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@KoL@The 42nd Gecko@Banana@Lmpkio@Lucius Cypher
Saef didn't completely agree with Farris's reasoning but remained silent nonetheless. She was his commander on this mission even if she was letting him retain operational command of his troops. He would listen to her words. It appeared that they weren't alone down here though. The strangely cheerful dog/wolf girl from before was also here. And swimming with so much energy it almost made Saef dizzy just looking at her. Thick pink strands of magic floated through the nearby tunnels, stretching around corners and out of sight.
The armored man opened his unseen mouth to answer to her when the air was filled with a buzzing he had never expected to hear on the battlefield. It almost sounded like a swarm of bees. The air temperature also dropped by a significant margin. The wave of corruption that accompanied both was palpable.
This might have been why the Machina aboveground had been trying to force them under. Were the Demons and the Human creations already in league with each other?. It didn't seem likely but was still possible.
"Prepare for CQC." He called out over the comm net. The quantum linked particles that made it up didn't care about the literal tons of rock and dirt that lay between the members of the company. "You all know the drill."
In the tunnels around him his men were once more moving into position. Finding cover where they could and getting ready to receive a charge. Several in more cramped quarters drew their combat blades. Essentially the same as the blade mode on Saef's own weapon, they appeared to be simple white or silver handles when resting on the owner's belt. While not able to reach the same photon sharp level as his blade they still had a better edge than any mundane blade could reach. Cutting rocks was a fairly common means of practicing edge alignment.
Saef Harken
Catacombs-Angel Area
Catacombs-Angel Area
Saef didn't completely agree with Farris's reasoning but remained silent nonetheless. She was his commander on this mission even if she was letting him retain operational command of his troops. He would listen to her words. It appeared that they weren't alone down here though. The strangely cheerful dog/wolf girl from before was also here. And swimming with so much energy it almost made Saef dizzy just looking at her. Thick pink strands of magic floated through the nearby tunnels, stretching around corners and out of sight.
The armored man opened his unseen mouth to answer to her when the air was filled with a buzzing he had never expected to hear on the battlefield. It almost sounded like a swarm of bees. The air temperature also dropped by a significant margin. The wave of corruption that accompanied both was palpable.
This might have been why the Machina aboveground had been trying to force them under. Were the Demons and the Human creations already in league with each other?. It didn't seem likely but was still possible.
"Prepare for CQC." He called out over the comm net. The quantum linked particles that made it up didn't care about the literal tons of rock and dirt that lay between the members of the company. "You all know the drill."
In the tunnels around him his men were once more moving into position. Finding cover where they could and getting ready to receive a charge. Several in more cramped quarters drew their combat blades. Essentially the same as the blade mode on Saef's own weapon, they appeared to be simple white or silver handles when resting on the owner's belt. While not able to reach the same photon sharp level as his blade they still had a better edge than any mundane blade could reach. Cutting rocks was a fairly common means of practicing edge alignment.
@KoL@Ryonara@BCTheEntity
The small detachment of the 1rst HMD deployed to this battlefield had never stopped firing at the Falken. It had never actually left the range of their lasers. In fact the advanced jet plane was slowing down to mach one and still hadn't taken any evasive maneuvers. The lack of significant damage after all those blasts may have had something to do with it. Perhaps the dense armor cut down on the speed and agility.
Coherent light tracked the vehicle across the sky as it arced around and then up. Specifically targeted were the engines. There was a limit to the amount of protection you could pack onto those. A single lucky shot could bring down the entire craft.
Of course that was when one of his men called his attention to something coming at them from another direction.
Is that a crow eaten Einstein-Rosen Bridge!?
He had never personally worked on them back home but several of his colleagues had. It made for some very impressive experiments and the equations involved were even more so. Those experiments had looked an awful lot like the huge...thing heading towards him and his men. Saef estimated he had ten, maybe eleven seconds before it impacted his barrier. He was fairly confident that his concept based defenses wouldn't just be swept aside by the attack.
His protective barrier would keep out any attacks. And the big ball of wibbly wobbly science stuff that was the oncoming wormhole was most definitely an attack. He just wasn't sure how much energy it would take to do so. He could pour more energy into the barrier as needed but doing so might drain him more than he was willing.
The problem was solved in part as the Falken's laser slammed into the ground just outside his barrier and began burning through the cold earth. A section crumbled and fell into the catacombs below, leaving a black gaping maw in the snow covered ground. It seemed that the pilot was trying to drop them into the tunnels. An odd move all things considered. Not many celestial beings would die from the short fall, if any. His men in particular were a hardy bunch. Although he supposed that the pilot had little way of know just his different they were.
