Faction Jungle warfare training for the EE army

[Aurelian Sigismund]

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Commander of The Phalanx | Former Exarch of Zakuul | High Imperator of the Rim-Guard​

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As the shuttle is slowly descending into the LZ at the riverbed, the situation is pressed already. Simulated gun fire and explosion disrupt the jungle and sadly also the soldiers of the Eternal Army. The OPFOR is managing to press hard onto the loyalist forces, giving them no time to breath in this forsaken piece of wet-wood.

During the short flight Aiglos has gotten all the necessary information onto his battle-HUD. The Phalanx above is also providing him with real-time scans and sensor-monitoring as well as access to the various com-traffic which is flooding the aether. He is listening with one ear to the messages and getting a glimpse of the situation while he is studying the disposition of the opposing forces.

With a soft decompression of the landing gears the shuttle soaks into the ground of the overrun LZ, proceeding down the ramp is the golden figure which seems utterly unsuited to fight in a dense jungle with shining armour and a red cape. Both are getting immediate stains of the mud on them, but the bearer doesn´t seem to care as he slowly walks off the landing area, more or less between the fronts and for sure responsible for more than one blinking look.

His display is just blinking with the news that reinforcements are arriving soon. The troops of the Eternal Empire are hard pressed, but they are not losing, nor are they winning, a stalemate is developing as the space taken at point A is gained at point B. With curiosity Aiglos is viewing the shifting attacks of the OPFOR and how the deployment of new Ultranauts to the battle will shift the tide.

Ecthelion is scanning the hit and run attacks of those swoop-thugs with curiosity.

WISCOM | Arturo Braga | Eleena Salwa | Rath Nihro | Shran | Taozi Fuyuan | Tristan Evore | Felmorante L'lerim​

 

[Eleena Salwa]

Location: Riverbed, Jungle World - EE Space
Call Sign: Mermaid Nine
Allies: OPFOR
Enemies: EE Military ( WISCOM Aurelian Sigismund Tristan Evore Rath Nihro Arturo Braga )

“I’m pulling back around for another pass!” Eleena said to Lexi over comms as climbed back to altitude, all the while waiting for kill confirmations only to be disappointed upon hearing none. “I think they have some sort of shield.” Eleena could only guess what it was that had stopped her missiles from striking their targets, especially as up until now, she had never encountered a Force user in combat.

“It could be space magic.” Lexi replied.

“Here? Are you sure?” Eleena answered in a questioning tone. “Do we know of any Force users participating in the war game?”

“No, but those ‘shields’ don’t register traditional energy signatures on sensors.” The Zeltron said. “I’ve never seen an energy shield that has a sensor profile like that.”

Eleena’s brow furrowed beneath her helmet. Lexi’s thought process was sound and consistent, which meant that taking on the Force user in question would need to be both a creative and collaborative effort. Pausing for a few moments, Eleena contemplated how she would proceed before speaking once more.

“Alright, thanks Lexi. I don’t think I would have made that connection on my own. Let’s disengage for now, but we’re gonna stalk this squad, so we can report their positions. I’m gonna open a line to Isena and the mercenaries on the ground.”

“Yes, Queen!” Lexi answered excitedly, her pink features beaming with pride as she did.

Immediately, Eleena lowered her speed and let her machine circle at altitude, lingering just at the edge of the range of her sensors so that she could keep tabs on the movements of @Rath Nihro’s squad while also staying clear of any retributive fire from the ground. All the while, the swoop ace prepared to open a transmission to the OPFOR infantry ( Arturo Braga ) and Isena Elysi, so that they would be aware of the new threat on the battlefield.

“Regina, we believe that there’s a potential Force user on the ground. We’re monitoring non-traditional energy patterns that indicate use of…” Eleena paused to consider her next words. “Well, space magic.” The Twi’lek cringed, regardless. “I’m currently tracking their location, coordinates are in transmission.”

“Keep tracking them Mermaid Nine.” Isena answered. “I’m bringing reinforcements. Let’s wait for our allies to respond, before we decide on anything else.”

“Copy that, Regina!”

Spoiler: Loadout

• FAE/V-02 “Loralora” - Designation: Queen
  • Modular Weapon Hardpoint (4)
    • BR-3 “Rowdy Rancor” Gatling Blaster - Stun
    • BR-3 “Rowdy Rancor” Gatling Blaster - Stun
    • BR-3 “Rowdy Rancor” Gatling Blaster - Stun
    • BR-3 “Rowdy Rancor” Gatling Blaster - Stun
  • Modular Launcher Hardpoint (2)
    • Universal Nano Missile Launcher
      • Training Missile
    • Universal Nano Missile Launcher
      • Training Missile
  • Pilot Gear
    • FAE/A-03 Repulsor Craft Riding Suit
      • Energy Shield
        • Phase III “Force Avenger” Energy Shield
      • Undersuit
        • UL-14 “Virtus” Class Underlay
    • X-8 Night Sniper

 

[Shran]

The Overseer listened as the message came in through the comm. Frankly, he had been looking forward to some light work monitoring the games from orbit. It had been a long time since he played a direct role in a military offensive, but the officer was right; It would be good for the troops. His reply came almost immediately, "Acknowledged. I am on my way." He looked over at the communications officer and gave a slight nod signaling to close the channel. Shran then turned to the T-series super tactical droid flanking him, "I'm leaving you in command up here until I return. Call me if there's an emergency." Before the droid had a chance to respond, Shran then looked at one of the lieutenants and said "Tell Captain Tyrell to prepare my shuttle. I'm going to the surface."

