>>4213037
>Attacking a mining base, having sided with the Populist Worker's front

>>4213037
>Assaulting the Taltor Free Union, alongside the Baron's forces

>>4213037
>Attacking a mining base, having sided with the Populist Worker's front

>>4213037
>Assaulting the Taltor Free Union, alongside the Baron's forces

Someone wanna break the tie? I'll wait 20 before updating

>>4213037
>Assaulting the Taltor Free Union, alongside the Baron's forces

>>4213037
>Get on with the quest

>>4213130
>Assaulting the Taltor Free Union, alongside the Baron's forces
Shit, wrong thread

>>4213134
Ah, a man of culture.

>>4213134
>>4213128
>>4213069
>>4213048

From your position, you can see the black-and-gold soldiers of Baron Yu Xian streaming on either side of your small hill rush towards the grey bunkers on the ridge opposite. Flashes of cyan, as powerguns rip downwards from the entrenched Taltorian positions, light the figures in flames. The Baron, never a cautious man, has committed the bulk of his infantry to the fight. The Taltorians have dug in, and are making mincemeat of the assault.

You manage to pull yourself up to your comm-set. You were hired, along with several other companies, to provide crucial support. You radio in to the bulk of your force to attack. They are

>Heavy Tanks. Armoured in tritanium, and bristling with ordnance, they are expensive to maintain
>Armoured Infantry. Clad in powersuits, these infantry excel at offense, but can be brought down by guerilla tactics
>Mechanized Infantry. APCs and mixed arms make up this flexible, if lightly armoured, force
>Light Infantry. Small units of men, organized into hit-and-run kill teams. Fluid and fast, but lacking in overall power

File: 075.jpg (29 KB, 680x383)

29 KB JPG

>>4213138
Indeed I am, my good fellow.

>>4213174
>Heavy Tanks. Armoured in tritanium, and bristling with ordnance, they are expensive to maintain
Gotta crack that bunker like an egg.

>>4213174

>Heavy Tanks. Armoured in tritanium, and bristling with ordnance, they are expensive to maintain

>>4213174
>Heavy Tanks. Armoured in tritanium, and bristling with ordnance, they are expensive to maintain

>>4213174

>>4213174
>Heavy Tanks. Armoured in tritanium, and bristling with ordnance, they are expensive to maintain
>>4213200
?

File: Heavy Tanks.jpg (135 KB, 1213x659)

135 KB JPG

>>4213193
>>4213183
>>4213182

The answering rumble heralds the approach of your tanks. Born aloft by VTOL a-grav, and powered by fusion, the tanks round the small bend, and begin to smash the bunkers. Double-thuds of sonic waves wash your position. Your full contingent of tanks numbers twenty total, an expensive yet powerful force. With the bunkers alight, the Taltorians begin to buckle under the pressure of the infantry and tanks, but are holding firm. You can see that the enemy commander is committing their reserve!

You decide to call in your support elements, the smaller group that fills out the rest of your company

>Artillery. Rockets, mortars, and howitzers make for steel rain
>Gunships. Armoured pugs of the sky, with enough firepower to make the gods weep
>Mechanized Infantry. APCs and mixed arms make up this flexible, if lightly armoured, force
>Light Infantry. Small units of men, organized into hit-and-run kill teams. Fluid and fast, but lacking in overall power

>>4213174
>Armoured Infantry. Clad in powersuits, these infantry excel at offense, but can be brought down by guerilla tactics

>Mechanized Infantry. APCs and mixed arms make up this flexible, if lightly armoured, force

>>4213211
>Artillery. Rockets, mortars, and howitzers make for steel rain

>>4213211
>>Artillery. Rockets, mortars, and howitzers make for steel rain

>>4213211

>Mechanized Infantry. APCs and mixed arms make up this flexible, if lightly armoured, force

>>4213211
>Mechanized Infantry. APCs and mixed arms make up this flexible, if lightly armoured, force

>>4213211
>Artillery. Rockets, mortars, and howitzers make for steel rain

>>4213234
>>4213228
>>4213225
>>4213223
>>4213219
>>4213218

>Tied. Will need a split vote, or will roll in 20.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4213272

1 - Artillery
2 - Mechanized Infantry

>>4213306

Your infantry comes next. Fast and maneuverable, they blitz past the enemy line, as the tanks hold them in position. Small arms fire pours into the surprised defenders. The Taltorian position crumbles, and the path to the High Command within the neighbouring city is open. The Baron's troops rush forward with a large cheer! The city of Taltor lies open. You decide to

>Let the men sack the city. You have a Relaxed demeanor. Your troops make up for the lack of discipline with high morale
>Hold your troops back, and set up a fortified position. You have a Strategic demeanor. Your troops have average morale, and are sensibly disciplined.
>Immediately begin your three-part deep strike plan on the High Command, no lolly-gagging. You have a Strict demeanor. Your troops have a low morale, but are highly disciplined.

>>4213322
>Immediately begin your three-part deep strike plan on the High Command, no lolly-gagging. You have a Strict demeanor. Your troops have a low morale, but are highly disciplined.
Ghost Division shenanigans, engage

>>4213322
>Hold your troops back, and set up a fortified position. You have a Strategic demeanor. Your troops have average morale, and are sensibly disciplined.

>>4213322
>Hold your troops back, and set up a fortified position. You have a Strategic demeanor. Your troops have average morale, and are sensibly disciplined.

>>4213322
>>Let the men sack the city. You have a Relaxed demeanor. Your troops make up for the lack of discipline with high morale

>>4213322
>Let the men sack the city. You have a Relaxed demeanor. Your troops make up for the lack of discipline with high morale

>>4213322
>Hold your troops back, and set up a fortified position. You have a Strategic demeanor. Your troops have average morale, and are sensibly disciplined.

>>4213322
>Let the men sack the city. You have a Relaxed demeanor. Your troops make up for the lack of discipline with high morale

>>4213322
>Let the men sack the city. You have a Relaxed demeanor. Your troops make up for the lack of discipline with high morale

>>4213322
>Hold your troops back, and set up a fortified position. You have a Strategic demeanor. Your troops have average morale, and are sensibly disciplined.

