Chapter 1: Deployment to Roma
In the formation of the United Nations Space Force that how it work was simple, the different nations military's would stay separate but are way subject to follow orders of the UNSF High Command were it is made of each nations government official that would authority over their respective militaries such as a defense Secretary or Minister. Now at first it worked but with colonization happening and the way the different combat doctrines of each nation soon butting heads with each other that soon it was realized that the nations military's will have to be forged into one. Some nations resisted the motion to do so wanting to keep pride but leaders welcome it as to be a better effective fighting force and that under-equipped militaries can have access to state of the art weaponry.
The first reform involved the dismantling of the nation's military and everything from personal, equipment, vehicles, ships and other resources was to be handed over to the UN as it form three main branches, army, navy, and air force with the request by some that a marine corps was formed. The second reform was the reorganization of different units. Some stayed the same as they were, were conjoined with other units, renamed, or new units were made entirely. Some units stayed the way they were due to their value in history. That is what happen to the 1st Marine Recon Battalion as it's history in the US Military had gotten itself to still be around kicking.
That when being apart of the UNSF that most of it's doctrines in fighting stayed the same but some changes to were they have experience in orbital assault which they have to learn how to use drop-pods, combat in zero-g for recon in space. The Battalion in the Rulark War which had lasted 2 weeks that when being deployed on the planet of Shrenzchu by stealth ship that they showed their worth in the recon of a planetary cannon when information being found on it that could knock out the shields of a Frigate to which a company was able to storm the facility that housed it and were able to capture and hacked into its systems taking control and knocking the fleet above allowing the UNSF Navy come unopposed. Throughout they have been successful against raids by pirates supported by the Rulark and terrorists that still show loyalty to their Empire.
In 2095 a exploration vessel USS Jeffries discovered a new star system to which probes were sent to an earth like planet were some form of intelligent life was discovered but very primitive to which by rules of the Prime Directive that a civilization that has no form of space travel to were they aren't capable of launching a person in a spacecraft beyond the atmosphere are not to be made contact with until they are as their world will be marked UNE territory and that incursions made by the Rulark Empire and the Great Exilan Imperium or any other entity with a hostile intent is to be destroyed for the safety of the Civilization. One week later an event that will greatly change that world forever.
Earth: Camp Pendleton 0530 August 3rd
It was almost the break of dawn as it was all quiet as some still asleep, but soon all the base came bustling with life as the few awake had gotten alerts of an event that would change the perspective of what they're enemies maybe.
"Sergeant, Sergeant, Sergeant, Sergeant Galvez, Get the fuck up man!"
"The fuck you want Stevens?"
"Shit going down at Nibiru, just get over to the rec room."
"Fine, I'm going," the Sergeant told as he put on more clothes as he began to head toward the barracks rec area.
"So what you want to show me, the fuck?"
That on the screen showed the city being attacked but instead of seeing things aircraft, tanks, troops, and some ships instead something out of fantasy. In the air FX-40s and other aircraft like commaches shooting dragons out of the sky with several warships supporting. On the ground troops are seen mowing down litteral Roman soldiers with what can be described as orcs, goblins, and animal people.
"This shit can't be real," told the Sergeant.
"It's fucking live right now go online and you can see videos of people still in the city in this mess turn on your neural device as we were able to get different livestreams going" told a private.
Soon the Sergeant then interacts with his device as then multiple feeds of people hiding in buildings as they looked at the chaos, people out in the streets in the middle of it trying to find their way towards safety, people that are in what is enemy territory as all around the person recording is dead people who by the looks of it very painful as then it would end in them getting captured beaten or killed as those who had it still recording that it should the brutality of their treatment by their captors which angered many watching such as the marines who wanted vengeance for what was happening.
"Well the Roman-fucks are about to know who they messing with," shouted a private.
San Francisco November 26th 0940
About four months after the events of Coy City that was a moment of readiness for them. That when the declaration of war was made that it was obvious for some of how it was the nearest units to the colony of Nibiru and those closest to the actual planet they're invading was going to be sent. But then for surprise that it was stated 1st Marine Expeditionary Force will take part in the second wave as well as to reinforce the units there as intelligence showed increases in fleet activity in Rulark Space nearby.
