Operational Planning:

+Alpha Detachment: SOG Typhon and Jackal Team, combined force total of 12 men with sniper and spotter team inserted before as overwatch. Demolition and Breaching Maneuvers.

+Bravo Detachment: UNKCC Rangers two platoons worth of men with Field Test gears of the FFV2030, total strength of 40. 20 for combat engineer and sappers and 20 for an assault element.

+Charlie Detachment: Orion Ninjas, heard and beat some of these guys before in Austin, just gimmicks and no skills.

+Delta Detachment: Orion's Sword joes, a platoon worth of man to handle additional security, tech supports and counter hostile tech. Suits them just fine.

Notes: Seems like I'll be thrown into the fray alone first as usual, fine by me, my job is to take out to the two observation posts looking at the river insertion. That's one radio shack with a radar trailer and a riverside cabin where a platoon sized force is guarding the approach. The Ninjas will be joining me in this op, don't know what they'll do but overall, this should be a cake walk compared to the edgelords of SEELE.

Cerro de la Muerte, Tropico

1905 hours

It was now dark at night with the moon barely lit the battlefield up, in the distance were the endless jungles and marshes under a diamond blue sky. There were plumes of smoke rising into the air with the signs of battles from earlier still scarred the land. Tanks and APCs littered the roads with their hulls now burning husks as the highway became the aptly named Highway of Death. A river snaked through the thick jungle canopy leading into the dark depth of its Heart, like a serpent's body, the treacherous and shallow water was the perfect ambush ground with thick bushes and hedges on either banks and tall trees masking the positions of snipers.

But in this dark corner of the Earth, Crimson would call home, or rather, his playground. Dressed inappropriately colored dark navy blue combat uniform, he held an MP5SD5 in his hands with an M68 red dot sight on the top of the weapon to easily acquire his target and aim at the center mass.

His combat boots crushed any vegetations or grasses underneath him as he moved forward. On his shoulder was a camera pack for his superiors at the TOC to monitor his status. On his eyes were a set of NVG that provided him with a 60 degrees FOV. His rucksack seems to haul a collection of survival tools, explosives, extra magazines and map.

He was navigating towards a high point of the hill's elevated position where he saw a radio antenna slightly rising above the treelines. He slowed down and crouched on the ground before moving forward slowly trying not to snap a single branch or twig. He saw a small camp being lit by the guards there, all of whom were dressed in jungle green camouflage floral patterns with Kevlar meshed helmets on their heads.

They seemed to be simple frontline infantry working on the radio. One of them seems to be resting their AK-74M on a box of ammo surplus which prompted Crimson to crawl on his stomach towards them before gently reaching up for a bottle of alcohol still full on the table next to the crates. He then tossed the bottle into the fire, smashing the glass structure of the Vodka bottle and spilling the substance around the place, the fire spread closer to the tents and began to set the place alight.

The guards were panicked by this and quickly rushed to put out the fire by whatever methods they had at their disposal, they pour sand and water on the burning tent of supplies, others tossed wet blankets and sheets over the flame to snuff out the flame. Taking advantage of the distraction Crimson Butterfly like a moth he was, quickly bolted towards the radio equipment and tossed in a grenade into the tent, an RGD grenade he pilfered from the enemy supplies.

The frag rolled under the foldable plastic table and exploded violently, sending the radio equipment into the air. This rendered the pocket completely cut off from reinforcements, he then let loose a hail of MP5SD 9x19mm bullets at his panicking enemies, dropping them all in one go. "Whoa easy there Ace, you might stir up a hornet's nest." Hack reminded the commando over the comms back at the TOC.

The TOC itself had a section filled with various computers, monitor screens and communication specialists to coordinate various operations while Jason kept watch on Crimson working from a satellite view. The jungle was a feint shade of grey while Crimson himself was a flashing white pixel moving about through the foliage towards the riverside cabin where Jason saw Orion's Ninjas were moving in a synchronize assault.

