Command and Ranma GDI
Act 1, Mission 3: Hampton Roads
Disclaimer: I own none but the experimental modifications; don't sue; thanks.
Author notes: It's noted that Nabiki in a command role is a little cliché. To be honest, she's the only person in the group brave enough to go to a combat zone and take on a leadership role. Ranma likes to charge in alone, Ryouga gets lost rather easily (I poke major fun at this in chapter 2 with a walled in one-way obstacle course), and Kasumi is just a little on the gentle side for this role. Oh, and I also removed Genma and Soun from the picture by instigating them with a sealed container of Akane's cooking gone wrong yet again.
I would also like to take this time to explain why I used the term 'stripped down' in the end with the debriefing mention. I used it because it's an easy way of saying "their tactics were stripped down, and they were told what regulations said tactics violated'. Even though the Nerima Wrecking Crew isn't an official part of GDI, they're deployed on GDI missions in GDI gear, on GDI gear. If it walks like a duck, and talks like a duck...in this case it doesn't necessarily mean it's a duck, but it has to play one.
Finally, I'd like to now point out that rude reviews like the one that was forwarded onto Support, are not, and WILL NOT BE TOLERATED!!! Writing a review like our "friend" kambeiisahotoldman WILL result in a referral. Write at your own risk.
With that, Chapter 4 is below. Thanks for your continued support, and continue to write supportive feedback reviews that further the development of the fanfic.
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Haverson's quarters
Haverson is sitting at his desk, reviewing the recovered data from Tokyo, obviously looking for something. He types something into his computer and hits the enter key. On one display, his search is processing. On the other display, Einstein's research into time-travel and inter-dimensional theories. The first display beeps, pulling up Nerima police data. One thing that catches Haverson's eye is a "self-policing" list with the martial artists names on it. He pulls up their files, obviously getting more confused by the minute
'Something doesn't add up. These records list numerous complaints in regards to certain...disturbances...caused by this group. No wonder they are dubbed the Wrecking Crew of Nerima. They're billed for 50 million in property damage total. The only decent ones here are the non-combatants who are family to the martial artists. But this doesn't make sense.' Haverson continues to think the information over. 'Well, they're story about living in 1995 adds up all right, but what did they do to get here? According to Einstein's research, it is technically possible to cross dimensional boundaries, but the circumstances that would cause it are few and far between. Not to mention the disappearance of two seemingly dead corpses. That suggests that we've stepped out of Einstein's house, and into the house of Siegfried.'
At this point, his comm line beeped. He clicked it open, clearing the data from both screens. Lieutenant Jordon's on the other end. "Sir, we've detected a Nod facility at the Hampton Roads Shipping Docks. This seems to be the location of the United States Nod incursion. We've been monitoring the facility, and we've noticed a pattern in their reinforcements. We think we found an opportunity to strike the facility and shut down their reinforcement line. I did a resource analysis, and we can only spare a commando initially. However, once their radar is down, we can sneak in some more troops to assist in the take-down of the main facility. Requesting permission to head this operation sir."
Haverson didn't hesitate in granting permission for Jordon to run the operation. Haverson had other things on his mind, including asking a certain Chinese matriarch some questions. The comm line clicked shut, and Haverson began his hunt for Cologne.
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1 week ago:
Ranma burst into the armory, and immediately gravitated toward Tech Sargent Johnson. "Hey, is my field uniform ready?"
"First, address me as sir. I know your not an official GDI soldier, but I am still the the ranking officer around here. Second, it's not a uniform, it's a tactical combat suit. Third, it was JUST now finished, even with your modification requests. Step over this way so I can get you acquainted with the Advanced Light-Weight Commando Combat Suit."
Ranma was a little skeptical at first, but started to get the suit on. He finished with the helmet, and then started to request information on how the suit worked.