So they began training beforehand as with greater information on their enemy that they're training was more effective. Training included, fighting in close quarters combat, hand to hand fighting, how to deal with threat of dragons and other threats, potential allies such as the warrior-bunnies, cat-people, and other demi-humans who are treated poorly by the Empire to which could be useful against them. That the marines were standing in lines as they were to board unto the transport ship UNSF Inglewood, a Conestoga Class Transport ship made to transport at least a hundred ground vehicles and aircraft and at least five thousand troops. In the large lines which were of their company as they waited to board the vessel which would be their home for at least three days.
Standing with his platoon was Staff Sergeant Jason Galvez, born in San Antonio, the 25 year old Hispanic joined the Marine Corps at 20 as wanting to follow in his father's footsteps who tragically died in an operation against Rulark insurgents as they were planning to attack a school. At first his mother was skeptical but with a simple promise of coming back alive and that he was the top of his class as he was drafted by UNE law of that adults chosen who are of age 19-21 are required for basic training and that if completed with success are required for one year of service in the branch of choice. So after years of hardwork he managed to land himself in the respected 1st Recon Battalion.
"Hey Sarge what you gonna do when we arrive," asked Corporal Howard.
Corporal Steve Howard was your normal draftee that decided to extend his service to at least ten years as he had numerous family members in the military so making them proud was one and that when joining 1st recon battalion that he had special legacy to carry on when finding out that his family's ancestor was Jimmie E. Howard a medal of honor recipient when the unit used to be of the United States during the Vietnam War. That even though the guy was care free at same times and that he used to be an otaku, he could real serious in certain situations and to keep the image of his family which has made him more care about his career.
"Me, just kill the Roman bastards who fought it was ok to mess with us," told back Jason.
"Well for me, what you said, and maybe get myself a fantasy chick, especially an elf," Steve replied.
"Just a girl Stevens, man I literally would try to learn magic man after seeing those wizards," said Private Jae Hyun.
Private Jae Hyun was from the Unified Korean Peninsula. At age 18 he decided to be marine as he didn't have funds to support himself in college as after one and a half year. He studied to be an engineer which made a valuable asset to their platoon as he helps fix most of the vehicles and equipment which probably saved them a lot of money from his ingenious and inexpensive methods.
"Dude I want a get my hands on a dragon so I could tame it," told Private First Class Noah Morgan.
Born in the United Kingdom, that as a child he was always fascinated with the myths and legends of his old nation, that when the Gate happened that he was filled with excitement at the prospect of getting to see the stuff of fantasy but when seeing the atrocities being committed he was beyond pissed as he now wants the Saderans to know the made the greatest fuck up.
"And how the fuck you gonna get one as your stupid self is likely to get eaten or burnt to crisp," Lance Corporal Alejo Torres told.
Alejo Torres was born in California as most of his family were ranchers that came from the Philippines that went to the US as during the Exilan Invasion that there house was destroyed and their entire neighborhood got demolished due to the crashing of one of their ships. That he joined the marines at 18 his family gain more money as a portion of their livestock was killed as they accidentally triggered a bomb left behind in the Exilan Invasion which hurt their business as the money being made by him was helping them recover and he wanted to visit other worlds which now was his chance
"Staff Sergeant Galvez," told their Lieutenant searching through the crowd as two people in civilian clothing was walking with him.
"Yes Lieutenant Baker," replied Jason.
"Meet David Salazar and Erik Bautista, they're from the BBC," told the Lieutenant as then the two reporters shaked hands with the marines.
"Nice to meet you," told David.
"So what does the BBC, want to do in a war involving medieval fantasy", asked Jason.
"Well most of the public wants to see how this place is, and exclusive footage with anything from fairy tales is bound to rake in some views," replied Salazar.
"Well since this this man, right hers says he gonna tame a dragon, expect every person to watch you," told Galvez as he put Morgan in a headlock.
"Well I am counting on it," jokingly replied David.
UNSF Inglewood Earth Orbit 1230
In the atmosphere of the most important planet to humanity as what can be seen around was enough to beat any threat that pose to her. Twenty-Seven Corvettes, nineteen frigates, fifteen destroyers, twelve cruisers and three carriers with thirty orbital defense stations of varying types. As a few hundred miles was the fleet being directly sent to the planet of Roma since it's location is known and that there was no point in using the gate. The small fleet of ten ships, two corvettes, six troop transports, two cargo ships were in formation.
