Mech Tactics: Operation Svaboda

[NStigma]

Rob hadn't ever liked smoke diving, because most of the D.A.R.T pilot's don't survive it. So no wonder he didnt feel very well during his dive.

"Damn this smoke is thick", Flame said.

"Guys... We have been diving quite long don't you think tha- OH CRAP!", Jess as the only woman in Rob's team sweared for a bit. She yelled:

"Brake guys! You're almost hitting to the ground!"

"Wha- oooooh... This ain't good...", Everwood said. Suddenly Rob saw the ground. He pulled the brake stick as hard as he could. Hes mech stopped just before hitting to the ground.

"Everybody OK? No bones broken?" He said to his mic.

"Jess OK..."

"Flame doing fine"

"I... I'm Ok, but my camera is a bit stuck... Can you people tell whats going on?" Commander said. Rob looked around.

"We're fighting at the petersburgh?"

"WHAT?! Oh sh**. I'll try to get up people

"Wait! You hitted to the ground? Jess asked

"Yes"

"Great", Flame said and flew to the commander.

"Heeeere we go", he said and pulled commander up.

"Ready your weapons people", commander said.

"Ehm... I would recommend fixing your arm commander", Rob smiled for himself.

"What?", commander looked his mechs statics,

"Great... Flame come with me, you shall be my bodyguard. Jess and Air, you know the thrill. Now... Eeeh... How do you say it?

"Let's rock'n'roll?"

"It'll do... Now let's rock'n'roll!"

[antonkr]

Anton was smoking his cigar on top of his mech. He wasn't afraid of death, but he was sure afraid of NCR winning. He was thinking that if he would get out, he would just go onto the NCR territory without anyone and destroy as many bases and mechs as he can. He looked at his clock and thought: Damn, how did they fit so many things in here. Altitude, coordinates, radiation meter, and even emergency radio. He didn't know why he was thinking about it. He just had nothing to think about.

[Zephyr2011]

A warning light flashed on the console of The Precursor and the pilot turned to Zephyr, "Sir it appears the UAV above St. Petersburg is malfunctioning your orders?"

 

"Damn." The Wraith swore, "Drop me at the airbase as planned I'll take one of the Raptors and return to St. Petersburg myself." The pilot nodded and exchanged intermittent transmissions with an air controller at the planned drop off point.

 

The great black plane slowed and began to descend. The landing gear moving into place as it neared an airstrip in the remote reaches of the Australian outback. No sooner had his great flagship landed did Zephyr leap from it to the tarmack. He quicklly jumped into the waiting fighter jet and donned his oxygen mask. Wtihin minutes he took off with a deafening screech from the supersonic engines flying towards St. Petersburg.

[clockout1]

(First off, sorry about the huge delay. Been really busy lately)

 

"Your english is fine Zhou. Once again, WE! ARE! PULLING! BA-" Storm was interrupted as he heard chaingun fire on his left side. Turning, and cursing profusely, he saw two mechs bearing NCR markings firing at him.

 

"Goddam it..." Storm muttered under his breath. "Gentleman, it seems we are out of allies. Open fire, and leave no survivors."

 

Tons of bullets and shrapnel were screaming through the air, which would have killed everyone had they not been in mechs. Storm suddenly remembered his explosive ammunition, and that coupled with the power of sheer numbers destroyed the two mechs.

 

"That's it. We're done. C'mon, let's get outta here before Zhou sends the rest of his force." Spinning on their mechanical heels, the five mechs in Storm's squad began moving east, away from the main battlezone. After a few minutes of this, tons of bleeps filled the radar, as Storm looked into the woods and could barely make out camouflaged mechs.

 

"Identify yourself! NOW!" A voice came over the radio. Storm replied, "We are outcasts from the NCR, and they're probably still chasing us down. I have a wounded man here; can you get me help?"

 

"I think I'll be doing the talking. I want all of you out of the mechs immediately! We'll move 'em, but only when we know you're not spies!"

 

Complying with the voice's requests, Storm and his squad exited their mechs, only to be ushered away by men they had not noticed before.

[shadowmadnezz]

Zhou was furious. He immaturely shut down the comlink with Zephyr then contacted NCR intelligence.

 

"General Zhou, what is it you need sir?" One of the operatives asked from the other end of the comlink.

 

"The Wraith.. everything you have on this spy - I want."

 

"The Wraith is a ghost sir.." The operative laughed. " Why they call em the Wraith. Dead to the world"

 

"Well resurrect him! I want him found." Zhou said angrily

 

"Not even sure whether or not its a man or woman. But didn't the higher ups want The Wraith on the pay roll? Why the sudden interest in his whereabouts?"

 

"We don't need the assistance of spies who don't know their place.." Zhou Commented.

"Find out what you know, then get back to me. Kamikaze out."

