A/N: Just some details for those unfamiliar with the UFO series.

The Laputa was a space station that the Reticulans (well actually, a Reticulan splinter cult but that's a long story) brought with them to Earth. There were two of them used to monitor the Biomass spreading across Earth. In the sequel, UFO Aftershock, your base is the Laputa station, since it was given to Humanity in return for our surrender. Of course, in this universe, we just took it from them.

Laputa Two

Location: Unknown

Time: Unknown

Gereld nearly collapsed as Laputa Two stopped moving. "Status Report!" he called.

"Engineering's fine sir!"

"Helm is still here!"

"Sensors are ok!"

"This is Phoenix Company, we've taken some hits but we're still combat ready."

One by one the crew of the Laputa reported in.

"Julia, where the hell are we?"

"Unknown sir, we're not in Sol anymore, that's for sure. No ships or comm signatures, human or alien. We're in orbit around the second planet from this system's sun. We've also got two moons orbiting the planet. I'll need to do a more thorough scan to get anything more detailed."

Gerald rubbed the back of his head. "Do it, get everyone to check everything on the Laputa. I want a staff meeting in an hour.

One Hour Later

Laputa Command and Control Center

Gereld looked at the assembled staff.

"Alright, Julia, tell us what the sensors say."

"Scans show that we appear to be in the Epsilon Eridani system, approximately 10.5 light years from Earth. Scans also show human civilization down on the planet."

"Human Civilization?" Major Malcolm Jorston of Phoenix Company frowned. "Where are they on the tech scale?"

"Mostly Medieval Age from what we can tell, though we can't be completely certain until we sent a team down for a closer look. Interestingly, the Geography of the planet closely resembles that of Earth. However, we have only been able to get scans of a Europe-like continent for now. The strange thing is that what would normally be Great Britan appear to be... floating in midair."

There was silence.

"You're shitting me." The major said, baffled.

"I'm afraid not, we're not sure exactly how this is happening. Again, closer and more detailed scans will be needed to understand anything about what's happening down there."

"Alright then, Dales, how are we doing on supplies?"

The logistics officer responded immediately. "We've got enough food for six months, but the hydroponics farms haven't been repaired yet. We'll need another source of food after those six months, or we die."

Gereld sighed. "Well that's better than I hoped, what about weapons and ships?"

Dales smirked. "Now there we're golden. We've got enough guns and ammo. for several companies, mostly M8s and Kalishnovs. We've got plenty of Reticulan lasers and plasma guns, as well as our own. And of course, we've got Warp Resonators and enough med kits for everyone."

"As for ships, all the slaver devices are functional. We've got 3 drop-balls, 24 Reticulan fighters, four mobiles labs, and a battleship. Oh, and three OLBMs."

Everyone gawked and the young man. OLBMs, or Orbital Launched Ballistic Missiles were missiles with a plasma charged/fusion warhead with a 30 Megaton Yield designed to survive atmospheric reentry. They were Weapons of Mass Destruction.

And the Laputa had three of them

The station commander swallowed. "Well, at least we've got a last resort. Still, we need better information, especially on that floating island. Malcolm, assemble Phoenix Company and deploy to the surface of that island. Gather intelligence on the local political situation, terrain, environment, etcetera. Julia, work on expanding the sensor net to cover the whole planet. Dales, get rationing started, we don't know how long we're going to be here. Elizabeth?"

The chief science officer straightened. "Sir?"

"Get teams investigating both of the moons. And figure out how we got here, and more importantly, how can we get back to Earth."

Laputa Two Hangar

1 hour and 20 minutes after the Event.

Major Malcolm Jorston looked up from his plasma rife as a teenager approached him, he remembered that he was Phoenix Company's newest recruit. The young man gave a sharp salute.

"Sir! Private James Ellys reporting for duty sir!"

Malcolm smirked at the private's stiff posture. "At ease private, you a lost*?"

