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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 12:15 pm
Thomas grinned a little, pushing against the wall and dropping to a knee. The less space he took up, the more space Garrett had to get his job done, and the less likely he was to get killed should the explosives go off. A little self-serving, but hey, if he was alive he'd be more useful. He turned his head to watch behind them, not that he expected anything behind them. Just in case.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 3:40 pm
"That's what I've been trying to say..." He sighed and nodded. "Yes, now slide aside. I'll see what I can do with it." He shimmied past all those in front of him, and stared at the explosives for a bit. "You've got to be f&*#ing kidding me." He sighed again, and began tracing some of the wires with his pointer finger. After a few moments, he laughed to himself. "Well, I can salvage about half of it, but the rest is dead-wired. At least we know these guys don't know how to make proper traps; if they did, it'd all be dead-wired. Just a second here..." He pulled a few wires, and began detaching some of the devices. He managed to remove all but three, and stuffed the disabled explosives in the pack on his lower back.
"Just a bit more here. I have to see if I can't just disable them entirely. Ehm..." He looked back at Jack. "Just, uh... Have everyone move back about 10 paces." He smirked. "Just in case I'm not as good as I think I am." Then he was back to work, with a multitool in hand. First, the side plate was removed and he flicked on the flashlight end so that he could peek around. "Well you guys can breathe easy for now: I've got this one in the bag, so to speak." He flicked out the screwdriver end and knocked a single transistor out of place. He put the cover back on and began detaching all the wires that were on the exterior. It too was stuffed in the bag. He began opening the last explosive when there was a faint clicking. He froze. Slowly, he lowered it a bit farther. A second click. "Goddamnit... You have got to be kidding me." A third deep breath. "Ehm... I recommend you guys wiggle your asses a bit farther back." Think, think, think!
The one time the Drathonians get it right, and Garrett didn't have the tools to deal with it. He pulled out his multitool again and looked through all its various applications. "Jack, get up here." Garrett pressed himself against the right side of the tunnel, reaching across to the left side of the explosive to hold it where it was. "What I need you to do is hold that, while I finish up. I just have to open up from the other side." Once Jack had the siding in his hands, the Captain comforted him. "Don't worry, you can push; it's designed to only open once it's been dismantled. It won't close back up. Now just a second." He cracked open the other end, and paused. No clicking. "Alright. We'll be fine." He did his deal, and as he popped it, there was a small spark that flared in front of Jack's face; it wouldn't injure him, but it was certain to give him a scare. Garrett smirked, keeping his chuckle quiet. He didn't want to give away their position. Slowly, he began making his way back to the end of the line.
"Roger, Corporal. Breaking formation. Four, watch our back, keep me alert on approaching hostiles. I'll let you know if we'll be hitting any 'turbulence'." She smirked, dipped down, flipped her fighter upside down, and came back up behind a trio of Rex's. Her EMP dropped another one out of the sky, and she launched two missiles while opening up the chainguns. A second one went down, unaware of her presence. The third one evaded the missile and chaingun fire. "Four, I'm taking this guy out. Swing left and regroup on our position five seconds ago."