There wasn't even anything unusual directly below them. The plethora of strong radar being used to target his company also allowed them to gain a fair understanding of the hollow spaces beneath them. A single zombie was moving within range of their limited sensors. Some spirits might have been floating around but he highly doubted there was enough down there to be any serious danger. Still it provided an opportunity.
"Get ready to move underground!"
He changed the nature of his barrier. It became more solid, still white but less see through. The now solid barrier instantly sliced through the frozen dirt and rocks it had formerly simply passed through. Unknown to the casual observer the magical construct had been a full sphere. He had made it a personal rule after a rather nasty battlefield experience. Some Demons liked to try and tunnel under a new mage's only protection.
In several areas now unsupported earth dropped into the dark catacombs below. Soldiers started to stream into the openings, spreading out past areas already cut by the oncoming fighter jet. Moving at supernatural speeds the entire company was down and under cover before either attack finished. Saef himself was just about to enter the darkness when Victoire's telepathic message reached him.
Forsaken world.
The curse was a particularly vile one that developed in the months before Heaven sent reinforcements. A lot of people's belief in a greater good had been shaken in the face of a full on Demonic invasion. Things weren't as bad here but that message changed things and not for the better. Victoire Bordeaux was an Elder Vampire and a high level general of the Demonic Hoards. And not an idiot. There was no reason for her to broadcast her presence to what was probably the entire battlefield. Either she was bluffing or had a reason to be as confident as she sounded.
From the briefings the Division's command staff had been shown the vampire possessed an abundance of deadly abilities. Saef had a couple ideas about why Victoire might be feeling so confident. Whichever it was he didn't have the time or extra energy to fight the Machina forces before him.
As he flashed below ground his scepter idly waved. Golden words forming behind him as he vanished.
Temporary truce. Going to fight Victoire.
It was up to the Machina forces overhead to decide if they would agree to the truce. He didn't have time to wait though. He had to capitalize on the Elder Vampire's mistake while he could. As Saef followed his men through the twisting tunnels symbols flashed by in his mind. The rod in his hand glowed once more as the spell was crafted. If he did this right he could track that psionic signal back to its source.
Saef Harken
Graveyard Proper
Graveyard Proper
The small detachment of the 1rst HMD deployed to this battlefield had never stopped firing at the Falken. It had never actually left the range of their lasers. In fact the advanced jet plane was slowing down to mach one and still hadn't taken any evasive maneuvers. The lack of significant damage after all those blasts may have had something to do with it. Perhaps the dense armor cut down on the speed and agility.
Coherent light tracked the vehicle across the sky as it arced around and then up. Specifically targeted were the engines. There was a limit to the amount of protection you could pack onto those. A single lucky shot could bring down the entire craft.
Of course that was when one of his men called his attention to something coming at them from another direction.
Is that a crow eaten Einstein-Rosen Bridge!?
He had never personally worked on them back home but several of his colleagues had. It made for some very impressive experiments and the equations involved were even more so. Those experiments had looked an awful lot like the huge...thing heading towards him and his men. Saef estimated he had ten, maybe eleven seconds before it impacted his barrier. He was fairly confident that his concept based defenses wouldn't just be swept aside by the attack.
His protective barrier would keep out any attacks. And the big ball of wibbly wobbly science stuff that was the oncoming wormhole was most definitely an attack. He just wasn't sure how much energy it would take to do so. He could pour more energy into the barrier as needed but doing so might drain him more than he was willing.
The problem was solved in part as the Falken's laser slammed into the ground just outside his barrier and began burning through the cold earth. A section crumbled and fell into the catacombs below, leaving a black gaping maw in the snow covered ground. It seemed that the pilot was trying to drop them into the tunnels. An odd move all things considered. Not many celestial beings would die from the short fall, if any. His men in particular were a hardy bunch. Although he supposed that the pilot had little way of know just his different they were.
There wasn't even anything unusual directly below them. The plethora of strong radar being used to target his company also allowed them to gain a fair understanding of the hollow spaces beneath them. A single zombie was moving within range of their limited sensors. Some spirits might have been floating around but he highly doubted there was enough down there to be any serious danger. Still it provided an opportunity.
"Get ready to move underground!"
He changed the nature of his barrier. It became more solid, still white but less see through. The now solid barrier instantly sliced through the frozen dirt and rocks it had formerly simply passed through. Unknown to the casual observer the magical construct had been a full sphere. He had made it a personal rule after a rather nasty battlefield experience. Some Demons liked to try and tunnel under a new mage's only protection.