"Yes sir"

With that, Shran made his way to the hanger bay. Once there, he boarded onto his distinct red Lambda-class shuttle. It had been an old relic he had picked up in the old days when he served in the government of the First Order prior to its eventual collapse. The ship served him well through the years. Anyone else might have traded the old thing in for something newer, faster, better armament but nothing could replace the nostalgia that came with this particular shuttle. Or at least, maybe that was just what Shran told himself. Perhaps the real reason he refused to trade it in was that from the fall of the First Order, to the fall of the CIC, the fall of the Imperial Remnant, and the fall of the Greyson Imperium, Shran's life has been constantly and unceasingly uprooted. Throughout it all, this shuttle was the only constant in his life that never seemed to change. It had grown comfortable.

Not long after departing the ship, Shran arrived at HQ. Following two guards, he was escorted into the main command center and approached the WISCOM officer, "Where do you need me?"
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Tags: WISCOM Aurelian Sigismund

 

[Arturo Braga]

Tags: Eleena Salwa Rath Nihro Aurelian Sigismund WISCOM
Gear: KC-47 Hybrid Strike Rifle, KC-77N Hybrid Pistol, Sk-AR Mk.1 Armor

"Just got confirmation on that large group of reinforcements you mentioned. Looks like the swoops have disengaged and taken to observing the enemy for now." Stomping along, Arturo inclined his head as if this was all part of the plan. "That's good. It's nice to have an eye in the sky for a change." Looking forward, he kept on marching, a mixed group of mercs and ultranauts in tow. Five dozen in all, they were a small force when compared with what they were going up against. Not that it mattered. The contractor didn't intend to take on the whole force with what he had, merely to kick them where it hurt, before hightailing it out of there.

Of course, this would have been easier had the enemy not known they had crossed the river, but they did. At least, he was pretty sure they did. Arturo's side weren't the only ones with air support. Chances were an unseen observer had seen his six squads make the crossing. Or the ultranauts still at the river had called it in. Those that remained.

Arturo put his doubts aside. It would go well or it wouldn't. Either way, both sides would be tested. Keeping low, he led his people through the dense jungle. There was an abundance of cover to make use of, but that went both ways. Fortunately, the slanting beams of sunlight would be pointing towards the enemy when the fighting started. Unfortunately, it would be in theirs when the time came to fall back. You win some, you lose some. Activating his VISR, the mercenary took a quick scan of his environment before holding up a hand. Behind him, the squads drew to a halt.

"Here will do." Arturo said over the closed channel. The soldiers began to spread out.

Crouching down, he waited as the sergeants and various high-level mercenaries made their way over to him. It only took a few seconds. "Right. Here's the sitch," he started, turning to look them all over. "The main force -those reinforcements I mentioned- are heading this way. Those swoops we saw earlier Eleena Salwa have been keeping them in sensory range, and last reports indicate they'll pass directly through us. So get your teams into position, and make sure they're well concealed. We catch 'em in a crossfire, make 'em regret ever coming here. Sound good?" There were a few nods, a few yes's.

"How many can we expect?" A sergeant asked. Arturo looked at him, his expression hidden behind his helmet's faceplate. Like everybody's.
"Four companies, give or take. And a Force-User."
"A Force-User?!" The surprise in Nara's voice was palpable, and no doubt shared by a few others.
"Uh-huh." Arturo said, pretending to be unphased by the news. "Best make sure your shots count. Otherwise it's game over."
"Well, I'll be damned... What's the signal to attack?"

The contractor didn't respond. Instead, he turned to face two others in the group. "Gonna answer?" His words were directed at the two resident demolition experts, a duo that went by the names Salt and Pepp. They were longstanding friends of his. Better, they'd been in the mercenary business longer than he had. He trusted them implicitly. More fool he. "You'll know it when you hear it." Salt said after a time, sharing a look with Pepp that spoke volumes. Arturo nodded.

"Any other questions? No? Very well. Once the shooting starts, hit 'em with everything you've got. Sim rounds, grenades, the whole inventory. Once that's done, we'll be falling back as quick as we can. Keep it ordered! No 'every-man-for-himself'. We go back together or not at all." Arturo fell silent. He couldn't think of anything else to say. "All right. To your squads! Salt! Pepp!" The mercenary hooked a thumb over his shoulder, and the two scarpered off, trailing a couple of similarly-equipped followers. Arturo watched them go, before taking up position behind a fallen tree. Fifteen minutes passed before he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Charges are set," a voice whispered in his ear. "Hell of a carpet you've rolled out for them."

It was another fifteen minutes before the enemy's leading elements appeared like ghosts before him. Twenty-five meters at a guess, if that. He could make out the main force just behind them, their footsteps suddenly deafening. Arturo went still as the ghosts continued forward, calmly thumbed the safety on his rifle. He breathed in, held it. The first bomb detonated as he exhaled. Then the shooting started.

 

[WISCOM]

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The WISCOM Officer looked to Shran , "I need you at Firebase Alpha near the riverbed to help give these men and wemon orders the best way you see fit to handle the situation Overseer you'll also be given access to strike craft and artillery support for the remainder of this wargame use it well Sir." the officer stated as he looked at the reports of the next four shuttles will be arriving shortly.

