Mech Tactics: Operation Svaboda

[shadowmadnezz]

(( Okay i finally found sum time 2 put this bad boy in motion, sorry for the wait. Remember the RP Rules n all that crap. Keep posts detailed; no 1 line spams. Use sum detail. don't gotta be writin' novels, but everyone shud be able 2 pop out a nice paragraph or 2 lol.

 

YES There is PvP in this RP. But lets not try n kill each other lmao. Retreat, Eject, all that good stuff plz. Be fair, realistic etc.. If the battle is lost its lost don't be suicidal if u see the odds are against u ya kno?

 

Players in Russian Federation start in Ruined St. Petersburg Base.

 

United Nation forces will begin by escorting a heavily armed convoy of Mech's heading Towards St. Petersburg

 

NCR and Mercenaries start in the outskirts of St. Petersburg

 

Im the Game Master, Dungeon Master.. GM DM what ever you wanna call it lol. Follow my lead and we can dance without any problems. oh yeah have fun :rolleyes:

 

And now ur feature presentation.. ))

 

October 30th, 2073

 

Time: 7:34 pm

 

Location: Russian City of St. Petersburg

 

For years, The New Chinese Republic had been battling to gain a foothold, a permanent presence in Russia. But with each mighty push forward, the Russian Federation had always held its ground with an iron fist - Until Operation Reckless Fire was set into effect.

 

Approximately 34 minutes earlier, at exactly 7:00pm, 12 stealth Chinese bombers rained napalm fire upon the historic city. Fueled for only one purpose, to completely level the city with the flames. For thirty minutes, businesses, homes, apartment complexes and even schools were set ablaze. Even the Russian Military bases protecting the city were reduced to ruins; completely unaware of the sadistic surprise attack. St. Petersburg, was one of many Russian Cities to suffer the same fate. Thousands, if not millions were killed within that short amount of time.

 

Operation Reckless Fire was General Khai Zhou's brain child. He gave the order, and made sure the deed was done. For the past 34 minutes he watched from the outskirts of St. Petersburg, from his Mech - The Kamikaze's cockpit screen. He viewed the burning city with an intense stare, and activated his communication link as soon as he got a call from the Stealth Bombers.

 

"Mission is a success." The Bomber Pilot Said. General Khai smirked, then shut off the comlink.

 

"They always are." Khai said to himself. He simply watched the flames consuming the city continue to burn, as another mech approached his side. It was a Chinese, Triad Model Mech, much similar to his own but donned less armor plating.

 

"What's next General?" The Triad pilot radioed.

 

"We attack. The Russian Forces are in dis-array all across whats left of their nation."

 

"But sir. The United Nations have a heavy strike force heading our-"

 

"We attack now. the Mercenaries?" Khai commanded.

 

"Standing by sir."

 

Khai grinned, then cursed in a heavy Mandarin dialect. He then activated his comlink to communicate to the Mercenaries.

 

"To the Mercenaries working under The New Chinese Republic. Your service to our grand cause is greatly appreciated. Now it is time to get your hands dirty. I need you to lead a squadrom of mechs Into St. Petersburg. There's a military instillation that took heavy fire but is still standing. I want it destroyed. As you can see... you will have little resistance. Are you ready to earn your pay?"

[CommanderCrazy]

"Are you ready to earn your pay?" came Khai's voice over the CommLink.

"F*ck yeah* Gunman said to himself, flicking off the link.

The droning whirr of the Leg motors started, His Mech moving at half speed. "Radar online" the smooth talking Radar Operator said. "3 contacts, Bearing 011. Moving away"

Gunman flicked a few switches, "Primary Systems Engaged, Activating Combat mode" said the Computer. "Salvo on 3 Heavy class 4" was all his computer got out as the mech was hit by a temporary EMP blast.

 

20 seconds later, Gunman's mech was online & moving, firing at the 12 Russian Federation tanks charging toward him. "THEY"RE EVERYWHERE!" shouted his Radar operator

"CANT HOLD 'EM!" called his wingman, his mech going down. Then Gunman entered a state of calm..... Then sadness..... Then pure rage.

He spun the mech around, missiles flying everywhere & the laser slicing the tanks in two.

 

Explosions.

Rockets.

Fire.

 

Gunman's mech was severely damaged, the Critical Warning light flashing, He charged the remaining Tanks that had decided to Retreat, seeing their Comrades killed. They were crushed under the feet of the mech.

It had seemed that Gunman had survived another firefight, Until the mech shutdown on him, The engines overheating due to a coolant leak. A Russian Federation soldier, who got in through the blasted open cockpit, put his gun against Gunman's head.

