MechWarrior 3/Opening

MechWarrior 3

It is the 31st century, and mankind is once again at war. The battlefields of the future are dominated by huge robotic war machines known as BattleMechs. Piloting these awesome weapons of war are men and women, the elite of the elite, knowing that each battle could be their last. They are MechWarriors.

Inner Sphere Combat Frequency

Lance Leader: Target on the left, on the left!

Big Al: Lost the Lieutenant. Heavy laser fire.

Firefly One: Heavy casualties. Medics are needed at Position Fox Mike Able

Ground Commander: This is Ground Command, can you hold the line?

Ground Forces: We can see them now.

Firefly Two: Wait! Command.

Lance Leader: We’re not in position yet, Ground Leader.

Ground Commander: Copy that. Ground forces, can you hold?

Ground Forces: They’re breaking through!

Recon One: Here they come!

Lance Leader: Recon One, we need more time!

Recon One: I'll do what I can, sir.

Ground Commander: Get ready, Lance Leader. They’re coming. Oh, man!

Lance Leader: I see them, Ground Commander. Hold your position.

Ground Commander: Problem, Lance Leader. Jaguars are splitting up. I repeat, the ‘Mechs have split up.

Lance Leader: Copy, Ground Commander. We’re on them. Fireflies One and Two, track the Thor.

Firefly One: Roger that, Commander. We’re almost there.

Lance Leader: We’ll handle the Mad Cat. Big Al, stand by to intercept!

Big Al: Moving to position. Interception successful.

Lance Leader: Die, Clanner! He’s going critical!

Big Al: Ejecting!

Firefly One: We’re tracking the Thor. Lance Leader, do you read?

Lance Leader: Moving to target area, but leg damage is slowing me down. Firefly One and Two, I can’t get there in time. Slow him down while I get into position. You’re going to have to be the bait.

Firefly One: Understood, sir. We’re on it.

Firefly Two: I have lock!

Firefly One: Fire!

Firefly Two: Aaaaaaahhh!

Lance Leader: Damn! C’mon! C’mon!

Firefly One: Any time now, sir!

Lance Leader: Hang on! That’s it! Mission accomplished!

Campaign Briefing

In the year 3058, the warring factions of the Inner Sphere band together to execute the complete annihilation of Clan Smoke Jaguar. Within two years, the Smoke Jaguar have been routed. By 3060, the Smoke Jaguar homeworld of Huntress is officially declared neutralized, and the Star League Defense Forces immediately moved against the Clan-space capital world of Strana Mechty.

However, Galaxy Commander Brendon Corbett, the ranking Smoke Jaguar officer, is still at large. Corbett has been located on the world of Tranquil. He is fortifying his position and is calling for remaining Jaguar forces to rally to him. Intel has designed a commando operation, code-named DAMOCLES, to execute a quick strike, neutralizing resource centers and exiting before Corbett can coordinate a counterattack.

Our probes have uncovered a network of support facilities on this peninsula, which are DAMOCLES’ primary objectives. We predict only a modest opposition from garrison quality warriors. Insertion will be made via Drop Pods from low orbit. The DropShips Black Hammer and Eclipse will disperse six single-lance commando teams throughout the region, along with support vehicles for field repairs and modifications.

Damocles One will recon this operations area, destroying targets of opportunity, and then staging a raid against a ‘Mech production facility located here. Damocles Two and Three will be dropped into the second operations area, targeting a hydroelectric plant and an underground manufacturing facility. Damocles Four through Six will conduct search and destroy operations in this area against training facilities, military outposts, and this urban area.

All units will rendezvous here, at the spaceport. Extraction by DropShip will follow successful completion of all operations.

Orbital Insertion Dialogue

Computer: Power curve optimal. Drop checks complete. All systems nominal. Landing coordinates confirmed. Drop sequence commencing.

MechCommander:' Damocles One and support vehicles deployed…testing recon probe…video image…optimal…

Surveillance Officer: Sir! Energy spike on the planet surface! Data indicates large…[static]

Black Hammer: What the hell was that?!!

Surveillance Officer: I can't get a reading on this equipment[static]

MechCommander:' Can you confirm ‘Mech pod deployment?

Black Hammer: Mayday! Mayday! We’re going down!

Computer: Communications reestablished.

MechCommander:' What are we looking at? Can somebody redirect the probe?

Surveillance Officer: Sir! I have Damocles One-Dash-Two on the left.

Taylor: Damn!

Surveillance Officer: Sir, Damocles Four is breaking up.

MechCommander:' Damn. Damocles One, please stand by.

Taylor: Damocles One, this is Captain Taylor of the Eclipse. We’ve lost contact with DropShip Black Hammer and its commandos. Eclipse is abandoning its run. Data feed from probe indicates you are dropping on target. We will ascertain your situation and the current threat level as soon as possible. Eclipse out.