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Neveron siege chapter-4
#58803 - 04/24/03 11:56 AM (65.73.70.218)
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Sorry for the wait but i had a really busy weekend. Anyhow i hope you enjoy this chapter.
NEVERONSIEGE Chapter 4
Later that night the in front of the factory tents were set up around it, laughter and cheering filled the forest as Mechwarriors and tank crews talked around fires. But Prime, Steelo, Stalker, Moloch and his Brothers were in the factory talking about other things. ”So what your saying is that these are called Hercs?” Asked Stalker. “Yes indeed, And a hour before the battle started one of the techs finally broke the codes.” Said Prime. “Which also allowed us to use a mobile command vehicle dubbed the “Sovereign” to radio for reinforcements.” Said Steelo. “So what do you all got in here?” Asked Moloch. “lets see, We have Hercs, Tanks, strange ones at that, heavy artillery pieces, support vehicles, air skimmers, and a stock pile of strange weapons, and Miscellanies components.” Replied Prime. “how are we going to transport this equipment then if there so much of it?” Asked Moloch’s younger brother Matthew. “Well since we don’t have enough parts right now to fix all of our Mechs up to combat readiness.” Prime took a deep breath “We are going to pilot a third of these vehicles to the next landing zone.” Prime said in a unsteady tone. “What! are you crazy! we don’t know if these things are combat ready. Not to mention if they even run!” Exclaimed Steelo. “Josh your mech and mine are both heavily damaged most of the parts we need we cant get. You and I both know this as I am sure our friends here know that to” Said Prime “So im taking it that you want all able pilots to take these Hercs and Tanks out?” Asked Moloch’s twin brother Dan. “Yes ill be driving one of those” Prime pointed at a Herc with Shoulders that sloped back and then straight up to come at peek of a triangular look. And armed with what looked to be four Rotary Autocannons “Its called an Apocalypse. Here ill bring up the stat’s on it” Prime said as he hunched over a computer terminal. Then a holographic image of the Herc popped out of the terminal along with the full complete stats on the Herc. Which read: Mass: 60 tons, Height: 11 meters, Width: 7 meters, Top speed: 90 kph, Top Acceleration: 12.0 m/sec, Tech level: 5, Weapon Mounts: 6. “hmm I bet that since this thing can reach 90 kph that its lightly armored” Said Stalker. “Hate to break it to you Chuck but this thing has about as much armor as a 70 ton mech” Said Prime. Moloch, his brothers and Stalker all stood there with there mouths open. “That's impossible. How can a sixty ton frame hold so much armor and yet have a speed equal to a Stinger?” Asked Moloch. “Well were guessing that the special armor carried on these is the reason why. But were not sure yet” Replied Prime. “Well its getting late I suggest we get some rest before we move out tomorrow. Did I also mention that the Sovereign is a mobile home of sorts?”.
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Prime woke to the sounds of conversations echoing out side the Sovereign mobile base. After getting out of the cramped bunk he stretched with the usual groan that came along with it. He opened the door the to find that a open space between the main entrance to the factory and the Sovereign was turned into a cafeteria of sorts. Prime asked one of the officers that was passing by “what is going on. And why was everybody inside?” the officer told him “there was a freak blizzard early this morning. So we moved inside here to get out of the chill and have some breakfast.” Then the officer scurried off to catch up with his friends at one of the tables. Prime looked at the tables seeing a blur of black and gray. Though one table caught his eye in which had a woman with the usual Starsiege dress code, with a yellow circle with a fist clenched onto a sword but with a red stripe going from the right upper corner to the left lower corner over the right breast. Indicating that she was a colonel and what looked to be Stalker and Moloch at the same table. The woman saw Prime started to wave at him and singling him to come over to the table. When he got there she moved over a bit so she wasn't in the middle of the seat, one thing that caught his eye was there was no food on the table except a couple of drinks. But rather instead there was maps of the next drop zones all over the table. “Good just in time for the tactical review of our next destination” Said Moloch. “We have two safe paths I saw when I was going through some village’s on my way here. One is now thanks to this blizzard is now cut off. But the other one is perfect for this type of weather but we have a good chance that there will be some trees down” Said Moloch as he traced the path along the map with his finger. “If we move constantly for about 4 days we should be able to get there in time to stop the next landing force.” Said Moloch. “And also if these new vehicles are as powerful and as fast as the techs say we should not have as much of a problem with patrols.” Said the woman. “Yeah lets just hope that Sarah.” Said prime. Sarah Vargas Cameron’s personnel intel officer. She was a stunning woman not only in appearance but also her skills well in combat. She could handle shooting and running, well ordering commands all at the same time. Sarah and Cameron were close friends nothing more. Prime leaned over and whispered into her ear while Ross and Chuck agued over some things ”Where's Stoler at?” asked Cameron “He had to go and look at his new ride” Said Sarah while rolling her eyes. “He really doesn't trust these new vehicles eh?” said Cameron with a grin. “Apparently not” Said Sarah. Then two guys were running toward the table. When they got there they were out of breathe and had there hands on there knee’s. “What took you two so long?” asked Ross. “Well umm...we got something to eat.” Said