"If you will wait, I will get to that. The first thing you will notice about the suit is that, like all Commando combat suits, it has strapped on it's legs concealed in their own pockets are the det-charges. The exotic secret compound used in them are more explosive than standard C4. Just one, and the building's done. Second thing you will notice is that the suit is not environmentally sealed completely, so avoid Tiberium exposure for more than 30 seconds. Also, the Cat imager and the Water injector systems were added as you requested, but I'm not sure why those are necessary. Oh well, probably going to find out soon enough. The rest of the suit is also fairly standard for a commando suit. jetpack, railgun assault rifle..."
"Oh I won't be needing that." Ranma interrupted at the mention of the rifle.
"Ah...ok, nix the rifle. Encrypted uplink to the GDI satellite network, and also, to the command center. This goes double for the comm link. Also, it's unisex like you requested, but I can't see the need for that."
"Trust me. It will be needed." Ranma said.
"All right. It's your suit. Finally, like the rest of the light-weight suits, it doesn't inhibit movement at all. Now head on out to the training field to try it out."
Ranma then exited the armory, only when the suit was released from the stand.
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The roar or the Ox's engines subsided signaling the infiltration phase of the Hampton Roads mission. He still had about ½ a mile to go before he reached the road south of the first target: a Nod Operations Center that ran radar for the area.
10 minutes later, he GPS activated, displaying his location, and 3 objectives. He observed his area, and noticing footsteps, ducked into the shadows of a pair of shipping containers.
As the group of Militants walked by, Ranma popped out and took down the group using select pressure points.
Ranma then moved north and came across a strange building with radar dishes. He figures this is the target, because the building has a strange triangle with a scorpion tale: the Nod symbol.
Ranma then proceeded to place a couple charges at the base; one on each side. He sets them to the same detonator, moves away, and presses the button.
Immediately, the building is engulfed in a massive flash then crumbles. The resulting shockwave even takes Ranma by surprise. He's knocked backwards by an invisible wall, and his helmet display is slightly disrupted.
'Wow, that was bigger than I thought. When they said these explosives packed a punch, they weren't kidding. Next time, use only one charge.' Ranma thought in the aftershock.
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Haverson managed to arrange a meeting with Cologne in his ready room. About 5 minutes later, he is sitting face to face with the matriarch, hoping to finally have all his questions answered.
"So, what is it that you wanted to ask of me?" Cologne started.
"Well, I've been doing a little digging around, and I managed to confirm your story of being from 1995. However, the info I uncovered just raised more questions. Instead of trying to make heads or tales of this, I was hoping you could explain."
At this point, he tapped his display, pulling up the Nerima police files. He then started to read aloud.
"Ranma Saotome. Age 16. Other info: Cursed Spring of Drowned Girl; numerous unwanted arranged marriages. Total damage caused: $1.5 million."
He changed files. "Akane Tendo. Age 16. Other info: Can't cook; don't eat results. Total damage: $1 million and 10 stomachs."
He cycles through the files, reading off relevant info from each.
"Ryouga Hibiki, A.K.A. the Lost Boy, A.K.A. P-Chan. Age unknown. Other info: Cursed Spring of Drowned Black Piglet; no sense of direction. Total damage: $2 million."
"Ukyo. Age 17. Other info: Professional traveling chef. Total damage: $500K."
"Shampoo. Age unknown. Other info: Cursed Spring of Drowned Cat; Chinese Amazon. Total damage: $4 million."
"Mousse. Age unknown. Other info: Cursed Spring of Drowned Duck; Chinese Amazon; Hidden Weapons Master; near-blind. Total damage: $2 million."
Cologne kept staring as Haverson read off the info. She then decided to speak. "Where did you get this?"
"The Tokyo primary data terminal. This was a black op I ran, because of the nature of the data, and the region it was in. These are the Nerima police records on the Wrecking Crew. Could you explain this to me please."
"Well, it all started sometime in 1993 with a girl and a panda..."
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Kasumi sat down in the cafeteria, having finished final close down from dinner. She has a pot of tea and a teacup with her.