>>4213322
> Hold your troops back, and set up a fortified position. You have a Strategic demeanor. Your troops have average morale, and are sensibly disciplined

>>4213342
>>4213348
>>4213379
>>4213426
>>4213451
>Hold your troops back, and set up a fortified position. You have a Strategic demeanor. Your troops have average morale, and are sensibly disciplined.

Issuing a swift order, you position your troops along the ridgeline, amongst the burnt-out bunkers. Entrenching soon follows, with your company providing oversight of Taltor. You slowly began to walk from your hilltop position, watching with no small amount of pride as the company flag is run up on a small mast. The flag shows

>an Imperial Eagle, from your previous years as a soldier in the service of the Emperor
>a stylized tank, indicating your companies main use and function
>nothing, just the company colours. No symbol for us yet.
>write-in

The flag sports the colours of
>red and black
>gold and blue
>purple and white
>write-in

>>4213579
>a stylized tank, indicating your companies main use and function
>purple and white

>>4213579
>a stylized tank, indicating your companies main use and function
>purple and white

>>4213579

>a stylized tank, indicating your companies main use and function
>purple and white

>>4213579
>a stylized tank, indicating your companies main use and function
>purple and white

File: Free Company Colours.jpg (35 KB, 512x512)

35 KB JPG

>>4213607
>>4213604
>>4213600
>>4213590
>Make a shit mock-up, feel free to change

The fluttering flag leads you to the new forward base. You are greeted by your men as you clamber your way up. They largely hail from

>all walks of life. Rich, poor, peasant, scholar, soldier. You let any join, so long as they have the aptitude
>ex-soldiers. Tough, hardened, and somewhat hard to replace
>the scum and dregs. Endlessly reprehensible, but often undisciplined and untrained

>>4213633
>>all walks of life. Rich, poor, peasant, scholar, soldier. You let any join, so long as they have the aptitude

>>4213633
>all walks of life. Rich, poor, peasant, scholar, soldier. You let any join, so long as they have the aptitude

>>4213633
> ex-soldiers. Tough, hardened, and somewhat hard to replace

>>4213633
>all walks of life. Rich, poor, peasant, scholar, soldier. You let any join, so long as they have the aptitude

>>4213633

>ex-soldiers. Tough, hardened, and somewhat hard to replace

>>4213633
>ex-soldiers. Tough, hardened, and somewhat hard to replace

>>4213633
>all walks of life. Rich, poor, peasant, scholar, soldier. You let any join, so long as they have the aptitude

>>4213679
>>4213639
>>4213636
>>4213635

They may be a motley crew, but their yours. Smiles and grins peer up from the mud-spattered infantry, and a tank commander, Myles, shouts down, "Got them bastards on the run, eh..."

>Commander. You may be relaxed, but still hold the title of Commander of this Free Company
>Sir. No need for titles, but you still need some respect
>Your name. All the troops may call you by your name
>You nickname. You're basically one of them at this point

>>4213806
>Commander. You may be relaxed, but still hold the title of Commander of this Free Company

>>4213806
>Sir. No need for titles, but you still need some respect

>>4213806
>Commander. You may be relaxed, but still hold the title of Commander of this Free Company

>>4213806
>Commander. You may be relaxed, but still hold the title of Commander of this Free Company

File: 5f9dfa8304e35bdd885e7ed85(...).jpg (8 KB, 200x190)

8 KB JPG

Alt. Flag

>>4213835
>>4213810
>>4213852

"Commander?"

You grunt in agreement, and head towards the command tent. Aides rush to and fro, and a pesky medic keeps trying to dress a small head wound. You finally manage to sit down in your chair with a weary sigh, watching as the Company settles in. In the distance, you hear the dull thump of artillery, and watch it splash into the sprawling industrial town below. The rain continues unabated. A runner comes up, asking for Commander...

>Smythe. Your ancestors were English settlers in the Yuralan system
>Verrati. Your grandfather was an Italian from the Inner Core
>Matsumoto. Your mother was a Japanese immigrant to the Juneau system
>Obesere. Your ancestors fled the mid-century African collapse
>write-in

>>4213806
>Commander. You may be relaxed, but still hold the title of Commander of this Free Company

>>4213857

Tank 1-4, also known as the Cuckoo's Nest, flies this battleflag

>>4213859
>Smythe. Your ancestors were English settlers in the Yuralan system

>>4213859
>Smythe. Your ancestors were English settlers in the Yuralan system
Jahn Smythe

>>4213859
>Matsumoto. Your mother was a Japanese immigrant to the Juneau system

>>4213859
>Augereau
Can we be French? If not
>Obesere

>>4213875
>Sure, the write-in is whatever you want, so long as there is support

>>4213859
> Smythe. Your ancestors were English settlers in the Yuralan system

>>4213875
>>4213859
Based Frenchposter, support

>>4213949
Someone has to defeat (((the eternal Anglo)))

>>4213875
+1

>>4213967
I thought it was the Hundred Year War not the Thousand Year War.

>>4213875
Switching to this because I don’t wanna be an anglo

>>4213875
+1

>>4213875
>>4213949
>>4213967
>>4213990
>>4214028
>>4214036

...Augereau. Your family came from France, and you still speak and hold to the traditions of the Old Country. The runner, a young lad in the Baron's colours, runs up and is

>not surprised to see a man staring back at him.
>surprised to see a woman staring back at him. Not many are commanders.

The lad urgently requests that you attend a meeting with the Baron and the other Free Company commanders. He rattles this off, and stands waiting to escort you back. You stand, grimacing as something pops in your back, and follow him, but not before

>Gesturing to your bodyguard to follow, a relic from your political days
>Gesturing to your security team to follow, a group you personally helped train and outfit
>Picking up your armour and weapons. You can capably protect yourself, having once served as a soldier

>>4214592
>not surprised to see a man staring back at him
>Picking up your armour and weapons. You can capably protect yourself, having once served as a soldier
We /chevalier/ nao

>>4214592
>surprised to see a woman staring back at him. Not many are commanders.
>Gesturing to your bodyguard to follow, a relic from your political days

>>4214592
>>surprised to see a woman staring back at him. Not many are commanders.

