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I hope they can fix that cannon boy that is going to make the Mechanicus pissy
Titanicus Mercenarius (Battletech x 30k Crossover)
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the thing here is the Titans were playing nice. Its not often anyone in 40k offers for you to surrender(not that it was a good idea to do it anywhere if offered) the werent going for kill shots, they werent delibratly aiming for the infrastructure or ground troops, and frankly werent taking it seriously.
Now no only has the DCMS shown they have no honor they also damaged a titan bad enough the others were worried about it. The gloves are off now you get to see why no-one in warhammer upsets a titan legion or the admech. They wont offered surrender or parole twice. and no aircraft are likly to get anywhere in range again.
Now no only has the DCMS shown they have no honor they also damaged a titan bad enough the others were worried about it. The gloves are off now you get to see why no-one in warhammer upsets a titan legion or the admech. They wont offered surrender or parole twice. and no aircraft are likly to get anywhere in range again.
Oh, is perfidy in war going to have actual consequences for the DCMS?
I'm so heartbroken, I can barely stop dancing.
I'm so heartbroken, I can barely stop dancing.
Chapter 10; Rules and Rites of War.
Kadaeux
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Chapter 10;
Rules and Rites of War.
Theodore Kurita's face sat on the screen as Maurice Steiner studied the data files that had been sent in advance of this digital parlay. "You have employed a mercenary force that has engaged in dishonourable combat against the DCMS in your name, engaging not just in combat in civilised, inhabited, towns and cities, but also engaged in orbital bombardment. What can I expect next from House Steiner, a nuclear attack?"
Maurice smiled to himself. "Those cities and towns have been, according to our intelligence and studious examination after the event, been evactuated and inhabited by your own troops trying to lead forces into a trap. As for orbital bombardment, it occured almost eighty kilometres from any inhabited land, and was conducted in close restrained action."
"Close restrained action!?" The disbelieving tone of Theodores voice broke across the channel.
Maurice admitted to himself, and only himself, that the Kuritan had a point, the sustained energy beams were more destructive than anything the Star League had ever put on a Warship, carving channels a hundred metres wide and five kilometres long before retasking their beam fire. And yet, his own conversations had resulted in being told that those weapons had been discharged at approximately two percent of their maximum discharging capacity. "Yes. It is our understanding that the weapons were engaged at a setting very close to their bare minimum." He could see the horror on Theodores face.
"You have no honour left do you Steiner?" Came the disappointed answer.
Maurice cocked his head. "You were offered the opportunity to surrender, your people immediately engaged in what amounts to little more than a Banzai charge." He sighed, "Do you have any real complaints that I would have any interest in addressing or can I go back to my meal Kuritan?"
The man bristled angrily and the line was severed.
---
Rage boiled in veins as they saw the Puritanicus Rex in its cradle. Mass lifters were bringing the damaged Quake Cannon in separately. Princeps Gadrian had been removed in his amniotic cask practically frothing at the mouth with rage. But now, the rage was from Magos Devian Gross as he studied the crippled Titan. The Princeps Senioris was staring at it next to him and the anger present in his own eyes was not inconsiderable. "Princeps Senioris, may you explain to me why the Puritanicus Rex was allowed to operate on its own for as long as it did? Why was support not deployed sooner?"
"You would do well to moderate your tone Magos." The snarled response came with a blurt of chastising code and Devian shrank under the remark. "The forces of the Inner Sphere managed to surprise us, the power of their Long Tom Artillery make them more able to harm our Titans than expected. We will not be operating unprepared again."
The Archmagos turned to face the Princeps. "If I may presume Princeps Senioris, how?"
"The Secutarii are now going to take to the field with their machines." The answer came with a hint of anger.
---
"You cannot barracks here!" Came the strident cry of a woman as she faced off against the DCMS officer, "We know what happened to Kitaakitsu, and what happened to Matsukusa, and we cannot allow you to shelter here in Tashiro and bring those mecha-kaiju down upon us!"