In several areas now unsupported earth dropped into the dark catacombs below. Soldiers started to stream into the openings, spreading out past areas already cut by the oncoming fighter jet. Moving at supernatural speeds the entire company was down and under cover before either attack finished. Saef himself was just about to enter the darkness when Victoire's telepathic message reached him.
Forsaken world.
The curse was a particularly vile one that developed in the months before Heaven sent reinforcements. A lot of people's belief in a greater good had been shaken in the face of a full on Demonic invasion. Things weren't as bad here but that message changed things and not for the better. Victoire Bordeaux was an Elder Vampire and a high level general of the Demonic Hoards. And not an idiot. There was no reason for her to broadcast her presence to what was probably the entire battlefield. Either she was bluffing or had a reason to be as confident as she sounded.
From the briefings the Division's command staff had been shown the vampire possessed an abundance of deadly abilities. Saef had a couple ideas about why Victoire might be feeling so confident. Whichever it was he didn't have the time or extra energy to fight the Machina forces before him.
As he flashed below ground his scepter idly waved. Golden words forming behind him as he vanished.
Temporary truce. Going to fight Victoire.
It was up to the Machina forces overhead to decide if they would agree to the truce. He didn't have time to wait though. He had to capitalize on the Elder Vampire's mistake while he could. As Saef followed his men through the twisting tunnels symbols flashed by in his mind. The rod in his hand glowed once more as the spell was crafted. If he did this right he could track that psionic signal back to its source.
Pls no dogpile.
I'm in the same boat as KoL. Need to wait for Ryonara to post before responding to Harvester.
@KoL
Understood. Ask me if you have any questions on the 1st's equipment or capabilities. On a base level you can think of them like Spartans with less individual skill but higher physical stats.
Is the NPC change going to be immediate or part of the next battle?
Understood. Ask me if you have any questions on the 1st's equipment or capabilities. On a base level you can think of them like Spartans with less individual skill but higher physical stats.
Is the NPC change going to be immediate or part of the next battle?
@KoL@floodtalon@Ryonara
The Demon was tough. That massive outpouring of firepower simply seemed to annoy it even with Farris' help. Although...yes it had summoned or materialized a skull faced set or armor. It was hard to tell which from this distance and with all the magic being flung around.
As one the highly trained company ceased fire when the fiery forms of multiple Angels rose to engage their target. Saef could only guess that the flame based Angel had created elemental copies of himself or summoned help through an unknown power. The problem was an intellectual one and rendered moot moments later when alarms rang from every suit in his command. Somebody had just scanned them with a very powerful radar.
The computer's estimated guess pegged it as some kind of fast moving aircraft heading right for him and his men. Doppler analyses of the signal put time of arrival a little over a minute. Not a whole lot of time to prepare.
"Incoming Machina aerial assault. Huddle up and adjust anti-airborn fire. I will provide cover."
Not wasting anymore time he lifted his scepter for the first time in the fight. The glowing white crystal at the end shone even brighter as it collected and augmented the energy he was surging through it. Arcane symbols flashed through his mind for half a second before a bright white and semitranslucent barrier rose into being around the suddenly much closer company of soldiers. He honestly should have ordered them into a series of individual evasive maneuvers. It was a miracle that the oncoming aircraft hadn't fired on them already.
They took the aircraft under fire at fifteen kilometers, well within visual range. Without the added damage from the holy weapons it was unlikely they would do much at extreme range. Letting the eager pilot get closer first allowed for the full strength of their lasers to impact. Oddly enough despite assumedly seeing what they were capable of when they fired on the Demon the overeager pilot flew at them at a respectible but oddly slow mach 2. That bit surprised Saef, either the pilot was underestimating him and his men or Machina technology was somewhat behind in fighter propulsion.
They had poured a lot of fire downrange by the time Farris turned away from the massive battle at the center of the field. Deflecting the vehicle mounted laser with surprising ease considering how quickly the crystalline wall had been erected. As the fighter plane swept around for another pass the outgoing fire turned with it. The super fast reflexes of the soldiers allowing them to follow the wide turn of the mach 2 aircraft.
Saef Harken
Graveyard Proper
Graveyard Proper
The Demon was tough. That massive outpouring of firepower simply seemed to annoy it even with Farris' help. Although...yes it had summoned or materialized a skull faced set or armor. It was hard to tell which from this distance and with all the magic being flung around.
As one the highly trained company ceased fire when the fiery forms of multiple Angels rose to engage their target. Saef could only guess that the flame based Angel had created elemental copies of himself or summoned help through an unknown power. The problem was an intellectual one and rendered moot moments later when alarms rang from every suit in his command. Somebody had just scanned them with a very powerful radar.
