Chapter 1 – My Name Is Furey
It has been a year since that day, and the Blakists have found us, our house is gone. They are drilling through the hatch with lasers, Shandra says there is a lance of mediums out there. The metal is three meters thick, and we have about ten minutes, theres a small service door in the back just a thick, but even a light 'Mech cant fit through, we have trained my best friend how to pilot a Mist Lynx, he is not very good at it and we have told him to rush out under the cover of our fire and support with missiles and the ERLL.
I am piloting the Highlander as for some reason Shandra isn't compatible with the Timber Wolf. I am sweating─ heck, all of us probably are, my anticipation is helping me focus on the plan. We rush out, Joe, my best friend, heads in the direction next hidden bay about one-hundred kilometers up, he hides in the nearest tree cover and supports us from a long distance. We finish up and meet up with him and continue to the next bay to resupply and meet up with rumored local resistance.
"Back up against the walls," my father commands.
All three 'Mechs back into a bay on that recedes into the wall as the door opens and the smoke deploys. Weapons fire hit the back wall and continued for a while. It suddenly stopped and all four medium mechs cautiously walk in.
"Fire on the Hunchback...now!" I ordered.
Missiles, lasers, and gauss rounds slammed into the deadly mechs, throwing it back and knocking it down, the pilot ejected when he was falling and slammed into the ceiling making a nice dent. Joe charged out and only took a medium laser to the back. My father and I began backing out of the bay taking down two Blakist Starslayers. It left only one enemy 'Mech, the Firestarter, it valiantly spit flames at us but took a Joe's ERLL to the head.
"Good work, but we need to move." I stated.
We made our best speed north, it was an uneventful trip until we made it to the other hidden cache, we were trying to be contacted by something inside,"You don't look to be a Wobbie force, who are 'ya?"
I started,"We are a local resistance, we just took down a Blakist lance and are in great need of ammo and armor."
"We got summa that, we here are a local resistance too, but we didn't see no huge battle," the countryman replied.
"It was about one-hundred kilometers south,"my pa answered.
"All right, ill let 'ya in."
Hours later our 'Mechs were re-armored, re-armed, and re-painted. We found out that they had more Clan 'Mechs, a whole Binary and enough armor, ammo, and replacement parts to supply it for a year, they only had two men that were good enough to call MechWarriors though.
The list of BattleMechs and OmniMechs is pretty much a second line unit though, with only a few serious combat 'Mechs.
The first Star indicated by the Roman Numeral one and consists of:
One Fire Moth PRIME
One Fire Moth D
One Incubus
One Kit Fox A
One Shadow Cat PRIME
The second Star is also indicated by the Roman Numeral two and consists of:
Two Arctic Wolves
One Storm Crow PRIME
One Timber Wolf MK II
One Summoner PRIME
"Wow,"we all said in unison.
"This is enough to take the planet, with good MechWarriors of course," I state.
I was beginning to think this resistance was shaping up to be a good fighting force. Boy was I wrong...
The Strom Crow flopped to the ground into a pit of mud. We were training the pilots in the backwoods of the area, the Word of Blake forces would have to be crazy to look here for resistance, the best two were Kyle and David, Kyle was the man who talked to us when we came here. Then again, the Blakists are crazy.
My Highlander IIC began taking multiple autocannon hits to the back, thinking it one of the recruits I turned around to see who it was. A Blakist Legacy was charing giving its all with its two UAC/10s. I unlocked all of the trainee's weapons manually.
"Open fire," I ordered.
I fired my gauss rifle and the slug went wide right and completely decimated a tree. I heard the missile tone and twenty LRMs were sailing towards the enemy 'Mech, all of them impacted the center torso of the Blakist war machine. It began to fire upon the Summoner which gladly returned an ER PPC shot, striking the ammo bin which was exposed by my missiles. The pilot ejected as the ammo cooked off, I sniped the ejection pod as it floated down, ensuring no one would return and report us.
I sat in one of the many chairs in the cache and watched as my Highlander was repaired. They said it took some serious damage and I would have to pick a new 'Mech until it was ready. I looked at some the stats on the Timber Wolf MK II and decided to use it for our skirmish against the Blakists tomorrow. We have to act to put an end to Word of Blake forces in the area, tomorrow we strike.
I could hear the myomer stretch as the old Timber Wolf walked out of its bay and into the sunlight of the day to meet the rest of the first star. My pa was Star Captain, Joe in the Incubus, Kyle in the Storm Crow, David in the Summoner, and me in the Timber Wolf MK II, were all MechWarriors. The second star were all green as spring leaves, the Star Captain was Serra in a Shadowcat, Tim and Vladimir in Arctic wolves, and Jason in the Kit Fox A. Sophie was sick so we left her back at the HQ.
"Move out," my father ordered to our almost full Binary. We all made our best speed north to the closest Wobbie base, about thirty kilometers up, where the Blakist Legacy came from. This road would be covered in 'Mech footprints tonight.