>>25079268
Welcome back, Command

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>>25079268
"You sure this is the right place?" You grumble, checking the map for what must be the 100th time.

"YES." Sam, Elizabeth, Tarin, and Isolde say all at once. You had all spent the last couple of days brainstorming on the possible locations of the twin Gorgon superheavy artillery pieces. With performance details provided from Isolde, as well as some number crunching between Sam and Elizabeth, you managed to narrow down possible firing positions to one valley. It was actually much closer to the frontlines that you thought it would be, but since they had to lob their shells at high angles to clear the mountains, their choices were limited, which was good for you.

You decided to move out during night, to ensure you wouldn't be seen by any Imperial artillery spotters that infested the mountains. You've still got a couple of hours until dawn, which gives you some breathing room on how you want to approach to the valley. Since this was Ustian home turf, General Freyberg was kind enough to provide you with maps of all the roads and passes around Valais, with quite a few the Imps were sure to have missed.

"Cap." Sam taps your shoulder and points to the mouth of the valley, where you see Brillant and Ramirez approaching from their scouting mission.

"It's pretty much what we expected, sir." Brillant says. "Dense forest, and not a lot of road. We also spotted several Imp patrols, too."

"I don't know if we can take the vehicles with us. Not if we want to stay quiet." Sam frowns. "But we have the relative high ground here, so they could provide us with some limited fire support and keep this pass open as a line of retreat..."

>We all move in as one.
>Leave the vehicles and a rearguard to hold the pass.
>Other

>>25079268
It returns. Welcome home merc.

>>25079420
>Leave the vehicles and a rearguard to hold the pass.

>>25079420
>>Leave the vehicles and a rearguard to hold the pass.

>>25079420
>Leave the vehicles and a rearguard to hold the pass.

It's going to be a pain to bring them.

>>25079420
>Leave the vehicles and a rearguard to hold the pass.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uZS0WIQI7UU

>>25079473
Imp soldier: "what the hell is that music?"

>>25079420
>Leave the vehicles and a rearguard to hold the pass.

leave the vehicles

>>25079473
>Headcase brings the tank destroyer in while blasting this
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NLm37SghNp8

>>25079598
both are fine to me man

>>25079420
>>Leave the vehicles and a rearguard to hold the pass.

I'm not interested in getting buttfucked in the behind.

>>25079671
The butt is indeed the worst place to get buttfucked.

>>25079420
Leave the vehicles.

On an unrelated note, at some point in the future, we're gonna have to apologize to Heloise. Probably by letting her draw on our face.

>>25079420
"You're right." You nod. "Julia, Headcase, you're going to be on guard duty for this mission."

You hear Julia groan, while Headcase yawns.

"Well, I'll just take a quick nap then. Wake me up when you need some help." He says.

"You going to leave just the two of us here?" Julia asks.

>Who will you take? Who will you leave behind?

>>25079726
Thinking leave behind Ramirez or maybe brilliant.

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>>25079779
Hrrrrrm. No ideas?

>>25079779
"RAMIREZ! Defend the armor with your rifle!"

>>25079726
Okay, we'll want to take the bulk of the squad with us, and leave behind a force to hold a position just in case.

So leave Aleksandr, just in case they have other things that come up, the two tanks, and maybe one other.

>>25079726
Ramirez stays to provide anti-lancer/explosives support, the rest of us move in.

Did Julia get the 88mm mounted yet?

>>25079938
Yes, she already has the 88 equipped.

Ramirez+Alek is what I would go for. Stormtrooper+sniper at a good distance just in case it gets too hot.

>>25079964
True, and the sniper won't do us much good crawling through bushes two inches from the enemy's face. Ramirez + Alek seems good to me.

>>25079964
Might also want to equip some plastic Plastic Explosives to a crew member as well. Just because we are on demolition duty and might just get lucky enough to avoid detection for a while.

Another thing is making sure Elizabeth is around to intercept enemy comms.

>>25080095
I assumed Heloise had them, but if she doesn't make sure she does.

>>25079726
"Alek, Ramirez, you two stay here and hold the fort. Alek, can you get a vantage point from here?"

"Well, I can climb a bit up this mountain and get some good line of sight. Range might be troublesome, though. It's a big valley."

"I know you can do it." You assure him. "The rest of you, we're going into the valley. Essentials only. We need to be quick and quiet."

The rest of the squad nods, checks their weapons, and begin to move in. Ahead, you can see two methods of approach.

First, there's the woods. There's lots of cover you can use to hide from the Imps, but it's thick and large. There's actually a very good chance you can get lost in there. Second is an old logging road. From the fresh tracks and footprints, it's obvious it's being used for supplies or patrols. Following it is a guaranteed straight shot to the target, but chances of being spotted by a patrol are much higher, since they'll frequent the road more often.