one of them which looked like Ross. “Well at least we got the drinks” Said the other one. “Next time Dan try to be a bit faster okay? That goes for you to Matt” Said Ross in an angry tone. “Yes we will Ross” Said Matt in an irritated tone. “Now please take a seat. And pass the drinks out.” Said Moloch. They continued to go over the plans for another 40 minutes. And finally agreed on the plans and proceed to there Hercs and Mechs. Cameron ordered over the Loud speakers for all Tank crews and Mech pilots to report to there assigned vehicles. Everybody dropped what they were doing and ran off to the Hanger bays. “Is Jade ready to go?” Asked Cameron referring to his Apocalypse class Herc. “Yes shies as read as she will be sir.” Said the tech. Cameron began to climbed the metal ladder to the 60 ton Herc’s cockpit. The techs said that these Hercs had a special movement system like what Mechs used. But instead of using Myomer like Mechs, Hercs use a different movement system called Flexors which worked much like Myomer systems. He climbed inside to a comfortable chair, though it was not surprising that it was comfy. The suit he was wearing was comfy considering it was meant to stop most hand held fire. Not even a clan laser could pierce the suite without trouble. It was composed of a carbon fiber mesh breast plate, a helmet with a orange colored pull down visor that prevented the pilot from being flash blinded, and a fabric called durasilk provided a strong and flexible armor. He began the start up sequence of the Herc. When the Herc powered up it gave off a hissing noise and almost the sound of coolant being flushed. It rose from its crouched state and Prime waited patently for the hanger director to wave his Herc out of its bay. He watched a other Vehicle go by, it was a massive 90 ton Myrmidon tank. It’s wedge shaped turret held the only crew member, the pilot. Supposedly these new tanks that were in the factory were called Storm tanks, One man crewed tanks that could easily take out platoons of infantry and also surpass the reaction time of Infantry as well. After the tank rolled by the hanger director waved his batons at Primes Herc. He slowly increased the throttle to ten percent and the giant bipedal machine of war walked out of the hanger to a snow covered forest. The trees sparkled under the glowing sun as the occasional winter breeze lashed out at the trees and vehicles. Prime proceeded to were every vehicle that left the hanger to the Navigation point Alpha displayed on his HUD. V shaped squads of tanks, Mechs and Hercs lined up near Nav-Alpha as they waited for orders to there next destination. Prime enjoyed the silence of Jade his Apocalypse compared to the noisy sound of a Mech’s fusion engine though it was eerie that he heard nothing but the wind hollowing against his Herc and the thump of the Hercs feet as they created craters in the ground in there wake. “This is Optimus Prime reporting in. I have left the hanger bay. Heading to the Designated Nav-point.” Said Prime over the Com. “Acknowledged sir. The other commanders should be with you in a few minutes.” Said Sarah. “Roger that” Replied Prime. Prime suddenly had the erg to see how fast his new ride could go. Just to see if the factory was lying about the speed of these machines. So he instead of heading toward the Nav he put the machine in full reverse reaching a surprisingly slow 43.2 KPH were as a mech of similar size and speed would go 64 KPH in reverse. He kept it in reverse intel he was two hundred meters from Nav-Alpha. Then he slammed it in to full forward throttle. Prime was slammed into the chair as the Apocalypse class Herc accelerated to maximum speed. The Herc reached it’s maximum speed of 90 KPH within 50 meters from where he slammed the throttle forward. He remembered the first time he drove a Stinger at this speed. It took him at least 100 meters to slow down to 30 KPH but with a mass of 60 tons, the Apoc is bound to be a sluggish machine when it comes to agility. He put the throttle a little bit in reverse when he reached the 100 meter mark, attempting to slow the machine. He watched a lance of wheeled APC’s move out of the way of his running behemoth. There wheels spun on top of the hard packed snow that one of them almost hit a passing Scorpion class tank. Prime’s Herc came to a stop 15 meters before he reached Nav-Alpha, ahead of Prime’s estimate. “So your going to break your toy before you even play with it now Opty?” Came Steelo’s voice over the Com-net. Prime turned his Herc to the factory hanger bay and saw a huge lumbering Olympian. It’s large form stood out from the rest of the Hercs with its rusty brown color and wide shoulders. The Olympian was a slow Herc compared to others such as the Apocalypse which was only 15 tons off in weight. “No. I was just seeing if this thing could go as fast as the computer said it could. Which it did” Replied prime. “Ah nothing like fighting a winter wonder land eh?” Said Moloch over the com. ”I like warmer weather than this. Ten below is a little to cold for me” Said Stalker over the com. “Sarah how many more vehicles do we have left in there?” Asked prime. “The cargo haulers are out. The Hercs, Tanks and Mechs are out also. Only my lance remains in the building.” Replied Sarah. “Okay. Report to your Vehicle and head to Nav-Bravo. We’ll be waiting for you there.” Said Prime. Nav-Bravo was a good three clicks from the factory. And for a good reason, Since he did not want the clanners to get a hold on the factory, he order a demolition team to wire it with explosives. All he had to do was push a button on a remote control to blow the factory sky high along with all the sensitive information it holds. When Sarah got there with her lance Prime pushed the button on the remote detonator and no shorter than a second went buy and a large explosion erupted in the middle of the New San Diego forest. All they had to do now was head to the next DZ and hope that they made it there in time.