The ninjas themselves stayed on the far sides of Crimson Butterfly while they too entered the enemy controlled area themselves. They as their name implied stayed to traversing the surrounding areas like ninjas would do. Normally they stuck to weaving through the trees or even climbing into them with a near cat like grace while they made the approach. Once up to the CABAL camp they split up covering ground and keeping watch of the enemy troops thanks to a hud mapping allowing for biological signatures to be spotted. In this case CABAL themselves.

However, at the FOB setup Nicolas who was drinking a cup of coffee and with a glazed donut held with his prosthetic hand looked to the screen still awed by Crimson most of all. However, not without concern first seeing the commando prefered to keep to erratic and violent tendencies. Even "Going Rambo" Nicolas occasionally put. Nicolas tapped on a radio device on his left ear and contacted Shiryu. "Uh. Rex this guy really likes to stay quiet, but in the mission fuck does he like to blow stuff up. He's still a renegade." Nicolas siad.

"Yes he has a violent tendency, but you were not present on the mission in Austin. That is still heavily under closed lips, and you know this. If he goes over the edge I'll communicate with him to maintain his calmness, but I won't guarantee it will work. He hasn't harmed the mission fully yet." Shiryu said on the radio.

"Uh yeah. Spooky as red butterfly might be his background is a lot creepier. Oh and the spooks following him. Let's see if any pop up here. I'm sure he'll take care of it all though. He can't be shot." Chikryu's voice said.

True to her words and much to Nicolas's awe amazement or fear, he would see that one of the guards of the cabin walked out to the jungle to check the fire of the radio shack, little did he know, he was heading straight towards Crimson. The Psychic Commando was hiding behind a tree with a large machete in his hand waiting for his prey to come towards him. Standing still as a statue with the cold blade in his hand, he saw the shadow of the guard coming towards him just mere inches away by the thick foliage obscured his silhouette.

By the time the guard had come just in front of Crimson, the blade was swung and a severing peck was dealt to his neck, his head flew into the air before landing on the ground rolling lifelessly while the body fell down on the ground spilling blood out. The cold and silent demeanor of Crimson apparently was the most chilling part as he seemed to take almost sadistic delight in killing his enemies up close and personal in the most ruthless manner possible.

He then resumed his profession commando posture moving towards the cabin closer and closer like a black panther in the dead of night. He peeked inside, seeing that the enemies were mostly enjoying themselves with cold beers, alcohol and other beverages. They weren't expecting anything or anyone to attack them at this time.

But their party was soon cut off when Crimson lobbed a molotov cocktail into the living room of the cabin where a squad of 12 men were enjoying themselves, the flame caught on the men as they fell over themselves and knocking over wooden tables and furnitures, adding fuels to the flame inside. He the kicked down the door and gunning down fleeing enemies in the narrow hallways, apparently he had planned for them to react in such a manner that he can multiply his presence while cutting down theirs.

As Crimson laid out his assault on the enemies in the cabin part of Orion Sword's ninja troops went to track the other radios while others checked other cabins for any sleeping soldiers, or to catch their own catch of solids of guard. They themselves shot the doors leading into the barracks removing the handle and hinge while they moved into the building. They rolled over to the sleeping soldiers and normally implanted them in the chest with a katana blade that sliced right past skin and muscles and cutting boen into thin slices causing dark red blood to ooze out form the soldiers chests. Others simply flipped their red colored under armed tonfa blades around and pumped their arms downwards to dispatch their enemies.

Those who were awake though had the power to their barrack cut off before feeling a switch cold balde sting at their bodies for a quick moment before a numbing pain entered their bodies after being sliced clean in half. After numbness was only death. The ninjas themselves aimed their blades for their enemies lungs to burst them so the enemy could not scream.

With the platoon force in the cabin dead and their communication fell silent, the area around the hill began to grow worried some feeling that perhaps they were being subjected to an all out attack. Radio chatter began to flare up to allow SIGINT and ELINT to monitor their movements around the place and their patterns of behaviors. At this point, Zodiac combat boats of the SOG were seen cruising into the area, two boats to carry the two Typhon and Jackal Teams while in the air, two EC-220 Gadfly helicopters were flying into the clearing nearby.

