Nemesis Knight
Location: Far side of Csilla, upper Orbit & surface Assets: Six Harrower-class Cruisers with four Tech-War-Hosts from Vandemar Tag(s): Darth Imperius , open Sar Calgar + Lord Regent of the Hundred + Drums of War |
The battle in space was not really going well, it was not his theatre. Calgar preferred close combat, eye to eye with his enemies, not shooting across long ranges and just seeing the metal boxes they were sitting in, hiding behind shields, armor and long range weaponry. He was growing impatient, one Harrower was lost, a second receiving heavy damage while a third reported minor boarding incidents. The Lord Regent decided it is time to act accordingly. The two Harrowers on the far right, so far just engaging in a long range duel with the broadside of the dreadnought as well as one of the escort cruisers, start to throttle up their engines and move closer to engage the enemies in close combat, inside boarding teams preparing. The Tech War Hosts of Vandemar were a special kind of cybernetically engineered warriors, capable of overpowering ordinary enemieswith their augmented weapons and improved bodies. They were running on high adrenaline levels and these cyborgs were more out of control than controlled, but steered through a hive-system of their commanders. With blazing turbolasers and flickering shields, the Harrowers approached their adversaries, Calgar flagship heading directly for the near four-times-as-large battleship. The man himself was not on the bridge anymore, but was in one of the boarding boats which would be launched to pierce the hull and unleash a wave of deadly tech-warriors. The hammer in his hand was itching and Calgar was smiling. * * * On the ground the situation was going much better. The entrances of the city were secured, one war host and Calgars retinue were moving in to collect the target, while the other two were digging in around the entrances, entrenching themselves. A demanding task, as there was both little time and the ground was frozen, the wind cutting and the mood because of the short engagement was more annoyed than inspired. But that was soon to change. Reports were coming in of enemy landing crafts descending to the surface near the city, but there was no visual contact yet and the frontline officers kept pushing their soldiers to dig foxholes and bring up barricades of snow and ice. Everyone who was breathing could see the chilly puffs of clouds appearing and being carried away after every exhalation. They were silently condemning their superiors for this draconic works. The main entrance to the citywas a broad and open valley, the native defences only concentrated behind and around the actual gate into the mountain, not including any outward perimeter. Even the fortifications they had were not very impressive, it took them less than twenty minutes to get through, even before the engines of war could be deployed. Half of the mighty machines were now standing idle, just watching and being silent, their internal reactors hum taken away by the frosty winds. It were actually not the incoming Eternal Empire forces which fired the shot, but one of the war engines opened fire with its gatling blaster, devastating an area which was covered by fallen snow. Explosions lit up while a second engines was joining the shooting and the tech-warriors before and below them were rushing to their makeshift frontline. Their heat-vision was not detecting anything, but the fire was answered. Single shots appeared out of the snowstorm, blue laser bolts exploding left and right. The noise of the war engines was overhwelming though, the heavy artillery seemingly leaving little opportunity for anything to stay alive on the other end. Two minutes after the first war engine started to shoot, visual contact with the enemy was first established. Behind portable shield generators, the screens flickering, a phalanx of battle droids was approaching, well ordered they moved forward supported by tanks, but neither of them shooting. By now the tech-warriors realised that the shots were coming from a differnet angle ... |