The officer thought for a moment. honestly my fears that the troops are becoming lazy might not be totally correct we do have merc teams of far more experience here on the field as well mabie a push to tip the scales ever so slightly would help the forces. Keying his coms he called in a gun run on the riverbed treeline. "Spooky this is WISCOM i need a strike package on the treeline of the riverbed danger close over."

the radio crackled to life "Roger that WISCOM, ill light up the jungle for your boys." within moments a gunship shuttle piloted by a biodroid with an eccentric personality loaded into a AT-2 "Heavy" Vehicle Gunship loaded up with smoke missiles with orange smoke and rotary dual light laser cannon turret set to stun was headed to the drop point Making it just moments after the next four shuttles touched down the gunship sped off ahead of them firing off four orange smoke missiles into the tree line sensors picking up a number of confirmed "kills" from those before hovering from the far left to the far right and firing his rotary guns till they glew red hot. "spooky returning to rearm and refuel might have just pissed off a few mercs though." the biodroid chuckled as he blasted music from the cockpit and made spun around to begin flying back to base.

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[Aurelian Sigismund]

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Commander of The Phalanx | Former Exarch of Zakuul | High Imperator of the Rim-Guard​

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The Eternal Army was now pushing its superior weight into the tide of the battle, sending more troops in as well as air support, using the assets it has. Good, there is no need for restraint, no place. Hit hard first and no second blow is necessary. A doctrine the Galaxy once learned the hard way, but now is just divided between marauders and monks, the insane ones even having the upper hand.

Aiglos thoughts drifted away for a moment, but he was very swiftly getting into the here and now as he walked across the battlefield. It must be strange to ignore the ongoing fights while focusing on them, processing the deployments and formations instead of tearing them apart with commands or attacks. But his ID were hopefully blinking or at least showing that he was no-combatant, and if not, the armour wouldn´t really care about this stun bolts either way.

Though being an obvious figure and not making an effort to hide, the skills and muscle-memory of centuries of warfare kicked in automatically and he was abusing the sun-light and brighter plants to more or less be invisible while being fully visible. His ghostly lenses observe the mining of Arturo Braga 's companions and how the tip of the advancing troops is getting into it.

The dense jungle would usually obscure most of the view, but on heat vision he was very much able to follow the fight. With a moments notice his thoughts connected to his ears and processed some information. His arms quickly came up, extending like wings with the palm pointing outwards, directly when the attack run of the gunships unleashed their firepower. The stun-bolts were stopped by the barrier which he erected around himself with the Force.

WISCOM | Arturo Braga | Eleena Salwa | Rath Nihro | Shran | Taozi Fuyuan | Tristan Evore | Felmorante L'lerim​

 

[Taozi Fuyuan]

The sound of arguing caught all of Clan Tal's attention, and Taozi turned to see what all the ruckus was about. Taozi put a hand on her hip as she listened to Felmorante L'lerim argue with the officers dragging her, and sighed once their interaction concluded.

"Are you quite done yet? You're going to make things much worse for yourself if you continue to struggle like that. You two, set her on the cot, gently. If either of you jostle her I will personally find your CO and have you reprimanded for mistreating the wounded. Once you're finished you both may leave, and get back to whatever it is you soldier types do."

Once the other woman was on the cot, Taozi would shoo the officers off, before getting a med scanner. For now, she intended to leave the metal in the woman's arm to slow the bleeding. Behind her, another Tal medic would begin hooking up a blood bag, universal of course, and rolled the IV pole to the non-wounded side of Felmorante. Taozi scanned over the woman's body, checking for any other damage besides the metal in her arm.

"What's your name, so we can put this in our medical reports? No, you do not get to decide what we do or do not put in the reports, before you ask."

 

[Felmorante L'lerim]

OKAY MAYBE IT DOES

Equipment: Armored Space Suit over Viper Mk. I Skinsuit
(Saddle Bags on Vehicle)Dark Purple pair of Wrist Dazzlers, 7 Whimsy Knives, 3 Glitter Grenades, 2 Giggle Grenades, 1 Pink Vapor Grenade
Vehicle: Space Motorcycle
Objective: Medic!
Tags: Taozi Fuyuan

The two shared a look of exasperation, having already endured the one between them long enough. They were ready to be done however, and did as instructed with obscene care. Maybe trying to be mocking in the amount of care they took before making a hasty retreat out of the tent since they didn't have to deal with the doctor anymore.

Fel honestly thought for a moment about sitting up and walking out, but even the slight flex of her left arm made the spot behind her eyes tingle. Instead, huffing through the helmet, she listened to the woman ask for her name.

"You want the full thing or the easy part?" There was a sing song tone to her words as if preparing, not intending to be mocking as the free arm came up to try at fumbling the heavy helmet off. "Most people just want the easy part. Makes more sense they say. The droid didn't have any issue saying the full thing though."

There were plenty of scorch marks and scratches across the thick armor she wore, signs she had not been following the training exercise rules somewhere. Her free hand fumbled, leaving the arm with metal shrapnel in it motionless as best she could.

"See seventy-one, Felmorante Jentomorie Scherezade deWinter." Her voice almost sang the words, a song that had no real tune aside from the letters flowing in a strange sort of symphony. "Or Felmorante deWinter for short."

"So you are a doctor? What's your name? How many people have you saved?" She cut in, curiosity getting to the little loth cat.