The officers face flushed with anger, "You do not have a choice in this matter goodwife. You will mount the transport we have arranged and withdraw. The Lyran forces are moving to take this city as a staging post for seizing the capitol, you will be evacuated, and we will defend this city, no matter how small it is."
"We. Will. Not." Came the angry answer, and the officer, Hei, noticed a knife appear in the womans hands, the crowd of civilians was growing larger and angrier with every passing minute, but this was the first time a weapon had been drawn against their lawful governments officers. The biggest problem was, he sympathised with them, and even agreed. They shouldn't be forced out of their homes. They shouldn't be using the town as their next speedbump.
But they couldn't face the enemy out in the open. Maybe if they didn't evacuate the people they would be forced into more restraint. "I understand, I do, but I have a duty to the Combine to protect its people, and I cannot do that while you remain in this place, if we..."
"We're not leavin'." Said a man in a thick accent that was definitely not Japanese. "You're leavin."
That stalled him. "What?"
"We're not losing our homes to play bait for your wee war. We ain't gonna let no DCMS flunkies stay here and get us all killed. Y'ere leavin, today. Go git killed in a field somewhere where there are some Cherry Blossoms and you can wax poetic about a noble death if you want, but you're not going to do it in our city." His heart actually skipped a beat, the people were typically rather docile and obedient, but...
He saw more weapons appearing, and more bodies to bear them. He had two Platoons. The crowd was already no less than a hundred strong.. and growing. "I have a dut..." He was interrupted for the last time by a bottle connecting with his face, smashing immediately, the glass lacerating him before... sloshing him with an all too familiar odou... home made inferno gel, the last resort of resistance fighters...
It ignited and he went up like a torch.
The last words he heard were "Get them out of the town before the mechakaiju come!" He never heard the call from the others to string up the DCMS troops as an offering.
---
Tashiro was on fire and neither the Lyran forces or their mercenaries had even approached the city yet, Theodore felt control slipping further from their grasp. His men and women had been too slow ot retreat when the people of the city had revolted and turned on them, trying to force them from the city. A scene being repeated in two more smaller suburbs in the area. A threat that grew with every moment. With his people falling back, they were exposed, ejected from the towns and cities they were going to try and defend. They were in turn now defenceless. Forests provided no cover and the enemy mercenaries had a far greater range than his own Mechs.
"My Lord, Maxmillian Ho has reported in, he's managed to collect the forces he could from the city. The five regiments of troops and armour he has are waiting at the plains twelve kilometres from the city." The words did nothing to comfort him. Especially since he was now accessing live footage from near the mercenaries landing site. They were deploying Regiments of infantry and armour of their own.
"Lord Kurita... we have analysed the intelligence from the last burst transmission." Another man came up and handed him a dataslate. And he felt dread settle in his stomach, an all too familiar... oh no.
"This is Theodore Kurita to Colonel Ho. WITHDRAW IMMEDIATELY. RETREAT."
---
"This is for the Puritanicus Rex." The words were uttered by Princeps Alya Sativa. Her Warlord Titan, Victrix Anima stepped out on the landing ferrocrete. The weapons on its shoulders had been replaced with a pair of launchers. Upon them their payload raised up on hydraulics aimed at the sky. Boosters ignited and flame roared as the two deathstrike missiles hurtled into the sky, the intercontinental ballisticl missiles having already been programmed with their target, data provided by the vessel in orbit.
They hurtled across the mere hundreds of kilometres and plunged down on the positions of the Kuritan troops now panicked and attempting to evacuate.
The plasma warheads detonated thirty metres from the ground. Each of the warheads set for a mild yield of twenty kilotons. In less than four seconds, five regiments of DCMS forces ceased to exist, the short lived suns almost three hundred metres in diameter, as hot as the heart of a star... when the spheres of plasma collapsed, fading to nothing, no sign of occupation remained within the molten craters.
Rules and Rites of War.