Without waiting for a response, Arcadia was veering sharply to the right, trying to keep the Rex in her sight. Then it took a sudden turn left just before the Private discharged her second EMP. "He got away, Four. How are you holding up over there?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 4:14 pm
"No he didn't!" Emma replied, having Kept Arcadia's wing, she took out the escaping fighter with an EMP blast of her own. Suddenly, warning sirens wailed in her cockpit, citing missile, lazer, and chaingun locks, all simultaneously, as five of the fighters suddenly grouped together, taking advantage of the lone pair "All power to rear Shields, Evasive actions! Arcadia, in five seconds, all stop, Let's get them" The young pilot said, Spinning her ship to avoid a chaingun that opened up. The lock tones for the Missile and Chaingun dissappeared, but the lazer tone remained constant as the fighter kept up with her fighter. When the counter her shout had initated went to zero, Emma's fighter sprouted a few flares of exhaust from the dorsal surface and bow, dropping her fighter down and stopping it's forward motion. In a flash, the thrusts reversed and she was behind the bewildered lizards, her fighter shuddering from the manuever, which was as difficult in artmosphere as it was easy in vacuum. Her guns low giving the warning tones, Emma unleashed both of her AA missiles, not getting any hits but the explosions having the nice effect of peppering all five enemy ships, some shrapnel apparently killing one of the pilots. She opened up with the nose mounted lazers, lighting up the back ends of two more.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 2:11 am
"Good-- oh, s**t!" Warnings went off just as she began to commend her wingman (or wingwoman, rather). A pair of missiles were locked on Arcadia's ship, and a chaingun was lining her up as well. "Four, you were supposed to be watching for this sort of thing!" A trio of flares sent the missiles careening off into the clouds before exploding. In the back of her mind, Langdon wondered if any of her allies had been near that explosion. Then five seconds was up, and Arcadia dropped back violently, incurring a little whiplash. The chaingun that had been targeting her Scimitar created a lovely oval orifice in the port side of her cockpit as she whizzed by, but it wasn't serious. Thankfully they were in the atmosphere, so if need be, she could just fly lower. For the time being, she depended entirely upon the air supplied by her ship via the helmet. "F&*#ing lizard put a hole in my cockpit!" She punched the chaingun into action before even fully aligning an enemy in the reticule. When they enemy broke whatever their formation had been, she launched three missiles and discharged another EMP. One ship succumbed to the hail of bullets coming from the chaing gun, and a second went down with the electromagnetic pulse. Two received unremarkable damage.
"I swear Four, if you EVER slip up like that again, I'll make sure they transfer you to patrol around Terra!" There was plenty of anger in Arcadia's voice, and yet it still came across even and controlled.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 11:05 pm
Jack cringed his face a bit at the sudden spark that shot out of the contraption Hendlow was working on. As the captain backed away from the door, Jack took up a crouching position behind it, ready to strike. "Just say the word, Kai." he whispered loudly, listening intently to the sharp clack of claws on metal.
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Raji grinned as the squad leader told her to proceed, her ship slowing to a glide several kilometers above the battle. "Time to call down the thunder, six. Keep our tails clean." her wingmate muttered a response, beginning to get fed up with following her orders. She grinned a bit, laughing inwardly to herself at the pathetic little man that she had to rely on. She could do fine on her own... a small part of her didn't mind if he got shot down in the fight.
Raji kicked her engines into full gear and plummeted back down towards the battle. She caught the edge of the fight, where a group of Rexs were making their turn arc mid-fight. She angled her ship out a bit to compensate for their movement as she came careening down on them. Letting loose, she and Six unleashed a hail of laser and gun fire, scoring successful hits on all four of the ships. As she passed perpendicular to her victims, she didn't even have time to notice that the cockpits of two were shattered and splattered with blood - if she had, she probably would have completely broken focus. She did, however, note that the third was spiraling downward in a trail of smoke. The fourth was saved from any critical damage, and quickly came diving furiously after them. Six began swerving about in a bit of a panic. Raji cursed to herself as it began firing at the idiot. She wasn't ready to have his blood on her hands just yet. She fired full reverse thrusters, jolting her harshly about the cockpit as the ship slowed considerably. The other two ships went whizzing past her, and Raji quickly sped up again to take some pot shots at the Drathonian. They were well below the fight at this point, and in a fraction of a second all three ships would have to even out to avoid hitting the ground.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 10:31 pm
Despite the lack of need for it, Thomas checked his magazine. It was still full; they'd scarce fired in this conflict. Well, ignoring two or three outside. But that hadn't lasted long. Not long at all. Something was definitely up here. No one especially skilled, no one particularly set up to oppose them. Oh well. It was going to get hot soon, and Thomas was still in the back. Why? he might have asked, but it was not his place. Kai knew better, presumably.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 11:55 am
"Okay, Jack, On my mark, kick the s**t outta that door, hop out, and start firing." Kai whispered. "The rest of you, get ready for it to be hot. We'll have about five seconds to get into the hallway and run our asses off to the control center. If my math is right, we cut 200 meters off of this hallway by using this hatch, so, as soon as you're out, start heading to what's currently our right, it should only be another twenty or thirty meters to the control center. Lock and Load!" the Captain said, checking the batteries in his Sugar rifle. All green. "Three... Two... One... Mark!" Kai said, ready to bounce as soon as Jack got the door open.