>>Gesturing to your security team to follow, a group you personally helped train and outfit

>>4214592
>surprised to see a woman staring back at him. Not many are commanders.
>Gesturing to your bodyguard to follow, a relic from your political days

>>4214592
>not surprised to see a man staring back at him.

>Picking up your armour and weapons. You can capably protect yourself, having once served as a soldier

>>4214592
>not surprised to see a man staring back at him.
>Picking up your armour and weapons. You can capably protect yourself, having once served as a soldier

>>4214592
>surprised to see a woman staring back at him. Not many are commanders.
>Picking up your armour and weapons. You can capably protect yourself, having once served as a soldier

>>4214592
>>not surprised to see a man staring back at him.
>Picking up your armour and weapons. You can capably protect yourself, having once served as a soldier

>>4214592
>surprised to see a woman staring back at him. Not many are commanders.

>Gesturing to your security team to follow, a group you personally helped train and outfit

Hey aren't you the qm of expedition quest?

>>4214592
>surprised to see a woman staring back at him. Not many are commanders.
>Picking up your armour and weapons. You can capably protect yourself, having once served as a soldier

>>4214592
>not surprised to see a man staring back at him.
>Gesturing to your security team to follow, a group you personally helped train and outfit

>>4214650
>Yes. Put that on hold for a bit, wanted to try something different. Will definitely come back to it though

>>4214600
+1

>>4214592
>>surprised to see a woman staring back at him. Not many are commanders.
>>Picking up your armour and weapons. You can capably protect yourself, having once served as a soldier

File: The Baron.jpg (524 KB, 1920x1811)

524 KB JPG

>surprised to see a woman staring back at him. Not many are commanders.
>Picking up your armour and weapons. You can capably protect yourself, having once served as a soldier

Your kit, a refitted battle-harness, fits like an old glove, and the weighted assurance of an las-pistol at your side is welcome after such a difficult day. The Baron is near the edge of the city, and already well into his cups. He looks up as you approach. Beside him, you can see Yasonovich, the Russian officer in charge of Beloc's Bears, and Mastumoto, leader of the Red Sun Coalition.

"So kind of you to join us, my dear girl. We were just beginning to discuss contracts," drawled the Baron Yu Xian. "You see, these sort of things cost a lot of money, and even if I get Taltor under my thumb, as it once was, I still will be, how you say, short for your contracts. I could pay all of you less, or two of you the proper fee," he trails of with a low snicker.

You turn to face the other commanders. Yasonovich is scowling, but that's hardly surprising. Mastumoto also has a grimace, but one you've seen before. The man can be a bit of a stickler for the rules. However, the Baron's duplicity is not unsurprising, which is why you still have you ace-in-the-hole

>An old Imperial cruiser in orbit. It's in shoddy shape, but it's capable of jumps and means you don't have to pay the Spacers for transit
>A network of kill-sats, seeded from your shuttles when you arrived. You always make sure to set up a grid before going dirt-side
>Atomics. Your logistics holds high-yield bombs, capable of destroying the hardest targets

But how will you use them?

>Try to get the other commanders on your side. Rip the Baron apart, and get your pound of flesh. This breaks the contract
>Target one of the commanders. This will definitely make you rivals, but won't break the contract
>Take out both of the mercenaries. More of the spoils to you, and it won't break the contract
>Try to settle on a loss, and convince the companies to take the smaller cut. This won't break the contract

>>4214691
>Atomics. Your logistics holds high-yield bombs, capable of destroying the hardest targets
>Take out both of the mercenaries. More of the spoils to you, and it won't break the contract

Nukes baby. And never break a contract.

>>4214691
>Atomics. Your logistics holds high-yield bombs, capable of destroying the hardest targets
>Take out both of the mercenaries. More of the spoils to you, and it won't break the contract

>>4214691
>An old Imperial cruiser in orbit. It's in shoddy shape, but it's capable of jumps and means you don't have to pay the Spacers for transit
>Try to get the other commanders on your side. Rip the Baron apart, and get your pound of flesh. This breaks the contract

>>4214691
>An old Imperial cruiser in orbit. It's in shoddy shape, but it's capable of jumps and means you don't have to pay the Spacers for transit

>Try to get the other commanders on your side. Rip the Baron apart, and get your pound of flesh. This breaks the contract

>>4214691
>An old Imperial cruiser in orbit. It's in shoddy shape, but it's capable of jumps and means you don't have to pay the Spacers for transit

>Try to get the other commanders on your side. Rip the Baron apart, and get your pound of flesh. This breaks the contract

>>4214691
>Atomics. Your logistics holds high-yield bombs, capable of destroying the hardest targets
>Try to get the other commanders on your side. Rip the Baron apart, and get your pound of flesh. This breaks the contract

>>4214698
+1

>>4214691
>Atomics. Your logistics holds high-yield bombs, capable of destroying the hardest targets
>Try to get the other commanders on your side. Rip the Baron apart, and get your pound of flesh. This breaks the contract

>>4214691
>An old Imperial cruiser in orbit. It's in shoddy shape, but it's capable of jumps and means you don't have to pay the Spacers for transit
Named La Réale ("the royal")
>Try to settle on a loss, and convince the companies to take the smaller cut. This won't break the contract
As not!Joan of arc we must Honor any contract even if that means we suffer in funds.

>>4214691
>>An old Imperial cruiser in orbit. It's in shoddy shape, but it's capable of jumps and means you don't have to pay the Spacers for transit
>Take out both of the mercenaries. More of the spoils to you, and it won't break the contract

>>4213857
Faggot who should kys detected.

>>4214691
I've seen your name before. That dead knight quest that was here weeks ago, right? What else? Also, is this a kitchen sink sci-fi quest? I see Warhammer influence, and the use of Spacer I've seen in another work.