>Take the road.
>Move through the forest.
>Other

>>25080197
>Move through the forest.
Time for Brillant's training to come to use.

>>25080197
>move through the forest

>>25080197
>Move through the forest.
Also, for the sniper team we should have Ramirez taking the shots, since he can use every weapon, and Alek should be his spotter, since he's more experienced as a sniper.

>>25080197
>Move through the forest.
Sneaky time.

>>25080197
"We're going for a bit of a hike, Demons." You say. "Tarin, Brillant, I want you two on point. We need to find our way to the target, preferably before sunrise."

Both scouts nod and silently filter into the forest while the rest of your squad follows close behind.

>roll 2d20

Rolled 11, 4 = 15

>>25080438

Rolled 16, 10 = 26

>>25080438

Rolled 12, 5 = 17

>>25080438

Rolled 15, 13 = 28

>>25080438

Rolled 17, 20 = 37

>>25080438
YEAH

>>25080477
You make good time through the forest. Brillant seems to be in his element, since the Ustian mountain ranges resemble his homeland. He picks his way through the trees and brush to find an effective path.

Meanwhile, the forest is almost completely silent. The leaves and brush do a good job of absorbing sounds, and the noise the Imps and their artillery cause scared away most of the native wildlife.

However, you see Tarin kneel and make a fist, warning you to hold position.

"What do you see?" You whisper.

"Imp patrol. Four men. Two scouts and two shocktroopers."

>Take them out.
>Take them out SILENTLY.
>Let them pass.
>Other

>>25080577
>Let them pass.

Rolled 13

>>25080577
Let them pass

>>25080577
>Let them pass.

>>25080577
>Let them pass.
Stay on target. Stay on target.

>>25080577

>Take them out SILENTLY.

Rolled 13, 3, 6, 4 = 26

>>25080577
You motion for your squad to stay down and stay quiet as the patrol picks its way through the forest.

(cont)

>>25080684
>3, 6, 4
Fuck.

Rolled 1, 4 = 5

>>25080684
Let us pray that is the rolls of the troopers.

>>25080707
MC rolling low is good for us, I think.

>>25080707
no, that's good, we roll for the squad, he rolls for npcs.

since the only npcs in the area are the imp patrol...

>>25080684
"Shit, why the hell are we all the way out here?" One of the Imp soldiers grumbles. "Nothing but trees and the goddamn cold."

"Because somebody with more shiny pins than we do said so." The lead scout retorts, obviously just as enthusiastic about this patrol as his buddies. "That's all there is to it."

One of the scouts stops and looks in your direction for a second, tilting his head curiously.

"Hey! Mike! What the hell are you doing?!" One of the shocktroopers yells. "Lets get going and get this shit over with."

"I thought I heard somethin-"

"There's fucking nothing but trees. Trees where we were, trees where we are, and we're going to be walking into even more trees! Just get your ass moving!"

"Fine, fine." The scout grumbles and follows his squadmates, not even giving a second glance back."

You can see Tarin just shaking her head. "Unprofessional."

"Let's keep moving." You say.

>roll 2d20

Rolled 19, 16 = 35

>>25080758

Rolled 14, 17 = 31

>>25080758

Rolled 11, 12 = 23

>>25080758
rollan

>>25080765
Thank you anon.

Rolled 8, 11 = 19

>>25080765
Nice

Let's see what I roll up even if it's too late

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>>25080765
As you make your way further into the forest, you come across the river. It's not particularly big or threatening, though. One by one, your squad begins stepping or jumping over the river, except for Sam, who stands at the edge of the river with a glum look on her face. You wonder what could possibly be going on when it clicks.

Due to her size, Sam's not tall enough to just step over the river, and her lancer gear made her too heavy to just jump over it.

"Problem, Sam?" You ask, trying not to grin or smile.

"Shut. Up." Sam scowls.

While funny, you realize that you're wasting valuable time. You need to move right now.

>Just tell her to suck it up and wade through.
>Toss her.
>Other

>>25080879
piggy back ride?

>>25080879
Take her stuff and jump it so she can jump herself.

At least let her keep a little dignity.

>>25080895
Second.

>>25080879
>Toss her.

>>25080879
Toss her.

>>25080895
"Ehehehehe remember when we first met?"

Most definitely

>>25080895
If we're going to carry her we should at least do a princess carry.

>>25080879
Toss her

>>25080922
>>25080895
Time to recreate how we first met.

Use her lance to pole vault!

>>25080879
"Sam, you know how you once told me that no one tosses a Lancer? Well there's a first time for everything." then grab her and throw her across before she can object.

Rolled 11, 5 = 16

>>25080879

"Remember when we first met? Lets try a similar solution."