Theodore Kurita's face sat on the screen as Maurice Steiner studied the data files that had been sent in advance of this digital parlay. "You have employed a mercenary force that has engaged in dishonourable combat against the DCMS in your name, engaging not just in combat in civilised, inhabited, towns and cities, but also engaged in orbital bombardment. What can I expect next from House Steiner, a nuclear attack?"
Maurice smiled to himself. "Those cities and towns have been, according to our intelligence and studious examination after the event, been evactuated and inhabited by your own troops trying to lead forces into a trap. As for orbital bombardment, it occured almost eighty kilometres from any inhabited land, and was conducted in close restrained action."
"Close restrained action!?" The disbelieving tone of Theodores voice broke across the channel.
Maurice admitted to himself, and only himself, that the Kuritan had a point, the sustained energy beams were more destructive than anything the Star League had ever put on a Warship, carving channels a hundred metres wide and five kilometres long before retasking their beam fire. And yet, his own conversations had resulted in being told that those weapons had been discharged at approximately two percent of their maximum discharging capacity. "Yes. It is our understanding that the weapons were engaged at a setting very close to their bare minimum." He could see the horror on Theodores face.
"You have no honour left do you Steiner?" Came the disappointed answer.
Maurice cocked his head. "You were offered the opportunity to surrender, your people immediately engaged in what amounts to little more than a Banzai charge." He sighed, "Do you have any real complaints that I would have any interest in addressing or can I go back to my meal Kuritan?"
The man bristled angrily and the line was severed.
---
Rage boiled in veins as they saw the Puritanicus Rex in its cradle. Mass lifters were bringing the damaged Quake Cannon in separately. Princeps Gadrian had been removed in his amniotic cask practically frothing at the mouth with rage. But now, the rage was from Magos Devian Gross as he studied the crippled Titan. The Princeps Senioris was staring at it next to him and the anger present in his own eyes was not inconsiderable. "Princeps Senioris, may you explain to me why the Puritanicus Rex was allowed to operate on its own for as long as it did? Why was support not deployed sooner?"
"You would do well to moderate your tone Magos." The snarled response came with a blurt of chastising code and Devian shrank under the remark. "The forces of the Inner Sphere managed to surprise us, the power of their Long Tom Artillery make them more able to harm our Titans than expected. We will not be operating unprepared again."
The Archmagos turned to face the Princeps. "If I may presume Princeps Senioris, how?"
"The Secutarii are now going to take to the field with their machines." The answer came with a hint of anger.
---
"You cannot barracks here!" Came the strident cry of a woman as she faced off against the DCMS officer, "We know what happened to Kitaakitsu, and what happened to Matsukusa, and we cannot allow you to shelter here in Tashiro and bring those mecha-kaiju down upon us!"
The officers face flushed with anger, "You do not have a choice in this matter goodwife. You will mount the transport we have arranged and withdraw. The Lyran forces are moving to take this city as a staging post for seizing the capitol, you will be evacuated, and we will defend this city, no matter how small it is."
"We. Will. Not." Came the angry answer, and the officer, Hei, noticed a knife appear in the womans hands, the crowd of civilians was growing larger and angrier with every passing minute, but this was the first time a weapon had been drawn against their lawful governments officers. The biggest problem was, he sympathised with them, and even agreed. They shouldn't be forced out of their homes. They shouldn't be using the town as their next speedbump.
But they couldn't face the enemy out in the open. Maybe if they didn't evacuate the people they would be forced into more restraint. "I understand, I do, but I have a duty to the Combine to protect its people, and I cannot do that while you remain in this place, if we..."
"We're not leavin'." Said a man in a thick accent that was definitely not Japanese. "You're leavin."
That stalled him. "What?"
"We're not losing our homes to play bait for your wee war. We ain't gonna let no DCMS flunkies stay here and get us all killed. Y'ere leavin, today. Go git killed in a field somewhere where there are some Cherry Blossoms and you can wax poetic about a noble death if you want, but you're not going to do it in our city." His heart actually skipped a beat, the people were typically rather docile and obedient, but...
