[RP/MM][Complete] Turn 40, LC vs. CJF 2114 Baker 3

[Daemonknight]

lol, so those 2 10s mean nothing really, but the 9 says i capture 20% of the incoming Lyran forces.


Obviously because Cannonshop is being such a sport about this, we're not having me actually capture 20% of his entire force, that'd be a cheap thing to do consider how he has handled this. So I'll let him figure out what a good section of his forces are that get captured by the Falcons during what i would think would be the big retreat to the dropzones, where the Falcons are having their deus ex machina moment and blazing away ala Aiden Pryde(i love that story, i'm going to go read it again, lol)


Hey Dave, because this is becoming a semi-big RP moment for the Lyrans, and something of one for the Falcons present, can we work out something for the Galaxy thats there for upgrading their veterancy? Almost 2/3 of the ground forces in Phi are Veteran status, would this qualify them to be upgraded to Elite?

[Daemonknight]

Nadia Binetti didn't know where she was. She she slowly opened her eyes, and the noise was immediate and crashing. She could hear the whine of laser capacitors discharging and recharging. She could head explosions in the distance, most likly missiles impacting on armor. She could smell the ozone stench that came with repeated PPC firing. Her head hurt like someone had jammed a ferro-aluminum spike into her cranium, and her hand came away dark with blood when she touched her hair. Normally considered a very attractive woman by her fellow Clansmen, she was slightly distressed to note that there were cuts and bruises all across her face and head. But she had other things to worry about, as she slowly remembered what had happened.


Phi Galaxy was stationed on Baker 3 for now, the majority of the forces there comming off the frontlines for some refitting, repairs, and some decompression. Despite their trueborn origins, no warrior, not even a Clanner, could literally fight constantly without becoming mentally exhausted. So the Khan had pulled them back, thinking Baker 3 was a relativly safe world in the OZ. That was untill the massive Lyran battlegroup had appeared in orbit. With only their integrated aerospace cover, Binetti had allowed the Lyrans to claim the skies for themselves. Instead, she had prepared her forces to fight off whatever invaders came down. Judging from the number of dropships, she estimated 2:1 or worse odds, and she had unfortunetly been proven right. However, it seemed that the forces they'd engaged were not lining up with the number of Dropships their radar had said were coming.

Her forces were almost universally veterans of the various engagements against the Lyrans. That was good: the last thing she needed in a lopsided fight was a trinary's worth of newbloods with no real combat experiance. They had been confident, as all clanners were when faced with Successor House armies, that they would prevail despite their being heavily outnumbered and outgunned. The 8th Provisional Garrison Cluster had ranged ahead, being the less experianced of her 3 Clusters. They had reported being heavily outgunned, but had done well, achieving a 1.5:1 kill ratio in their favor against one of the Lyran regiments. When the other 2 Clan Clusters hit the already damaged regiment, it had begun falling back, but was quickly stiffened by the addition of the main body of Lyran forces.



That was when Nadia had been hit, a gauss rifle round smashing into the torso of her Timber Wolf, dangerously near the cockpit. It had overloaded her gyro, knocking the mech off it's feet, and casuing her to hit her head on the way down. Seeing that her mech was still fully functional, having fallen forewards, but not breaching any of the armor, she slowly righted the battered mech. The situation was not something she was prepared for.

Fully half her command had been downed so far, the Lyrans pressing the Clanners hard, teaming up to bracket single Clan machines with horrendous fire, and overwhealming their armor. The sight of her brave warriors being brought low by such dishonorable, stravag, freebirth scum was enraging. She could feel her ire for these Lyran dogs soar to new heights. To her left, Star Colonel David of the 1st Falcon Swoop Cluster was hit simultaneously by no less than 5 PPCs, coming from 3 mechs her computer tagged as Awesomes. David was an excellent warrior, and she knew that he was supposed to be heading back to the homeworlds in 2 weeks to compete for his Binetti bloodname.

