Pierce, Comartin, McCloud, and Cannon Fodder.

Drano leads McCloud and Comartin to the other entrance where Cannon Fodder waited.

OOC: I need some detail on the terrain, and the entrance itself. Is the area round the entrance flat? How is the entrance situated to the ground? Is there a ramp that goes down?

It is flatlands in every direction for miles. The entrance to the facility is a hole in the ground, disguised by a door that looks like a rock. The hole is 20 feet wide, and 10 feet deep. There are bars, for climbing all the way down the 200ft hole...


The dropship lands next to the massive Cannon Fodder at the other facility's entrance. Amy opens the back door, and the three glitter boy armours walk out to meet Fodder.
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McCloud trains his boom gun barrel on the opening.  "Nobody's coming up without permission, sir," he says to Drano, making a show of casually gripping the cannon's trigger.

"the only people we know for sure are down there are members of our team, I hope that isn't a hair trigger..."

CannonFodder at least has some people to talk to now

Amy moves her dropship near the giant rock, at least she'll have some cover if something bad happens.  Then unable to just sit and wait she gets out to look down the hole herself.  "Wow... I hope this is just an escape route and its not meant for something to use regularly."

Drano surveyed the terrain and decided to make their position a little more defendable. “Comartin go down that hole, make sure that anything that comes up is on our side, if need be shoot first, and ask questions later.”

"Amy what weapons is your dropship outfitted with, as well as anything else that my be of use.”

Looking to the large dee-bee Drano re-affirmed his name before asking him to carry out a rather meager task. “Connon Fodder right?  Can you quickly dig several holes in the ground about the size of one of my Mecha? Dig a few large ones for yourself as well.”

"Cannon actually, and just tell me where you want the holes for your men. It would take a considerably long time to dig a whole I could fit in and could quite possibly put at risk the integrety of the underground caverns the enemy has built, so I would prefer not to do that."

Cannon Fodder is sizing up one of the GlitterBoy's to see how big a whole he will need.

“If at all possible I’d like to have two holes, 30 meters apart per each side of the entrance. Place the holes about 300 meters from the entrance. We have to be able to handle threats from both the entrance and the outside.” Drano decided not to press the point regarding the large bee-bee not making his own hole to fight from.

"Well I have a laser cannon and a mini missle launcher, but neither of them is really meant for heavy combat, its mostly for insertion and exfiltration cover fire."  She explains quickly, not wanting to give the impression that its lack of heavy firepower is in anyway a design flaw, but rather perfectly ballanced for its role.

Cannon will dig the apropriate holes, after some help from a spotter, it's hard to guestimate meters when you are so many of them yourself
"now do you want these holes big enough the whole guy can fit in there or jus thalf of him for some cover?"

“Make them about chest high, McCloud go with him, I’ll scan the area.”

"Sir," McCloud responds, leaving behind his vigil on the back door to follow Cannon.

"You want me to baby sit the hole Lieutenant? god damn it..." Comartin then casually walks to teh entrance and begins the climb down...

It is quiet... very quiet... and there is no sign of anybody or anything besides a horse, casually approaching from the south. Upon closer inspection the horse is saddled and has a few puches or sacks attached to the saddle. There is no visible rider in sight.

The horse stops every so often to eat some longer grass, but contunies generally towards Squad Five.

Drano spots the animal, while Cannon Fodder and McCloud dig the fox holes.

 - OOC - Anyone with telescopic sight will see the details, otherwise it is not much more than a speck.

Drano chose to shoot first and ask questions later, there was no way of determining if it was just a horse out there or if it was something else that simply chose to look like horse.

“All units, be advised we have a lone horse approaching from the south.”

Drano a single shot from his boom gun at the lone horse, as usual with the TW modification the gun went off with a whisper.

The horse explodes, sending chunks of flesh and from the saddle and sacks it was wearing. The surrounding area is quiet again...

McCloud looks up from his work to watch the horse explode messily.  "Umm, was that really necessary, sir?  A thermo-scan would've shown you if it was a robot or something..."

"Poor horse," he mutters out loud to Cannon.  "Not even enough left to make glue out of..."

Cannon Fodder is digging the hole to the apropriate depth while pondering the fate of the equine...

"Um, wow... that was, extreme."  Amy exclaims as the horse explodes.  After falling quiet for a little bit she asks, "Should someone go find out if anythings left?"

"McCloud digs zee holes!" McCloud responds to Amy's inquiry in a cheesy, indeterminate Euro accent, returning to his labor.

"How I wonder is target determination arived at, given the things that have NOT been shot at...."

Cannon is setting rocks he finds burried in the dirt off to the side to be out of the way, or possibly used later if they stay long enough.

