AN: The UNSC Marine armor has the HAZOP helmet from Reach.
Lady's and Gents, boys and girls this is the Actual first Chpt for UNSC: Pheonix rising.
Deck of the Nimitz: flagship of the 24th: two hrs out from Kronus
"Admiral we will be in Kronus's orbit in two hrs. Our long range radar has detected a SOS signal from Kronus so I would suggest preparing for hard contact upon arrival."
Kronus: Same time, Center City Command Center
It was not a good day for garrison commander Robert DeLa Salb, a six foot tall man of French decent and with piercing blue eyes and golden brown hair. His forces had been crippled and only two Ground Combat Zaku IIs and a single Gouf Custom were still active. Those three suits were the only remaining ones out of a garrison force of a hundred mobile suits. He also only had a Marine regiment and a single ODST squad out of a garrison force made up of over a hundred thousand marines. The regiment was a skeleton of its former self too; it had started the fighting by suffering 50% casualties from the enemy's initial orbital bombardment. As such instead of the four thousand soldiers that he would have had in any other situation he only two thousand Marines to deal with the incoming threat. But here's the kicker, he still had no idea what he was up against. The satellites, before they were destroyed, had detected a time-space distortion large enough to fit four Nimitz class through with room to spare. The satellites were then K.O.'d by an EMP pulse; followed by a precise orbital bombardment that targeted the Mobile Suit garrison and the locations of the other regiments. Then came the scattered reports of strange raiders hitting different cities across the planet. "Sir, we just got a vid feed from the north sector of the city. It seems the raiders are here. We have identified forty light hovercraft transports each loaded to the brim with raiders. They also have four strange tanks." At this another Lieutenant spoke up: "Brining the feed up on the main monitor." The scene that appeared was one out of a nightmare. Civilian corpses were every where and utterly alien raiders (Dark Eldar) were taking prisoners, "No, not prisoners slaves." That was the morbid thought that entered the minds of the command room staff. "What are your orders sir?" The commander looked down for a moment then looked back up with a smirk. "Tell captain Ral to deploy the mobile suits. Let's give these bastards a taste of some heavy firepower. Also inform the 982nd to get to combat ready status."
Kronus: Center City Mobile Suit Hanger
Captain Ramba "Blue Giant" Ral smiled as he read his tac-pad. He had been waiting for this order for forty-eight hours. He looked up at the two assembled pilots both of them were lieutenants and were former wingmen to Commander Char "Red Comet" Anzabal. The first was Apolly and the other was Roberto. "Alright team, the hour has come to launch our counter attack. Our unit has been chosen to show the power of the UNSC to these invaders. We are to commence a sweep and clear operation against the raiders in the city. Apolly you will use a Zaku II and take the right flank. Roberto you will also use a Zaku II and take the left. I will take the center with the Gouf. Any questions?" Roberto raised his hand: "Sir, what is the expected resistance?" This question caused Ral to laugh: "Hahaha, we have to deal with four medium tanks, forty light transports that have only a machine gun, and roughly four hundred of the raiders; and that's ground side. However if you are worried about orbital bombardment then you don't need to. The bombardment was carried out by missiles so our anti missile defense grid will handle the bombardment." (I don't know much about the Dark Eldar, Eldar, or Tyranids so if some one could tell me where to find their ships and weapons I'd appreciate it) Here Ral paused for a second before lowering his voice a small amount: "As you both are aware by now all the other MSs were destroyed by the initial bombardment as were the armored corps. We are the sole armored force that the UNSC has left planet side and as such we must be careful. If we are destroyed this world will fall. Alright enough doom and gloom we launch in five, so get to your MS."
Northern sector of Center City: 5 minuets later
Archon Talhutt was extremely pleased as he looked over the haul of slaves his warriors were brining in. The surgical strike against this world's PDF had proceeded as planned. The PDF was completely whipped out leaving them to capture slaves at will. However one thing troubled him. These humans did not react as the Imperials did to their presence. In fact if he didn't know better it was as if they were expecting rescue from their defenders. However that was ridiculous, there were no remaining defenders for this planet. The Archon sneered under his helmet as he thought to himself "There is still one way to determine if what these pathetic creatures want to happen will…" And with that thought he teleported back to his flagship, the Eldar language name would be to tough to write but it roughly translates to "Sword of Vengeance." Not even a minuet later the ground started to shake causing the captives to look up and smile at where the tremors were coming from. The Dark Eldar Kabals on the other hand froze in shock and horror as they saw three Titan (Warhound) sized walkers marching towards them.
That's a wrap for this chpt. Anyways the next chpt will contain a mobile suit delivered ass kicking and launch into the Warhammer 40k universe.