"Warriors of Phi Galaxy! Rally on me, we show these Lyran dogs what a true warrior can do! No glory is to be had through ganging up on a mech with 3:1 odds! We shall show them the strength of our honor, and we shall destroy as many of these stravag freebirths as possible. The Lyrans will not soon forget the horrors they experianced in trying to take Baker 3 from the talons of the Falcons!" She switched her com system to an open broadcast, wanting the Lyrans to hear her next words.

"Hear me Lyran scum! I am Nadia Binetti, Galaxy Commander of Clan Jade Falcon, and i shall be your doom! We shall rip every last, freebirth," she triggered her LRM 20 racks, pumping over 30 missiles into the cockpit assembly of one of the 3 Awesomes," scumbag from his mech! We will kill 5 of you for each warrior of our own lost this day!" She fired her twin ER large lasers, amputating the right leg from a Lyran Centurion. Her warriors were suddenly around her, opening fire with everything they had, blasting craters of armor, sending limbs flying, dropping Lyran mechs left and right. The return fire from the Lyrans was disjointed, not fully expecting to be counter attacked when they had nearly broken the Clanners mere moments before.

"Not a single one of you shall leave this place alive! We are Jade Falcon, and the Falcon has defeated enemies far more powerful than any of you! Hear my voice and know that you will die this day!" The Falcons' counter attack was perfect: the Lyrans in the immediate area had been fighting for the better part of the morning, first against the 8th PGC, and then in the series of skirmishes and engagements that had dotted the day. Now, faced with a furious Galaxy Commander pushing her warriors into a frenzy of destruction, they were being mauled badly.

Nadia led the charge of her warriors, her ammunition nearly gone, her armor cratered with half a dozen breaches across the board, but she didn't care. She would not see the warriors under her dishonored by these dezgra stravags. She fully intended to follow through on her promise to not allow a single Lyran warrior to leave the battlefield alive. A feral grin spread across her face when a Star Commander reported that they had managed to force a group of Lyrans to surrender, after overtaking them fleeing back to their dropships.

After having her officers report in, the situation was grim: the Falcons had taken quit a beating: so far, atleast 60% casualties had been sustained. However, they had given as good as they could, taking nearly their own number among the Lyrans in their haste to get back. She was somewhat confused by this however. The Lyrans had already been falling back in some places when she had led the counter charge that broke them.

Why would the Lyrans have begun to fall back? Maybe their commander had decided to return to Lyran space to deal with the falout from Tharkad. It sounded as good a theory as any at this point. For now, she would lead her warriors in a harrassing mission against the fleeing Lyrans. There was no reason to let them off easy.

[Cannonshop]

"Fall Back you con trai của một con điếm!"  the Falcons had successfully decapitated the ground force command staff, leaving only two Generals-and no army functions with two generals.  Evelyn Mosovich was actually, technically, senior to Tony Liddle-she'd served in the war of '39, and was one of a few dozen armour crew survivors of the debacle of Tamar during the first Clan invasion.

But in a feudal state, Barons do not give orders to Dukes, Tankers do not order 'mechwarriors.  It simply isn't done.

The Second, Third, and Fourth Tamar Cavaliers, therefore, seeing what they believed to be a weakness, were charging headlong into a trap.

"Hammer, this is Banshee, shift fire six zero west, range ten kilometers, high explosive and incendiary-Liddle's going off the reservation but I'm damned if I'm going to let them close that trap, OVER."  Her voice over the comms was a hissing sibilant buzz, something between a chainsaw's growl and speaker feedback.  "All Four-Sixteen units and Romeo, continue retrograde advance, Tiếng sét, pattern bombardment along northwest arc from nine to twelve, pattern is curtain, HE, Cluster and Incendiary, retrograde pattern at rate Gamma, I want them to eat shell all the way in when they realize we're not advancing on Guttenkradsburg, Acknowledge."

Unlike Liddle and his freinds, Soloman Thurl of the Seventh Tamar Cavaliers wasn't raised among the mores of the Nobility or at the knees of social generals-the man knew how to take orders and didn't need to worry about society's civilian pecking order.  "Banshee Six, this is Vampire six actual, I've got Toads coming out my ass over here, can we have some of that suppressing fire, pretty-please, Over."