"Yes sir! I was five when when the Fall happened sir. Military's my life."

Malcolm sighed. "Alright then, we move out in ten, get your gear, you'll be covering Zakhaev, our sniper. Oh, and private?"

"Sir?"

"You can drop the formalities, just call me Malcolm, we're all Phoenix Company here."

"Yes si- I mean Malcolm."

Malcolm grinned. "Now you're learning."

Unknown planet

On floating island

Late Afternoon

The three drop ships touched down in a heavily forested region with a village on the outskirts and quickly disgorged their cargo. Nineteen humans and two Reticulans quickly secured a perimeter. Deeming the immediate area secure. Malcolm began to issue orders.

"Alright, Rico, your squad stays behind to cover the transports, contact us if anyone comes close. Brian, second squad is with us, we're heading to that village we saw on the way down. Remember, we're in unknown territory, so do not, I repeat, do not fire unless attacked first. Intel says these people are in the Medieval Age, so try to behave."

Malcolm looked at his own squad.

He personally was carrying an Enhanced Plasma Rifle, along with grenades and a Warp Medkit.

Betty, the team's heavy weapons specialist, was carrying a Double-barreled machine gun.

Saud had a Super Striker, an MP7, grenades of all types, and a Warp Demolition Device.

Kinsey had a new M8 rifle with a grenade launcher, and was carrying two Warp Medkits, compared to everyone else's one.

Lionel wielded an HK CAWS and an MP7 as a backup weapon.

Zakhaev, the team's sniper, toted an M82 Barrett Sniper rifle, with a laser pistol as backup.

And finally, James Ellys was carrying one of the new laser sniper rifles, and spare ammunition for everyone.

Malcolm smiled at the members of Phoenix Company, both new and old.

"Phoenix Company, move out!

Near unknown Village

They had almost arrived when a gout of flams burst up from where the village was.

"Ah, shit, that can't be good." Malcolm muttered. "Double time it everyone! Snipers, get into over watch positions!"

The fourteen soldiers ran as fast as their legs could carry them, quickly arriving at the outskirts. Brian, the commander of Second Squad, took out a pair of binoculars and took a look at the settlement while everyone else got into firing positions.

He gawked.

"What do you see Brian?" Malcolm asked.

"Take a look for yourself." Brian replied, handing hi the binoculars.

Malcolm looked at the village.

It was rather small, probably no more than 400 or so people in total. However, that wasn't what concerned him.

What concerned him was that the village was being looted by a group o forty or so soldiers with swords, spears, and bows.

And oh, maybe the fact that there were five robed men on horses setting fire to everything with honest-to-god magic wands was a bit of a concern to.

"Orders sir?" Brian asked.

Malcolm hesitated, he had been ordered to recon, nothing more. He didn't even know who was the good guy in this situation. For all he knew the soldiers could be burning down a bandit settlement.

"Sir, I have a shot on everyone who's armed."

Malcolm still stalled.

Then he saw a little girl being dragged out of a house to the lead rider, a grin on the mans face."

"Ah, fuck it." He muttered. "Open Fire! Shoot to kill!"

Holdat Village

Jorathon Kellam was a Noble. Not a very high ranking one in the Reconquista, but still a Noble.

Which put him far above the commoners who thought they could go about refusing to pay, feed, and house his soldiers.

He smiled as one of the younger girls was dragged in front of him. This was a nice way to lighten up a boring day-

At that moment a .50 BMG round ripped through his head, while still maintaining the velocity to kill the captain beside him.

At the same time, a beam of light shot out and struck down the mercenary carrying the young girl, who took advantage of the confusion to hide.

Confusion that was increased when a dozen men and women with strange weapons ad armor burst out of hiding, shooting as they came.

The First and Second Squads charged into the village, Malcolm fired his plasma rifle into one of the wand wielders, melting him to goo.

