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Stuart’s Spartans: Devil’s Wrath Part 2
Follow Jacob Olsen, XO of Stuart's Spartans Mercenary Company. Venture with them as both man and machine are tested in the fires of battle on the most dangerous mission to date for the Spartans. Will they survive the wrath of the FWL?
by AidanPryde |
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Overlooking the town of Bakersfield,
Planet: Devil’s Rock
May 20, 3058
It had been four days of quiet, patrols, and waiting. Since the capture of Bakersfield and the other objectives on the 16th and 17th, there had been no reports of Marik troop activity in the Southern Hemisphere. Interviewing inhabitants of Bakersfield hadn’t revealed anything. Most people had fled the settlement after the assault on the 16th. Witnessing an assault on their land and knowing that Marik retaliation was highly likely was enough incentive for all who could to flee.
With the Shadow Lancers having achieved their objective on the 17th and the continued deadlock in the north, Davion command had seen fit to pull the Arcani Guards to help the 4th RCT in the assault on Forrest City. With the departure of the mobile reserve, the dropships had been moved to support their respective units. The Pride of Sparta now sat proudly on the top of the Spartans’ fortress hill, looking down upon the open plains. Once the Pride had touched down, the company’s techs had wasted no time in securing what salvage they could. Currently, what was left of both Lineholders, the upper half of a Cicada, and an empty LRM carrier sat strapped in the cargo hold, unusable without additional parts, ammunition, or crews. The captured LRM crew and the pilot of the Cicada were now making use of the Pride’s brig and armed guards.
True to expectations, Dani, the company’s chief tech, had cuffed Jacob ‘Ice’ Olsen over the back of the head for the damage to his Devastator’s armor, but being the tech she is, fixed it anyway. Dan ‘Caboose’ Kastor hadn’t escaped her wrath either. Neither had the crew of Scimitar B-3, the craft that had had its engine compartment gutted during the assault on the hill. It was quite humorous to see Caboose and the Scimitar crew cowering before Dani’s temper. She had thrown a string of epitaphs at them that would have made any seasoned military veteran blanch and seek cover. It had been a laugh for the rest of the company…until Dani had turned her glare on the spectators and sent them scurrying.
Currently, all of the company’s assets were up and running, with a patrol out every few hours to make sure Marik was keeping his head low. There was always a pair of mechs on guard duty, and the dropship crew was on standby ready to go to battle-stations within five minutes of first warning.
Jake was walking down the hallway of the Pride towards his quarters when he was grabbed and pulled inside Frank’s office. “What’s the word, Frank?” “Not good, Jake, not good at all. Seems that Marik launched a counter-offensive this morning. The 4th RTC and the Arcani’s are being hit hard and being pushed back. They identified the additional Marik unit aside from the 3rd Guards. It would appear that the 6th Oriente Hussars managed to sneak on planet and hide themselves until now. The 4th is taking moderate casualties, but their armor and infantry regiments are being hit hard. We’ll be on our own unless they can throw back the Free Worlders.”
Frank continued, “Restless Soul scouts have reported multiple radar contacts, but no sightings yet. I would expect that they’ll have their hands full. Our mercenary liaison officer and the Lancers still haven’t seen any activity, but locals have told them there’s been at least a company of mechs and armor in their area within the past month, though they’re not sure what unit. The hive has been shaken, it’s just a matter of time to see whether they’ll swarm or not.”
“That is kinda disturbing, Frank. There any chance of getting the liaison or the Lancers to give us a fly-by to scout out the area?” “I’m not sure, but I’ll look into it, Jake. It’d certainly make me feel better too. You better get going though, you’re turn for guard duty is up and you wouldn’t want to make Grogg wait too long, would you?” Jake shuddered at the memory of the prank Grogg pulled on him last time he had tried the man’s patience for being late relieving him of shift. “Yeah, I should get going. Hit me up if any news comes back about that fly-by.” |
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