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Re: Neveron siege chapter-4
#58821 - 04/24/03 01:49 PM (67.28.35.38)
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wow that was long
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Maghetti
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Re: Neveron siege chapter-4
#58827 - 04/24/03 02:43 PM (66.11.103.5)
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That was very long.Maghetti out
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Optimus_Prime
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Re: Neveron siege chapter-4
#58856 - 04/24/03 07:07 PM (65.73.71.89)
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That in a good or bad way? 
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Re: Neveron siege chapter-4
#58858 - 04/24/03 07:18 PM (202.44.112.13)
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I liked it. 
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Maghetti
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Re: Neveron siege chapter-4
#58932 - 04/25/03 01:25 PM (66.11.105.15)
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So did I.Maghetti out
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Tanchyon
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Re: Neveron siege chapter-4
#59693 - 05/05/03 03:13 AM (139.86.2.10)
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It is quite an improvment over the others, and even they were very much to my liking. Keep them coming.
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Re: Neveron siege chapter-4 (Edit and revised)
#59732 - 05/05/03 09:43 PM (67.224.128.12)
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Later that night, in front of the factory, tents were set up around it; laughter and cheering filled the forest as Mechwarriors and tank crews talked around the fires celebrating in their victory against the Clan invasion forces. Prime, Steelo, Stalker, Moloch and his two were in the factory talking about other things, primarily about what they defended in today’s battle.
”So what your saying is, that these machines are called Hercs?” Asked Stalker.
“Yes indeed, and an hour before the battle started one of the techs finally broke the codes.” Said Prime.
“Which also allowed us to use a mobile command vehicle dubbed the “Sovereign” to radio for reinforcements.” Said Steelo.
“So what do you all got in here?” Asked Moloch.
“Lets see;” Prime mentally checked off a list. “We have Hercs, tanks and strange ones at that, heavy artillery pieces, support vehicles, air skimmers, and a stock pile of strange weapons, and miscellanies components.” finished Prime.
“How are we going to transport all this equipment when there is so much of it?” Asked Moloch’s younger brother Matthew.
“Well since we don’t have enough parts right now to fix all of our Mechs up to combat readiness.” Prime paused, taking a deep breath “We are going to pilot a third of these vehicles to the next landing zone.” Prime said in an unsteady tone.
“What! Are you crazy! We don’t know if these things are combat ready. Not to mention if they even run!” Exclaimed Steelo.
“Josh, your Mech and mine are both heavily damaged. Most of the parts we need we can’t get. You and I both know this as I am sure our friends here know that too.” Said Prime.
“So I’m taking it that you will want all able pilots to take the Hercs and Tanks out?” Asked Moloch’s twin brother Dan.
“Yes. I’ll be driving one of those.” Prime pointed at a Herc with Shoulders that sloped back and then straight up to come at peek for a triangular look and armed with what looked to be four Rotary Auto-cannons. “It’s called an Apocalypse. Here let me bring up the stat’s on it.” Prime said as he hunched over a computer terminal. Then a holographic image of the Herc popped out of the terminal along with the full complete list of stats on the Herc that read:
Mass: 60 tons
Height: 11 meters
Width: 7 meters
Top speed: 90 KPH
Top Acceleration: 12.0 m/sec
Tech level: 5
Weapon Mounts: 6
“Hmm, I bet that since this thing can reach 90 KPH, that its lightly armored” Stalker stated.