>>4214956
Nope, no knight quest. Just this, and a smattering of test stuff

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=expedition%20quest

Influences would be Hammer's Slammers, the Forever War, Battletech, Dune, Old Man's War, Starship Troopers. Crunchy-soft sci fi mostly

>Locking in stuff
>Need a roll, 1d2 for Atomics or Imperial Cruiser
>Try to get the other commanders on your side. Rip the Baron apart, and get your pound of flesh. This breaks the contract

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>4214986
lemee get dem space ships

>>4215004
RIP anon

>>4215004
>>4215004
>The power of atom is on your side

Locking eyes with Yasonovich and Mastumoto, you key into the inter-company comm and subvocalise "Esti de criss, the Baron is fucking us here. I am willing to lose some standing with the Authority if you are. I want my payout," you finish.

>Roll 1d20, DC 6, for Yasonovich
>Roll 1d20, DC 12, for Mastumoto

>>4215004
>Atomics!

Sighing, you key into the inter-company comm and subvocalise "Esti de criss, the Baron is fucking us here. I am willing to lose standing with the Authority. What say you?" you finish. Mastumoto stares at you, glumly, while Yasonovich has a small grin on his face

>Roll 1d20, DC 6, for Yasonovich
>Roll 1d20, DC 12, for Mastumoto

>>4215019
>Shiii, fuck this double update. My bad

Rolled 4 (1d20)

BO3? Roll under or over?

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>4215019

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>4215039
>d20, roll over, one chance at the mo'
>>4215044
>Oh dear...

The two men look at you, and slowly shake their heads. Both of the their companies have been having a hard time and need the credits.

Very few people know about your atomics, and you know that they don't have any shield tech at the moment.

>Commit, and take out the Barons and the other Companies. They'll come around once they feel the heat of your bombs
>Back down, and split it three ways and receive less from the contract
>write-in

>>4215051
Nuke the other two

>>4215051
>commit

>>4215051
>Commit, and take out the Barons and the other Companies. They'll come around once they feel the heat of your bombs
wait, so my 1 was good ?

>>4215051
>>Commit, and take out the Barons and the other Companies. They'll come around once they feel the heat of your bombs

>>4215087
>Was very bad. It's standard d20 DC stuff

>>4215087
If you wanted to murder everyone maybe

>>4215051
>Back down, and split it three ways and receive less from the contract

>>4215096
>>4215104
Well, it was a first vote thing so we would fail either way

>>4214978
Starship Troopers I grew up with. Heard of Forever War, Battletech, Dune and Old Man's War. The last one is interesting because the main character experiences relativity with hyper travel so when he returns to Earth he's still young while his friends are old or dead.

Let's see what you got, QM. Keep it up.

>>4214978
Also reminds me of my own setting Breakfast Wars, low key.

File: Autoloader Artillery.jpg (437 KB, 1920x1301)

437 KB JPG

>>4215095
>>4215087
>>4215082
>>4215080
>Commit, and take out the Barons and the other Companies. They'll come around once they feel the heat of your bombs

These fools aren't budging. They've shackled themselves to a sinking ship, trying to eke out what little gold the Baron has left. Without another word, you stalk off. Dimly, you can hear the Baron cackle and tell the remaining Commander's of the new deal, split three ways. Idiots.

By the time you reach your line, you've concocted your plan. Yasanovich and the Baron's troops are still in Taltor looting, while Mastumoto's men are in place on the opposite plain. You move your shuttles, ostensibly to resupply your tanks, but in reality, begin unloading your atomics. Several tense hours pass, with you quietly informing the troops you will be offloading to the waiting Spacer ship above tonight. Some are surprised, but they trust you once you hint at a bigger payout. As dusk falls, the rain finally lets up, and you can see that there is some sort of movement at the Red Sun camp. Finally, with everything in position, you make the call to the Baron

>Inform him to give you your full pay, and give him time to pull his troops back
>Inform him that there will be renegotiations of the contract pay, and hit the city and Matsumoto's troops
>Inform him that you will have your pay through whatever means, and hit the city, but not Matsumoto's troops
>Inform him of the situation, and await his response
>write-in

>>4215465
>Inform him that there will be renegotiations of the contract pay, and hit the city and Matsumoto's troops

>>4215465
>Inform him that there will be renegotiations of the contract pay, and hit the city and Matsumoto's troops

>>4215465
>>Inform him that there will be renegotiations of the contract pay, and hit the city and Matsumoto's troops

>>4215465
>Inform him to give you your full pay, and give him time to pull his troops back

>>4215465

>Inform him that there will be renegotiations of the contract pay, and hit the city and Matsumoto's troops

File: Classic Shuttle.jpg (328 KB, 1400x990)

328 KB JPG

>>4215564
>>4215537
>>4215515
>>4215472

>part 1/2
You open a comm-line to the Baron. It's time.
"Yes, what?" snaps Yu Xian.
"Baron, the time has come. I demand full payment, with a bonus fo..."
"Hahaha! You pretty little dear. The matter is settled. Be happy with what you got." the Baron interrupts. You close the line, and gesture. Two thumps follow as the missiles streak outwards. Heartbeats later, there's a flash! Your visor slams into black to block the light, and you can feel the heat wash up as the nukes detonate. The city curves and melts under the pressure. The nuke sent for the Red Sun's camp hits, but is much more muted. The wavering lines and rippling waves of photonic energy indicates that they had their shields up. Matsumoto is a canny bastard, he must have known your gambit.

As the pressure waves die down, you can see your comm bleeping. With a small grin, you open a line
"You half-bred, dirt-sucking peasant! I will have the Authority string you up for this!" shrieks the Baron
"You may, but I still need payment. I demand full payment, with Yasonovich's cut on top. I have more shells for you, if you want."

The line goes quiet, followed by a sullen grunt of assent from the Baron Yu Xian. As your troops begin to file into the waiting shuttles, you are treated with the final sight of Taltor, awash with flames. To the west, the Red Sun Coalition stand down, evidently happy just to be alive. Of Beloc's Bears, there is no sign, as they most likely met their fate in the city. The Baron comes through with his pay, 3 million credits. As the acceleration flattens you to your seat, and the shuttles pull into the sky, you shake your head. Just another mission, another day afloat.