The computer's estimated guess pegged it as some kind of fast moving aircraft heading right for him and his men. Doppler analyses of the signal put time of arrival a little over a minute. Not a whole lot of time to prepare.
"Incoming Machina aerial assault. Huddle up and adjust anti-airborn fire. I will provide cover."
Not wasting anymore time he lifted his scepter for the first time in the fight. The glowing white crystal at the end shone even brighter as it collected and augmented the energy he was surging through it. Arcane symbols flashed through his mind for half a second before a bright white and semitranslucent barrier rose into being around the suddenly much closer company of soldiers. He honestly should have ordered them into a series of individual evasive maneuvers. It was a miracle that the oncoming aircraft hadn't fired on them already.
They took the aircraft under fire at fifteen kilometers, well within visual range. Without the added damage from the holy weapons it was unlikely they would do much at extreme range. Letting the eager pilot get closer first allowed for the full strength of their lasers to impact. Oddly enough despite assumedly seeing what they were capable of when they fired on the Demon the overeager pilot flew at them at a respectible but oddly slow mach 2. That bit surprised Saef, either the pilot was underestimating him and his men or Machina technology was somewhat behind in fighter propulsion.
They had poured a lot of fire downrange by the time Farris turned away from the massive battle at the center of the field. Deflecting the vehicle mounted laser with surprising ease considering how quickly the crystalline wall had been erected. As the fighter plane swept around for another pass the outgoing fire turned with it. The super fast reflexes of the soldiers allowing them to follow the wide turn of the mach 2 aircraft.
@KoL@floodtalon
Once again, explosions attract attention. Turns out that the rather flashy flame angel was about as sneaky as a bag of bricks to the head. His giant pillar of light and massive amounts of fire being tossed around drew a lot of attention. As did the completely random and obviously magical storm that formed over the Basilica.
Well at least we know where some of the enemy combat power is located. Time to head right towards the highly deadly contest of who can be more obvious.
Thankfully the surrounding area was mostly free of trees. This was a massive graveyard, not a forest. Trees took up grave space. There were some larger mausoleums that blocked line of sigh but nothing too bad. It made for a quick advance as a full company of powered armor clad infantry whooshed away in a rush of quantum particles.
Magically enhanced and mechanically augmented muscles propelled the paladins quickly through the graveyard. The occasional boost from a jetpack provided extra speed and an element of unpredictability that made them very difficult targets for anyone looking for an easy kill. Onboard computers took in the data feeds from the passive sensors and automatically shared it among the company. So far the only thing showing up were the spirits and ghouls that inhabited this dreary place. Easy enough to avoid with foreknowledge of their locations.
As he ran alongside his men Saef repeatedly glanced up at the darkened skies over the Basilica they were heading for. His magically sensitive eyes were picking up a star of power within the swirling winds and pouring rain. Taking a risk he sent a mental command to his suit, the sensors in his helmet reading his brainwaves and activating the digital binoculars. The Thaumaturge momentarily stopped his charge so he could see the scene some forty kilometres away.
A Demon soared through the air above the strategically important battlefield position. He was locked in combat with the aforementioned unsubtle angel from the look of it. All nice and out in the open. Not a single piece of cover within easy reach. The distance was on the far side and the storm would have blown any unpowered physical projectile far off target. A full company of computer assisted soldiers firing directed energy weapons was a different matter though. Especially with the heavier weapons that had been brought along.
"Company halt." He called out over the comms. "New priority target. Forty kilometers ahead. Center of the storm. DEWs only, I don't trust that the rockets won't be intercepted at this range. Enemy capabilities are unknown but be prepared to book it in case they can fire back."
Soldiers around him ceased their forward rush and looked towards the now marked spot on their HUDs. Individual soldiers got into their preferred firing positions. Some stood, others kneeled. Those carrying SAWs readied them. A few glanced longingly at the anti-tank missiles carried by some members of the company. High explosive shaped charges that were magnetically launched at high speeds before igniting the onboard rocket and seeking their target out. They were highly effective weapons in the right hands but at this range Saef figured that the flying demon would be able to notice and destroy them before impact.
"Fire."
Hundreds of pulses of blessed light filled the air. Shooting towards Henry en mass. Hitting was an uncertain proposition at this range, those firing relying on their computers for the sub-milimeter adjustments needed. It was at the edge of the laser pulses lethal range as well. Some energy bled off into the atmosphere as the deadly packets traveled. Go too far and they lose too much energy to be effective.