***
"Sorry, three" Emma responded, before continuing "I just figured you'd want less lizards on your tail" And with that, Emma unleased some EMP of her own, sizzling all the electronics in one of the fighters, which was soon taken off her HUD as a target. She immediately switched to lazers, turning the engine cluster of the second into metal vapor. Suddenly, Emma realized something was wrong. "s**t, Arcadia, my ship reads your shields are offline" She manuevered to the side of her wing's fighter that usually held the pod that generated shield power, only to notice that it seemed to be missing said pod. "That's why the chaingun hurt you, you're shields are gone!" Suddenly, Emma was in protective mode, keeping her fighter between Arcadia's and the nearest enemies. "I've got an Idea, Arc, I'm going to divert all shield and weapons power to the front shields, we'll go head to head. Use my telemetry, an when I get mark you pop out and fire on the lizards. Sound good?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 1:44 pm
"What the hell do you mean my shields are offline!?" Putting the controls on auto for a split-second, she peered out the gaping hole to see that the shield generator was indeed missing. "F%! One thing after another with these damn Terran mechanics!" She took a deep breath and took control again. "This is ridiculous. I was reading green back in the hangar, and I'm not getting any warning lights now." What a load of s**t. She was flying without shields and a hole larger than her head in the side of her cockpit. There was a brief silence while she calmed herself. "Alright, on your six and low. If you earn me another damn hole for my Scimitar, though... Just watch yourself. I'll be covering our asses this ti-- speak of the devil. Four, we've got three of those buggers coming in at 7 o' clock high."
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 5:35 pm
"Green Lead to Green Two, we have some scalies coming up quick. You split left and I go right," Steven said to his wingman. The many years of practice and teamwork between the two were evident as the two veterans swooped away into a synchronized loop, each mirroring the other. As Steven expected, three of the five Rex fighters followed him and the other two followed Two. Steven was mentally crossing his fingers for this maneuver always works well with scourges, but he was unsure as to whether it would work on a Rex. From a quick guess he figured there was a 59% chance of it working, a 33% chance of the Rex overtaking him a shooting him down, a 7% chance of the plan working perfectly, and a 1% that his engines spontaneously combust. Sure enough two of the Rexs were cutting the curve and broadsiding him while the other one stayed on his tail. All he needed was a few more seconds. The seconds passed and some higher power must have been rooting for him because both he and Two completed their loops and were now heading straight for each other. They both altered course ever so slightly and opened fire on the weakened front shields of the Rex squadron. Three out of the five were shot down, one was critically damaged, and the last had only minor damage; Steven had taken several hits to his right side, and Two was not much better. Passing a few quick glances at his radar he saw that the terran pilots were still out numbered 2:1. But Red squadron was going to be commencing their flanking maneuver shortly, and Green Five and Six had re-entered the fray. Steven was amazed that this was going so well, but his sigh of relief was stifled when an alert sounded on his HUD. ”Green Lead to Green Three, Three status report. What the hell happened?” Steven said into the comm with a faint hint of concern.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 7:45 am
"Apparently, Corporal, my shield generator fell out. Don't ask me how, sir, I don't have a clue. All I know is I'm flying without shields and a really big hole in the side of my cockpit." Then radar blipped. "s**t. Four, we've got three of those buggers coming in 7 o' clock high." As soon as she finished speaking, the Rex's began to fire their plasma weapons in unison. It seemed they were beginning to pick up on group strategy. Without shields, the plasma tore through the Scimitar like a knife through melting butter. "Green Lead, Green Four, this is three. I've taken critical damage and lost most of my systems. I'm taking her low and then ejecting. See you on the Hymn." Another deep breath. It seemed that the day just kept getting better. As soon as her warning alarms had begun to blare, Arcadia had dipped her Scimitar into a dive, using gravity to speed her escape from the fray. "Watch your a**, Emma. This is Three, out."