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Lady Ingrid L’lerim Ragal Terassi Vandiir
Eternal Empress of the Eternal Empire, Lord Commander of the Wardens of the Shroud
The Red Witch, The Night Queen, Lady Stuztala, Head of the House L’lerim, CEO of the HPI Consortium, Archon of the Primyn Group​

Location: Grjótharður, Vengard, Kalidan
Equipment: Holographic projector
Tag(s): WISCOM | Arturo Braga | Eleena Salwa | Rath Nihro | Shran | Taozi Fuyuan | Tristan Evore | Felmorante L'lerim | Aurelian Sigismund

[ Just Inside My Head ] ​

Of course, Ingrid knew it was going to be a military exercise. Unfortunately, she was unable to be present in person this time because state affairs did not allow her to leave Kalidan. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t be present and watch the practice through a communication channel. That’s why she took time to do that when she just had a few minutes of free time.

The holographic projector climbed out of one of the tents through its spider legs as instructed and went to the area where the exercise continued. With its feet it was walking at an average, walking pace, didn’t have to go faster than that. It was just an Infinite Battle Droid that accompanied it. It's really just so that the projector can't be hit by a single missed shot. Although, for the time being, they have stayed a little further away from the fighting.

When they got close, away from everyone for now, the droid turned on the holographic projector. As a result, Ingrid's holographic image appears in life size. Now she could see what was around. She saw Taozi and Fel first. Back home, she followed the broadcast recorded and broadcast by flying droids in the air through the monitors. It was as if she was just watching a live sports broadcast.

However, she did not want to disturb anyone, so she did not speak. The spider legs walked a little closer, but she still avoided noticing. After all, she did not come here to influence or disrupt military practice. She’s just interested in how her people are performing. After all, the future of the Empire depended on them.

 

[Taozi Fuyuan]

Taozi watched the officers be hyper-careful with the small female with mild annoyance. Sighing as they walked away, she grabbed a tourniquet one of her vod held out for her, and began to apply it to the girl's left arm as high up as she could with the armor in the way. The Tal medic that had rolled over the IV pole gently took hold of Felmorante L'lerim 's right arm, scanned for a vein through the skinsuit, and inserted an IV.

First to be injected into Felmorante's bloodstream would be painkillers. Once the entire dose was injected, the Tal medic attached the blood bag to the IV, and watched to make sure the blood began flowing properly. Once Taozi tightened the tourniquet as much as she could, she watched and waited for the blood flow around the piece of shrapnel to slow, before slowly and carefully pulling it straight out of the girl's elbow. From what she could tell, it hadn't hit the artery since the girl wasn't dead yet.

<"How many foolish children will we have to end up dealing with today?">

<"I'll bet at least 7 more.">

<"Are you willing to bet money on that, ner vod?">

<"100 credits.">

Taozi laughed quietly as she finished pulling out the metal, and placed it in the hands of another Tal medic. Chances are it would be at least 7 more, knowing their luck. And the general foolish behavior of soldiers. Sitting down in a stool next to Felmorante, Taozi could here the tapping of Xiao recording Felmonte's name as she reached for the suture kit.

"Yes, I'm a doctor, otherwise I wouldn't be wearing this coat with my name and doctorate embroidered on it. You can refer to me as Doctor Fuyuan, and as for your final question of the day... Too many for you to comprehend."

 

[Felmorante L'lerim]

OKAY MAYBE IT DOES

Equipment: Armored Space Suit over Viper Mk. I Skinsuit
(Saddle Bags on Vehicle)Dark Purple pair of Wrist Dazzlers, 7 Whimsy Knives, 3 Glitter Grenades, 2 Giggle Grenades, 1 Pink Vapor Grenade
Vehicle: Space Motorcycle
Objective: Medic!
Tags: Taozi Fuyuan

She watched the entire process, not wide eyed but paying as much attention as she could without interfering with the process of the scan and following stick. The painkillers made her feel funny, like cotton had covered everything. The blood was a neat thing to watch as it at first slowly filled the line, then seemed an endless stream once it found its final destination.

Given how small she was, there were few flinches up to the point of taking the shrapnel out. It had been a relatively straight piece, and by the force a piece that had a clean edge rather than the typical jagged. A sharp hiss and muscles tightened as the doctor pulled, the arm dangling strangely now without the support, causing the fumbling at the helmet to come to standstill.

"Not used to people, Doctor Fuyuan." She spoke quietly, thoughts dancing behind the green eyes.

"Droids. Always droids. Cold eyes and hands. Always measuring. Chance of survival seventeen percent." A phrase that had burned itself into her mind as she repeated it with a mocking droid tone. The hand fumbled around again, finally finding the button for the tint setting as the dark visor shifted to transparency. There was a smile for the doctor there as she spoke next.

"Means you have saved a lot of people. You do good work." Her eyes drifted back to the space above her, a shudder running through her.

"I'm cold."

 

[Rath Nihro]

Tags: Eleena Salwa WISCOM Arturo Braga Ingrid L'lerim

As much as Rath intended on dealing with two speeders, they were swift in taking it to the skies. With the assist of MFTAS Rath was able to keep visual contact even at long distances. However with the canopy of vibrant green leaves and multiple trees that can easily be used for cover to some extent. Through the use of his helmet, Rath used a Lifeform Scanner in an attempt to keep track of the bikers without constantly looking at them. However they appear to be out of the sensors range. Granted he didn't wave it off that they simply went elsewhere given the speed they were going previously. He could still hear the humming sounds of the bikes, albeit it was distant that Rath couldn't really tell where it was coming from as the forest.

