Super Robot Wars: Calamitous Dawn

[Crimson Dragoon]

"They aren't the crew of a ship, they're garrison guards on an Army base, that our now assigned Naval ship stopped off at, as you'll note from our ground containment, and the massive Anti Air defenses. Thus any complants from the Army would have to first make it past the Navy, at which point we would hopefully be at another base, and the graze of Amsec, time and convincing of one's self, would cover our tracks. Even then, the ones causing the damage are Army personel, and to admit that such a mess was caused by their own personel to another branch would probably be unthinkable, without at least ample time to make suitable excuses. Time for us to gain enough distance, leverage and let tempers die down."

"However, you're correct, such feats do take a strain on my mind, but really, to convince a bunch of army grunts to blow off their job and get drunk took next to no effort. Even then you could see enough of my strain that I caused the Officer to bleed, not a common occurrence I've gathered. However even without my methods of persuasive talk, the crew around us probably could have lulled and convinced them into such a state in an hour at best."

Valrin continued to walk down the hall back to the Naval vessel they came upon, Daniel now just a bit behind him. "If there was another such as me, unless they are like the Xenos we ran into eariler, we would stand out like beacons to one another. Much like Kazuki and Char, I could sense them before they were on our horizons. And of they are like the Xenos we met before it is more likely they are apart of the Navy we are now assigned to, and thus would not hear about our actions until long afterwards. Thus the combination of time, liberal doses of Amsec and the unearned cynicism of the ignorant would have washed away most traces of my actions here far better than anything else I could ply to them"

Daniel sighed, once again exasperated. "How much effort it takes you to do all that is beside the point, and the fact you did it to another military base's personnel isn't at all better, but fine, we'll put this matter aside," he said. Well, up until they eat some kind of consequence in the future for this. Daniel didn't quite share Valrin's confidence, but he didn't feel like wasting the energy in trying to sway him. Someone with Valrin's abilities would be an asset, but considering how brazen he was in his displays, Daniel had good reason to be wary. He then shifted topics as they walked down the hall.

"Is it really such a risk to actually tell them what sort of threat we faced? If something like that appeared again, keeping their nature a secret strikes me as counterproductive. They should at least know how to fight back."

 

[Sigismund]

Daniel sighed, once again exasperated. "How much effort it takes you to do all that is beside the point, and the fact you did it to another military base's personnel isn't at all better, but fine, we'll put this matter aside," he said. Well, up until they eat some kind of consequence in the future for this. Daniel didn't quite share Valrin's confidence, but he didn't feel like wasting the energy in trying to sway him. Someone with Valrin's abilities would be an asset, but considering how brazen he was in his displays, Daniel had good reason to be wary. He then shifted topics as they walked down the hall.

"Is it really such a risk to actually tell them what sort of threat we faced? If something like that appeared again, keeping their nature a secret strikes me as counterproductive. They should at least know how to fight back."

