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”The HQ will serve as a distraction if nothing else. Its defences were still intact, so if we knock down the comms, maybe we can find a counter for that thing.” You say half-mindedly. Your mind already racing, trying to find any possibilities for victory. And one thought emerging over all – <span class="mu-b">I must ensure the safety of my lord, no matter the cost.</span>
Hitting the comm, you try to bring up Carolus over it. His squadron got the bulk of the exo-suit’s fire after all.
“Lord-Lieutenant-Colonel Sambor, do you read me ?” You say whilst your own comms officer struggles to contact the shell-shocked remnants of your force.
Soon enough, you start hearing crackling from the other and some coughs. “I- I’m alive.”
“Can you still fight ?”
“I think so, yea.”
“Good. We’re taking five to reorganize, see what’s left of your squadron.”
“Roger that.” He says through gritted teeth, pain evident in his voice.
Undoing the hatch of your tank, you steadily rise above it, pushing with your arms you clamber out and stand at the top of the turret.
All around you is carnage. Men lay dead or dying in their thousands, the vanguard mechanized units appear utterly devastated, with only about half fighting strength left. Out of Carolus’ tank squadron, just from a quick glance you can see about four or so tanks still looking somewhat serviceable. Your own force fared better, but you are down half your tanks and about half your mechanized elements. The two infantry regiments that had been following you were beaten even worse, maybe a couple companies remain out of the two regiments.
Dust swirls all around you, fresh blazing fires rage uncontrolled illuminating the surroundings as slowly, slowly, the dying sunlight of Noct moves away from your vision. Perhaps ten or twenty more minutes and darkness will engulf this part of the planet once more. Perhaps you will be able to use it to your advantage, or maybe the dropped exo-suit will make a mockery of any attempts to hunt it down.
Watching the horizon, you see as another one of the ever so common flash storms is approaching at a rapid pace, the charged mass already unleashing the bright flashes of lightning. Once the rain kicks up again, it will not stop for about three days, based on the latest prediction you heard before leaving base Roland. You were supposed to have finished by the time it rolled in, as means of cover for your retreat.
Hitting the comm, you try to bring up Carolus over it. His squadron got the bulk of the exo-suit’s fire after all.
“Lord-Lieutenant-Colonel Sambor, do you read me ?” You say whilst your own comms officer struggles to contact the shell-shocked remnants of your force.
Soon enough, you start hearing crackling from the other and some coughs. “I- I’m alive.”
“Can you still fight ?”
“I think so, yea.”
“Good. We’re taking five to reorganize, see what’s left of your squadron.”
“Roger that.” He says through gritted teeth, pain evident in his voice.
Undoing the hatch of your tank, you steadily rise above it, pushing with your arms you clamber out and stand at the top of the turret.
All around you is carnage. Men lay dead or dying in their thousands, the vanguard mechanized units appear utterly devastated, with only about half fighting strength left. Out of Carolus’ tank squadron, just from a quick glance you can see about four or so tanks still looking somewhat serviceable. Your own force fared better, but you are down half your tanks and about half your mechanized elements. The two infantry regiments that had been following you were beaten even worse, maybe a couple companies remain out of the two regiments.
Dust swirls all around you, fresh blazing fires rage uncontrolled illuminating the surroundings as slowly, slowly, the dying sunlight of Noct moves away from your vision. Perhaps ten or twenty more minutes and darkness will engulf this part of the planet once more. Perhaps you will be able to use it to your advantage, or maybe the dropped exo-suit will make a mockery of any attempts to hunt it down.
Watching the horizon, you see as another one of the ever so common flash storms is approaching at a rapid pace, the charged mass already unleashing the bright flashes of lightning. Once the rain kicks up again, it will not stop for about three days, based on the latest prediction you heard before leaving base Roland. You were supposed to have finished by the time it rolled in, as means of cover for your retreat.