“Hate to break it to you, Chuck but this thing has about as much armor as a 70 ton Mech” Said Prime.
Moloch, his brothers and Stalker all stood there with there mouths open. “That's impossible. How can a sixty ton frame hold so much armor and weapons yet have a speed equal to a Stinger or Wasp?” Moloch exclaimed.
“Well, were guessing that the special armor carried on these is the reason why. But were not sure yet.” Replied Prime. “Well, it’s getting late. I suggest we get some rest before we move out tomorrow. Did I also mention that the Sovereign is a mobile home of sorts?”
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Prime woke to the sounds of conversations echoing out side the Sovereign mobile base. After getting out of the cramped bunk he stretched with the usual groan that came along with it. He opened the door the to find that an open space between the main entrance to the factory and the Sovereign was turned into a cafeteria of sorts. Prime asked one of the officers passing by; “What is going on? And why was everybody inside?”
The officer told him, “There was a freak blizzard early this morning. So we moved inside here to get out of the chill and have some breakfast.” Then the officer scurried off to catch up with his friends at one of the tables.
Prime looked at the tables seeing a blur of black and gray until one table caught his eye in which a woman sat wearing the usual Starsiege dress code, but with a yellow circle in which a fist clenched onto a sword and a red stripe going from the right upper corner to the left lower corner over the right breast. Her rank indicated that she was a colonel and her companions looked to be Stalker and Moloch at the same table. The woman saw Prime, started to wave at him and signaling him to come over to the table. When he got there she moved over a bit so she wasn't in the middle of the seat, one thing that caught his eye was there was no food on the table except a couple of drinks. But rather instead there was maps of the next drop zones all over the table.
“Good just in time for the tactical review of our next destination.” Said Moloch. “We have two safe paths we can travel I saw through some village’s on my way here. One is now, thanks to this blizzard, now cut off. But the other one is perfect for this type of weather, we have a good chance there will be some trees down” Said Moloch as he traced the path along the map with his finger. “If we move constantly for about 4 days we should be able to get there in time to stop the next landing force.” commented Moloch.
“And if these new vehicles are as powerful and as fast as the techs say we should not have as much of a problem with patrols.” Said the woman.
“Yeah lets just hope that Sarah.” Said Prime. Sarah Vargas, Cameron’s personnel Intel officer. She was a stunning woman not only in appearance but also her skills in combat. She could handle shooting and running, as well as ordering commands all at the same time. Sarah and Cameron were close friends, nothing more. Prime leaned over and whispered into her ear while Ross and Chuck agued over some things
”Where’s Stoler at?” asked Cameron.
“He had to go and look at his new ride.” Said Sarah while rolling her eyes.
“He really doesn't trust these new vehicles eh?” said Cameron with a grin.
“Apparently not.” Said Sarah.
Then two guys were running towards the table. When they got there they were out of breath and had their hands on their knee’s panting. “What took you two so long?” asked Ross.
“Well umm...we got something to eat.” Said the one of, a mirror image of Ross. “We at least we got the drinks” Said the other one.
“Next time Dan tries to be a bit faster okay? That goes for you to Matt” Said Ross in an angry tone.
“Yes we will Ross” Said Matt in an irritated tone.
“Now please take a seat. And pass the drinks out.” Said Moloch.
They continued to go over the plans for another 40 minutes and finally agreed on the plans, then proceed to where the Hercs and Mechs were parked. Cameron ordered over the loudspeakers for all tank crews and Mech pilots to report to their assigned vehicles. Everybody dropped what he or she was doing and ran off to the Hanger bays.
“Is Jade ready to go?” Asked Cameron, referring to his Apocalypse class Herc. “Yes she’s as read as she will be sir.” Said the tech, still marveling over these new machines. Cameron began to climbed the metal ladder to the 60 ton Herc’s cockpit.
He climbed inside to a comfortable chair, though it was not surprising that it was so comfy. The suit he was wearing was comfortable as well, considering it was meant to stop most hand held fire. Not even a clan laser could pierce the suite without trouble. It was composed of a carbon fiber mesh breastplate, a helmet with that had an orange colored pull down visor that prevented the pilot from being flash blinded, and a fabric called durasilk provided a strong and flexible armor.