He saw more weapons appearing, and more bodies to bear them. He had two Platoons. The crowd was already no less than a hundred strong.. and growing. "I have a dut..." He was interrupted for the last time by a bottle connecting with his face, smashing immediately, the glass lacerating him before... sloshing him with an all too familiar odou... home made inferno gel, the last resort of resistance fighters...
It ignited and he went up like a torch.
The last words he heard were "Get them out of the town before the mechakaiju come!" He never heard the call from the others to string up the DCMS troops as an offering.
---
Tashiro was on fire and neither the Lyran forces or their mercenaries had even approached the city yet, Theodore felt control slipping further from their grasp. His men and women had been too slow ot retreat when the people of the city had revolted and turned on them, trying to force them from the city. A scene being repeated in two more smaller suburbs in the area. A threat that grew with every moment. With his people falling back, they were exposed, ejected from the towns and cities they were going to try and defend. They were in turn now defenceless. Forests provided no cover and the enemy mercenaries had a far greater range than his own Mechs.
"My Lord, Maxmillian Ho has reported in, he's managed to collect the forces he could from the city. The five regiments of troops and armour he has are waiting at the plains twelve kilometres from the city." The words did nothing to comfort him. Especially since he was now accessing live footage from near the mercenaries landing site. They were deploying Regiments of infantry and armour of their own.
"Lord Kurita... we have analysed the intelligence from the last burst transmission." Another man came up and handed him a dataslate. And he felt dread settle in his stomach, an all too familiar... oh no.
"This is Theodore Kurita to Colonel Ho. WITHDRAW IMMEDIATELY. RETREAT."
---
"This is for the Puritanicus Rex." The words were uttered by Princeps Alya Sativa. Her Warlord Titan, Victrix Anima stepped out on the landing ferrocrete. The weapons on its shoulders had been replaced with a pair of launchers. Upon them their payload raised up on hydraulics aimed at the sky. Boosters ignited and flame roared as the two deathstrike missiles hurtled into the sky, the intercontinental ballisticl missiles having already been programmed with their target, data provided by the vessel in orbit.
They hurtled across the mere hundreds of kilometres and plunged down on the positions of the Kuritan troops now panicked and attempting to evacuate.
The plasma warheads detonated thirty metres from the ground. Each of the warheads set for a mild yield of twenty kilotons. In less than four seconds, five regiments of DCMS forces ceased to exist, the short lived suns almost three hundred metres in diameter, as hot as the heart of a star... when the spheres of plasma collapsed, fading to nothing, no sign of occupation remained within the molten craters.
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Well no kill like overkill
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And plasma means no radiation, which means they don't qualify as nukes…
The Mechanicum is going to be the Canada of Battletech isn't it?
Inventing new war crimes and getting away with it because it's not a war crime the first time.
The Mechanicum is going to be the Canada of Battletech isn't it?
Inventing new war crimes and getting away with it because it's not a war crime the first time.
I can alredy see the "this are not nukes, this are [insert weapon here]" and being completly right, hell i can imagine just how the IS will react to rad weapons, i mean a weapon that kill the meat and left the metal intact, the typical IS commander/leader/mercenary would be like a crackhead trying to not get his next fix in order to not use those weapons.
Yep totally accurate how the legion reacts to a titan being that badly damaged.
Could be worse, someone could tell the magos there's a stc around and watch then literally strip mind ghe planet looking for that new coffee machine blueprint.
It happened in 40k. Whats worse was it was never used as noone grew coffee at thag point anymore.
Could be worse, someone could tell the magos there's a stc around and watch then literally strip mind ghe planet looking for that new coffee machine blueprint.
It happened in 40k. Whats worse was it was never used as noone grew coffee at thag point anymore.
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Wow that's such a bold claim, this guy really?
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I can´t believe it´s not Atomics!™
The Ares Conventions were not enforced since the First Succession War...you know the first of the wars that nuked man into the stone age? At this moment in the timeline they are merely respected as guidlines since they no longer have Warships to throw at problems and industrial capacity is more important than human lives. They are not using capital weaponry and adhering to the SPIRIT of the Convention only because they want infrastructure, any of the Great Houses would drop the pretense at the first chance they get.