 

Zhou He halted his mech, n with that the small squad following behind him slowed down. Looking into St. Petersburg, he could see that the flames were beginning to diminish, but many of the buildings were still set ablaze. The Kamikaze slowly cruised pass the destruction, then pointed in the direction of an adjacent street.

 

"Patrol the town, Find the Russian base and send word to me when Its found. We'll all attack at full strength before the UN gets here." Zhou ordered the triad mechs, and they sluggishly moved in the direction.

[Zephyr2011]

The Wraith laughed sinisterly over the comlink. He had hijacked the NCR frequency "A general you underestimate me and you WILL regret this."

 

"Time to rebuild a bridge wonder if he remembers me..." He said to himself.

 

"White Dog its been awhile." His eerie voice crackled with cordiality over the Russian comunicae.

 

OOT: Forgive the uncharacteridtically short post im making do with my iPod atm.

[NStigma]

Ahh great... half an hour of writing and then my internet fails... Here's a different version.

 

"Jess, you see anything?"

"No... Seems like Wire hitted the ground quite hard"

"Yeah... And if he didnt make it... Well we are going to find big pile of hi-tech junk. Aint that great?"

"C'mon Rob

"You're the only one in this team of ours who calls me Rob... Why?"

"Well all of you guys call me Jess. So why can't I-..."

Robs radar showed readings from Wire's mech.

"I found him!"

"What? Great! Let's get him to Angel"

"Okey dokey"

Rob landed next to former D.A.R.T mech. Jess landed soon after Rob.

"Oh, damn Wire. You don't look so good"

Wire's mech was burned and it had lost it's whole right side.

"Ahg... Is it... Is it you Air?" voice said from the mech.

"Wire? Can you hear me? Don't worry well get Angel to fix you", Rob said

"Yeah, and pigs will fly"

"Come on, man"

"You neeed me at thi- GAH!... This mission!" Rob kneeled next to Wire and activated his radio.

"Angel, Wire is badly damaged. Can you come and get him?"

"No worries, I'll come"

"AIR! JESS! There's a real war going at the city! We need you two! Get the h*** here!, Flame yelled through the radio.

"Oh, great. Don't worry Wire, Angel will be here soon. I'll mark your cordinates to him. Jess! Let's get going!"

Rob sent Wire's cordinates to Angel and jumped to sky. Jess followed him after a few seconds.

[antonkr]

Anton received Sidrowich's transmission. He noticed that there was a delay on it. Gosh, he says. This can't be good. "Strogg do you copy? Radio comm is not going to be very good for us. Right now go to 512012, 125671 Area 31. I repeat 512012, 125671 Area 31. Anton had nothing better to do now but to run through instruments and see what is working and what is not.

[Zephyr2011]

"Hmmm either the male without a father's ignoring me or the blasted radio is on the fritz. Stupid WWII fighters cheap and low security but their a female dog when anything needs done." The wraith said to himself. After reflection he decided not to bother with raising Anton on the com.

 

The ancient plane slammed into the Chinese lines in a great tempest of flames. "I hope that scratched Zhous fancy ass mech and killed a lot of those damned communists." Zephy muttered under his breath as he walked towards the Russian command post. The parachute was twenty feet behind him laying on the ground.

[NStigma]

Explosions, gunfire and voices of mechs fighting against eachother filled the air below Rob. He quickly checked that Jess was still flying behind him. Jess raised her mechs arm, like she would be saying 'hi'.

"Aww, crap you two! We're dying over here! Can't you come more quicklier?", Flames voices said through the radio.

"May I ask where is this 'HERE'?!"

"It's some sort of museum I think. Hell, if you won't come here NOW it's the end of our rescue mission"

"And why I don't still even know what we are rescuing here?"

"Don't know, don't care"

"Great. Oh, I can see your signal. JESS! They are below us!"

"Finally. Let's go", Jess said

Jess and Rob turned their course down. Everything Rob saw was explosions around him, during diving down to the museum. Suddenly something reminding ground started showing trhough the smoke and explosions.

"I wonder how they got artillery to Petersburg this quick", Jess asked

"What do you mean?"

"I mean they ARE attacking. Not defending. How did they get artillery so quick here"

"No idea. Only few meters before braking"

 

"Flame, were on the roof. We need a way down"

"No worries, I'll handle it"

Rob jumped to the air and started floating around. Usually Flame's doors were quite... Flamy. First the roof below Rob shaked a bit. Then a bit more. Then a huge explosion ripped a big part of the roof down.

"Is that good?"

"Well you could have shooted a missile straight to my face instead"

"Ha ha ha. VERY funny Air"

"I know"

Rob jumped to the hole below him. First thing he saw was about ten to fifteen merc mechs turning around to him.

"Sh**"

Rob jumped quickly to a pillar left of him. He hitted the florr and took his assault rifle out of it's holster.

"Jess, don't jump ye-..."

Rob saw Jess jumping in to the museum through the hole.

"...-t... Great...."