Wasting no more time, Rath begins to sprint after the pair of his remaining squad as he makes an attempt to stick to the trees, basically utilizing cover while moving towards the LZ separate from the main group. Minutes had passed as Rath was roughly halfway to the LZ before sounds of explosion echoed throughout the forest. Sounds that came from the main force's direction which caused an alarm on Rath's part. However the young man kept faith that they could pull through as Rath continued running with his remaining squad towards the LZ. Even if they don't technically survive, they need to be able to assess the situation at the LZ. Of course he put away his launcher to bring out his rifle which Rath thumbed the option to use the sim rounds.

Spoiler: Loadout

• Sk-RS MK. IV Armour
• KC-47 Hybrid Strike Rifle
• KC-95 Ace of Spades
• Training Saber

 

[Eleena Salwa]

Location: OPFOR Base, Jungle World- EE Space
Call Sign: Mermaid Nine
Allies: OPFOR
Enemies: EE Military ( WISCOM Aurelian Sigismund Tristan Evore Rath Nihro Arturo Braga )

“Lexi, keep track of the target. I’m RTB for resupply.” Eleena said as she nodded towards her wing mate, before turning her machine in a chandelle, only to pause when her sensors pinged, registering a hostile contact in the form of a massive gunship, moving on a course towards the drop point.

“Contact, contact! Enemy close air incoming!” The Twi’lek called out on the primary channel with the OPFOR. “One, do I have clearance to engage?”

“Negative! Get back to base, Eleena. If you have a missile left, you may attempt a shot at stand-off range, but do not close in!”

“Copy that! I’ll take the shot and disengage. Nine out.”

A quick, stand-off shot was all she was permitted and it was exactly what the Twi’lek intended to do. Her targeting systems began acquiring a lock on the gunship immediately, the neural interface reading her intentions as she moved to angle her swoop in the rough direction of her target. A split second later, the lock confirmation pinged against her ears and Eleena gave the command to fire, launching her last nano missile at the gunship, before turning her swoop around and activating the ion afterburners. While she knew that a single nano missile would likely do very little against such a large craft, a hit was a hit and Eleena hated going for resupply when she had not fully expended her ordnance.

The next few minutes passed quickly as drove her swoop at full burn towards the OPFOR base, before coming down to land. Immediately, Eleena climbed off as the technicians set to work, with one of them taking off the empty hydro pack on her suit and replacing it with a full one so that she had water to drink. Sweat dripped from her brow as she took her helmet off, only to find that the temperature regulation systems in her suit provided a far more comfortable environment than the hot and moist air of the jungle. In spite of the conditions, Eleena took a seat, resting the muscles in her legs as she waited for the technicians to finish rearming her machine.

Piloting swoops was nothing if not exhausting work.

Her rest was too short, but Eleena did not delay in mounting back up when the technicians gave the signal, sealing her helmet over her lekku as she did before grabbing the vanes. The same technician replaced her hydro pack again, upon noticing that she had already emptied the one he had just given her during the break.

Nevertheless, Eleena was back in the skies only a moment later.

Spoiler: Loadout

• FAE/V-02 “Loralora” - Designation: Queen
  • Modular Weapon Hardpoint (4)
    • BR-3 “Rowdy Rancor” Gatling Blaster - Stun
    • BR-3 “Rowdy Rancor” Gatling Blaster - Stun
    • BR-3 “Rowdy Rancor” Gatling Blaster - Stun
    • BR-3 “Rowdy Rancor” Gatling Blaster - Stun
  • Modular Launcher Hardpoint (2)
    • Universal Nano Missile Launcher
      • Training Missile
    • Universal Nano Missile Launcher
      • Training Missile
  • Pilot Gear
    • FAE/A-03 Repulsor Craft Riding Suit
      • Energy Shield
        • Phase III “Force Avenger” Energy Shield
      • Undersuit
        • UL-14 “Virtus” Class Underlay
    • X-8 Night Sniper

 

[Arturo Braga]

Tags: WISCOM Eleena Salwa Rath Nihro Aurelian Sigismund
Gear: KC-47 Hybrid Strike Rifle, KC-77N Hybrid Pistol, Sk-AR Mk.1 Armor

The thump of the first two charges detonating was enough to shake the leaves from the trees, setting what few birds remained to squawking and scattering. Cries of alarm and annoyance mingled, a string of curses bringing a slight smile to Arturo's face. For dead people, those soldiers sure seemed to talk a lot. When the shooting started, their complaints were forced to the back of his mind. Peeking over the top of the fallen tree he sheltered behind, the contractor added his fire to the rest, letting loose with short, accurate bursts from his rifle. Even when loaded with simulation rounds, the weapon seemed to jump in his hands, press back into his shoulder as if it had a mind of it's own. Aiming at the lead elements of the main force before they could think to scatter, he fired, and kept firing until his magazine ran dry.

Shrinking back into cover, he reloaded, nearly missing the chime as someone requested a link with him. Sim rounds pecked at the fallen tree, ricocheted off as he accepted the connection. "Arturo here." He said, popping up and firing as he talked. "Arturo! How's it going." A familiar voice said, the tone clear and jovial in his ear. It was almost as if he wasn't in the middle of a firefight. "Mayrbek. It's going swimmingly. You?" Arturo envision his fellow contractor shrugging. "It's going. You see that gunship pass by?"