Ah now real questions, and thus deserving a response.
Valrin looked towards Daniel in his reply, the crew already knew of this basic truth so they also would hear his words, the truth they already knew. "Yes it is infact such a risk to allow anyone who has not demonstrated will to resist them. Usually even you, Liam and the others would not be permitted to keep your memories, but with the extreme nature of your first true exposer, you already know better than to consort with such beings. You already saw how that officer reacted to Liam's true words, to warn them would draw nothing but scoffs. However much you repress, do remember the whispers upon the vessel. In that tainted place and with my warnings you knew it was wrong. However this planet is not so tainted. So the Whispers would be far more subtle. Instead of obvious intrusive thoughts, one would think them their own thoughts however dark. Everyone has such thoughts, easily dismissed by the Moral. But each whisper is a single small cut upon your psyche. Each word, a wound that will not heal, but instead corrupts. Slowly, purposefully, insidiously. The maligned thoughts are sentient, and they have hundreds of thousands of years of damning experience to draw those they know have even a infinismally small grasp that they exist into their sway. Promises and dreams of power, wealth, success, perfection, ambition, whatever emotion they can use to ensnare your soul they will. Any fond memory you have will be corrupted to suite their lies if you're not vigilant.
Even if they do not corrupt the High Command, such rumors they dismiss of Deamons would serve as juicy gossip to their middle ranking commanders. "Oh did you hear that the bumpkin foreigners claimed they fought deamons? What Idiots am I right? " These Cerrans are still human, such grouping agaisnt an outside force is to be expected. Let alone when they protest to have fought something their natural philosophy and rational science teaches them is not true and instead they must be understood to be grasped and comprehended for the better meant of all" Valrin nearly spat those words, "that you already know has replaced their faith as well as I. Yet all it takes is one fool, one child messing with powers they cannot understand. A mere game, a fun pass time among Juvies who overheard thier parents laughing about such matters or a drunk ensign or Captian looking for a bit of spice to his weekend. All it takes is one such mistake, only one slight slip, to summon such a being into this planet again. All it takes is one person to damn an entire world to Hell".
Valrin stared Daniel dead in the eyes, and the crew could hear His truth well. " I take it you believed I was exaggerating when I said it was a mercy to burn a world to cinders, ash and glass rather than leave it to such a fate as Deamonic Infestation. I take it you believe me a liar when I said I have burnt worlds to ash for less personally. I do not lie about such matters, for the horrible truth is testament enough. No one on this immature planet, lacking any sort of Faith, could be trusted to keep such matters until they have been tested. Until they have seen the full horror of the truth itself, and come out stronger for it. No the slow corruption of "make believe superstition with a far more likely rational explanation" is the fate most of them are guaranteed if they know such matters even in passing. And should such an outbreak occur, it would be far far worse than what was in the core of the Ship. Not a single Deamon, not even dozens, but instead endless millions will pour forth unto this world. Hell itself will consume this World, and then even burning it to ash would have no effect. If such an outbreak happens here again, it is our sole responsibility to handle it. This is the curse of Knowledge Daniel. Just like I told Liam, and just as this entire Crew knows, such knowledge has fixed us to this life alone. Such knowledge has damned us forever to remain apart and necessarily above the blissfully ignorant masses. So Welcome to the God Emperor's Holy Inquisition. We fight in the shadows because it is necessary. We burn worlds for that is a mercy compared to the fates left in-store for those who stride into damnation with purpose, let alone the so called innocent. I myself have spared hundreds of billions of our own kind with the fires of wraith, hate and purpose for in such that is the only way they can be saved from Hell itself".



Valrin turned away and kept walking with one last line to all hearing. " And even for these heathens here, they don't deserve such damnation. Thus if needed, I will burn everyone here to ash myself to save them. As is my duty as a Knight Scion, as is my duty as a servant of the Omnissiah, as is my duty as a Psycher cursed with such powers. Such is my duty, formerly as an Interrogator, but now as needed, an Inquisitor of the God Emperor". Valrin thumbed the Rossette hanging upon his collared neck, then making both the Sign of the Cog and the Sign of the Aquila with his hands afterwards.

 

[Crimson Dragoon]