"Drop it" the radar operator said & he was shot in the knee. He dropped like a stone, the distraction was all Gunman needed.

He Crashtackled the soldier, pinning him to the ground & stole his gun. The soldiers yell was cut short.............

 

 

((Not bad Eh?))

[clockout1]

"That's our cue boys!" Storm said over the radio to his company.

 

"Bout damn time!" A mercenary replied.

 

Storm almost slammed the movement lever forward, causing the mech's legs to begin moving, slowly at first, then gaining speed. The five other mech's under Storm's command followed suit.

 

Suddenly, a missile collided with the ground a few meters from Storm, causing his mech to recoil to the side.

 

"They've got missiles! We gotta charge or they're gonna blow us up! GO GO GO!" Storm yelled.

 

All six mechs began charging forward at a breakneck pace. Storm noticed an enemy vehicle on the horizon, missiles streaking to the sky.

 

Over the radio Storm commented "First contact! Enemy vehicle about a hundred meters to the northeast! Open fire!"

 

Bullets exploded from the mercenaries ' mechs, causing dirt and shards of metal to shear away from the target. A huge explosion marked the destruction of the vehicle and death of the pilot.

 

"Target down." A mercenary commented.

 

"Don't stop!" Storm yelled, "We're not there yet!"

 

The mechs all continued at their almost suicidal pace, as Storm added "ETA five minutes to St. Petersburg. Stay on high alert."

 

Storm switched on his radar as he leaned back in his seat, trusting his radar and comrades to detect any hostiles.

[Zephyr2011]

The Wraith watched from the silent SR-71 that circled St. Petersburg. He laughed, "So General Zhou has had a bit of a break through." His voice was cold and uncaring. "Execute protocol Rho vector 18" Zephyr said into the microphone at the end of his ear piece. The RADAR jamming devices inside his jacket kicked into gear, not that the plane needed them given it was already nearly invisible when it was first built in the 1970s by the US military let alone now that the mercenary had obtained it and further increased its stealth capabilities.

 

The Precursor was his flagship as he called it. It was outfitted to hold a dozen men in as much style as a 5 star hotel and had an increased fuel capacity to stay aloft for nearly a month on conventional fuel of course they used high efficiency, and experimental Epsilon complex fuel and the Blackbird flew for nearly a year without touching down for refueling. The plane was a masterpiece of Cold War technology married with the innovations of the recent years. Nearly undetectable on it's own and capable of flying at supersonic speeds the modified SR-71 was the perfect vessel for a mercenary who wished to travel the globe undetected.

 

Zephyr decided that with RADAR out there would be some minor confusion but to emphasize his arrival and hopefully provide a momentary cease-fire and deliver his offer he signalled the crew in the bomb-bay. At the technicians thumbs-up, "Do it." Wraith said to his pilot and the bomb-bay was sealed off, the doors opened wide and the large black bomb screeched through the air for a few seconds before the time expired then suddenly it exploded in a great roar of fire above the city. "That'll get their attention" Zephyr chuckled to himself.

 

He pressed a finger to his ear-piece and whispered a few sequences to it. A series of low tones were emitted and then a louder 'BEEP' was heard signifying success. "Greetings General. Such lovely fireworks don't you think?" Zephyr said over his newly established link. The ear-piece disguised his voice from it's usual tones to a raspy reptilian tone that was his trademark to all with whom he did business but he had as of yet, never spoken with Zhou.

[CommanderCrazy]

Gunman rose from the dead Soldier wiping blood off his face. The cold was biting into him, as he was only wearing a simple trenchcoat.

He rushed into the mech to check on the Radar Operator, who hadnt ever been shot before today. Gunman expected it to be bad.

 

"You alright?" Gunman called into the Cockpit. No response.

He walked further in and noticed the operator, lying face down, knocked out from the shock.

Gunman quickly bandaged him up using a simple First Aid kit on the back of the pilots seat & strapped him into the radar operators seat. The operator was still knocked out.

 

Gunman put on a Down coat, and ran to fix the coolant hoses & engine. It took half an hour for the complete fix. "Not bad if I do say so Myself" Gunman said aloud.

He climbed back into the cockpit & restarted the mech. "Subroutine 7 not engaged" his computer called, 2 switches coming to life on the left panel marked 'Bypass' & 'Shutdown'

Gunman flicked 'Bypass' and the mech started moving. He pressed the Master Warning button & the Critical Warning light stopped being so annoying.

He saw other Mercs in St. Petersburg itself, saying to himself "At least they have some luck".

 

Gunman flicked on the CommLink & tuned into Khai Zhou.