Arturo racked his brains. Caught up in the moment, he didn't really want to delve into his past.

"Think so. Why?"
"Oh, y'know, just asking. Was wondering if you got hit too, but I guess not."
"You got hit?" There was a pause as the man next to him took a round to the helmet. Arturo tried to identify his killer and failed. "How bad?"
"Not too bad. Between the gas and the rotary cannons, we lost... I don't know how many we lost, but the right flank caught the worst of it. We've had to reinforce them with men from the center."

Arturo could only nod at that. He couldn't really recall when exactly the gunship had passed them by -or whether it had fired at them- but it must have been quite recently. Just after the shooting had started, maybe. He nodded again, shifting position, the crackle of return fire growing by the minute. "Right. That all or did you have something else you needed to tell me?" He asked, taking a knee beside Nara as the twi'lek continued to pick off enemies with her sniper.

"They've dropped in troops behind you. Not many, but enough to make your coming back problematic. Good news is their arrival and the gunship's visit woke everyone up. We're putting together a welcoming committee as we speak." Arturo smiled, the concussive thump of two more charges making the mercenary duck instinctively. Salt and Pepp had sure done a good job of wiring the place up. He made a note to commend them later, if they made it back. "And the bad news?"

"The bad news? Oh, right. Bad news is you're probably gonna die on that side of the river and there ain't much we can do about it." He sounded apologetic. As if he was to blame for putting the idea in Arturo's head. It was funny, really. Arturo swore he'd buy the guy a beer sometime. "Thanks for the show of support." He replied, struggling to keep the amusement from his voice. "See you soon, maybe."

Dropping the call, he cast a quick glance down his line. He couldn't make out the entirety of the six squads he'd led across, but he was surprised to find at least four of them still standing. Roughly. Glancing through the trees, he tried to gauge the enemy's response, too. The initial hit had been enough to stop the main force dead. A score of them had fallen victim to the charges and the crossfire. Now, however, they were beginning to get the upper hand. More and more ultranauts had taken to shooting back, and the numbers were beginning to tell. Arturo figured the time had come. He sent out the signal to retreat.

"All right, time to go, people!" He all but shouted over his force's closed channel. He tapped Nara on the shoulder as he made to stand. "Up and at 'em, kid." To his immediate right, another one of his men went down, a half-dozen sim-rounds hitting him square in the chest. Arturo didn't have the time to see to him, mourn his loss. All along the line, his squads had begun to fall back, every man and woman sticking to their training as best they could. Run, turn and shoot, Arturo reminded himself as he ran. Run, turn and shoot.

On the fifth time doing this, he was almost surprised when two sim-rounds struck him simultaneously in the back of his left leg, sending him sprawling in the mud.

 

[Tranquility]

WISCOM | Aurelian Sigismund | Taozi Fuyuan | Eleena Salwa | Shran | Rath Nihro | Arturo Braga | Tristan Evore | Felmorante L'lerim | Ingrid L'lerim

Tranquility – ZU Robotic Overlady

Tranquility had been set loose to assist training and she was already in place. Her ships cloaked and in orbit. It was time to cause chaos and see what happened. Technology was great until it betrayed you. What would these men do when their communications failed. That was the real question. In the words of a robot from the future. ‘ Would you like to play a game?’. She gave a heads up to WISCOM “Please be aware that Zweihander Union’s gift to the War-games has begun. We will begin commencing Electronic warfare per previous arrangements in 3, 2, 1, 0 Commence”

Tranquility’s vessel began operating, She decided to avoid the medical tent, it would be bad if someone died because of this but the electronics would have been fun to toy with. Communications however were jammed. Suddenly the entire area found communications nothing more than the Eternal Empire Anthem. It was more fun that way. Had to be patriotic it was a requirement.

Next the fun part, Sensors were jammed. The men and women would be stuck using their good ole fashion eyes unless they countered her. She so hoped that someone would play Electronic war games with her. However it was the organic’s loss if they didn’t as she might up the ante if they ignore her.

 

[Shran]

The military transport had landed at Firebase Alpha. In the hanger was a small welcoming party, primarily consisting of leadership at the base as well as a few troops. When the doors of the transport opened, a small squad stepped out and stood at attention, saluting as the Overseer stepped off the transport. He gave a nod to the officers standing in front of him. "First things first, I want to be put in touch with my men. Assemble as many in the hanger as you can and broadcast on an encrypted channel to those unable to make it in person."

He didn't have to wait long. The hanger soon housed several pilots, troops and other base staff. Shran assumed a position in front of them, a hologram of him appearing to every pilot or soldier already out in the field. "It has come to my attention that some in the top brass have lost faith in you." The irony here being that Shran himself served in the upper echelons of the top brass. He, however, always felt more of a connection with the men on the ground rather than the suits who sit at a desk all day. It was an opinion he tended not to hide and one that tended to make him popular to the men who served under him and a threat to the officers who served beside him.

"Some of them think that we have become lazy. We are here today to prove that not only are such accusations ludicrous, they are insulting. They insult the very honor of each and every one of you. There is no threat too great for soldiers of the Eternal Empire. No man nor woman here has ever demonstrated anything less than the utmost excellence in their performance. We are the most elite fighting force the galaxy has ever seen and we..." His voice trailed off as one of the aides stepped up and whispered something in his ear. Shran nodded and turned back to his troops. "Report to battle stations and await further orders. I have just been informed that communications just went down."