She yanked the ejection lever the cockpit hatch flew off and Arcadia followed after it shortly, still strapped to the chair. The parachute deployed successfully, but about 15 yards from the ground, a few plasma bolts ripped through it, giving Arcadia a much quicker route to the ground. When the seat struck dirt, she cried out, but no one could hear her. With the Scimitar in flames, the helmet was no longer communicating with anyone. After a few more select strings of swear words and unlatching her harness, Arcadia pulled the helmet off her head as well and drew her sidearm. "God, I hate guns," she muttered to herself. Perhaps 50 yards away was the disabled ship that appeared to be a Drathonian fortress. Without another thought, she sprinted across open ground and into the nearest entrance. Four guns were immediately trained on the pilot and she hit the ground quick. "Don't shoot! I'm friendly!" The Marines lifted their weapons and Arcadia climbed to her feet.
"Who the hell are you?" inquired one of the grunts.
"Calm down, Briggs," interrupted the CO, silencing his squad. "What're you doing here, ma'am? You look like a pilot to me, and this sure as hell ain't a functioning ship."
"I was shot down; Scimitar malfunctioned. I survived. Could you radio in? Let 'em know Private Langdon of Green Squadron survived." The Captain nodded and had one of his techies radio the Hymn.
"This is Oscar element. We were Jackal Squadron before this raid started; got hit by an ambush, and now it's just us five."
"Well, make it six for the time being, sir, although I doubt I'll be much help. I've never handled any gun outside the range."
"S'alright. You know how to use a bro, and we've got one to spare. Every capable body is helpful."
"Whatever you say, sir." She took the bro rifle, checked the energy clip, and sighed.
What a f&*#ing day. She flew into battle with a loose shield generator (she guessed) and had lost it in the middle of the fight. Immediately after finding out, she'd been shot down, ejected, and then damn near shot out of the sky. Her a** was as sore as... well, use your imagination, and now she was stuck on the ground with half a squadron of Marines in the midst of a raid. "Couldn't get much worse," she muttered under her breath.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 4:36 pm
"Roger Green Three, good luck down there," Steven said. "Green Four, form up with me and Two." "That makes Green squadron down to eleven pilots, Blue is down to nine, and Red has seven. Of the nine downed pilots, four of them were safely on the ground, four were KIA, and one was MIA. So that leaves us with twenty-seven pilots." Steven thought as he continued formulating his next move.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 8:33 pm
"Dammit!" Emma yelled, the word sounding strange in the innocent-looking 16-year-old's voice. She was angry now. Angry at herself for not being good enough to keep her wingmate up, angry at the damn lizards for killing so many good Terran peoples, angry at this whole messed up war that those stupid lizards caused. When lead told her to form up on him, Emma responded "In a minute" before diving at the group that had downed Arcadia. Something broke free of her control, something that, though not nearly as bad as it had been before, made her seem near suicidal. Losing her brother had given the young girl such rage, which, when channeled into fighter school, had given her marks as high as Kerning at the school. it was a blind rage that got her 'killed' as much as it got her marks. Right now, a bit of that rage tore through, as evidenced over the comms by a demented sort of growling sound, as she shut her shields off and diverted everything to weapons and thrusters. The three poor lizards never stood a chance, blazing out of the sky in fiery globs of metal within seconds. Her anger mostly abated, Emma formed on Steven, equalizing power and panting "On your wing, one"
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 9:56 pm
"Green Four! When I tell you to form up, I mean right that instant not 'in a minute'!" Steven almost shouted into the comm. "Don't...never mind, we will continue this when we are back on the Hymn." The worst time to lose your cool was when in the middle of a dogfight and Emma got lucky, and him scolding her would not alleviate the situation. "Red Leader to Green Leader. Green Lead, Red Seven through Twelve are inbound on our position. ETA 30 seconds." "Roger Red Leader. Green Lead out," Steven responded. "'Bout time." "Green Lead to Green Squadron. We have three Reds coming from the East, and three from the West. They will be coming in hard and fast. Think drathonian BBQ. We need to keep these lizards busy until then, so form up into quad groups(groups of four) and listen for further instructions. Green Lead out."