"This is HMX-111 to Khai Zhou, We have suffered Critical Damage and must RTB at this time. We have dangerously low coolant levels & cannot travel very fast at all. Requesting Big Mother for Pickup."

 

"Khai Zhou, Please Respond."

 

A massive explosion rattled his mech.

"Caution, Active Radiation Detected" Screamed the Computer.

The Commlink was immediately shutdown & his mech initiated Emergency Nuclear procedure. The Cockpit windows were replaced with 8 inch thick Miranium ((Mire-Anium, very strong, not real.)) plates & the Radiation Fans were initiated........

[clockout1]

As Storm was relaxing in his mech, a huge explosion almost blew his mech over, along with the others. He pressed the button labeled ANALYZE an listened closely as a mechanized voice relayed the info-

 

"WARNING: Nuclear radiation detected. RECOMMENDED COURSE OF ACTION: Activate radition and air filters, proceed with caution. DAMAGED COMPONENTS: Long range comms currently down. Switching to local."

 

"What the f*ck was that!" A mercenary screamed over the local comm.

"It doesn't matter!" Storm replied, "we still have a job to do! Just slow down the mechs and proceed with caution."

 

Storm's squad suddenly lurched to a near stop and continued at a much more cautious rate.

 

"No sign of movement. It's too damn quiet." A mercenary commented.

"Keep it together, we're approaching the city limits. Activate the radar jammers."

 

The mechs calmly and quietly entered the city, which appeared to be in perfect condition despite the fact ninety-percent of the citizen population had been evacuated.

 

"Hang on, I've got movement. Down the street. I see... three mechs. Whadda we do?"

Storm replied, just as quietly, "Don't fire. They haven't seen us. Jones, paint 'em the IFMGS." (In Flight Missile Guidance System)

"Roger that. Firing."

 

A small iridescent beam hit the patroling Russian mechs, and they showed no sign of detection. Hopefully the long range missile operators would pick it up. Storm and his squad heard the sound of missiles being fired in the distance, and saw the black trail of smoke. A few moments later, they suddenly flew off course, blowing up in a burst of scattered explosions. That got the enemies' attention.

 

"Damn bomb screwed up the guidance system. We're gonna have to do it ourselves. Fire in three...two...one...NOW!"

[Zephyr2011]

The Precursor's communication system was recieving all the transmissions in the area. The Wraith had a wicked smile on his face as he heard of the chaos his little toy had created. He turned off the microphone on his earpiece as he used the ship's communication system. His serpentine synthesized voice echoed throughout St. Petersburg over mech intercoms and civilian radios alike, "Hahaha. You have to Radioactive Isotopes. Tell me, did you enjoy my little present? Ahahahahahaha!" He laughed malevelantly.

 

Through the Blackbird's windows he could survey the havoc below. The city was in shambles, napalm still burned within the venerable old city the Russians and Chinese fighting in between the remaining buildings like rats. Most of the mechs had stopped and were in disarray, their emergency radiation protocols in effect. The air bomb that Zephyr had had dropped consisted of a large number of naturally radiactive materials and no small amount of petrol and other highly combustable materials. The bomb was designed to be detonated in the air the flames were usually only percieved as "shock and awe" but their true purpose was that the explosion sent the isotopes scattering all over the area and combined with the wind, would carry the radiation in a rough circle with a diameteer of five miles within ten minutes. It was perfect for stopping mechs not because it destroyed them but they were typically useless with their fallout protections in place or damn close to it.

[antonkr]

Anton was looking over the horizon. From the base on the hill top Saints Petersburg looked charming. He looked at the Senior Lieutenant and asked quietly "Got a cigarette?"

Senior Lieutenant looked at him with an annoyed face and said: "We hadn't had cigarettes in 3 days already, and this is the third time you asked me. Anton shook his head, and remained silent. "I can't believe those bastards attacked Saint's Petersburg and not Moscow. According to what command said, spies learned that they were going on Moscow, and Saint's Petersburg isn't having many mechs to defend itself because those idiots sent 'em all to protect Moscow. said Senior Lieutenant with anger. Anton replied:"Try to contact Moscow again." "Roger that" replied Senior Lieutenant, as he climbed onto his mech. "Moscow, Moscow, this is Senior Lieutenant Garchev, from 2nd Mech Devision.Saint's Petersburg's base is destroyed I repeat Saint's Petersburg base is destroyed. Enemy is trying to reach the city. We don't know, how many Mechs or Infantry there is, but we know for sure there isn't any helos or fighters. We need reinforcement asap." "No response huh? Looks like the Chinese are somehow blocking all the coms. Do you think they got to that old airport. I heard that there were some old fighters there"...