Ah now real questions, and thus deserving a response.
Valrin looked towards Daniel in his reply, the crew already knew of this basic truth so they also would hear his words, the truth they already knew. "Yes it is infact such a risk to allow anyone who has not demonstrated will to resist them. Usually even you, Liam and the others would not be permitted to keep your memories, but with the extreme nature of your first true exposer, you already know better than to consort with such beings. You already saw how that officer reacted to Liam's true words, to warn them would draw nothing but scoffs. However much you repress, do remember the whispers upon the vessel. In that tainted place and with my warnings you knew it was wrong. However this planet is not so tainted. So the Whispers would be far more subtle. Instead of obvious intrusive thoughts, one would think them their own thoughts however dark. Everyone has such thoughts, easily dismissed by the Moral. But each whisper is a single small cut upon your psyche. Each word, a wound that will not heal, but instead corrupts. Slowly, purposefully, insidiously. The maligned thoughts are sentient, and they have hundreds of thousands of years of damning experience to draw those they know have even a infinismally small grasp that they exist into their sway. Promises and dreams of power, wealth, success, perfection, ambition, whatever emotion they can use to ensnare your soul they will. Any fond memory you have will be corrupted to suite their lies if you're not vigilant.
Even if they do not corrupt the High Command, such rumors they dismiss of Deamons would serve as juicy gossip to their middle ranking commanders. "Oh did you hear that the bumpkin foreigners claimed they fought deamons? What Idiots am I right? " These Cerrans are still human, such grouping agaisnt an outside force is to be expected. Let alone when they protest to have fought something their natural philosophy and rational science teaches them is not true and instead they must be understood to be grasped and comprehended for the better meant of all" Valrin nearly spat those words, "that you already know has replaced their faith as well as I. Yet all it takes is one fool, one child messing with powers they cannot understand. A mere game, a fun pass time among Juvies who overheard thier parents laughing about such matters or a drunk ensign or Captian looking for a bit of spice to his weekend. All it takes is one such mistake, only one slight slip, to summon such a being into this planet again. All it takes is one person to damn an entire world to Hell".
Valrin stared Daniel dead in the eyes, and the crew could hear His truth well. " I take it you believed I was exaggerating when I said it was a mercy to burn a world to cinders, ash and glass rather than leave it to such a fate as Deamonic Infestation. I take it you believe me a liar when I said I have burnt worlds to ash for less personally. I do not lie about such matters, for the horrible truth is testament enough. No one on this immature planet, lacking any sort of Faith, could be trusted to keep such matters until they have been tested. Until they have seen the full horror of the truth itself, and come out stronger for it. No the slow corruption of "make believe superstition with a far more likely rational explanation" is the fate most of them are guaranteed if they know such matters even in passing. And should such an outbreak occur, it would be far far worse than what was in the core of the Ship. Not a single Deamon, not even dozens, but instead endless millions will pour forth unto this world. Hell itself will consume this World, and then even burning it to ash would have no effect. If such an outbreak happens here again, it is our sole responsibility to handle it. This is the curse of Knowledge Daniel. Just like I told Liam, and just as this entire Crew knows, such knowledge has fixed us to this life alone. Such knowledge has damned us forever to remain apart and necessarily above the blissfully ignorant masses. So Welcome to the God Emperor's Holy Inquisition. We fight in the shadows because it is necessary. We burn worlds for that is a mercy compared to the fates left in-store for those who stride into damnation with purpose, let alone the so called innocent. I myself have spared hundreds of billions of our own kind with the fires of wraith, hate and purpose for in such that is the only way they can be saved from Hell itself".
Valrin turned away and kept walking with one last line to all hearing. " And even for these heathens here, they don't deserve such damnation. Thus if needed, I will burn everyone here to ash myself to save them. As is my duty as a Knight Scion, as is my duty as a servant of the Omnissiah, as is my duty as a Psycher cursed with such powers. Such is my duty, formerly as an Interrogator, but now as needed, an Inquisitor of the God Emperor". Valrin thumbed the Rossette hanging upon his collared neck, then making both the Sign of the Cog and the Sign of the Aquila with his hands afterwards.

Daniel took in Valrin’s words. He did have a point about the initial reactions to the mention of demons. Perhaps it was best to put it in terms they’d understand, such as “memetics” or whatever if prompted, even if it wasn’t fully accurate. He might even be right that they couldn’t be trusted with such knowledge if they somehow managed to convince them of the threat they faced. But as he stared Valrin down as the conversation progressed, he truly saw the fanaticism looking back at him. He meant every single word. Daniel wasn’t unfamiliar with the concept of performing a lesser evil to prevent a greater one. It did not, of course, change that it was an evil but nonetheless it meant more lives were spared in the end. But to burn an entire world…

“I see that you’re insane. But I actually do acknowledge your points. If we’re to fight this sort of evil, we’ll do what’s necessary. Though I’d prefer to fight to keep this world in one piece instead of having to burn it all down. I’m not eager to add more unnecessary blood on my hands.”

Once again Daniel flashed back to the moment his team being snuffed out. If that burdened him so much still, what would an entire world do to him?

 

[Sigismund]

Daniel took in Valrin’s words. He did have a point about the initial reactions to the mention of demons. Perhaps it was best to put it in terms they’d understand, such as “memetics” or whatever if prompted, even if it wasn’t fully accurate. He might even be right that they couldn’t be trusted with such knowledge if they somehow managed to convince them of the threat they faced. But as he stared Valrin down as the conversation progressed, he truly saw the fanaticism looking back at him. He meant every single word. Daniel wasn’t unfamiliar with the concept of performing a lesser evil to prevent a greater one. It did not, of course, change that it was an evil but nonetheless it meant more lives were spared in the end. But to burn an entire world…

“I see that you’re insane. But I actually do acknowledge your points. If we’re to fight this sort of evil, we’ll do what’s necessary. Though I’d prefer to fight to keep this world in one piece instead of having to burn it all down. I’m not eager to add more unnecessary blood on my hands.”