>>25080895

Supported.

This shall be hilarious.

>>25080879
"Well, I suppose I can take one for the team." You sigh. "Sam, toss me your lance."

"Um, okay, Cap." Sam lobs her lance over the river and you catch it and set it aside. Then you leap back to her side of the river.

"Okay, here we go." You say as you bend down and pick her up, slinging her over your shoulder.

"Hey! S-stop it, Cap! This is embarrassing!" Sam wails.

"Ah, it's not like it's the first time we did this." You grin. Now all you have to do is get across the river. Preferably without getting wet.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 8

>>25081008
Time to make tank noises.

Rolled 8

>>25081008

Rolled 13

>>25081008

>>25080922>>25080879

>other

Do you remember a certain little Gallian village? Because I sure do!

Heft her and jump!

Rolled 19

>>25081008

Rolled 17

>>25081008
dice gods hear me roar!!

Rolled 18

>>25081008

>>25081027
>>25081028
>>25081033
Oh dear.

>>25081064
On the bright side at least we bought STR last time. So it might not be to bad.

Rolled 17

>>25081008

>>25081091
You sure? Pastebin says we have 1 str, but MC may just not have updated that.

>>25081112
I'm pretty sure we had zero before.

>>25081112
I think it was zero before.

So did we knock out Fleisher before or after we had one strength?

>>25081064
13 is an okay roll and I doubt carrying someone across a river is going to be so monumentally hard that we'll completely fuck up and screw everything over without a 15+ roll.

>>25081138
Before.

>>25081033
You try make a running leap across the gap with Sam over your shoulder, but... you don't quite make it. Whether it was because you flubbed the jump, or Sam's extra weight, you land just short of shore and are rewarded with your boots getting drenched in freezing water. Your shit eating grin suddenly turns into a pained grimace.

"Serves you right." Sam pouts after you set her down on shore. The other Demons are trying not to laugh, whether from the carry stunt or the failed jump or both, you're not sure. A venomous glare from both you and Sam silences them.

Meanwhile, this whole time, Heloise has been kneeling at the shore staring at the water, her face contorted as if in deep thought.

"Heloise! What are you up to?" You ask.

"There's something about this water..." Heloise dips her finger into the water and licks it. "I knew it!"

"What?"

"This river's contaminated with motor oil and gunpowder. I'll bet you the Edelweiss that the Imp battery we're looking for is upriver from here."

"That's... pretty good." You admit. "Okay, lets move!"

>roll 2d20

>>25081138
Before, it's likely part of the reason the fight was so hard.

Rolled 3, 9 = 12

>>25081168

Rolled 9, 5 = 14

>>25081168
'Ere we go.

Rolled 15

>>25081168

Rolled 12, 5 = 17

>>25081168
yeah

>>25081168
>jumping a river we can step across requiring a higher roll than a 13

Rolled 15

>>25081181
woops, here's my second one.

>>25081180
I think I'll go commit harakiri now.

>>25081184
Blame Sam's weight. (but not out loud)

Rolled 1, 5 = 6

>>25081181
why just one dice???

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>>25081214
>>25081178
>>25081180

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>>25081214
I'm sorry. I'll report to the shame box right now.

>>25081248
more like I have to report to the shame box...
a 1 and 5... what're the odds?

>>25081181
>>25081192
I know these won't count but I really wish they did.

>>25081184
Oh, it's just some wet boots. Nothing too serious.

>>25081183
Following the river seems to have been the right call, as you can hear the distant thundering of cannons as you move farther and farther upriver. It feels like you're almost there when Tarin and Brillant warn you of yet another patrol incoming.

"Eight this time. Mixed squad." Brillant whispers.

>Take them out.
>Take them out silently.
>Avoid them.
>Other

>>25081308
>Avoid them.

>>25081308
Too many to take 'em out sneaky-like. Avoid 'em.

>>25081308
We can't take out that many at once,
>Avoid

>Avoid them.

>>25081308
Avoid em. It's probably going to be tougher to do so though and with so many it's going to be a problem to deal with if we have to fight them without our current surprise advantage.

>>25081308
it's more the
>every action ever requires a roll better than 15 to succeed

It takes no account whatsoever into difficulty scales.

>>25081308
>Take them out when the artillery fires the next fusillade
Getting spotted is too risky against 8

>>25081308
>Avoid them.

Rolled 5, 20, 20, 19, 5, 6, 6, 2 = 83

>>25081308
The patrol is big and threatening, but they're also big and loud. A smaller squad like yours should be able to sneak around them, provided something doesn't go horribly wrong.

>roll 6d20. The side that rolls lower wins.

>>25081365
Second this. Time our shots, and take out as many as possible in the first volley.