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GBscientist
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Unless the Mechanicus set up support facilities somewhere, attrition will get them eventually. Even if the barque can provide all of the industrial needs of the Legio, the ship itself will need maintenance, and the isn't a yard in the Inner Sphere capable of that. Maybe they should just go for broke and claim Mars.
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40k ships are notoriously robust in this. They can go Centuries and possibly Millennia without needing drydock time and that is with actual combat time...in the Inner Sphere? Without constant nuking? I doubt the Void Shields will ever go down. Battletech Space Combat is neutered beyond measure at this juncture. A single WarShip can flip the table for a reason. Their ships are tiny, unshielded, lightly armed and armored...basically Lance Battery Chow. Their best chance is mass Aerospace Fighter charges and nuke saturation. Not to mention the sheer mobility advantage they have over K-F drive. The Legio can fuck off to the other side of the Galaxy should they want to.
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Finbar
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Yes, but they give such interesting ideas. You know, there are so many ways they can find loopholes while still achieving the same effective effect.
Would you explain
Who? I've never seen this in the tabletop rulebooks
Every few thousand years. Martian ships are even more robust. Canon have several that have operated for 10 thousand years and have only been reduced to 90% capability as it waited for drydock berths to open
Kadaeux
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Secutarii - Warhammer 40k - Lexicanum
The Secutarii are specifically Skitarii regiments dedicated to providing close support for Titan Legios. (Infantry... with personal shields.)
And they haven't even really opened the barrel of tricks yet. With fancy ideas like...
Phosphex.
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GBscientist
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Then the author is going to have to find another way of leveling the playing field. Otherwise, the level of curb stomp inherent in this match-up is going to make things boring.
The only other things that I can think of that aren't to the advantage of the Mechanicus are their limited numbers and crushing overmatch. The first is a problem because the Titans can only be in a limited number of places at once, so flee any planet where they show up and come back later. The second becomes an issue once the people on the receiving end unpack the WMDs in response the the Mechanicus just being hired. If simply contracting the Mechanicus causes an escalation of force back to SW2 levels, then they aren't worth the trouble.
I could also see the Clans coming home early if the balance of power gets too disrupted.
Oh, is Theodore seeing the brutality the DCMS normally visits upon its
...
My Give-A-Damn is busted.
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This. Whenever I see Capellans or Dracs talking about "OH! THE HUMANITY!" and lamenting over some kind of brutal attack against them, I´m like: "Really? You guys?". Guys have no leg to stand on.
Possibly, the whole invasion was launched based on misinformation that the Spheroids were gearing up to take them, this could be seen as a "Now or Never" in a similar vein.
Well, the Legio...is by definition, a support unit meant to bring Firepower to larger Imperial formations. They are not really meant to act alone. Their best use is as an Anchor or Hammer for a superior force like the Lyrans. The Lyrans man the frontlines and the Legio either anchors their position with Fire support from behind or they mass to smash a hole in the enemy front when on the offensive while supported by the Battlemech/regular LCAF regiments.
You know nothing of 40k do you? BT is low tech hard sci-fi. 40k is what you get when you take The First Federation from ST and throw in constant demon invasions and FTL can only be used by entering Hell itself. Where the crazy tech of the FF is barely enough to keep humanity alive in 30,000 years of total war. With multiple immortal races fucking over humanity.
This story was never going to be focused on the battles but with character development. The Legio Titanica did not regress as far as Mars did. All they need do is find a mineral rich uninhabited star and a year and the setting is fucked
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Unless they have an STC sealed in a vault somewhere on that ship Veriliad destroyed the Master STC for Phosphex (probably a Tzeentch or Gene Stealer plot) and used his high rank and authority to send self destruct orders throught the Noosphere to the STC copies of Phosphex
Kadaeux
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It was lost in 009.M40, this Legio Astorum was during the Horus Heresy.