The lights in the hanger bay dimmed and turned red as an alarm began to sound. Everything erupted into a chilling display of organized chaos. Everyone knew where to go and what they were doing. To a civilian, this would've looked like an accident waiting to happen. To Shran, he knew they were ready. He couldn't help but smile a bit to himself as he walked with the officers to the command center.

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Tags: WISCOM Aurelian Sigismund Tranquility Ingrid L'lerim

 

[WISCOM]

Wiscom noted the cyber warfare going on meaning coms traffic was screwed before. Hoping that the troops were smart enough to switch to hardline communication.

Back at the riverbed

Multiple groups of soldiers made use of the faultering lines from the aircraft attack and began making a encircling pincer attack hitting enemy forces stuck in between the temp lz and the treeline. "This is squad sidewinder we've managed to flank the enemy forces and got a better view on enemy swoop positions sending it now." The soldier on the coms said before getting smack upside the head by another trooper as he exclaimed "coms are down greenblood, switch to hardcoms and read it off."

Firebase alpha
With communication down at the firebase and everyone scrambling to get to their stations a few smoke explosions indicating a attack a soldier exclaimed to shran "sir east and west gate are under attack hostiles unknown moving fast possibly the EE brand biodroids."

 

[Rath Nihro]

Tags: Eleena Salwa WISCOM Arturo Braga Ingrid L'lerim

The trip went mostly uneventful as Rath followed the tracks that his two squadmates had left behind. That was something Rath meant to bring up next time, but when they're rushing it couldn't really be helped in this situation. Regardless, both communications and even sensors went down as the cyber warfare waged on. That was a bit problematic, but Rath settled in using his own pair of eyes through the helmet. Not to mention they already had a destination with direction so it wasn't like his squad was horribly lost without communications.

However, as they were approaching the riverbed, or rather it was within view, things drastically change for the worse. A large shadow dropped from above as it landed on one of the soldiers. There was a yelp in astonishment and it quickly turned into cries of pain as a furry beast was tearing through the armor and into the flesh underneath. Rath was a bit too far aware to use the Force to pull the white-grey striped beast off, so he thumbed his rifle and pulled the trigger three times. Three bolts of stunning electricity sail through the air as two bolts struck the creature while the third struck the tree behind it. The muscles spasmed as it reacts to the violent currents of electricity. Causing it to pause in it's ravenous pounce on the prey as the second soldier sprayed several sim rounds at the beast. Unfortunately the only thing the sim rounds appeared to be doing was pissing it off as it looks up with several eyes and a wide mouth filled with gore and incredibly sharp teeth. It was then that Rath recognized that this creature was in fact, a nexu, and the said nexu leaps at the standing man as he instinctively placed his rifle horizontal in it's mouth which took every strength he had to keep the thing from biting. However that didn't stop the sharp claws from digging into his ribs.

Rath seriously hoped this nexu wasn't somebody's pet, because he was certain that the nexu will die by Rath's hand. The young man swiftly approached as he fired multiple shots of electricity at the nexu's body.

"Ferek… Private Hawk, are you still breathing?" Rath questioned the soldier that had gotten pounced on, yet the guy was still motionless on the ground. There was a deep anger, primal even, that swelled within his mind. He channeled the hatred by firing all of the rounds into the nexu as it had chomped through the rifle and through the man's hands. There was only a brief yelp before it was silenced while the nexu bit down on the man's head followed by a sickening crunch.

For a moment Rath paused as his mind replayed a familiar scene, a different time, different place, but the situation was eeriely similar. Rath refused to let that happen again yet it did and now two of his squadmates were dead. Or at least one was definitely dead. Rath allowed his anger to swell before he stretched out his hand as a bolt of lightning erupts from his hand to violently strike the nexu with a thunderous sound. The intense shock threw the beast off as it yelped in astonishment, yet it was now looking at Rath like he was another prey. Frankly that was perhaps the first time Rath successfully pulled off that ability, but he felt his hand tingling and overstimulated. Like thousands of tiny needles was continuously poking his hand. The young man dropped his rifle as the nexu began charging after Rath, and with a stretch of his other hand. The nexu leapt towards the darksider before it suddenly stops in midair. It flailed wildly in vain before it went stiff. As if two invisible hands had grasped it's limbs, and with a violent pull of the Force. All four limbs of the nexu was violently separated from it's body before the nexu drops heavily to ground in front of Rath's feet.

Rath stared down at the nexu through his helmet that hide the corruption within his eyes, yet they burned with hatred as the beast was still somehow alive. With a practiced motion, Rath drew his ace of spades, turned the stun to lethal, and fired two very audible blasterfire into the nexu's head. Afterwards, Rath would sigh before stowing his pistol back into his thigh holster. He checked the first soldier that laid down on the ground, but unfortunately the poor guy bled out from a large chunk ripped out from between the shoulder and neck. A sigh escaped from Rath's lips as looked back at the other guy, and least to say both suffered fatal wounds and they were unfortunately too far away to reach a doctor in a very short period of time.

Rath checked the coms on his Omnilink to test if it was still down or not. Turns out that it was still down. Even so, Rath took one of the particular smoke grenades and set off a column of purple smoke. It was just a training exercise, so it wasn't even supposed to be a lethal case. He figured that he would sit tight for a little bit until someone with an aircraft came. Rath took a seat on the ground with his back against the trunk of a tree. Unfortunately, that wasn't the end of this experience. As Rath was sitting down, from the corner of his helmet was a fleeting shadow amongst the distant trees. Barely a second later was a charging white-grey striped nexu that sharply turned around a large tree and was making a straight line for Rath. The young man manipulated the Force to jump straight high above ground as the nexu latched itself on the tree where Rath originally was.