Rolled 14, 18, 10, 4, 17, 8 = 71

>>25081424

Rolled 1, 6, 8, 1, 16, 6 = 38

>>25081424

Rolled 3, 1, 17, 7, 12, 19 = 59

>>25081424
lower you say?

>>25081424
>2 20s

should be easy to roll under.

Rolled 4, 20, 7, 10, 16, 13 = 70

>>25081424

>>25081440
MC tried to fool the dice gods, but the dice gods are omniscient.

>>25081458
I think he switched it because he knew more dice = more chance for success when our smaller numbers should make us harder to detect.

>>25081440
The thundering of the distant cannons serves to hide the noise your squad make as they sneak past the 8 man patrol. They continue on their business, loudly clomping their way through the woods on the lookout for intruders that they have already missed.

It's another few minutes before you reach the edge of a rather large clearing. You can see that the Imps have set up a semi-permanent firebase in the valley, with a cluster of buildings surrounding two massive, stubby barrels pointing at the sky. One of them suddenly roars as it vomits flame and smoke, its oversized shell screaming through the air as it heads for some unfortunate Ustian's house.

"Jackpot." You whisper.

Quickly scanning the area, you come up with several possible plans to neutralize the cannons.

>Have one team create a distraction while a second team swoops in to destroy the cannons.
>Try to sneak through the camp and destroy the cannons.
>See if you can get some artillery on this position, whether from your vehicles or whatever Freyberg has available.
>Other

>>25081597
We haven't ran into any patrols yet, so let's call in the thunder and stay hidden.

>>25081597
>>See if you can get some artillery on this position, whether from your vehicles or whatever Freyberg has available.

>>25081597
>other

Hijack the fuckhueg artillery pieces and sell them for profit.

>See if you can get some artillery on this position, whether from your vehicles or whatever Freyberg has available.
Give the Ustian's some revenge

Rolled 9, 8, 14, 17, 2, 10 = 60

>>25081597
>See if you can get some artillery on this position, whether from your vehicles or whatever Freyberg has available.

If we have mortar/artillery support, target the buildings as a distraction. If we get lucky, we might kill the CO or XO of the detachment.

A team for each cannon, take them both out at the same time in the confusion.

>>25081597
>See if you can get some artillery on this position, whether from your vehicles or whatever Freyberg has available.

let see how they like it!

Rolled 19

>>25081597
"Elizabeth." You whisper into your radio. "Looks like our guess was correct. I got eyes on the targets, Grid 9 on the map. Relay the position to Freyberg and tell him to unload every damn cannon he has on it."

"I'll take care of it right away, sir." Elizabeth says cheerfully.

(cont)

>>25081597
So we be forward observers...

Bring down a rain of steel and thunder oh blessed Gods! (or it valkyrur... man what is the religion of this place exactly?)

>>25081745
Well whoever it is, make sure it isn't one of those Gods who has a boner for killing Darcsens for no reason.

>>25081745
Artillery is best god anyways.

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Rolled 5, 9, 9, 13, 13, 8, 16, 13, 2, 14 = 102

>>25081736
"Get ready for some thunder." Freyberg announces over your radio. "We've been itching to give the bastards a taste of their own medicine. We're getting every damn gun we can get pointed your way. I... uh... suggest you try and take some cover. This is going to be a tad intense."

"Julia, Headcase, you got that, right?"

"Yep, guns are aimed and ready. Just waiting for the fireworks." Julia says.

"Da. Just give us order and we shoot!" Your mortar team joins in.

>roll 5d20

Rolled 3, 18, 1, 1, 10 = 33

>>25081800

Rolled 1, 7, 18, 14, 16 = 56

>>25081800

Rolled 16, 14, 19, 18, 9 = 76

POP POP POP

Rolled 1, 16, 13, 15, 12 = 57

>>25081800
ARTY PARTY GO

Rolled 1, 2, 4, 17, 4 = 28

>>25081800

Rolled 20, 3, 20, 13, 8 = 64

>>25081800

Rolled 14, 9, 10, 11, 6 = 50

>>25081823
POP POP indeed.

Rolled 3, 19, 19, 7, 7 = 55

>>25081813
All those ones...

>>25081800
>>25081823
Unfortunately, whether it was the difficulty of aiming the shot, or if the Ustian gunners' accuracy wasn't up to par, most of the shots land wildly, failing to hit the Gorgons but managing to make a mess of pretty much everything else around them. On artillery shell scores a direct hit, blowing a chunk off of a Gorgon's front side. Julia's 88mm shell screams overhead, plowing into the Gorgon's track. Mortar shells land on both Gorgons. While not doing much damage to the guns themselves, the mortars do manage to kill or scatter the crews, preventing them from being able to move the guns to a safer position.