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Posted: Thu Dec 04, 2008 10:17 pm
Raji yanked her ship up dangerously close to the ground, quickly pulling it back into a vertical climb. Six swung out, moving parallel to the horizon. The pursuing Rex leveled out awkwardly behind him, and after a couple seconds nudged into a well-placed tree. It spun out, crashing in a shriek of flame and metal on the ground below. Raji observed the blip die out on her HUD, and grimaced at the dumb luck of her wing. If the Drathonian pilot hadn't been even more incompetent than him, he'd be toast right now.
Raji flew back up into the fight as Arcadia's fighter went tumbling down past hers. Well now, looks like we know who the real pilots here are. Coming back on the upswing, she caught another Rex with laser fire, sending it spiraling down in a cloud of smoke. At Steven's order, she found her way to Seven and Eight, Six catching up from below. The foursome zigzagged past the enemy formations, looking for a group to jump on.
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[ Kai, I could use a description of what things look like on the other side of this door... ]
On the mark, Jack brought his foot flying up into the hatch, sending it flying out onto the ground several meters away, bouncing a couple times before shaking to a halt. He was out shortly after it, crouching over the ground as he swept his sugar from side to side, sending a hail of fire flying indiscriminately in every direction.
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2008 12:57 pm
"Yes sir, Sorry sir." Emma apologised truthlessly. she continued to fly on his wing, waiting for those further instructions. the girl was silently fuming, angry at herself for not being good enough. Even though Arcadia had survived in fairly good condition, Emma's brain still correlated it with the loss of her brother, something she would not tolerate. shaking her head to try to get a grip back on reality, Emma looked at the numbers falling, and watched which fighters attributed which kills. With the standard drathonian enemies being Scourge fighters, Terran Ace regulations were 25 fighters, not the ancient 5. in this battle, she noticed several people making it to half and quarter ace, which would have probably been full aces if they had been attacked by the larger, slower Lizard fighters. Noting her own seven kills, Emma predicted that she would have made ace in this battle under those circumstances.
***
Jack would burst out into a fairly large corridor, about five meters wide, and the same amount tall. he would find that he was about midway between to Drathonian defensive positions, which, luckily for him, weren't on full alert yet. To his left, ten lizards were facing away, completely unawares, and seven fell before even noticing something had happened, the rest scrambled about in suprise, grabbing weapons and firing the wrong way before realizing they were hit from behind. The second group was caught with just as much suprise by Kai rushing out the door just after Jack, and firing towards them. Three fell before the rest dove behind their cover, and one ran off to a small box a little farther up the hallway, pressing a button and laughing in the disturbing Drathonian way before looking shocked as nothing happened, the explosives safely in Garrett's pack. Kai rolled to the opposite wall from their door, taking a kneeling position and firing at the lone Drathonian, felling him instantly. as the others came through, Kai yelled "The door to your right is our objective, we need to get to it as soon as possible." as if to spite him, the door opened up, spilling forth more lizards to defend the small barricade. Thinking fast, the captain hefted the busted access hatch and used it as a shield, blacing it accross his side of the hallway. It made enough cover for two or three more people to hide behind and fire from.
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