Once again Daniel flashed back to the moment his team being snuffed out. If that burdened him so much still, what would an entire world do to him?

"Then you understand our charge and our duty. Its our goal to make sure this world never gets into position that burning it should be an option. Thus that requires the population to be ignorant of the true horrors of reality. Ignorance is truly bliss, the Truth only damns, I have seen the cycle go many times. A few believe that they are strong enough, that they and their enlightened populations know better. Those are the worlds I failed. Those I the worlds I could not even burn, for they were claimed by Hell. Those are my greatest failures, my truest regrets, thus my fuel to my hate, to my faith to make sure with all of my soul, with all of my power that it doesn't happen again. So sending a few grunts to go get drunk to forget what they heard is an extremely generous method, fair more than anyother of my peers would have done. Even with as little power we have with the Government, if a Mono Dominate stood before you, We'd already be emboralled deeply in War with this government for its failings. Even if like in this state we would not win."
"As for me being insane, yes, in your view I am. Madness is the only rational reaction to the truth of reality. A portmanteau of your old literature, from authors who truly knew more than they understood, I believe apt: "There is far more between Heavan and Hell then what is dream of if your natural philosophy, and in the dark abyss of knowledge, mankind was not meant to see or go too deeply in its non euclidean grasp"

 

[Ironboi13]

The colonel gave David an incredulous look, almost in disbelief that a colonel like him would ask such a redundant question. But maturity and his own discipline, however lax it seemed in comparison to what was to be expected of his rank; kept the Austrian colonel from making any snide coments regarding the outworlder's bad short-term memory.

"They'll only need to attack once to take Thalerhof and if the spec ops shit they pulled wasn't evidence enough that they're on a timetable for their surprise attack, then you'll be seeing in as little as two hours."

"Then we better get a move on." David nodded, turning to leave.

"Have your troops and civilians ready to evacuate as soon as you can, I'll prepare my Gundam for escort duty."

David weighed the variables in his head...These dinosaurs...They were clearly far more organized than David would've expected. They were on a techbase David almost couldn't comprehend...Almost. Judging from how they were regarded...Either they were genuine extraterrestrials, or they had been hiding beneath the surface, advancing, surviving...

He'd dealt with cyborgs before, but this...Was something else. It was enhancement in inhuman ways, in both organism and cybernetic.

Regardless, he killed one of their kind...He can kill another when need be.

He just had to be faster.

 

[sir_fire]

William Liam Tinall
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"I... uh...ok. I'll let you go inside for your interrogation then..."

Liam moved over, letting Valrin pass on to the meeting room, while he decided to go to the hangars to check on the Null.
He said to the officer that he would provide proof of what he claimed, so he would: the cameras should have been on and the digital signature on the OS would match his credentials.
Assuming said officer would remember his conversation after Valrin finished with him.

Liam was for the most part relatively unmolested on his way towards the mech hangars where the quartet's mechs were being stored for the moment after being dismounted from the Sunrider. How did he know which hangars in specific? Some surprisingly helpful base staff pointed him in the right direction of course. However, the troopers who were guarding the hangars proper were far less helpful and welcoming as a pair promptly got in his way, their beefy forms physically blocking his way through, having recognized the scrawny scientist mere moments after eye contact.

"Hold it right there bud, you may own one of these mechs but you're not getting anywhere near them without clearance."

The other guard however was a bit more observant and had better memory recall.

"Wait a sec, weren't you supposed to be getting processed with the other outworlders? Why are you here even? And why didn't the guards stationed with the rest of you stop you?!"

Uh-oh...

 

[Cavaliere]

Liam was for the most part relatively unmolested on his way towards the mech hangars where the quartet's mechs were being stored for the moment after being dismounted from the Sunrider. How did he know which hangars in specific? Some surprisingly helpful base staff pointed him in the right direction of course. However, the troopers who were guarding the hangars proper were far less helpful and welcoming as a pair promptly got in his way, their beefy forms physically blocking his way through, having recognized the scrawny scientist mere moments after eye contact.

"Hold it right there bud, you may own one of these mechs but you're not getting anywhere near them without clearance."

The other guard however was a bit more observant and had better memory recall.