However, not every shell hits the enemy. One such such lands perilously close to your position, serving as a cold reminder that you're also technically in the line of fire.

Meanwhile, ammo caches are set off and explode in a cloud of flame, forming a brief second sun. The Gorgons are wounded but not down, and either case they won't be going anywhere for a while.

>Stay here and keep reporting to Freyberg. Confirm the kill.
>They're confused and scattered. Finish off the Gorgons ourselves.
>Lets get the hell out of here. Freyberg's guns can handle the rest.
>Other

>>25081979
>Stay here and keep reporting to Freyberg. Confirm the kill.

Call in adjustments. Help our artybros out.

>>25081979

Oh shit, it's back.

>They're confused and scattered. Finish off the Gorgons ourselves.

Looks like opportunity to me.

>>25081979
>Lets get the hell out of here. Freyberg's guns can handle the rest.
Unless they got a damn teleporter or magic repair ragnite those guns aren't going anywhere, and another couple minutes of shelling will end them nicely.

>>25081979
Would it be technically be possible to drive one of the Gorgons back?

>>25081979
>They're confused and scattered. Finish off the Gorgons ourselves.

>>25081979
>Stay here and keep reporting to Freyberg. Confirm the kill.

>>25081979
>>They're confused and scattered. Finish off the Gorgons ourselves.

hit em now!

>>25081979
>They're confused and scattered, finish off the gorgons ourselves.

Can't loot the corpse if we run away before it becomes one, or if there's nothing left of it, due to it being a pulverized mess.

>>25081979
>They're confused and scattered. Finish off the Gorgons ourselves.

>>25081979
>They're confused and scattered. Finish off the Gorgons ourselves.

if we can take the guns intact we could sell me to the ustian's or let Q look at em

>They're confused and scattered. Finish off the Gorgons ourselves.
Time to loot!

>>25082039
em to*

>>25081979
>They're confused and scattered. Steal the Gorgons for ourselves.
Those things are gonna make great isorla.

>>25081979
LET'S GET LOOTIN' BOYZ

>loot
Why? It's bloody railgun no not that type of railgun. It's large, unwieldy, and doesn't fit the idea of mobile warfare...

Just, ugh. You people, I swear.

Even if you want to sell the damn thing I would doubt anyone, but the Imps would want it as they're the only ones most likely making its shells...

>>25082098
if we can turn the guns on em and use the left over ammo to blast there HQ in to dust

>>25082098

We can attach the gun to, uh, something, and shoot it at stuff.

Don't you bring logic into this.

>>25082098
other people can study the engineering that went into it to progress their own materiel sciences.

>>25082125
BLOW EVERYTHING UP FOR THE GLORY OF THE STRUMFURER NAME!

>>25082125
smart idea I like it!

>>25082098
reverse engineering rookie

>>25082133
>Don't you bring logic into this.
Sense no one else wants too, I will.

>>25082125
You mean the ammo that just went boom?

>>25082144
>>25082169
It's large artillery piece its not magic, son.

>>25081979
After what seems like an eternity, the shelling finally ends as Freyberg's guns have to stop to restock their ammo. You notice that as soon as the shells stop falling, Imps are already running back to try and repair the Gorgons and put out the fires. At the rate they're going they might be able to get the moved before the next bombardment is ready.

"Demons! We're going to go in and finish those things off!" You yell.

The guards are still scattered and confused, after all. It should be relatively simple to blow past them.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 10

>>25082180

Rolled 9

>>25082180
Rolling.

Rolled 1

>>25082180
Rejoice

Rolled 7

>>25082180
ROLLAN

Rolled 20

>>25082180

Rolled 11

>>25082180

Rolled 20

>>25082197
>>25082192
>>25082196
>>25082185


WHYYYYY

Rolled 8

>>25082180

>>25082197
>>25082192
I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

>>25082192
WE ARE DOOMED!

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>>25082192
>>25082197

>>25082197
S rank luck

>>25082197
Damnit, Kirei. Why didn't you post sooner. Now we got to deal with the guy who failed absolutely at your job.

>>25082192

REJOICE!!

Rolled 11

>>25082192
Clearly... this faker is Lancer

>>25082178
>It's large artillery piece its not magic, son.
And jet engines aren't magic either, but China has spent DECADES trying to get reliable domestically built ones.

>>25082294

Brb, collecting command seals. Anyone seen Bazzett?

>>25082300
Thats more because the parts keep breaking down.

>>25082192>
>25082197
>>25082214

seriously what the hell

>>25082338
Only the truly skill may call upon the power of rejoicing.

>>25082189
Unfortunately, the guards aren't quite as scattered and confused as you hoped for. You see a small knot have noticed you and managed to rally, forming a ragged defense line between you and the Gorgons.