>Character & Company Generation Complete

Commander Augereau
Psychological profile: Strategic (+1 to Strategy rolls)
Skills: Combat Trained (+1 to Personal Combat rolls)
Authority Standing: Untrustworthy (-1 to Contract rolls)
Nicknames: The Butcher of Taltor
Allies: N/A
Contacts: Commander Matsumoto of the Red Sun Coalition
Enemies: Baron Yu Xian of Taltor, Commander Yasonovich of Beloc's Bears

The Free Company
Combat Force: Heavy Tanks (20/20) - $500,000/month
Support: Mechanized Infantry (500/500) - $150,000/month
Discipline: 5/10 (No bonus)
Morale: 5/10 (No bonus)

Assets
Credits: 3,000,000
Tech: Atomics (3/6)

>>4215626
out of curiosity, what would be the bonus for high discipline and for high morale ?

>>4215633
>Better rolls for Strategy or Morale, at the moment

>>4215626
Shit, good character gen QM. Interested to see where it goes from here.

>>4215626
liking the quest so far hope this keeps going

>>4215904
>>4215821
ty, just writing up some more stuff and prepping

File: 702 Liner.jpg (127 KB, 884x588)

127 KB JPG

>>4215626
>part 2/2
bAssets, con't:
14 shuttles

The cold void of space held the bulk of the Spacer vessel. Massive, these vessels carried passengers and freight to and from systems, often at immense cost. You have a berth for your shuttles and company, and dock smoothly enough. Matsumoto and the others will be groundside for awhile, especially following your little statement.

Walking from your shuttle, and into the familiar tug of a-grav on the ship, you decide to get a feel from your command staff about what the next venture should be. Heading towards the tanks, you see your officer...

>Myles. Heavy-set and slow to anger, the tank chief is methodical in nature
>Vanesh. Quick as a whip, and fiery in battle
>Guzman. Prone to fits of brilliance, but very independent in strategy

>>4215999
>Guzman. Prone to fits of brilliance, but very independent in strategy

>>4215999
>Guzman. Prone to fits of brilliance, but very independent in strategy

>>4215999
>Myles. Heavy-set and slow to anger, the tank chief is methodical in nature

>>4215999
>Guzman. Prone to fits of brilliance, but very independent in strategy

We are armor, need someone who can bend with the winds of battle.

>>4215999
>Guzman. Prone to fits of brilliance, but very independent in strategy

adaptation is key to survival in modern combat

File: Guzman.png (368 KB, 470x495)

368 KB PNG

>>4216038
>>4216022
>>4216001
>>4216013

Guzman slouches in his usual spot, smoking a cigarillo. He grins as you approach, "Eh, boss, very good. Glad to see the backside of that mess, eh?" You chat with him for bit, getting a feel for the sardonic tank commander. He suggests that you head to the Nurali Badlands, a series of smaller moons engaged in a long-standing war over resources with each other. Most of them are corporate interests, and it often proves to be hot-spot for Free Companies to ply their trade. After a couple more words, you head off to your infantry commander

>Heikkinen. Severe and disciplined, but incredibly tough and determined in a fight
>Owenson. An obedient soldier, who follows orders as closely as possibly.
>Webber. Well liked by the troops, but a bit gunshy

>>4216056
>Heikkinen. Severe and disciplined, but incredibly tough and determined in a fight

>>4216056
>Heikkinen

>>4216056
>Heikkinen. Severe and disciplined, but incredibly tough and determined in a fight

>>4216056
>Heikkinen. Severe and disciplined, but incredibly tough and determined in a fight

>>4216056
>Heikkinen. Severe and disciplined, but incredibly tough and determined in a fight

>>4216056
>>Owenson. An obedient soldier, who follows orders as closely as possibly.

>>4216056

>Heikkinen. Severe and disciplined, but incredibly tough and determined in a fight

>>4216056
>Webber. Well liked by the troops, but a bit gunshy

>>4216085
+1

>>4216056
>Webber. Well liked by the troops, but a bit gunshy

>>4216056
>Webber. Well liked by the troops, but a bit gunshy

File: Heikkinen.jpg (479 KB, 848x1200)

479 KB JPG

>>4216085
>>4216087
>>4216116
>>4216117
>>4216139
>>4216500
>>4216545

As you approach, you can see Heikkinen upbraiding some poor private for a sloppy packing job of ammunition. Never on to interrupt such a delicate moment, you wait while she finishes. "Sorry Commander. These recruits are useless. I'm hoping we can get some more training in on our next little foray," she says while looking over some manifests. "I'm a little concerned with what the Authority will think, but the Baron should have never messed with our pay," she concludes. After walking and talking a bit more, she suggests you head to Vexxis Prime, where the Authority is helping an Imperial peacekeeping mission. With that sorted, you head towards your XO

>Gurney. Older-than-dirt and bit old fashioned, but incredibly experienced
>Batbayar. Taciturn and stolid, with a penchant for getting into the fight
>Crecy. Young, inexperienced, but their family is incredibly rich and political

>>4217163
> Gurney. Older-than-dirt and bit old fashioned, but incredibly experienced

>>4217163
>Gurney. Older-than-dirt and bit old fashioned, but incredibly experienced

>>4217163
>>Batbayar. Taciturn and stolid, with a penchant for getting into the fight

>>4217163

>Gurney. Older-than-dirt and bit old fashioned, but incredibly experienced

>>4217163
>Gurney. Older-than-dirt and bit old fashioned, but incredibly experienced

>>4217163
>Crecy. Young, inexperienced, but their family is incredibly rich and political

>>4217163
>Crecy. Young, inexperienced, but their family is incredibly rich and political

>>4217163
>Batbayar. Taciturn and stolid, with a penchant for getting into the fight

>>4217163
>Crecy. Young, inexperienced, but their family is incredibly rich and political.
We need someone adaptable and not tainted by outdated strategy, if they've got some connections all the better.