After a few moments more Amy sighs and then sprints out to the horses... remains looking around to see if there is anything left, flank steaks, saddle bags, killer robots etc.

Amy spots two of the horses legs, but mostly just blood and small pieces of flesh. The saddle bags were blown apart as well, but there are food rations, a compass, 2 energy clips, and a radio scattered around the destroyed animal.

Still no sign of... anything since the horse.
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Amy takes a moment to look across the horizon wondering if someone fell off before looking back at the mess that was a horse.  She Picks up the radio and checks to see if it is capable of encrypted use, if not she'll leave it behind then return to the group.

There is no sign of any rider anywhere. The radio is a basic long-range radio, used by Wilderness Scouts all over. There doesn't appear to be any special featured of any kind, and is not capable of encrypted use on its' own.

Amy sets the radio back down offers a silent eulogy for the poor horse and then sprints back to the rest of her compaions watching the bolt hole.

Anyone with a radar picks up a group of a dozen aircraft suddenly spotted at 10 000 feet and just under 100 miles away coming straight for the group from the east at 500 mph.

"I've got incoming aircraft!" McCloud radios to his squad.  "Any chance they're friendlies?"

Amy swallows and sprints to her pelican activating its invisibility features before shifting its position just in case the incomming aircraft had spotted it before she was able to cloak.

Drano upon being told about the aircraft (his radar was off for the time being) drops his Chromium Guardsman into one of the fighting holes.

“Everyone take cover, Amy get up in the air and get a visual on the aircraft.”

McCloud does as ordered, plunking his own glitter boy down in the hole he just finished digging.  "And they made fun of me in Basic for always keeping my radar on..." he mutters to himself as he double-checks his systems and makes sure his boom gun is primed.

"Yes Sir" she replies over the radio and begins to guide her pelican on an intercept course shaping it on an eliptical path so she wont be in the way of any LOS weapons by accident in case the glitterboys decide to start shooting.  Flying closer to the contact she relies on passive detection gear as she tries to get close enough for visual identification.

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Amy waits a moment to be sure of what she can see before transmitting back to the rest of the squad hopefully across a scrambled channel.  "There are 12 samas armors closing in on the bolt hole location, repeat 12 samas power armors." before she quickly drops off the radio again watching to see if they've made note of either her transmission or location from it.

“Copy that Private, try to get behind them and when the shooting starts take a few out from behind.”  Drano quickly tried to determine how long until the Samas were in range of his boom gun. “Cannon Fodder once they’re in range of your missiles fire a few off, and draw them to us.”

"McCloud, Cormartin, get ready to engage at max range, remember to move after firing.”

"Is it safe to assume the lead suit is the leader of this group, I'd like to take him out first to help confuse them."

Cannon is eyeing the blips on his radar screen as they approach.

"Just shoot when your they're range."

"Uh, so, I probably shouldn't be knee-deep in a hole then, sir?" McCloud radios back to Drano, glancing down at the firing hole he's ensconced himself in.

"Use the holes as firing postions, it'll be harder for them to hit you."


OOC: Basiclly shoot a few rounds off and move to another hole as your 'dodge' then shoot again.

"Sir," McCloud acknowledges, turning to draw a bead on the approaching SAMAS squad.

The squadron of heavy SAMAS remain at their altitude of 20 000 feet, and out of weapons range. They simply pass overhead, without battle...

There is no doubt Tolkeen forces have now been spotted...
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As the SAMs pass by overhead, Comartin turns his head to Pierce, "Orders sir?"

"Hold fire, their out of range."

"if they have no interest in engaging us, I wonder what they are headed to do....Unless they are just going to wait for reinforcments and then attack to surround us."

Cannon Fodder strokes his large stoney chin.

"They are probably calling in for reinforcements... telling them exactly where we are..."

"Maybe it would be better for us to get into a more defensible position than standing around a big hole in the ground?" McCloud asks.  "Speaking of which, has anyone heard from the team that went down there recently?"

"We've all got the same radio frequency you do McCloud... I am sure they are fine..." Comartin sounds confident in his assessment of the underground team's well being.

"It's just been awful damn quiet..." he mutters.  The flyover by CS forces, suspicion of impending enemy attack, and lack of communication from the other team is starting to make him twitchy and it shows in his tone.

Amy Circles back towards the hole, keeping an eye out for any sign of more coalition forces arriving and staying under cloak.

"Perhaps we should look for the squadron, it will be more difficult to deal with them after reinforcements arive, if that is indeed what is happening. Which does seem logical."

“Listen up, our job is to guard this exit, odds are as soon as our people went inside the Coalition was made aware of our presence.”

"Lt. Pierce, what would you like me to do?"  Amy radio's him as she circles.  "I don't think that they're coming down quite yet."