 

PS: Yes I know there is actually Chinese aircraft but they thought that the damage was done using artillery because they were asleep on the time of bombing.

[shadowmadnezz]

Hearing the ghastly whisper like voice of The Wraith. He watched on his view screen, bringing up his radar to try and locate him. Finding nothing, but blips indicating his own men, he activated the Comlink after clearing his throat.

 

"Wraith.. It's good to have you on board. I'm bring in a small unit to clean up what ever the Mercenary's on the ground leave behind for me. Keep your eyes open for any Russian units if there are any left around the city. What's your current status?" General Khai asked The Wraith.

 

4 Triad class mechs made their way to from the dark cover of the trees behind Khai Zhous mech. He wasn't alerted by them, after spotting him on his raider as friendly units. He rotated The Kamikaze to the side, and began to head it forward, slowly into the city. The Triad Mechs followed slowly behind, crushing the ground below with each step. From the corner of his view screen, Khai noticed an approaching light. He halted the team of chinese mechs, and readied the mechs gun in the direction of the lights.

 

"Stay back boys..." Khai said to put his men at ease. The Kamikaze hulked its way towards the lights, and beamed its own spot light down at the unidentified objects. They were in view, it was made out to be a back water street, leading out of the city saint Petersburg. Civilians most likely, they were able to make it out of the city with their lives intact. some of the cars stopped on the side of the road, and looked out of their charred cars when they were in view of the Kamikaze's massive stature. Khai order his Men to approach, and the Mechs slowly crushed their way towards the road.

 

"Kill them all. I don't want anyone alerting anyone else about this city." General Zhou said. One of the Mechs backed away. the pilot regretted joining the Kamikaze Khai's Black Dynasty Mech Division. He knew of Khai's brutal leadership, but the pilots family was ill, and He needed the pay. all who worked for General Zhou made the most in the entire NCR. But the man had enough blood on his hands. He hesitantly raised the radio to his mouth and said,

 

"Sir... I can't Do it."

 

"Thats an order Qaun Lee." General Zhou said menacingly.

 

"But sir! they're not combatants!" Quan Lee radioed to the General from his mech. Khai didn't say anything, seeing only the disregard of a direct order. The Kamikaze turned to the Lowly Triad Mech, and unleashed a barrage of earth shaking auto cannon rounds from the Gatling gun attached to its chest. The Triad lit up with bullets and sparks. The Kamikaze dashed toward the damaged Triad with its energy blade charged, and gave it a hefty slash across its midsection. General Zhou quickly maneuvered the Kamikaze to dash away, escaping the blast as the Triad exploded. Zhou smirked, and activated his communication's to the remaining Triad Mechs.

 

"Any one else going to dis obey my command?" Khai questioned calmly over the comlink. The other mechs stepped ahead of the Kamikaze, and began to open fire on the escaping cars. While Khai watched on, he vaigly made out a distress signal. He activated the signal, realizing it was from the Mercenary Gunman. He listened to the static filled distress signal, then shut it off before it completed. He gave out a sigh of relief, then looked over to his men carrying out his vile order.

 

"One less Mercenary to pay.." Khai Zhou said to himself as he watched the genocide ensue.

[CommanderCrazy]

"Khai Zhou, Please respond!" Gunman said, getting nothing but hash in response.

"Khai Zhou, Help me you male without a father!" he yelled furiously, "I have wounded!"

He decided to override the Radiation Protocol & take his chances. The Radar operator stirred "Awake?" Gunman said to him.

"No, I havent felt a worse pain in my life....." Was the groggy response.

"Dont move, the bullet's still in." Gunman said to him. "But dont worry, you'll get over it"

 

 

Gunman threw the damaged mech into gear & said "F*ck the NCR" and set a course for the Russian Federation base.

When he was closer, he tuned the Commlink into the base. "This is EX. NCR mech, name: HMX111, Im looking for work.

Barstard Zhou left me for almost dead, so I'm gonna kick his arse. Patch me your General would ya?"

 

The bases guns trained on him. "Oh sh*t" said the Radar Operator

The Commlink was still on, Now a battle hardened, Russian looking man could be seen on it.

"Fire" said the man, looking at a few consoles with operators posted at them.

 

"Damn, damn, damn!" said Gunman, He turned up the Commlink's volume, "DO NOT FIRE, REPEAT, DO... NOT... FIRE, I have wounded on board" he said, shooting a fearful glance at the radio operator, who grimaced with pain.

 

"Fine, Wait where you are and stand by for Detainment." said the Russian, who switched off his end of the Commlink.