>>4217163
>Crecy. Young, inexperienced, but their family is incredibly rich and political

>>4217307
Can't delete my old vote, I'm changing to this >>4217440

>>4217168
>>4217169
>>4217200
>>4217236
>>4217243
>>4217283
>>4217440

>Split. Someone give me a 1d2

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>4217636

>>4217636
>Crecy

File: Gurney.jpg (68 KB, 600x844)

68 KB JPG

>>4217645

Gurney is relaxing by the comms, chewing on a sandwich, "Hells bells, girl," he opines "We didn't need to glass them that bad, did we?" His slow grin belies his tone, and after a few tense moments, you two laugh together. Out in the 'verse, payment is the only reliable measure of worth, and for the Baron to go back on that was a sign of his moral failings. Gurney recommends that the Company makes for Namaster, a small colony dealing with pirates. "Those poor souls need a tough group to blast those bastards off the dirt,".

Having heard all of their positions, you decide to chart a course with the Spacer to

>Nurali Badlands, to help with a corporate resource war
>Vexxis Prime, to aid in the peace-keeping efforts
>Namaster, to push off the pirates

>>4217850
>Namaster, to push off the pirates

>>4217850
>Namaster, to push off the pirates

>>4217850
>Namaster, to push off the pirates

>>4217850
>>Namaster

>>4217850
>Namaster, to push off the pirates

pirate hunting sounds better then getting involved with proxy wars

>>4217850
>Namaster, to push off the pirates

>>4217850
>Namaster, to push off the pirates

Should start small, let the fallout settle meantime.

File: Spike Drive.jpg (637 KB, 2975x2100)

637 KB JPG

>>4217913
>>4217884
>>4217871
>>4217867
>>4217860
>>4217964

You say a couple of words with the Spacer representative, a small mechanical mind, who punches in your destination, along with your credit sum of 1.5 million. Space travel is never cheap, especially when hauling heavier stuff. You have several weeks before you'll arrive. As the ship drops into subspace, you decide to

>Focus on connecting with the troops. Games, drinking, and general relaxation are in order
>Focus on drilling the troops. Mock VR exercises and the like will train then up
>Focus on contacting the Authority and explaining your situation. Best get ahead of the storm
>Focus on contacting the colony of Namaster. Starting negotiations now means less headaches later

>>4218009
>Focus on contacting the colony of Namaster. Starting negotiations now means less headaches later

>>4218009
>>Focus on connecting with the troops. Games, drinking, and general relaxation are in order

>>4218009

>Focus on contacting the colony of Namaster. Starting negotiations now means less headaches later

>>4218009
>Focus on contacting the colony of Namaster. Starting negotiations now means less headaches later

>>4218009
>>Focus on connecting with the troops. Games, drinking, and general relaxation are in order
Get morale up

>>4218009
>Focus on drilling the troops. Mock VR exercises and the like will train then up

>>4218009
>Focus on drilling the troops. Mock VR exercises and the like will train then up

>>4218024
>>4218017
>>4218013

>Roll 1d20, -1 Contract mod, DC 10

>>4218179
Oops, make that Bo2

Rolled 12 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>4218179
Big Mony

Rolled 6 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>4218179

Rolled 14 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>4218179

File: Commander.jpg (1.05 MB, 2881x3069)

1.05 MB JPG

>>4218188
>Success!

The elected mayor of Namaster is a quiet fellow, distorted even further on the ansible. He lays out the problem. Around 3 years ago, Namaster was a quiet, backwoods trading depot, outfitting ice crackers and the hydrogen stations throughout its local system. A roving band of pirates, formed from Imperial remnants, set up shop on Namaster. Their antics had driven off any legitimate business, and now the colony was suffering under the constant threat of extortion, and forced conscription. The pirates themselves are relatively divided, and have little in the way of tech beyond salvaged APCs, and a few Imperial gunships. The only major headache would be their cruiser, which they used to buzz the colony occasionally

The mayor indicated that the pay was meagre, 1 million credits, but he was willing to house and feed the company while in system, along with first-call to any booty found.

>Agree with the deal. Seems like the mayor is an hard spot
>Try to renegotiate for more credits
>Ask for something else, other than credits, to sweeten the pot
>write-in

>Also, the picture is the placeholder I have for the MC, unless you guys want something different

>>4218544
>Agree with the deal. Seems like the mayor is an hard spot
The guy’s screwed, at least we don’t have to deal with food and housing

>>4218544
>Agree with the deal. Seems like the mayor is an hard spot

>>4218544
>Agree with the deal. Seems like the mayor is an hard spot
Pay isn't great, but these pirates will be able to do all of nothing to our Mechanized and Armor

File: cmdr.jpg (219 KB, 1440x1779)

219 KB JPG

>>4218544
>>Agree with the deal. Seems like the mayor is an hard spot

>>4218558
>>4218572
>>4218682
>>4218683

You sign and agree to the document, forwarding it to the Authority with both of your signatures. The Authority is the only thing that gives credence to Free Companies and their work. Looking down at the form, you see your Company name, written in the traditional blood-red ink. It is

>Alright, come up with a name for the company. Gimme your best stuff

>>4218701
Lets go for the classic
>Le Grande Armée

>>4218701
The grey wolves

>>4218701
Anthelion

>>4218683
We qt

>>4218749
>>4218701
This is good, supporting

>>4218749
+1

>>4218749
>Care to go full French?
La Compagnie d'Anthelion
>Also, locking in face

>>4218848
The French name's cool. Let's do it.
Also blond face lock?

>>4218848
sounds more exotic in french anyways. supportin

>>4218848
Support.

>>4218868
>Ye, blondie

File: Namaster.jpg (650 KB, 1920x1056)

650 KB JPG

The planet of Namaster is a dusty speck, a low-grav backworld that few visit, thanks to the pirates. The Spacer drops you off, with a promise to return once the firing stopped. As the shuttles of La Compagnie d'Anthelion punch through the atmosphere, you see scrubland, low mesas, and taiga stretching out under a yellow sun. The main town, Hallum, holds some 50,000 souls, who gratefully greet the company as you settle the shuttles. The mayor, along with several other leading citizens, greets you. After a few exchanged pleasantries, they fill you in on more of the details.

The largest group of pirates, some 1,500, lie to the north. They have the cruiser, and use it to extort a tithe from the colony on a regular basis. To the west and south, smaller scattered groups opportunistically fight, raid, or even act as local mercenaries for some of the smaller town-steads or ranches on Namaster. The mayor would like the largest group dealt with as a priority, while the citizens and other ranch owners would like the smaller groups rounded up, or at least push away.