'Wow, barely 2 weeks and everyone's already busy. Ryouga, Akane, and Shampoo already completed missions. Ranma's still out, and Ukyo and Mousse are prepping now for something. Cologne's nowhere to be found, and Nabiki's in the EVA database room. I sure hope we get out of this okay. Although maybe I should take up self-defense just in case something happens to me. I've noticed some of the soldiers eying me funny. Oh well. Maybe i'll put in a request to Haverson next time I see him.
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Ranma picks up 5 more rocks and hurls them with surprising accuracy and speed into the last of the defenders.
'Well that takes care of the troops.' At this, he hears the aggressive hum of the Nod aircraft. 'I'd better hurry up here.'
Ranma moves to the base of the tower and plants a charge, then moves away before hitting the detonate button.
Immediately, the base of the tower is engulfed in the blast, and the whole structure falls over like a felled tree. The shock wave wasn't powerful either, plus Ranma wasn't in the blast's path.
Soon after, his comm line beeps. "Ranma, good job. Reinforcements are inbound to the west. Go ahead and meet up with them."
After hanging up on Jordon, Ranma starts heading to the rendezvous point.
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As the comm line clicked dead, Jordon thought to himself, 'The least he could do is acknowledge me.'
"Jordon report."
Jordon turned around to see Haverson in this command seat. "Sir, Ranma's cleared out the airfield, and is moving to destroy the main base in the area now. Did you get your questions answered?"
"Yes Jordon. Sadly, the rest of the senior staff must wait 5 more days for their answers though."
At this, Haverson starts typing something into his console. From the sounds of the typing, it's a message.
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One of the sniper teams noticed Ranma approaching, and snapped a salute. "Teams Alpha and Delta are at your disposal sir."
"Good, cuz somebody needs to keep the engine warm. I work alone."
At this, Ranma continued onto the next objective.
"Hey Alpha 1, 5 bucks says you can't pop him from here.
All of the snipers chuckled at this, kinda.
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Tech Sergant Johnson's terminal beeped, signaling a new message.
"Hm, senior staff meeting, in 5 days."
'What is this about all of a sudden?'
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As Ranma approaches the Nod base, his opposition gets fiercer and fiercer. He thumbs a certain control set on the back of his right glove.
"Ranma to Command. Have a medical pickup team deployed to this point to arrive in 10 minutes. This op is over."
At this, he closes the comm line before questions are asked.
'Set for 8 minutes of berserk before cold and hot water is injected underneath the armor...'
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Dr. Mort is busy monitoring Ranma's bio's, when his message box beeped. He manages to read it before alarms start going off. Ranma's bio monitors are going nuts. Mort opens a channel.
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Haverson opens the channel.
"Commander, Ranma's bio signs are showing elevated stress levels."
"I know, I can see it." Haverson opens a channel to Ranma, who is on his hands and knees now. "Ranma, what's happening over there?"
The comm channel is only static, then a sound is heard that sends shivers down everyone's spines: the sound of a cat's meow.
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One of the militant squads approaches the strange soldier, and assuming he surrendered, moves closer, only to have his gun segmented.
At once, a sound not unlike a cat's meow is heard, carrying a strong enough message to have a Militant squadsman faint.
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Dr. Mort is fed a live feed of Ranma. He can't help but look on in horror as Ranma slices through 3, 5 and 10 Nod Attack Bikes in an instant with unseen claws.
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Haverson turns to Cologne, even as Ranma starts to make mince meat of the base.
"What...in god's name...is going on?" is all Haverson can muster up.
"All in due course." is all Cologne says.
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5 minutes later, Ranma regains consciousness in the troop bay of an Ox transport.
"Sir, when we get back to base, Chief Medical Officer Mort will want to examine you. In the meantime, rest..."
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Well, that was chapter 4...there's two more chapters left of Act 1...Washington D.C., and the staff meeting epilogue. Keep an eye out for them. Afterwards, the African Act 2
In the next chapter: Ukyo's and Mousse's chance to shine...and their loadouts for the mission.