Betty's Double-barrels roared and scythed through the group of swordsmen. One of the surviving mage hurled a fireball at her, which failed to do more than scorch the paint of her Power Armor. A pair of spearmen charged out of a nearby house and were cut down by a pair of CAWS shots.

A Flash bang burst in the middle of a squad of archers, blinding them ad making them easy targets.

And all the while sniper fire shot anyone who tried to organize resistance.

In just a few minutes the entire village was clear. Malcolm looked around and realized that most of the village had come out and were staring at Phoenix Company in awe.

"Umm... hi?" Malcolm asked awkwardly. "We saw the fire an came to help. Can you tell us where we are? We're kinda lost."

A few hours and a long explanation later...

Malcolm went over the village elder's description of the World.

They were on the continent of Halkgenia, which was currently split between five nations: Tristain, Germania, Romalia, Gallia, and Albion, which was the Island.

The land was ruled by magic using nobles, who, being human, had some good people but also plenty of bad ones, like the Albion Reconquista, who had killed of the entire Royal Family of Albion in a civil war an were planning to invade Halkgenia, starting with the nation of Tristain.

Of course, the Reconquista had hired large amounts of mercenaries to do their dirty work, and were allowing them free reign in many villages.

Which led to here, when a squad of mercenaries had tried to loot the village and drag off some of the younger girls, the woodcutters objected.

With axes.

That had provoked the minor noble who had hired this band of mercs to come here to burn the village down, resulting in his death by sniper fire.

There was one thing he didn't understand though.

"Why don't you fight back, you were able to kill off that first group easily enough." Malcolm asked.

The elder sighed. "We're not soldiers, sir, the mercenaries and the nobles have training, they have weapons, and they have magic, those three things we lack."

Brian grinned. "What if we could provide you with two of those things?" He asked.

The elder looked at the younger man and crossed his arms. "What precisely are you implying."

"Look, you saw what are weapons did to this group of nobles, their magic didn't help one bit. We can make other weapons to, maybe not as good, but still powerful enough to take down anything this Reconquista can send at us." Malcolm said.

"And what would you gain from this?" The elder replied, raising his eyebrows. "You would hardly provide us with these weapons for free."

"We told you, we have no idea where we are, if w help you, we gain allies who will respect and work with us, rather than look down on us if we're commoners. Beside, I'll bet plenty of other villages would be happy to join if we could give them the means to resist Mr, ah.."

"Jereth, my name is Jereth." The elder said, considering the man's words.

It was true, everyone was sick of scrounging up roots to survive while nobles dinned on what they wanted. Jereth wasn't naïve enough to believe that everything would change instantly.

But if his grandchildren and their children could walk without fear of being victim of a noble's whims, it just might be worth the cost in blood.

Jereth smiled. "Alright, you've convinced me, and more importantly, you've convinced them." He motioned to the hundreds of villagers behind him.

He raised his voice. "Today, a new era dawns, an era where we, the commoners, take our place as human equal to the nobility, and as leaders of Albion!"

A resounding cheer went up from the crowd, axes, farming implements, and hunting bows wee raised.

Brian looked at his friend. "Well sir, I do believe we've just started a revolution."

Malcolm chuckled. "That we have buddy, that we have..."

Laputa Two

Gereld stared dumbly ahead as he heard Malcolm's report.

So..." He said calmly, "You jut shot up a gang of mercs trying to pillage a village, and in the process you somehow managed to start an American Revolution in this world's equivalent of Great Britain?"

"That's about it sir, not bad for a days work." Malcolm nodded cheerfully.

Gereld sighed. "Only you Malcolm, only you..."

A/N: Right, standard rescue village and start revolution sequence complete, now for the interesting stuff.

I actually had a Russian sniper on my team named Zakhaev, no joke.

Laputa Two Inhabitants:

2500 crew

250 Astroguards (Space Marines)

21 members of Phoenix Company

30 Reticulans

100 Scientists

75 Engineers

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