You have to make several decisions immediately, like where to set up headquarters, and troop policy to the locals

>In Hallum, with the bulk of the force encamped outside. Ease of supplies and a friendly populace
>In the badlands to the east, where you are unlikely to be discovered
>To the southwest, amidst the ranches. You draw attention from the roving gangs, but maybe that would be enough to drive them out

>Troops are allowed to mix freely with the locals. Could lead to some headaches, but the morale would be high
>A pass system, wherein the troops can seek to have leave in the town
>A strict policy, no unnecessary contact with the locals. An increase in discipline, but lowered morale

>>4219478
>In Hallum, with the bulk of the force encamped outside. Ease of supplies and a friendly populace
>A pass system, wherein the troops can seek to have leave in the town
Just like back in the army

>>4219478
>In Hallum, with the bulk of the force encamped outside. Ease of supplies and a friendly populace
>A pass system, wherein the troops can seek to have leave in the town

>>4219478
>>In the badlands to the east, where you are unlikely to be discovered
>A pass system, wherein the troops can seek to have leave in the town

>>4219478
>In Hallum, with the bulk of the force encamped outside. Ease of supplies and a friendly populace
>A pass system, wherein the troops can seek to have leave in the town

>>4219478
>>In the badlands to the east, where you are unlikely to be discovered
>>A pass system, wherein the troops can seek to have leave in the town

>>4219478
>In Hallum, with the bulk of the force encamped outside. Ease of supplies and a friendly populace
>A pass system, wherein the troops can seek to have leave in the town

>>4219499
+1

>>4219478
>In the badlands to the east, where you are unlikely to be discovered
>A pass system, wherein the troops can seek to have leave in the town

>>4219488
>>4219505
>Pass system wins, split between town and the badlands. Gonna wait 20

>>4219553

I'll change my vote to Badlands

>>4219563

>>4219493 is my old vote

I can't wait to send a nuke up to their ship in orbit. Fun times await.

File: Mechanized Infantry.jpg (825 KB, 1280x1760)

825 KB JPG

The badlands prove to be riddled with ravines and small passes, perfect for settling up in, while still within striking distance of any threat. Supply trains will be a little trickier, but your soldiers take comfort in the surrounding natural fortifications.

>During a contract, time is divided into weeks. Each commanding officer can receive one order to try and fulfill for that week. Some will need rolls, others will not

Week 1
Tank Command
Commanding Officer: Captain Guzman
>Order the tanks on patrol to the south-west. A show of force will move out the pirates, but alert them to your presence
>Set up training procedures for an assault on the main pirate base (-2 due to lack of intel)
>Spend the week paint new camouflage on the tanks

Mechanized Infantry
Commander Officer: Captain Heikkinen
>Order the infantry on patrols in the town. Reassure the people with your troops
>Order the infantry on patrols throughout the ranches. More subtle than the tanks, but they might have to fight some gangers
>Order the infantry to scout to the north, and gather intel on the pirate base

Logistics & Support
Commanding Officer: Commander Augereau
XO: Gurney
>Spend the week on a PR tour of the colony, engendering support with the locals
>Spend the week setting up your shuttles to secure supply runs with the town
>Spend the week going over maps, looking for any useful intel

>>4219631
>Spend the week paint new camouflage on the tanks
>Order the infantry to scout to the north, and gather intel on the pirate base
>Spend the week on a PR tour of the colony, engendering support with the locals

>>4219631
>Spend the week paint new camouflage on the tanks
>Order the infantry to scout to the north, and gather intel on the pirate base
>Spend the week setting up your shuttles to secure supply runs with the town

>>4219631
>Spend the week paint new camouflage on the tanks
>Order the infantry to scout to the north, and gather intel on the pirate base
>Spend the week setting up your shuttles to secure supply runs with the town

>>4219631
>Spend the week paint new camouflage on the tanks
>Order the infantry to scout to the north, and gather intel on the pirate base
>Spend the week going over maps, looking for any useful intel

Must find a way to hijack enemy cruiser

>>4219697
+1

>>4219631
>Spend the week paint new camouflage on the tanks
No point in looking like a doofus

>Order the infantry to scout to the north, and gather intel on the pirate base

>Spend the week setting up your shuttles to secure supply runs with the town

>>4219850
>>4219674
>>4219651

>Give me a 1d20+1 roll for the infantry, DC 11

Rolled 14 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>4219854

Rolled 7 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>4219854

Rolled 14 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>4219854

File: Cruiser.jpg (173 KB, 1280x612)

173 KB JPG

>>4219864

Guzman spends his days camoflaging, something he takes to with great pleasure. You arrange your shuttles into a limited convoy system. They are unarmed, but much faster than any overland transport for supplies. Hopefully the pirates don't go after them. Heikkinen has a good deal of success with the infantry, managing to track down the main base of the pirates, while remaining unseen. The base itself lacks any sort of real defense, relying on the threat of the cruiser moored at the base to drive anyone off.

Your troops settle into the groove of things, and seem to be ready to fight
Discipline: 5/10
Morale: 6/10 (Access to town)

Week 2
Tank Command - 20/20
Commanding Officer: Captain Guzman
>Order the tanks on patrol to the south-west. A show of force will move out the pirates, but alert them to your presence
>Set up training procedures for an assault on the main pirate base
>write-in

Mechanized Infantry - 500/500
Commander Officer: Captain Heikkinen
>Order the infantry on patrols in the town. Reassure the people with your troops
>Order the infantry on patrols throughout the ranches. More subtle than the tanks, but they might have to fight some gangers
>Set up training procedures for an assault on the main pirate base
>write-in

Command & Logistics
Commanding Officer: Commander Augereau
XO: Gurney
>Spend the week on a PR tour of the colony, engendering support with the locals
>Spend the week going over maps, looking for any useful intel
>Bust out the atomics, and nuke the base off the map
>Order a massive assault on the pirate base, immediately.