"Wait a sec, weren't you supposed to be getting processed with the other outworlders? Why are you here even? And why didn't the guards stationed with the rest of you stop you?!"

Uh-oh...

William Liam Tinmall
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The question left Liam perplexed: there were supposed to be guards stopping him? It made sense sure, but he found nothing in the hallways suggesting that, meaning that they just left for some reason or another.
If the interrogation taught him anything, it was that the Cerran were overzealous to a fault, always trying to get the information they needed, so why...

...

He met Valrin in the hallways, coming to the interrogation even if the next one to be processed should have been Daniel...

'Great Scott, what did he do?'

"I'm sure this is some kind of misunderstanding. I was released from the interrogation not to long ago and I was trying to reach the Hangar to oversee the repairs on the NULL. If you are worried, I can wait here untill you can assign me an escort, if not escort me yourselves."

Liam was trying to appear as nonthreatening as possible, raising his hands up in addition to his already slitly hunched posture. Admittedly, he never tought as himself as dangerous, too soft and cowardly, a minor change to show them that he wasn't meaning any harm.

 

[sir_fire]

"Thats good! I mean for us, not for you guys. That means work is guaranteed! We're in the business of beating shit up and war is always good for our bottom line" He bellowed as his comrades nodded and gave each other high fives of affirmation.

"Alright, now I don't know if you're the one in charge or just some grunt menial, but we can discuss payment later. I'll show you all I'm a nice guy by letting you have the first engagement for a reduced fee. How's 15,500- What was the leading currency on earth again Darce? American?- Yeah 15,500 American dollars will do. Half our fee for a battle. That's just on a case by case basis. for 125 an hour, each by the way, we can stick around for as long as you'd like."

"If the shit is as bad as you fellas say it is- I don't think any price is too high. Were I in your shoes-" Hanar added poking the man's chest, "I would take up that most generous offer from these fine folks." He said gesturing to his team, dressed in a strange mix of metal hard armor and colored clothing not unlike something you'd see in a museum exhibit of the very early 20th century.

"Don't worry. I won't charge you up front. We can burn that bridge when we get to it." He said patting the man's shoulder then his cheek.

Hanar heard, and so did the others besides the oblivious buxom blonde playing with her hair, obviously bored.
While Beaumont grit her teeth and Virtanen didn't even react, McKallister grinned devilishly. He was quite used to drawing such ire from enlisted soldiers mad that he does their job with much more freedom and better pay.

"I know you Earth soldiers carry instant meals. Pass some our way and I'll pay you in cash" He said walking past the man who met them to join the others.

"After all-" He said passing closely by the muttering soldiers glancing them as he walked past.
"Even vultures gotta eat." He flashed them his just slightly yellowed chompers in a wicked grin, exhibiting prominent sized canine teeth.

The zords followed several yards behind them trembling the concrete tarmac with their steps.

A red four winged bird of prey carrying missiles on its back, a yellow winged horse with a giant long drill, a blue humanoid robot with a crackling electric ax, and a pink humanoid maiden carrying a giant metallic hoop with a sharp edged.

The soldier, still incredulous, finally acquiesces to the demands of the vultures for monetary gain. They'll need all the help and bodies they can get if the signs that this attack is just the prelude to a major invasion are to be believed.

"Fine, you can get your cash, but maybe after we're all no longer at risk of getting strafed by the enemy? And just ask for a Colonel Steiner once things have calmed down, he'll be glad to discuss whatever terms you want."

Suddenly the situation was interrupted as an alarm blares out all over the base, without even saying goodbye, the soldier floors it, and his Jeep zooms out into the distance, dodging trucks and other personnel as they quickly took cover or gave doubled efforts to complete the evacuation.

"Then we better get a move on." David nodded, turning to leave.

"Have your troops and civilians ready to evacuate as soon as you can, I'll prepare my Gundam for escort duty."

David weighed the variables in his head...These dinosaurs...They were clearly far more organized than David would've expected. They were on a techbase David almost couldn't comprehend...Almost. Judging from how they were regarded...Either they were genuine extraterrestrials, or they had been hiding beneath the surface, advancing, surviving...

He'd dealt with cyborgs before, but this...Was something else. It was enhancement in inhuman ways, in both organism and cybernetic.

Regardless, he killed one of their kind...He can kill another when need be.

He just had to be faster.

"Glad to hear."