Fighting another nexu wasn't the only problem for his left hand still felt numb. The young soldier kicked against the trunk to leap from his tree to the next. Which he flips his body to gracefully land on a thick branch. Grimacing, Rath drew out his training saber that was actually the form of an electroblade. The cylindrical blade hummed with electricity as the nexu jumped onto his new tree and even began climbing up at an alarming speed. He took a deep breath before a lot of pressure was pushed down on the branch to the point of breaking said branch from the trunk. Both Rath and the tree branch swiftly descended which smacked against the nexu as it climbed halfway. It howled as the impact caused the branch to tilt in a manner that Rath had to leap away from the branch. With a flip and a twirl, including a combination of Gravity Belt and the Force to cushion the fall Rath landed a bit rough as he was forced down to his knees.

There was a jarring sensation that traveled from his legs up along his spine. Yet that was hardly the most worrisome as the nexu basically crashed on the jungle floor with the thick branch dangerously close to it as well. Rath honestly hoped that it would land on the nexu, but so much for that as the nexu was just as stunned from the impact as Rath was. If not more so as the nexu didn't have anything to cushion it's fall. As Rath was getting up to his feet, he dropped the blade and drew out his ace of spades in a single motion before firing three blaster bolts into the nexu's body. All three bolts hit the target's back at the chest area, and it's life quickly faded away as it grew limp. By the end of it, Rath thumbed his ace of spades to stun.

Spoiler: Loadout

• Sk-RS MK. IV Armour
• KC-47 Hybrid Strike Rifle
• KC-95 Ace of Spades
• Training Saber

 

[Eleena Salwa]

Location: Riverbed, Jungle World - EE Space
Call Sign: Mermaid Nine
Allies: OPFOR
Enemies: EE Military ( WISCOM Aurelian Sigismund Tristan Evore Rath Nihro Arturo Braga )

Eleena pushed her swoop at full burn on her way back to the river bed, the powerful twin turbo ion jet engines vibrating between her thighs as she did. All the while, it took her only a few moments to notice the distinct sound of silence in her ears, an odd thing given the normal chaos of the battlefield, even in the context of a training exercise. As such, Eleena quickly reset her communications, only to receive the indication that they were being jammed from a powerful source.

A frustrated grunt left her lips, but the onboard droid brains acted immediately to make up the difference, activating the point to point laser communication system while recalibrating her sensors so that the Twi’lek could maintain a degree of awareness in spite of the persistent jamming.

“Lexi, Mermaid Three, come in.” Eleena said, transmitting via comm laser as her eyes went wide with anticipation. “Mermaid Three, come in.” She repeated, a frown manifesting across her pale features after another pause. “Mermaid T-”

“Queen!” The Zeltron’s high-pitched timbre echoed over the point to point channel, which would have made Eleena sigh in relief had she not been able to tell that something was very, very wrong. “Sensors are jammed, but I’m picking up readings on the ground, the target’s lifeform signatures are showing up as black. It might be false positives but the readings are too consistent and I circled over the area and saw...”

Eleena said nothing.

“I think t-two of the targets are dead. It m-might have been a live fire accident but I can’t say for sure. Can you get in contact with anyone, Queen?”

"I'm sending a message across the emergency medical channels for assistance and to let WISCOM know of the situation." Eleena paused.

"I think the war games are finished."

Spoiler: Loadout

• FAE/V-02 “Loralora” - Designation: Queen
  • Modular Weapon Hardpoint (4)
    • BR-3 “Rowdy Rancor” Gatling Blaster - Stun
    • BR-3 “Rowdy Rancor” Gatling Blaster - Stun
    • BR-3 “Rowdy Rancor” Gatling Blaster - Stun
    • BR-3 “Rowdy Rancor” Gatling Blaster - Stun
  • Modular Launcher Hardpoint (2)
    • Universal Nano Missile Launcher
      • Training Missile
    • Universal Nano Missile Launcher
      • Training Missile
  • Pilot Gear
    • FAE/A-03 Repulsor Craft Riding Suit
      • Energy Shield
        • Phase III “Force Avenger” Energy Shield
      • Undersuit
        • UL-14 “Virtus” Class Underlay
    • X-8 Night Sniper

 

[WISCOM]

While wizcom was trying to get a message to turn the Electronic warfare Wizcom officals on both sides were scrambling to stop the fighting and get medical to the two soldiers on the feild unknown if either were still alive Both opfour and bluefour bases were playing their emergency sirens on the intercoms loud enough for alpha base and all forces to be made aware on the feild.

"This is not a drill wargames have ended due to possible death and serious wounded on the feild requesting imideate stop and assistence to get the wounded out of there!" the message would remain on repeat

Back at the riverbed

any shuttles would be trying to run laser comunications to hardwried coms to find the locations of the wounded due to the electronic warfare totally messing up the tracking and gps of the pilots. out of the two soldiers one still was with the living if but for a moment as he called out for Rath Nihro as he lay there bleeding from his injurys coughing and weezing. all he could do was keep apoligizing for being sloppy and that he didnt want to die. however by the time any forces were able to get him the proper help the recruit would pass on from his injuries in the presence to those close to them.