"Can you make a large circle, say out to 50 or 100 kilometers? Maybe the SAMAS are scouting for another CS unit, be nice to know the size of that force if it’s coming here."

"Sure, will do, Private Weyland-Yutani out."  She grins to herself and starts a wider circle looking for other signs of CS activity through passive means.

Amy spots a massive Coalition force moving towards Squad Five's position from the South East. Over a hundred heavy combat robots, and armoured vehicles, accompanied by hundreds of skelebots. Hundreds of SAMAS and Sky Cycles fill the air above them.

They are well over the 100 kilometer range of Amy's patrol, and wont actually arrive for approximately an hour, unless some of them pick up the current speed.

Needless to say... this is bad. Especially for the squad ten decks down inside the facility...

"woooo....  " Murmers Amy before quickly reaching for the radio.  "You've got an army incoming,  I mean it.  Hundreds and hundreds are coming from the south east, they should be here in an hour at least.  ah, Private Weyland-Yutani out."  Her radio protocal still not exactly on par with the rest.

“Understood, come back now.” Drano wasn’t bothered by the fact the CS had finally shown up with a mechanized force, just the size of it.

“Squads below ground if need be we'll buy time for you to get out.”
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Amy quickly responsds with a simple, "Roger" before heading down to get ready to pick up her squad.

"Orders sir?"

Drano doesn’t state the obvious that in all likelihood some or all of those in Squad Four would die whittling down oncoming mass of CS troops. If those below ground hadn’t completed their mission by the time the CS force arrived then in all likelihood none of them would get out alive. In essence squad four would trade their lives to buy time for the rest of 3rd Platoon to complete their mission and or escape.

"Chromium Guardsman turn on your invisibility and we wait in our defensive positions, once the CS APCs are in range we open fire, aim low so that even your missed shots will hit something. When it gets too hot up here we go down into the bunker. I'll fire the first shot."

“Amy and Cannon Fodder you focus on any threats from the air, try to cover us as lng as you can.”


"Maintain radio silence."
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"Damn straight, sir!" McCloud snarls enthusiastically.  "I'll take as many of them with as I can on my way to hell."

A small voice screams for rationality, begging the soldier to rethink his strategy of marching directly into the jaws of death, but he ignores it.  This is what he's always wanted, to go out in a blaze of glory that people would be talking about for a hundred years.  Who needed life when they could achieve immortality?

On Drano's signal he activates his Invisibility cloak and aims his boom gun in the direction the enemy is approaching from.

"Have you considered the possability that they are not here for us, but for whatever force took over the soldiers that attacked us earlier?  Unless thier soldiers always act like that, tho from what I have gathered I do not believe that to be the case."

Drano ignored Cannon Fodder, and maintained radio silence, if he was willing to break his own order he would have told the mountain of a Dee-Bee that it didn’t matter who the CS force was coming after. They were coming for some reason or another and it didn’t matter why. The CS would without a doubt find 3rd Platoon once they went into the complex for whatever reasons they had.

Amy continues to fly a holding pattern watching the aproaching coalition forces, and her discrettion helps her decide most emphatically NOT to engage them.

The SAM squadron that passed by overhead a few minutes ago returns, passing in the opposite direction this time, heading towards the incoming Coalition force.

A radio transmission breaks into Pluto Company's frequency...

Drano merely listed to the radio broadcast from the CS forces. It was more of the same ‘Surrender or die’ rhetoric from the CS, well if today was Drano’s day to die, so be it.

Not bothering with the radio, McCloud snarls over his external speaker, "Bring it on, dead boys..."

Arthur pokes his head up from the hole in the ground after climbing up the ladder.

"We may need some help down here... we walked into a bug nest of Xiticix... looks like 1 or 2 are already dead, 3 more pinned down... we got grunts down there too... on the other side of the bugs..."

He takes a moment to take in the beauty of the Glitter Boys... remembering his old suit... stolen from him by Arven and his band of cut throats...

OOC: Is Arther using the radio? or his PA's loudspeaker?

OOC - just calling out to whomever is closest. I believe Comartin was originally stationed right at the hole.

Picking up the ask for help through his external microphone, Drano responds by picking up a rock and throwing it at Comartin Guardsmen. Once he has gotten Comartin’s attention Drano points to the Arthur then points down, indicating that he should go with Arthur.

They don't get far, before coming back to the surface, Arthur as well. The sounds of a hundred Xiticix screeching, companied with explosives and gun fire grows louder. The rest of squad Three follows Arthur to the surface as they retreat frm a swarm of Xiticix.

This htread will be closed, at least for now. You may all post in Squad 3. Naturally Drano will be in charge over Silvermasque should it come to that.