Before anything else can be said, an alarm is sounded, enemy attack!

"Guess you didn't have to wait for long... Move!"

The middle-aged Colonel rose from his seat with surprising speed, bringing along his elephant gun and a small attache case stuffed full of documents as he ran after David.

“I say don’t, but knowing The kid he might risk it, a shame to be rob out of his childhood but he could be a Hero one of these days” He said before thinking.

“Have him deploy alongside me, that way in case we do get ambush, I can shield him with Great Mazinger and take the hits while he uses me for cover” he mention, as he though about it, he didn’t wanted to see someone in a bad shape deploy but with what happening, he figure that he can try his best to protect at least someone he know of.

“But if you want to, I have to get going, I need to help the evac people with Great, I’ll catch ya on Com”

As he wave at her, and headed outside to get to the condor, as he take a deep breath, he want to be a hero yet he didn’t want to make people believe in someone who can perish anytime.

"Good, I was going to tell you to keep him from doing anything risky, it's a disconcerting habit of Japanese pilots like him to do so as you already saw..."

The conversation was interrupted by the sudden blaring of an alarm. Stella immediately tensed up and prepared to break out into a sprint out of trained reflex but then realized something very important... Turning towards Kane with a look of consigned despair with dull, darkened eyes, the Rayleonard operator asks the young pilot for a favor.

"...Please get me to my plane."

She taps her cane on the floor to put emphasis on her... Condition.

The cause for the alarm was detected by the air control tower's skeleton crew having detected incoming contacts from the East, the direction of the enemy, and said contacts having no IFF. At such an obvious sign of enemy presence, a general alert was sounded without delay and what few combat-ready troops and air-defense weapons Thalerhof still had on hand were put on battlestations, ready to shoot at the first sign of the dinosaur menace.

As crews went to man the surprisingly undamaged AA guns and SAMs, barrels and missiles pointing skywards the incoming contacts, the soldiers grimly focused upon their task; no matter how few of them remained or however effective- or rather ineffective their weapons might be against the reptilian menace, every one of them hoped to buy as much time as possible with their lives for not only their retreating comrades but especially the citizens of Graz.

 

[Kabronex]

The soldier, still incredulous, finally acquiesces to the demands of the vultures for monetary gain. They'll need all the help and bodies they can get if the signs that this attack is just the prelude to a major invasion are to be believed.

"Fine, you can get your cash, but maybe after we're all no longer at risk of getting strafed by the enemy? And just ask for a Colonel Steiner once things have calmed down, he'll be glad to discuss whatever terms you want."

Suddenly the situation was interrupted as an alarm blares out all over the base, without even saying goodbye, the soldier floors it, and his Jeep zooms out into the distance, dodging trucks and other personnel as they quickly took cover or gave doubled efforts to complete the evacuation.

"That isn't good." Hanar muttered. "Alright ladies and gentleman, looks like we'll have to suit back up already once more. Everyone got their morphguns ready? Let's go."

"TEMPEST WARRIORS, STORM OUT!" He shouted and spun the high tech looking pistol in his hand, crossing it across his chest before he pointed it straight upwards and pulled the trigger. A bolt of crimson lightning shot down and now in his place stood an armored colorful warrior with a bronze grinning face and shiny red plate.
"THUNDER RED!"
"BLUE LIGHTNING!"
"YELLOW WIND!"
"ROSE SPRING!"
Now all four of them were clad in similar outfits. The group sprinted back to their machines which were clearly excited by all the commotion and alarms.


The group leaped superhumanly high and entered their respective vehicles. Plumes of colored smoke rose behind them as the group of animalistic mechsuits posed dramatically.

 

[TrickOLF]

"Glad to hear."

Before anything else can be said, an alarm is sounded, enemy attack!

"Guess you didn't have to wait for long... Move!"

The middle-aged Colonel rose from his seat with surprising speed, bringing along his elephant gun and a small attache case stuffed full of documents as he ran after David.

@Mazin Kiryu

The entire time, after I got off of Mazinger to go get healed...was a blur. Barely could remember much, half the boredom of going down and not pumping adrenaline after fighting robot, the other half being...well, kinda being hazy due to my state of being super injured.

Still, I followed Kane...best I could anyway. And I think we might have new mission orders.

Or well...he does. I'm probably counted as too wounded to fight.