"Tiếng sét Charlie and Delta, you're on the tacnet for Vampire, Acknowledge, and Execute, Over."  the artillery for the 416, like most of its conventional forces, were drawn from training camps on Kowloon, Arluna, and Winter-their Thumpers were not the biggest guns in the inventory, but they were quick firing, with decent range, and being mechanized infantry based units, their detection footprint was small.  "Con quạ, I want ordinance delivery covering the stragglers from White Knight and Pikeman,  tell me you've got birds ready to strike, Over."

"Banshee, this is Con qua six, mail is in-bound at Mach, do we have flashlights on the ground, over?"  Charlene Qua's voice crackled over the channel. 

"Set seekers and look for the lightshow, Con qua, Over."

"Banshee, this is Hammer Two, we've lost contact with Eisenjaeger and Mace, bounce says they're caught in a crack, over."

"Follow your fucking orders, Hammer Two.  Liddel's made his decision but we're on recall, I will NOT waste more men trying to recover an officer who's chosen to commit suicide.  continue retrograde advance to rally Delta, OVER." 

duty, or honour?  eventually every commanding officer faces this choice-to violate their duty, or to violate their morals.

One hour later...aboard LCDS Chu'an, burning away from Baker 3...

"How could you leave them like that, General?"  Colonel Sara Timms of the 1st Royal Guards' 'mech brigade demanded.

"He decided he outranked theater command." Evelyn said quietly, "his men followed him into that trap, they left that flank open for the Falcons to come through and chew up YOUR headquarters and finished blowing the mission-we could have gotten everyone out if Liddel would've just followed orders-I was NOT going to burn personnel trying to rescue them in the middle of a retreat.  I had to think about well over a thousand men who were following orders, and I was and am damned for it-but you're at least alive, and not a bondsman, so you can bitch about it."

"we could have won." Timms said.

"I know." Evelyn said, "We could have taken that planet, and then? with no follow-on, nor logistical support, nor the fleet here to back us up, and the government back home in chaos, so no support there either? do you remember your Academy Classes?"

"Yes?" Timms frowned.

"Fourth. Royal. Guards."  Evelyn's voice ground the words out, "Lasted seven years, annihilated to the last man because the State could not get in to extract or resupply them.  I won't have that."


"Flag Admiral Trung on the Horn, Ma'am, wants to talk to you in private."

[Daemonknight]

Nadia Binetti walked through the hallway of the Jade Falcon garrison compound. A swath of her face and hear were covered in bandages, the MedTech having quickly done what he could. He said the majority of the damage was superficial, and she would have few visible lasting scars. Stravag, she thought. A bitter mood was a mild way to describe her mood. Having lost nearly her entire command in what could only be considered an aborted invasion attempt by the Lyrans(thank the Founder for whoever had set off the nuke in Tharkad). Her counterattack had gone better than it was possible to imagine. The Lyrans had walked right into the teeth of it, the Star Commander's initial report of the forces captured retreating being incorrect. It was actually part of the forces that had charged headlong into her counter attack. Taken by suprise, and enveloped on 3 sides, the Lyran force had been cut to shreds by the remnants of the 1st Falcon Swoop Cluster, revenge taken in blood for the death of Star Colonel David. The prisoner however, was most intriguing.

At the end of the hallway was a heavy ferro-aluminum door, designed to be impervious to small arms fire. She opened the door to fine a pair of Elementals standing guard over a man who was obviously a mechwarrior from his shorts and cooling vest. He was bleeding from a number of cuts and abrasions, only about half of which the MedTech had cleaned and bandaged before Nadia arrived in the room. Insignia on his collar placed him as a General in the LCAF. A promising find. Nadia smiled wickedly.

"Clean him up as well as you can. When you are finished, he shall be informed that he is now a bondsman of Clan Jade Falcon."