"To all those onboard the Inglewood, this is the Captain speaking, we are prepping for warp travel as our time of travel from Earth to New Roma, is three days and two hours and forty minutes."
"All ships have green light, enabling warp nacelles," told an officer.
Soon at the back of the ship near the engines that large panels began to open up to reveal the warp nacelles that began to glow a bright blue. That warp technology which was given to Humanity by the Precon was that normally the nacelles which would create a warp field that would propel a vessel across space and time, that it would be located outside of the ship in something similar to what is seen the show Star Trek to allow for a better warp field and that to keep the high levels of radiation that is produced away from the crew. But an exception was made that Precon gave the UNSF access to metal called Prezconium which was two-times lighter than lead and five-times as effective at radiation shielding. That with this warp nacelles could be located within a ship which would ensure better protection for it. To which with the panels open to allow the warp field to be formed as then slight distortions in space could be seen.
"Warp field enacted, ready to jump on your mark Captain," told the ships AI.
"Jump in three, two, one."
As then soon the ten ships went away in a flash of light as behind was slight distortions in reality which quickly disappeared as a trail of tachyons was left behind. From the perspective pf those in the ship that they were in a tunnel as streams of blue, black, and yellow went by as small glimpses of real space was passing by.
Passenger Quarters 1420
"Since we have some time, would any of you would like to do some interviews," asked David.
"I'm done for it," told Private Morgan .
"Ok, so what would should I say," asked Noah as he look at the small camera being used to film.
"Name, and some stuff about yourself and your opinions on the fact that we are fighting romans with fantasy mixed into it," told David as he began to count with his fingers.
"Hello, I'm Private First Class Noah Morgan. I join the Marine Corps at age nineteen, as for how I feel about whats going on, I wanna show them roman wannabes what happens when you fuck with Earth and it's people, and I want to own a dragon," told Noah.
"You still serious about that shit," asked Alejo.
"Yeah I'm serious, I want a pet dragon," replied Noah.
"How you're gonna get it then," Alejo waiting for a stupid answer.
"I'm gonna find a nest and take an egg so I could be it's mum," Noah replied to which most of the men in the quarters laughed.
"Yeah, and it's Mum is gonna burn your dumbass for kidnapping it's kid," remarked a marine from another squad.
"Also I don't think command will let some idiot private from trying to foster a dragon as also where would you keep the damn thing," Alejo said.
"I'll think about it," Private Morgan replied.
"You'll think about, best damn excuse," replied Torres.
"Hey guys they got an xbox set up" told Jae.
"What it got on it?" was asked by most.
"Modern Warfare 2," Jae replied.
"Which one," asked Torres.
"The original," Jae answered.
"I'm in," Steve said as he grabbed the controller as then Noah and a private from another squad joined.
"Ok free for all on Terminal," told Noah as soon the four chosen people for split screen played against each other.
New Roma Orbit November 29th 1437
The ten ships soon came out of warp as they greeted by the small fleet present as ΒΌ of was on patrol at the edge of the system as a week ago they intercepted two Rulark scout ships that some how reached the system as it was found out that the Rulark developed an FTL cannon that could sling shot ships across space but maximum speed was 50 light years in a day which made their ships easily trackable and can easily be intercepted.
In the hangar bays of the ship that men and supplies were being loaded on to the drop ships as they prepared to go planetside. That the Staff Sergeant began to board on to the T-44 Commanche along with around half his Company.
"Find your seats, and put your bags in the designated area behind your seats, and immediately strap your buckles, and pull down your safety harness, and prepare for a bumpy ride," told the pilot as then the door began to close to which the cabin was pressurized.
"What do think its gonna be like down there?" asked Private Morgan.
"Well we can breath down there, and your basic fantasy world in the roman era," told Jae.
"All those aboard, buckle in tight as we lifting off," announced the pilot as then the Comanche began to lift off the floor of the hangar bay.
That in a few seconds the craft taxi it's way towards the exit which used a force field to keep air in and let spacecraft go in out of the ship easily as it made it's outside of the ship followed by other dropships and shuttles as they went towards the planet.