>Engage them.
>No time for this. Move around them.
>Fall back.
>Other

do I need to start rolling again?

>>25082383
>Engage them.

They saw us anyway, rather end them than turn tail.

>>25082383
>Engage them.

if our lancers have HE let em rip!

>>25082383
>No time for this. Move them.

Nothing says get out of the way like several explosives being lobbed at your face.

>>25082383
ATTACK!

>>25082383

FOLLOW MY TACERS!
ENGAGE THOSE IMPERIALS!
MOVE INTO POSITION! ENGAGE ENGAGE!

>>25082383
>No time for this. Move around them.
We really don't want to get bogged down here. The longer this takes the worst off we are. If we can just throw nades at their spots and keep pushing.

>>25082398
>HE
>not frag

>>25082383
Engage them, hard and fast, frag lance rounds and covering fire while Jager rushes them.

Rolled 17

>>25082424
... He's shooting a bunch metal

(that how the quote went right?)

>>25082448
Can you believe that retard is in charge of people?

>>25082383
Lance+Frag grenade to the faces.

>>25082383
"Everybody! Use frags!" You yell, spraying suppressive fire at the Imps to keep them down.

>roll 8d20

Rolled 5, 19, 2, 9, 4, 7, 20, 1 = 67

>>25082540

Rolled 3, 13, 7, 20, 16, 20, 17, 1 = 97

>>25082540

Rolled 16, 16, 10, 20, 12, 8, 13, 13 = 108

>>25082540
Forgot my rolls.

Rolled 17, 7, 18, 16, 2, 18, 4, 4 = 86

>>25082540
GO LUCKY ROLL

Rolled 3, 9, 15, 15, 5, 18, 2, 18 = 85

>>25082540

Rolled 19, 8, 9, 18, 1, 5, 10, 14 = 84

>>25082540

Rolled 20, 20, 17, 11, 14, 16, 4, 3 = 105

>>25082540
yeah

>>25082553
Oh dear.

>>25082552
>>25082553

Man, I don't even know. Math hurts me, Im a humanities guy.

>>25082462
Sergeant, I didn't get to shoot!

according to the "must beat a 15" thing, >>25082552
actually beats >>25082553
with 1 more successful roll.

>>25082552
>>25082553
Shit, I don't even. I think we're kind of gonna break even on this, though one of our men is definitely going to get hurt.

>>25082552
Your shots don't really do much damage, but it keeps most of the Imps in place while the rest of your squad throws their frag grenades and Sam and Isolde fire off their frag lances. Explosions ripple across the Imp line, basically wiping the defenders out.

Unfortunately, they manage to get a volley of shots off. Tarin takes a rifle shot the shoulder while Isolde take two hits in her breastplate and collapses.

"Isolde!" Sam rushes over to her fellow lancer and rolls her over. She's still alive, for now.

"I-I'm fine." Isolde mutters.

Heloise does a quick check on Isolde. Her armor managed to stop one of the bullets, the other managed to penetrate.

"The wound's shallow." Heloise grimaces. "But it's going to take a while to fix. Tarin's wound, too."

You frown. It's only a matter of time before more Imps start to rally and swarm you, but you can't very well keep pushing with two of your squad hurt.

"I don't think we can do this on our own, Cap." Sam frowns.

>We need to reach those guns. Keep moving.
>Stay here and wait till they're both properly treated.
>Split up.
>Other
>Also, call in the rearguard to reinforce you or not?

>>25082825
Call in the rear guard, have Heloise Isolde and Tarin back off and meet up with them, while everybody else pushes forward.

>>25082825
>Stay here and wait till they're both properly treated.
The tanks can keep firing, but they shouldn't move to reinforce yet.

>>25082825
We just need to tie up the enemy until our own guns can ready up another salvo! And they're out of commission for at least a little while too. Don't push our luck. Hunker down and get 'em treated, or even possibly start falling back.

>>25082825
>We need to reach those guns. Keep moving.
>call in the rearguard to reinforce you or not?

>>25082825
its time to call in our tanks

>>25082825
This is why we should have just helped the artillery... sigh.

Anyways.

>Stay here and wait till they're both properly treated.
>Call up reinforcement

They know we're here, might as well go full on.

>>25082877
>our own guns can ready up another salvo!
We're in the kill zone for friendly fire most likely. I would prefer not to be hit by it.

>>25082825
This is the situation where artillery would be useful as hell.

>Stay here and wait till they're both properly treated.
>Call up reinforcement

>>25082825
And this is why we should of stayed put and let the artillery do the job for us.

>>25082929
That's why I said 'possibly start falling back', hell no to sticking around when they start firing again.

