauge the enemy, that is an order from your Hunter Lord!" "FML." Tier muttered as he jumped back and answered Bell while never taking his eyes off of the sniper mech. "What does my Hunter Lord require of his Hunter Knight?" "Had you been listening he wants you to very calmly, take your hands and place a firm grip on your shoulders, and PULL YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR A**! Leave that pilot alone, the ECA's abandoned them and fell back to thier ships. If he wants to fight we'll disable him and drag him back Ti Hunter Lord Fusalamee. If he wants to com willingly he will have our support. If he wants to run back to the ECA he's more than welcome to, though I doubt he will enjoy the warm welcome thay have in store for him." Tier was pissed initally but he couldn't disobey orders and besides, Bell was technically the same rank as him on the field so bad mouthing her really wouldn't get him anywhere... plus it is common military knoledge you don't piss off the people who act your support. Though he didn't want to Tier lowered his fists and placed his rifle across his back. "If you're comming then let's go, if not then get the hell out." Bell rolled her eyes. It always aggerivated her how males were so intent on showing off thier muscles and beating thier chest like some kind of primative. If the sniper decided to follow she already knew it would fall to her to escort him while Tier took off.
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bio-mass saw wing zero leave the battlefield and sighed. he started moving back towards the fleet when he heard shinzuu's message. he looked over his shoulder intime to see the blast heading towards the ECA fleet. "hay assassin, do you think you could patch me through to that pilot?" "consider it done Marco." assassin connected bio-mass's radio to wing zero after a few seconds of trying "this mean we're good? or do you still wanna' go?" he asked turning around and starting to head back towards wing zero slowly. under his thick armour Marco's body was wearing out. biomass' reaction time started slipping, his vision fatigued. "so whats your decision, you coming with us, staying here or are you still going to fight?"
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Astonished with what he was hearing over the coms, he sat in his cockpit completely amazed at what they were doing “the years I’ve put into the ECAs army, starting from nothing but a trainee to the rank I am today, the countless souls I’ve token in their name, and am not even going to get paid for it?” his Mech was still logged into the ECAs main targeting computer, which also gave the positions of all ECA troops on the battlefield “it was time for a new job title anyways, maybe terrorist” he said as he stop targeting Vulpan Mechs and started targeting the ECA. To him it didn’t matter rather they were fur or human, wounded or fleeing, if anyone from the ECA was caught in his cross-hairs, they would suffer the same fate. One after another he picked off the ECA troops who were trying lay down cover fire to protect their fleeing brothers, the same people he had fought a long side with for years, people he trusted to watch his back, he sighed a little as he ended their lives.
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Fusalamee watched from his command platform as mechs came back bearing the dead, and dying mechs and thoes no worse for wear but missing a machine pilots. Many of the mercenaries were following the Allied mechs into flight bays while some were attempting to put up a fight and others just left to go ad find thier fortune elsewhere. "I will be speaking to the mercenary pilots that we were just engaugeing. I will expect nothing but professionalisim and courtousy to our guests. Wars are fought by two kinds of people. Soldiers who weald a weapon, and politocians who weald the will of the people. If we are to ever win we will have to fight that war on both fronts. I want a liason waiting for the mercenary pilots within the hangar to escort them to me. Have them come to the conference room." Fusalamee stepped down from the raised platform and began walking towards the conference room. He had a little time before the heavy fightinng was about to begin where he would be needed on the bridge but out of respect, he wanted to show thies men and women the face of the creature thay would be working for when the talks came to thier price.
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Shinzuu heard the comm relay and keyed in his own radio, "That's a negative. The ECA may have made an enemy of me, but I will not have your kind colonizing our beautiful Earth. You were a decent fight, but you're not quite there." Switching off that line, he opened the rest of them, "Those of you mercenaries and soldiers who were abandoned by the ECA, I invite you to join me that we may continue to preserve our world. We will fight for our world, but we will also cleanse it from the human filth. If you are with me, rally up on my position. Echo One Charlie Three. I will provide you with enough cover and supplies as necessary." He keyed in the console and charged up one of the buster rifles, ready to kill any and all who would dare to interfere with those who chose to join him.
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"psh, suit yourself. next time we meet, only one of us will be leaving the fight." he realised he wasn't talking to anyone but didn't care. bio-mass turned back towards the vulpa fleet and continued heading in.
once inside he walked over and practically collapsed onto the clamps that hold bio-mass up while he's being worked on. three of the four shi-ne-ki engineres quickly scrambled to connect thick cables and wires while sisy ran to bio-mass' back and opened him up. Marco was ejected, his consciousness slipping as the light hit his adjusting eyes, he tried to block out the light but couldn't move his arms. "get him to the medical bay! hurry! sisy called to a medical team nearby who quickly had Marco on a stretcher and on his way to the medical bay.