[Dave Baughman]

lol, so those 2 10s mean nothing really, but the 9 says i capture 20% of the incoming Lyran forces.


Obviously because Cannonshop is being such a sport about this, we're not having me actually capture 20% of his entire force, that'd be a cheap thing to do consider how he has handled this. So I'll let him figure out what a good section of his forces are that get captured by the Falcons during what i would think would be the big retreat to the dropzones, where the Falcons are having their deus ex machina moment and blazing away ala Aiden Pryde(i love that story, i'm going to go read it again, lol)


Hey Dave, because this is becoming a semi-big RP moment for the Lyrans, and something of one for the Falcons present, can we work out something for the Galaxy thats there for upgrading their veterancy? Almost 2/3 of the ground forces in Phi are Veteran status, would this qualify them to be upgraded to Elite?

I will think it over, but I'm inclined to approve. You'll have to pay for the upgrade of course, but that's not outrageously expensive.


Just a general FYI to everyone, I will be cleaning up this thread in a couple of days to remove all the OOC posts. Thanks to everyone for being good sports and turning what could have been an unpleasant situation into a great RP hook.

[Daemonknight]

((Because of the situation involved, would you allow me to take the single Regular-rated Cluster and immediatly upgrade them to Elite with the other 2? Obviously paying for Veteran along the way? Just as a bonus because of the nature of the combat that took place))

[Daemonknight]

Battlefield Repairs:

75% of 35FP = 26.25FP casualties

26.25 * 10% = 2.625 = 2.75 FP repaired

8.75FP survive the battle

8.75 + 2.75 = 11.5FP of Falcons

currently talking to Cannon via PM about exactly what casualties the Falcons inflicted. From the RP, it looks like 2-3 regiments were essentially wiped out. I'll roll the salvage percentage now(Invasion = +15 to the base 2d6%)

[blockquote]Rolled 2d6+15 : 6, 2 + 15, total 23[/blockquote]

[Cannonshop]

'kay now, get ready to have your sox blown off, Daemonknight.

Per the critical roll, you've captured 24.95 FP in weapons, gear, equipment, and men.  (20% of ENEMY FORCE Encircled and Captured).

Damage was pretty much a straight 21 points (roll of 12, does 60% damage, 35 x .6=21)

By my numbers, you've recovered enough salvage off this to justify exactly what I described-which should be more than enough hardware to rebuild your galaxy and then some.

The Lyran forces lost 45.95 FP.

[Daemonknight]

I know how it works. the encirclement crits are nasty. No socks blown, i've seen it before

So your RP had rather little game impact then. Ammounts to about a reinforced regiment's worth of losses. Sounded like alot more in the RP

Okay, so the Lyrans actually took 21 damage.

23% of 21 = 4.83 -> 5FP salvaged, plus 25FP captured. Comes out to 30FP salvage. Just enough to fix up the Galaxy and have a few RPs laying around.

11.5 + 23.5 = 35FP, Falcons totally repaired. 6.5FP salvage converted to 6.5RP.

[Daemonknight]

CS, you need to mark the thread completed for the GMs.

goto the first post, modify the subject to include [Completed] at the end, that way they know theres nothing they need to handle in the thread.

[Cannonshop]

CS, you need to mark the thread completed for the GMs.

goto the first post, modify the subject to include [Completed] at the end, that way they know theres nothing they need to handle in the thread.

I can't, I didn't post the first post-Chanman did.  I just handled the dice-rolling and added some fluff text to keep it from being a GM-Simple Res situation.

[Dave Baughman]

CS, you need to mark the thread completed for the GMs.

goto the first post, modify the subject to include [Completed] at the end, that way they know theres nothing they need to handle in the thread.

I can't, I didn't post the first post-Chanman did.  I just handled the dice-rolling and added some fluff text to keep it from being a GM-Simple Res situation.

I can add the [Complete] flag. One sec.

[LittleH13]

BUMP for completion.

[LittleH13]

[OOC- This really needs to be marked as *Complete*, Dave or Chanman can you please do this.]