| Dee |
| (Sergeant Major) |
| 11/08/06 03:06 PM |
| 142.177.213.225 |
Re: Stories of the Dee Dee Combine
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Chapter 2: And Thus He Be Known
The superior sensors of the Hornet battlemech gave a decisive edge to the liberating forces of the Dee Dee Combine.
Dee hit the jets and landed neatly on the other side of some heavy wooding. He grinned gleefully as the lock warning claxons of incoming missles faded. According to his sensors the long range missle carrier was on a ridge some distance west, a sizeable distance from it's close range support.
"Chariot to Second Lance, I have their attention. Begin your assigned attack manuevers."
"Yes, my Emperor." A voice rang back.
"Chariot to Third Lance." Dee urged his chariot forward at a crwling pace.
"Yes, emperor Dee?"
"Begin your support assignment. I want nothing left of those tanks by the time you're through."
"It shall be as you will."
Dee watched his troop movements closely, this manuever would need to be timed perfectly. His jeeps were coming in at top speed, recklessly charging in with the support element a distance behind them. Dee knew this would likely result a the destruction of the Second Lance, but it was for the good of the combine.
The enemy failed to detect the jeeps until they were practically right on top of them. The jeeps let loose a barrage of short range missles, locking turrets, damaging tracks and ripping off wheels. Those tanks that did manage a quick reaction destroyed one of the jeeps and crippled another. But the LRM carrier turned.
His attention was captured. He was moving in to bring it's massive damage capabilities onto the assaulting light vehicles. Now was the only chance Dee would get.
The Hornet's jets burned on full and the hornet launched itself onto the same plain as the LRM carrier. Dee cut the jets and got the Hornet running full tilt. The carrier's turret began to turn and Dee felt the warning claxons like pin pricks on his skin. His own long range missle system was far less powerful and had thus far been completely ineffective against his adversary.
"Not long now" Thought Dee to himself, trying to maintain his calm, reassuring himself he would stop the tank in time.
Dozens of missles exploded from the turret of the LRM carrier, smoke and fire almost obscuring it.
"DAMN!" Dee did the only thing he could think of and forced the hornet to dive face first into the dirt.
Missles exploded around him and he heard the heart wrenching sound of impacts on his mech. Warning lights went berserk around him, he was on internal structure on at least 3 parts of the 'mech and his left arm was almost completely gone. But he had survived!
The Chariot of Dee groaned in defiance as it raised to it's feet again. It had a slight limp now, but Dee was determined to destroy his foe before it could let loose another round like that.
The last thing the tanks crew ever saw was the massive foot of the hornet crushing thier cockpit. Dee roared in triumph! The enemy forces now retreated, with the few surviving jeeps hot in pursuit.
Hours later...
"Sir, we have recieved a messenger."
"What do they have to say?"
"The say "Our emperor is gone, dead by your hands. We have no will to fight. Please accept our surrender, and our offering to you. A tribute you can look forward to if you would be merciful and let our small empire continue to exist." End message."
Dee smiled slyly. "I think this arrangement suits us just fine. The landing craft should be here shortly, salvage what you can, destroy what you can't. We shall restock, repair and subjugate another insolent people."
A victory, hard fought and brutal. The losses would be but a stepping stone. These enemies had taught Dee a great deal, and the next shall feel it's effects.