>>25083023
>possibly start falling back
Makes this charge a waste of both time and wounds. If we were going to wait for arty to help we should have never charged out in the first place. Instead continued to play spotter like we were at the beginning .

>>25082825
"Julia! Headcase! Get your asses down here right now! We're in dire need of some armor support!"

"Jeez, what did you guys get yourselves in this time?" Julia sighs.

"You should just take a deep breath and relax, man." Headcase says. "We'll be there."

"Heloise." You turn to your engineer. "Get Tarin and Isolde patched up. Get them to cover before Freyberg fires he next salvo."

"Got it." Heloise begins pulling out ragnaids.

>roll 1d20

>>25083071
It's what happens when the thought of loot gets in the way.

Rolled 2

>>25083102

Rolled 20

>>25083102

Rolled 7

>>25083102

Rolled 18

>>25083102
Rollin'

Rolled 12

>>25083023
>>25083125
YES

>>25083103
Which needs to stop before it kills someone.

>>25083148

Hindsights 20/20 folks, no need to judge everyone for how the dice turned out. Let's work on getting out of this.

>>25083174
The problem is this was foolish thing from the word go. We /had/ a good location to play spotter. We /could/ have walked that artillery all over them. But nope. People suddenly gets this dumb plan of charging in. You don't loot before or during a mission. You want loot? Get it after the mission from whatever is left.

>>25083125
"wait, What the hell is that music!?"

>>25083262
Friends all tried to warn me but I held my head up high.
All the time they warned me but I only passed them by.
They all tried to tell me but I guess I didn't care.
I turned my back and left them standing there.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IBYzMRhOTCw

>>25083235
It's /tg/ if there's something red and shiny, their retard levels end up putting /b/ to shame.

>>25083125
Fortunately, with the fires and secondary explosions, the other guards don't notice the brief firefight that took place and continue with their efforts to try and save the Gorgons.

Suddenly, you a hear faint noise under the roar of fire and music. Was it... music?

"What the hell is that sound?" You ask moments before Headcase's tank destroyer bursts from the treeline.

"HEEEEEERE'S HEADCAAAAAAASE!"

"Headcase! Where's Julia?" You ask.

"She's still trying to get through the forest with the others. Fenrir doesn't really agree with this forest, apparently."

You turn to look at the Gorgons. This close, there was no way Headcase could miss them. Plus his cannon was powerful enough to completely demolish them with a direct hit. On the other hand, those guns would make great salvage, but that would mean you'd have to eliminate every Imp in the area in order to safely capture them.

>Headcase, take out the Gorgons and we can get the hell out of here.
>Try and take the Gorgons intact. They could be useful.
>Other

>>25083342
>Try and take the Gorgons intact. They could be useful.

>>25083342
>Headcase, take out the Gorgons and we can get the hell out of here.


Loot is nice. I prefer squadmates with all their bodyparts.

>>25083342
>Try and take the Gorgons intact. They could be useful.

>>25083342
Put one right in the ammo rack for me homie.

>>25083342
>Headcase, take out the Gorgons and we can get the hell out of here.
As much as I'd love to mount one of 'em on Vergeltung, this one's a wash.

>>25083342
>Headcase, take out the Gorgons and we can get the hell out of here.

>>25083342
>Headcase, take out the Gorgons and we can get the hell out of here.

Just finish this mission without more casualties, please.

>>25083342

Mission first, slag those gorgons!

>>25083342
>Headcase, take out the Gorgons and we can get the hell out of here.

>>25083365
>>25083372
Can't say we didn't try, but it's never smart to spend good money on bad.
>Headcase, take out the Gorgons and we can get the hell out of here.

Rolled 15

>>25083392
>>Headcase, take out the Gorgons and we can get the hell out of here.

>Headcase, take out the Gorgons and we can get the hell out of here.

Better to finish the mission with minimium causalities than to get loot and have half the team bed ridden.

>>25083426

Im all for trying, but the dice were not with us, so its time to cut our losses.

well at least they will explode nice

Rolled 18

Get headcase to take out the Gorgons.Tell the artillery to launch of second wave when we get far enough away.

well there will be Gorgons in the future that we can capture...

>>25083342
"Headcase, take out the Gorgons." You say. "Everybody else, fall back. Once Headcase takes out the Gorgons he and Julia will cover our retreat. Then Freyberg can finish off whatever is left with his artillery."

"Got it, sir." Headcase says. Two shots and two fireballs signify the Gorgons being permanently ended as a threat.

As you small convoy trundles away from the battlefield, you can hear the whistling of more Ustian shells raining down on the Imperial base. Whether they were on target or not, you don't know and you don't care.

>Check on the wounded. See if they're okay.
>Call Freyberg, tell him the mission is completed.
>Have Sam take over and get some rest.
>Other

>Check on the wounded. See if they're okay.

