Trondheim Live, Daily Report Presents:
Unknown Entry - Battle for Harvest
Recovered posthumously by Klappsaten from unknown 'Blue Vengeance' pilot
Published upon request to boost morale of the KungsArme
We were on Harvest on the 4th. KungsArmé command wanted to evacuate civilians that were caught between the lines, somewhere close to the polar region. But the Dropship that was sent to get them out was hit by one of those orbital cannons and went down hard.
BVNJ was the closest unit at that time, so we changed course and approached the cannon so close to the ground I swear I could hear the trees scratch the hulk of our leopard.
It seems the invaders didn´t expect an attack so far from the main battles, or at least that’s the only reason I can imagine why the troops guarding the cannon where just a bunch of random pilots from different units, in machines that clearly had seen combat.
They didn´t see us coming on radar, so our initial attack caught them by surprise. When we jumped over the defensive gates resistance was minimal and hardly organized. So our light company could destroy all three auxiliary generators backing up the Orbital Cannon before they had to bail.
With this early success we thought we would have an easy win on this one, but boy where we wrong.
My job was to lead a diversionary strike with two heavy lances over the left flank, hopefully creating an opening in their defense and let our lights sneak in and finish the job. But the clanners were cautious and wouldn´t fall for it. They dug in and gave us hell from afar.
Sniping ain't our way of fighting, so I ordered my group to advance under cover and get in close. "This has got to look real if we want them to take us serious," I told my pilots, and off we went. At first we met little resistance, but then Rot 5 (who was at the front of our formation) shouted over the com: "They're buying it!"
That was the last I heard from him before his
Thunderbolt was thrown back by the sheer firepower that hit him, merely a wreck, a complete loss. I saw his ejection seat fire, but he never made it out of the cockpit. And then we hit a full company of clan OmniMechs, supported by turrets.
I pushed my own
Thunderbolt up the hill and immediately stood in front of two
Loki, a
Mad Cat and a
Daishi.
‘F*ck it’ I thought and fired my 4 large lasers at the
Daishi, hitting him dead center; but that metal monster just ignored me. I was so pissed I gave him another Alpha, pushing my heat into the red zone. The volley had hit him dead center again.
Now he turned to deal with me and I started to think that I had made a mistake.
I was surprised to hear his voice over the broadband frequency, challenging me as his fire tore my right shoulder completely open in one volley. "You fight with valor small man," he told me. "If you survive this battle I shall make you my bondsman." For an answer I returned fire, trying to keep the heat under control by only using one laser at a time. He started to step back and I followed him firing. It was as if I was caught in the eye of the storm. It was just him against me. I ordered my men and women to break through their lines, throwing all we had at the orbital cannon. But I had to finish this.
I put everything on one card as my third Alpha strike boiled the last bit of armor from his center torso, but it wasn´t enough. That monster just took a direct hit of four large lasers right in his internal structure as if it was nothing. And as my ‘Mech shutdown from overheat I was sure that I was done for.
The answer I was expecting came a lot less deadly than I had anticipated. His ACs spread their fire all over my torso and he fired only one of his PPCs; he must’ve been running hot, because just that managed to bring him to a shutdown as well. Maybe he was already overheating from before, or maybe my last attack had damaged the shielding of his reactor.
My renewed hope died fast as I realized that his ‘Mech would be cool off before mine would. "Indeed, you shall be my bondsman!" he declared, as he carefully lined up his shot. His ACs dug in into my right side torso, where no armor at all was left. As the right arm of my
Thunderbolt flew away, cleanly cut off by the relentless assault I struggled to keep standing.
He obviously had expected me to have an XL Engine, but I had a Standard...and I still had 3 large lasers. "If you survive this!" I shouted, "I will just kill you again!"
Mega-joules of energy breached his engine shielding as my lasers went straight into the hole in his torso – at this close range, I couldn't miss - and then over and into his cockpit as his ‘Mech collapsed. I had survived, but there was still a battle to be won.
As I stepped over his destroyed ‘Mech I couldn't believe my eyes, the tough sonovab- had crawled out of his molten cockpit and, despite one of his arms missing, firing his laser pistol at my ‘Mech. I laughed as the right foot of my ‘Mech stomped him into the concrete, reducing him to a mere stain while my lasers tore open the back of a
Ryoken.
We needed two more attacks to finish off the orbital cannon. This motley crew of clanners from different units had given us the toughest fight of the whole offensive. But in the end they failed, just as all of them will fail.
Our eventual victory was rendered bittersweet in the end. Our conquest was too late for the civilians; they had been killed by an air raid from clan aerospace fighters while boarding the Dropship that was send to pick them up.