 

[Mazin Kiryu]

The soldier, still incredulous, finally acquiesces to the demands of the vultures for monetary gain. They'll need all the help and bodies they can get if the signs that this attack is just the prelude to a major invasion are to be believed.

"Fine, you can get your cash, but maybe after we're all no longer at risk of getting strafed by the enemy? And just ask for a Colonel Steiner once things have calmed down, he'll be glad to discuss whatever terms you want."

Suddenly the situation was interrupted as an alarm blares out all over the base, without even saying goodbye, the soldier floors it, and his Jeep zooms out into the distance, dodging trucks and other personnel as they quickly took cover or gave doubled efforts to complete the evacuation.

"Glad to hear."

Before anything else can be said, an alarm is sounded, enemy attack!

"Guess you didn't have to wait for long... Move!"

The middle-aged Colonel rose from his seat with surprising speed, bringing along his elephant gun and a small attache case stuffed full of documents as he ran after David.

"Good, I was going to tell you to keep him from doing anything risky, it's a disconcerting habit of Japanese pilots like him to do so as you already saw..."

The conversation was interrupted by the sudden blaring of an alarm. Stella immediately tensed up and prepared to break out into a sprint out of trained reflex but then realized something very important... Turning towards Kane with a look of consigned despair with dull, darkened eyes, the Rayleonard operator asks the young pilot for a favor.

"...Please get me to my plane."

She taps her cane on the floor to put emphasis on her... Condition.

The cause for the alarm was detected by the air control tower's skeleton crew having detected incoming contacts from the East, the direction of the enemy, and said contacts having no IFF. At such an obvious sign of enemy presence, a general alert was sounded without delay and what few combat-ready troops and air-defense weapons Thalerhof still had on hand were put on battlestations, ready to shoot at the first sign of the dinosaur menace.

As crews went to man the surprisingly undamaged AA guns and SAMs, barrels and missiles pointing skywards the incoming contacts, the soldiers grimly focused upon their task; no matter how few of them remained or however effective- or rather ineffective their weapons might be against the reptilian menace, every one of them hoped to buy as much time as possible with their lives for not only their retreating comrades but especially the citizens of Graz.

Kane would hear the alarm, and then noticing Stella as her condition cause her to not run.. before she told him to get her to her plane.

“Understood! We need to move quickly!” He said without second thinking as he went to pick her up, by her leg and back, before he started running toward the airfield.

“Tell Bob to quickly get ready! Soon I leave you with him I’m heading to the condor!”

@Mazin Kiryu

The entire time, after I got off of Mazinger to go get healed...was a blur. Barely could remember much, half the boredom of going down and not pumping adrenaline after fighting robot, the other half being...well, kinda being hazy due to my state of being super injured.

Still, I followed Kane...best I could anyway. And I think we might have new mission orders.

Or well...he does. I'm probably counted as too wounded to fight.

“Tyzell quickly! Get into Mazinger Z as I help Stella get to safety, we need at least one Mazinger active to be ready for combat!!” Kane yell as he was running.

 

[TrickOLF]

Kane would hear the alarm, and then noticing Stella as her condition cause her to not run.. before she told him to get her to her plane.

“Understood! We need to move quickly!” He said without second thinking as he went to pick her up, by her leg and back, before he started running toward the airfield.

“Tell Bob to quickly get ready! Soon I leave you with him I’m heading to the condor!”


“Tyzell quickly! Get into Mazinger Z as I help Stella get to safety, we need at least one Mazinger active to be ready for combat!!” Kane yell as he was running.

"Thanks for the concern, bud." I said sarcastically, as I went to the hangar to get to Z.

"Hey, is Z ready to rock or is it still outta commish?"

 

[Ironboi13]

"Glad to hear."

Before anything else can be said, an alarm is sounded, enemy attack!

"Guess you didn't have to wait for long... Move!"

The middle-aged Colonel rose from his seat with surprising speed, bringing along his elephant gun and a small attache case stuffed full of documents as he ran after David.

"You were right." David remarked, "I expect they're in greater numbers this time."

David rushed out of the office and down the hall, pulling his gun and keeping one finger on the safety release, and another squeezing the trigger, just ready and waiting.

"Any specific weaknesses to exploit?" David asked the Colonel as they ran, "I'm assuming there's nothing more to it than shooting them down, but, it helps to be in the know."