First things first.

>>25083653
>Check on the wounded. See if they're okay.

>>25083653
>Check on the wounded. See if they're okay.

>>25083653
Check on the wounded and the call up Freyberg and tell him mission complete

>>25083653
Wounded. Check. Yeah.

>>25083653
>Check on the wounded. See if they're okay.

"Tarin, Isolde, you two holding out okay?"

>>25083262
>>25083301
Is Kelly's Heroes worth a watch?

>>25083653
>Check on the wounded. See if they're okay.

Job's not done until everyone is home.

>>25083807
Hell yes.

>>25083807

> not watching it every memorial day

I am too tired to really be offended, but damn.

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>>25083807
Stop reading this thread
Go watch it
Now
Seriously

>>25083653
You decide to check in on Tarin and Isolde, who are still recovering from their wounds. While the ragnaid has healed the for the most part, they're still exhausted from the ordeal.

"Hey, are you two all right?" You ask, a bit worried.

"I've had worse." Tarin shrugs, and then winces as the motion irritates her wounded shoulder.

"Likewise." Isolde nods in agreement. "A Knight would never succumb to such a minor wound."

You nod. Given both their backgrounds, you have no doubt they're no stranger to getting hurt. However, you get the feeling they're also saying it so as not to worry you.

"Ragnaid, some pretty amazing stuff, isn't it?" Heloise smiles.

>Do you want to say anything else?

>>25083993

Props on the attentive medical care.

>>25083993
I wonder if the Q-man can upgrade the Ragnaid?

Did everyone fall asleep?

>>25083993
Very good team. Carry on.

>>25084238
Not good at coming up with something to say.

>>25084238
maybe they took >>25083885 's advice

>>25084327

Its not really a great juncture for dialogue, and Im too tired to think up something worth saying beyond 'good job'.

>>25083993

"Ustio is ours! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... eh, I mean, safe. Ustio is safe."

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>>25083993
"Good job on the medical care." You say to Heloise appreciatively.

"Aw, it's nothing. Just twist and pop a ragnaid." Heloise laugh lightly.

"Well, you did a good job anyways." You say, leaning back to get some rest. You knew that even though this mission was over, Freyberg would be throwing another one at you.

---

Meanwhile, on the other side of Europa, Sir Erik Schnee prepares for one of his greatest and most difficult battles yet.

Politics.

"Princess, why must I attend the Council meeting?" You ask, not even bothering to hide your glumness. "My place is on the battlefield, not a council chamber."

"Because." Princess Karla Hohenzollern says striding down the hall, "I have a special project I must attend to that requires my personal attention. I have no time for Council matters, and you are the only one of my personal guard present."

"Why didn't you just send me to Ustio with Sir Heinrich?" You ask.

"Redundant. Only one knight is necessary to lead an offensive. I'd rather save you for something much more important. Like this!"

>I really think you should reconsider.
>I will do my best, then.
>I don't even know anything about the Council!
>Other

>>25084388

>I will do my best, then

But Princess, in order for me to do my best, I require a detailed briefing. What specific Council matters do you want me to attend?

>>25084388
>Erik is the Chosen Undead
Aw fuck

Rolled 3

>>25084388
>>I don't even know anything about the Council!

>>25084388
>I don't even know anything about the Council!

ERIK ONLY KNOWS WAR!

>>25084407
huh?

>>25084388
>I will do my best, then.

Knights don't complain.

>>25084420
Dark Souls

>>25084420
Dark Souls, the armour in Command's pic is from Dark Souls

>>25084388
>Other
As you wish.

>>25084407
Nah, thats Oscar.

>I don't even know anything about the Council!

>>25084420
A creature that refuses to die despite being killed countless times.

>>25084388
I trust your judgement, Princess. If you believe I am the right man for this job, then the council will hear my fury until their ears bleed crimson pain.

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>>25084440

>>25084453
Whats mindblowing about that?
Did I deep by accident?

>>25084467
Oh wait, i thought of a different character...
Fuck i need sleep

>>25084388
>Other

Turn on a hint of dry sarcasm. "As you wish Princess. I shall do battle for you within the council chambers. I will rip their guts out with my insightful words and use them to grease the treads of my awe inspiring arguments. I shall verbally cut them down and rain your agenda down upon them like artillery.

Metaphorically speaking of course."

>>25084388
>>I don't even know anything about the Council!

Yeah, this seems the most IC for Erik here.

>>25084482
I like this.

>>25084388
>I don't even know anything about the Council!

>>25084449
>Will not die when killed
Too bad I don't know where that one Shirou image is.

>>25084449
Like Phoenixes? You know the immortal bird that is reborn when it dies. The one that is also his namesake?