Those problems were at least diminished if not negated when the entire formation let loose on full auto. Dozens of pulses from each infantryman and hundreds from each SAW. Heavy sniper bolts made themselves felt as well. Suffice to say that the airspace around Henry suddenly got very hot.
Saef Harken
Graveyard Proper
Graveyard Proper
Once again, explosions attract attention. Turns out that the rather flashy flame angel was about as sneaky as a bag of bricks to the head. His giant pillar of light and massive amounts of fire being tossed around drew a lot of attention. As did the completely random and obviously magical storm that formed over the Basilica.
Well at least we know where some of the enemy combat power is located. Time to head right towards the highly deadly contest of who can be more obvious.
Thankfully the surrounding area was mostly free of trees. This was a massive graveyard, not a forest. Trees took up grave space. There were some larger mausoleums that blocked line of sigh but nothing too bad. It made for a quick advance as a full company of powered armor clad infantry whooshed away in a rush of quantum particles.
Magically enhanced and mechanically augmented muscles propelled the paladins quickly through the graveyard. The occasional boost from a jetpack provided extra speed and an element of unpredictability that made them very difficult targets for anyone looking for an easy kill. Onboard computers took in the data feeds from the passive sensors and automatically shared it among the company. So far the only thing showing up were the spirits and ghouls that inhabited this dreary place. Easy enough to avoid with foreknowledge of their locations.
As he ran alongside his men Saef repeatedly glanced up at the darkened skies over the Basilica they were heading for. His magically sensitive eyes were picking up a star of power within the swirling winds and pouring rain. Taking a risk he sent a mental command to his suit, the sensors in his helmet reading his brainwaves and activating the digital binoculars. The Thaumaturge momentarily stopped his charge so he could see the scene some forty kilometres away.
A Demon soared through the air above the strategically important battlefield position. He was locked in combat with the aforementioned unsubtle angel from the look of it. All nice and out in the open. Not a single piece of cover within easy reach. The distance was on the far side and the storm would have blown any unpowered physical projectile far off target. A full company of computer assisted soldiers firing directed energy weapons was a different matter though. Especially with the heavier weapons that had been brought along.
"Company halt." He called out over the comms. "New priority target. Forty kilometers ahead. Center of the storm. DEWs only, I don't trust that the rockets won't be intercepted at this range. Enemy capabilities are unknown but be prepared to book it in case they can fire back."
Soldiers around him ceased their forward rush and looked towards the now marked spot on their HUDs. Individual soldiers got into their preferred firing positions. Some stood, others kneeled. Those carrying SAWs readied them. A few glanced longingly at the anti-tank missiles carried by some members of the company. High explosive shaped charges that were magnetically launched at high speeds before igniting the onboard rocket and seeking their target out. They were highly effective weapons in the right hands but at this range Saef figured that the flying demon would be able to notice and destroy them before impact.
"Fire."
Hundreds of pulses of blessed light filled the air. Shooting towards Henry en mass. Hitting was an uncertain proposition at this range, those firing relying on their computers for the sub-milimeter adjustments needed. It was at the edge of the laser pulses lethal range as well. Some energy bled off into the atmosphere as the deadly packets traveled. Go too far and they lose too much energy to be effective.
Those problems were at least diminished if not negated when the entire formation let loose on full auto. Dozens of pulses from each infantryman and hundreds from each SAW. Heavy sniper bolts made themselves felt as well. Suffice to say that the airspace around Henry suddenly got very hot.
Saef Harken
Heaven Basecamp
Heaven Basecamp
Saef respectfully bowed his head at Farris' words. He would gladly have her by his side in the fight ahead. The idea of leaving the fiery Angel to his own devices left a bitter taste in his mouth though. He might not be outright leaving the man behind but the chances of survival were low for a warrior acting his own.
His tinted visor turned expectantly towards Evelyn as he spoke into his comm. It wouldn't be very helpful if his troops moved out before the scouts after all.
"Get ready to move out. General Evelyn will be scouting ahead while we make our way to the Basilica at the center of this place. Gladius and Longsword that includes you. Join up with the company but keep an eye out for that sniper."
The two squads in question had been about to open up on the retreating figure of Utada with a pair of squad automatic weapons. The heavy laser weapons would have cut through the dead trees with ease. Assuming they were normal trees that it is.
Nobody had been caught in the android's trap. Since she was still well within the range of their high powered weapons there had been no need to give chase just yet. At the Captain's words though, the two squads ceased fire. A few grumbles emanated over the squad level comm net but they did as they were told. Gathering up the deployed weapons they turned and headed back to where 2nd Company, First Heavenly Mechanized Division was gathering to move out.
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