>>4219996
>Set up training procedures for an assault on the main pirate base
>Set up training procedures for an assault on the main pirate base
>Order a massive assault on the pirate base, immediately.

>>4220006
>Just a point of order, the assault would larger negate the training, as it would be pretty rushed. Apologies for not including that

>>4219996
>Set up training procedures for an assault on the main pirate base
>Set up training procedures for an assault on the main pirate base
>Spend the week going over maps, looking for any useful intel

>>4219996
>Set up training procedures for an assault on the main pirate base

>write in
Set up an elite detachment to infiltrate the base and seize their cruiser just before the main assault

>Spend the week going over maps, looking for any useful intel

>>4220011
Support

>>4219996
>Set up training procedures for an assault on the main pirate base
>Set up training procedures for an assault on the main pirate base
>Spend the week going over maps, looking for any useful intel

And supporting the cruiser write-in

>>4220011
this seems like a good idea

>>4220033
>>4220011
>>4220053
>>4220055

For the tanks
>Roll 1d20+1, DC10

For the elite infantry
>Roll 1d20+1, Bo2, DC 15

Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>4220073

Rolled 12 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>4220073
Pray this one's better

Rolled 18 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>4220073

>>4220091
>Best of 2, give it another shot for the infantry

Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>4220073

>>4220096
Anon did it first and better >>4220093

>>4220093
>>4220086

You take a moment to review your troops. The tanks seem solid, if a little unsure in how they will advance in formation, while your infantry seems in fighting order. Heikkinen managed to make a small infilitration team, replete with e-jammers, pirate disguises, and hacking devices, and they seem well trained.

As it stands, you can attempt two strategies

>Operation Cannon Ball. The tanks and a large group of infantry blitz the base, while the infiltration team moves in ahead of them and takes out the cruiser
>Operation Abacadabra. The infiltration team moves in now, and you draw the pirates out by taking their cruiser and drawing them into a trap
>write-in

>>4220723
>Operation Cannon Ball. The tanks and a large group of infantry blitz the base, while the infiltration team moves in ahead of them and takes out the cruiser

>>4220723
>Operation Cannon Ball. The tanks and a large group of infantry blitz the base, while the infiltration team moves in ahead of them and takes out the cruiser

By the time the first shot is fired the team should have at least neutralized the cruiser.

>>4220723

>Operation Cannon Ball. The tanks and a large group of infantry blitz the base, while the infiltration team moves in ahead of them and takes out the cruiser

>>4220723
>Operation Cannon Ball. The tanks and a large group of infantry blitz the base, while the infiltration team moves in ahead of them and takes out the cruiser

>>4220723
>Operation Abacadabra. The infiltration team moves in now, and you draw the pirates out by taking their cruiser and drawing them into a trap

>>4220788
>>4220769
>>4220754
>>4220743

Early in the morning, you relay the orders. Guzman smiles, lighting his cigarillo, while Gurney chuckles softly, "Good plan. That cruiser will be a helluva catch." The camp is quiet but purposeful in its preparations. With a low rumble, the tanks head off, along with the infantry. The infiltration squad completes its last preparations. You are with

>The tanks. Best to lead the main assault
>The infantry. In with the grunts, where you most feel comfortable
>With the infiltration squad. Their mission is the most sensitive
>At the rear, on the comms, and ready with the reserve

>>4220924
>With the infiltration squad. Their mission is the most sensitive

>>4220931
+1

>>4220924
>At the rear, on the comms, and ready with the reserve
The commander should get all information and issue orders. Frontline command is for our officers.

>>4220924
>With the infiltration squad. Their mission is the most sensitive

>>4220924
>The tanks. Best to lead the main assault

>>4220924
>At the rear, on the comms, and ready with the reserve

>>4220924
>>The tanks. Best to lead the main assault

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>4220931
>>4220935
>>4220942
>Give me a 1d20+2, Bo2, DC 15

Rolled 17 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>4222239

Rolled 2 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>4222239

Rolled 16 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>4222239

File: Gunship.jpg (579 KB, 1600x913)

579 KB JPG

>>4222249

In the gloom of the morning, you head out. The inside of the APC is cramped with equipment. The members of the squad are veterans all, and take reassurance that their commander is by their side. Most of the time is spent going over exfil plans and the like. About two hours pass before you here the driver chatting with someone. The pirates have a small amount of security, but your disguise as a roving gang holds, and soon you find yourself inside their base. The APC is parked some 100 meters from the cruiser, and as the squad exits, it's with a profound sense of relief that you are not met with a hail of bullets. Now that you are close to the base itself, you see that the pirates really don't have much in the way of actually defense. You do note that there are gunships to the west of the base.

You and your squad move quickly, heading towards the bulky Imperial cruiser. Fuel lines link the bulk of it to the ground, and there is a small service elevator extended. As you approach, two pirates, dressed in old Imperial black, approach. Your point-man draws his sidearm and drops them with series of close-range shots. The noise of the fueling masks any noise as you help drag the bodies into cover.

Up the elevator. The adrenaline is pumping now. The corridors still smell of gun-metal, and blood. You move in pairs, killing any pirate you run across, with monoknife or laser. Some cry out, but never quick enough. Room by room, corridor by corridor, you make your way to the bridge. E-jammers flare as you hit it with flash grenades. Swearing, stinking pirates come pouring out, and you gun them down. You glance down at your watch. 5 minutes have passed since you left the APC, and you have the cruiser under your control. Reaching for your comms, you call in the general attack. With what limited control you have over the cruiser, you can

>Target the weapon systems on the gunships
>Target the weapon systems on the bulk of the camp
>Engage the engines, and pull away from the camp

>>4222443
>Target the weapon systems on the gunships

>>4222443
>>Target the weapon systems on the gunships
I think stealing the cruiser is enough air power for now. Having no air support when a stampede of tanks is heading your way is a bad day and should hit their morale like a train.

>>4222443
>Target the weapon systems on the gunships

we can handle low quality pirate infantry those gunships could fuck our tanks up

>>4222453
>>4222452
>>4222450

>1d20-1, DC 8 for the tanks
>1d20, DC 10 for the infantry contigent

Rolled 18 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>4222463

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>4222463

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>4222463