The techs said that these Hercs had a special movement system like what Mechs used, but instead of using myomer bundles like Mechs; Hercs use a different movement system called Flexors which worked much like the myomer systems. He began the start up sequence of the Herc. When the Herc powered up it gave off a hissing noise and almost the sounded like coolant being flushed. It rose from its crouched state and Prime waited patiently for the hanger director to wave his Herc out of its bay. He watched a vehicle go by, it was a massive 90-ton Myrmidon tank. It’s wedge shaped turret held the only crewmember, the pilot. Supposedly there were other new tanks that were in the factory called Storm tanks, one man crewed tanks that could easily take out platoons of infantry and also surpass the reaction time of Infantry as well. After the tank rolled by the hanger director waved his batons at Prime’s Herc. He slowly increased the throttle to ten percent and the giant bipedal machine of war walked out of the hanger to a snow covered forest. The trees sparkled under the glowing sun as the occasional winter breeze lashed out at the trees and vehicles.
Prime proceeded to where every vehicle that left the hanger to the Navigation point Alpha displayed on his HUD. V shaped squads of tanks, Mechs and Hercs lined up near Nav-Alpha as they waited for orders to their next destination. Prime enjoyed the silence of Jade his Apocalypse, compared to the noisy sound of a Mech’s fusion engine though it was eerie that he heard nothing but the wind howling against his Herc and the thump of the Hercs feet as they created craters in the ground in there wake.
“This is Optimus Prime reporting in. I have left the hanger bay. Heading to the Designated Nav-point.” Said Prime over the Com.
“Acknowledged sir. The other commanders should be with you in a few minutes.” Said Sarah.
“Roger that” Replied Prime. Prime suddenly had the urge to see how fast his new ride could go, just to see if the factory was lying about the speed of these machines. Instead of heading toward the Nav he put the machine in full reverse, reaching a surprisingly slow 43.2 KPH were, as a Mech of similar size and speed would go 64 KPH in reverse. He kept it in reverse until he was two hundred meters from Nav-Alpha. Then he slammed it in to full forward throttle. Prime was slammed into the chair as the Apocalypse class Herc accelerated to maximum speed. The Herc reached its maximum speed of 90 KPH within 50 meters from where he slammed the throttle forward. He remembered the first time he drove a Stinger at this speed. It took him at least 100 meters to slow down to 30 KPH but with a mass of 60 tons, the Apace is bound to be a sluggish machine when it comes to agility. He put the throttle a little bit in reverse when he reached the 100-meter mark, attempting to slow the machine. He watched a lance of wheeled APC’s move out of the way of his running behemoth. Their wheels spun on top of the hard packed snow, that one of them almost hit a passing Scorpion class tank. Prime’s Herc came to a stop 15 meters before he reached Nav-Alpha, ahead of Prime’s estimate.
“So your going to break your toy before you even play with it now Opty?” Came Steelo’s voice over the Com-net.
Prime turned his Herc to the factory hanger bay and saw a huge lumbering Olympian. It’s large form stood out from the rest of the Hercs with its rusty brown color and wide shoulders. The Olympian was a slow Herc compared to others such as the Apocalypse, which was only 15 tons off in weight. “No. I was just seeing if this thing could go as fast as the computer said it could. Which it did.”? Replied Prime with a smile.
“Ah nothing like fighting in a winter wonder land eh?” Said Moloch over the com.
”I like warmer weather than this. Ten below is a little to cold for me” Said Stalker over the com.
“Sarah how many more vehicles do we have left in there?” Asked Prime. “
The cargo haulers are out. The Hercs, Tanks and Mechs are out also. Only my lance remains in the building.” Replied Sarah.
“Okay. Report to your Vehicle and head to Nav-Bravo. We’ll be waiting for you there,” ordered Prime. Nav-Bravo was a good three clicks from the factory. And for a good reason, since he did not want the Clanners to get a hold on the factory, he order a demolition team to wire it with explosives. All he had to do was push a button on a remote control to blow the factory sky high along with all the sensitive information it holds. When Sarah got there with her lance Prime pushed the button on the remote detonator and no shorter than a second went by and a large explosion erupted in the middle of the New San Diego forest. All they had to do now was head to the next DZ and hope that they made it there in time.
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Re: Neveron siege chapter-4 (Edit and revised)
#59735 - 05/05/03 11:34 PM (65.73.70.217)
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No worrys. I also forgot something  . To give you link to some information about SS. Heresa link to go off of. Thsi site loads pretty quick on a 56k modem so thats why im posting it.
http://staticscreen.cjb.net/
However to get better veiws on the vehicles go to this link: http://starsiegesurvivors.com/
This site though loads far slower than Static screen. However it does show you the weak points on the Herc and tanks so thats a plus and like a siad before it was a better view for the Herc and tanks.
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