Future RP Sol Inivictus

Feb 5th, 2235, Sol Invictus CnC

Anya: *C* sir you have incoming aircraft of unknown intention, one hundred total.

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Glenn:..(C) Activate Defense grid and get 3 of our corvettes and one frigate out of the hangers now. Attempt to verify if they are hostile or not and proceed from there at your own discretion Commander.

Anya: *complies with orders, then tries attracting the fliers attention from various radio transmissions to things as simple as flashing lights, no shots yet*

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The Frigate and Corvettes launch after a few minutes. They quickly go out float above where glenn and the others are, ready with their guns and missiles.

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The flyers don't change course. They soon get close enough for the frigate and corvettes to spot; huge, mechanical dragons... and they soon cross the safety limit.

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The frigates and corvettes immediately begin moving in order not to be caught as sitting ducks for this things to dig into. Meanwhile, the grid automatically begins guns blazing as the point defense turrets begin pumping out a mixed fire of some solid shots, but mostly sensor fuse flak rounds that explode if nearby one. The light missile launchers launch doors open as well and they slowly leave at first, but the missiles turn and begin picking up speed rapidly as they lock onto an acid-breather

Anya: no response to attempts to get their attention....unless this is there response, similar design to the thing that attacked the transport. *more to herself than anyone* *comms* All ships, you have permission to fire at will, try not to damage the landscape too much. Also, tactical control, assess how effective our weapons are actually against them because I'm thinking we just hit them and ruin their insides with blunt force trauma. Deploy three squadrons of fighters to stay behind the ship line and intercept any that get by. Tactical control, try and not use more than fifty percent of our batteries, we don't want to have to resupply too soon.

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As the first flak and solid shot tears through the first dragonic mechs, the others quickly disperse, still aiming at the LZ but making sure the flak can't take out a group at a time.

Solid shots tear clean through the creatures, unlike the previous. Flak shells drop them to the ground, but without visual and limited scans it's not possible to tell if they've simply been wounded or put down for good.

Their numbers thin as they push their way forward, with many wising up and turning around. A last trio presses forward; one from above, one from between the Sol Invictus and the treetops, and one that swooped down below the canopy.

The landed marines, with Glenn, feels the thud of something heavy nearby, and the rumble of that something heavy approaching them...

Anya: Sir, I'm not sure how many books you've read, but there is the closest thing to a dragon on the ground near you. Tact. blast that high flying idiot from the sky. Corvettes, get on the tail of the low one.

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Glenn checks his mags in his gun and pulls up a grenade
Glenn: well, I've always wanted to go dragon slaying. Come on, lets hide and take cover!

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Jane gets ready with a grenade launcher in cover while Jack looks to see if the turrets can be used and looks for one that's out of sight.

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Heydon has a similar idea as he works on turning the 8,8cm flak. "(C) I can't believe these things are still in working order! It's been, what, 300 years?"

Jack finds that many of the tank turrets and AT guns (which are pointing almost in the direction the noise is coming from) are still working, though ammunition is a little scarce.

The marines hear the snapping of trees and wood as the dragonic head appears out of the trees, opposite of the grove with the graves. The creature surveys the sight a little, picking its targets with casual freedom.

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In the air, the dragon above the Sol Invictus weaves and bobs out of most of the shots, though still taking a fair number. It lets loose a liquid-like projectile, and as PD fires on the projectile, the shells merely splash it as the acid hits the shielding. The creature takes note, backing off.

The dragon in the middle does a full flip, crashing straight into the nearest corvette, using its body to absorb the impact through the shields and begins clawing its way through the upper hull of the craft.

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Glenn: (C) I want the second team i had assembled to deploy now and add an anti air tank to the two tanks i put with that team commander
Glenn stays down, Thermal grenade ready in hand and waiting for the right moment to introduce it to the creature's mouth.

-----Air
The corvette's shields get penetrated by the creature and one of the missile launchers explodes, heavily damaging the right section of the corvette.
Pilot: God dam, This is corvette 3 and i got one of those damn things on me! I've sustained heavy damage and two casualties. The corvette is going to fall apart at this rate if someone doesn't do something!
Pilot2: (C) Roger that, this is Frigate Thunderchief, we have you and the target in sight. Hang on, we're going to scrape this bug off
The frigate accelerates and hits the corvette at a glancing blow, merely scrapping on the side of it and aiming for that Acid Breather

Anya: *comm* Understood sir, deploying now.
*also, if dragon was scraped off* Anya: Fire tractor beam on that corvette, bring it back.

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A Large dropship launches from the hanger and simply falls to the ground quickly, crashlanding almost and quickly begins deploying its 20 marines and 3 Tanks.

Tanks


Bottom right is AA version

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Before the dragon targets anyone, Heydon opens up with the 8,8cm, firing a solid shell through the center of the creature's head. It reels back, staggering back, before leveling its head back and staring Heydon in the eye, the massive hole in the center of its face regenerating back pretty fast. "Oh, now THAT'S JUST CHEATING!" he says as he quickly runs out of the way, the dragon roaring as it storms after him, ignoring everyone else.

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The dragon on the corvette yelps as its knocked off, regaining its altitude quickly as it goes after the corvette that bumped it.

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Glenn: -pops up from spot and sends some high explosive rounds into it. If the dragon begins to look his way, he chucks the thermal grenade at it-

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The dragon glances at Glenn, tilting its head somewhat his way, only to get the thermite grenade to its face. It screeches in pain, tripping on a tank and crashing to the ground, flailing its arms around and spitting wads of acid blindly.

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Glenn: -pops back out and keeps his gun aimed on the acid breather- Alright Dragon, you got two choices. Surrender or you'll experience what two 181mm railgun cannons can do to you.

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The dragon stops flailing, pausing as it registers the thought. "...Fuck. Okay, okay, I give."

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Jane "Holy shit, that thing can talk??"

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Glenn: Seems so..Dragon, do you have a name?

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The dragon lifts its head up slightly, lying on its belly now. "Kaepykus, you mundanes. Damn you that hurt..."

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Glenn: Sorry, but i didn't exactly see any way of slowing you down. So what are you then Kaepykus?

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It glances at Glenn. "You mundanes call my kind Acid-Breathers."