"This Raptor 1-2, requesting permission for atmospheric entry, over."
"This is Station, permission granted, switch to hover when entry is completed, over."
"Copy Station entering in one, two, three," replied the pilot as the Comanche did a quick nose-dive into the atmosphere.
"Speeds going at mach ten decelerating to five, shields holding up all the way, experiencing slight turbulence due to thunderstorms, going horizontal in two minutes at fifteen-thousand feet."
"How is everyone doing back there," asked the pilot to which Salazar vomited a bit which caused those sitting next to him to try and move away.
"I'm ok," told David as he got nauseous.
"Not great with flying, huh," said Stevens.
"I'm good with flying but going vertical like this I can't take it man when we gonna land," asked David as he went through the control tab of the nanobots with his neural device to see if it can decrease the amount of puke.
"We'd be touching down in five," told the pilot as then the dropship went from a vertical dive to an horizontal flight as the base was in sight.
"Thank god.. burgh," as Salazar vomited again but with less puke to the enjoyment of many.
"This is Raptor 1-2 to Alnus ATC we are coming in, which landing zone are we to be directed to, over?"
"This Alnus Air Traffic Control, set course to zone nine, pad fifteen.
"Copy that and be advised we require some medics at attention as we got a sick passenger who left vomit everywhere as well as a janitor, over."
"Copy 1-2, sending medical personnel to see passenger and a janitor."
Soon enough the comanche was over the air base as it went to the many lots of aircraft as it then landed to its assigned pad. It soon touched down as the door went down as then the marines got up and by the orders of their officers left out of the aircraft in a straight line whilst trying not to step in puke. Soon the two reporters came out with Erik holding up David as the a few nurses took him.
"So he always been like that," asked Howards.
"Yep, he can't handle anything like rollercoasters, We did a report on a new theme park that opened up as he went on the biggest ride, vomited everywhere, and past out throughout the entire thing," Erik told which got some of the marines laughing off.
Soon they were being directed to their barracks as they walked through the base which looked like another military base that you could see, that they notice what looked to be the planet's inhabitants but what got some of the marines was that one of them had pointed ears which meant, elves.
"This place got fucking elves man, it truly is a fantasy world, and damn she's fucking hot" said Morgan as everyone on looked on.
"First thing we see when arriving is a real elf, damn can't wait to see what else we find," Erik said thinking about the major publicity to come.
That soon their Sgt. Major and gave the occasional orders at the top of his lungs to discipline them as everyone shut their mouths.
"He seems always angry," told Erik.
"Sergeant Major Anurak Maurer, does his job well, but with a little enthusiasm," told Corporal Howard.
"Which basically means he is an asshole," told a Sergeant to which was heard by the Sgt. Major.
"Sergeant Patrick, what the fuck you say," Sgt. Major Maurer yelled as he walked over.
"Nothing, Sgt. Major," the Sergeant replied.
"Your facial hairs is violating the grooming standards, so FIX IT!," he yelled as he then walked away.
"Rough childhood likely," whispered Erik
They soon reached their designated barracks as it a 3-story building made to house an entire company. That the marines got settled in as they put in their belongings in designated lockers as once done were directed to the mess hall for dinner as the food was a simple meal consisting of cooked chicken, with beans and rice with some people having extras they got from the px.
Seated at a table was Sgt. Galvez and members of his squad along with the BBC crew as David Salazar was with them as he got better with some medicine as they were eating their food along with twinkies that they had Erik buy from a PX that they were discussing the story going around the base of the actions of a recon team.
"So, then the dragon flew away as him being shot at with a stinger that tore the thing's arm off proved too much but then the fucking beast got put down with lazer cannons, railguns, and missiles from a Corvette as now the beast is a large ass carcass," told Morgan.
"Is there any footage, as they shit could be epic to show," David said.
"I think there is, but was taken by the higher ups for secret shit until its no longer secret shit," answered Noah.
"Dammit," cursed David.
"So do you think, we're gonna do any of that," asked Private Hyun.
"I hope so, for now we're stuck at this base until brass says something," said Galvez.
"Well I atleat want save some town from getting attacked by monsters or bandits," told Morgan.
"Yeah we probably would, and be seen as their great saviors from evil," told Torres as small chuckles could be made as they soon finished their meals and left.