They had symbols of the Rangers printed on their fuselages and following closely behind them were V-25 Goshawks of Orion's Swords, the V-25 looks like a tiltrotor blade aircraft similar in design to the Boeing V-22 Osprey of the USMC, but true to Orion's preferences, they had sleek and angular panel lines and aerodynamic designs to make the aircraft as stealthy as possible. The airborne transports took their turns to let their passengers fast rope down on the ground with various units slowly coming together.

Devonte leading a squad behind the EC-220 on the approaching V-25 stood up and signaled for his squad to rappel down in quick haste. First his pointman then a private rank soldier, followed by Devonte himself down the rope. The three were then followed by an engineer and medic. The Orion Sword medic wore normal lower ranking soldier shield armor, but had a white band around their biceps with cyan blue colored cross. Quickly the platoon sized force moved into the hills with quick haste while the transport helos back off.

Jackal themselves rode calmly on their more marine type insertion. Or naval due to the boats approach into the field of battle. Hippocratus looked around anxiously and tapped his foot on the floor of the zodiac while Crash steered the boat still with a serious frown worn on his face. Taipan looked over to him and could tell he was thinking. "Something botherin' you about your brother?" Taipan asked. Nathan looked over to Taipan and nodded. "Here's to hoping he dienst get cocky in all that new gadget stuff on him. It will keep him safe, but not invincible. He better hope these guy don't have a monster with them." Crash stated.

"Alright regroup at Objective Bagram let's hit it Typhon." Said Ross as the Texan Green Beret led his team through the jungle up to the rally point with the other forces. They saw Crimson Butterfly emerging from the darkness of the jungle like a demonic figure, even without blood stains on his body, his apparently slasher like appearance made him an unnerving figure to deal with.

"You took care of those early warnings right?" Ross asked and Crimson nodded to them slowly as he then crouched down and pointed to the mansion at the top of the hill. His palm then spread out to five fingers denoting 5 squads of enemy troops patrolling the various sections of the mansion. "They're waiting." He spoke in a grim tone before standing up and took point for the strike team to move up the hill, apparently to clear out booby traps and make notes of possible ambushes. "Alright, let's go then, at least the guy is another Texan." Ross muttered to himself as he followed Crimson closely behind the commando as he began to use a knife to apparently dig up the dirt, playing minefield navigation to clear out the traps.

Polchek seeing the tactic used groaned while Jackal moved up as well. "Aw hell. Mines now? You don't upposed they also placed the mine on a bear trap as well? You know these nazis were fucked up people. They'd put babies into plastic cubes and kept them separated from other humans to see if humans needed contact to survive, and one of em actually died. And then they'd do tests on the corpse as well. Fucking nuts right?" Polchek told with a scold from Hippocrates. "Polchek shut up about the torture shit. I don't want to think about what happens if they get me." Hippoccratus stammered while around them they saw the Orion teams moving like shadows.

They themselves kept low to the ground. Normally the grunts were in tan uniforms, but today they dressed in all black with the higher ranking leaders of squads wearing much more complex advanced armor. The lights on the suits were all off while they moved forwards. Other soldiers wore grey, or black colored fatigue under black colored pockets flak suits. They themselves seems to stay on the sides of both Jackal and Typhon, but kept upwards farther taking their position.

"Sniper Team Artemis to Strike Team Achilles, we got you in our sight. Hold your position, we got one right on top of you here." Said the SOG sniper on the comms as he peered through the thermal scope of his Cheytac Intervention bolt action sniper rifle, he saw a lone sentry, possibly a marksman on a tower overlooking the courtyard and the perimeter wall.

He adjusted his scope to make the aiming sights hover over his target's head, his spotter called out the distance of 700m, seemingly standard to him as he then adjusted his scope for the 7th mark over the target's head. He then gently squeezed the trigger of the rifle, sending a bullet flying at his target, as expected the heavy caliber shot of a 7.62x51mm bullet piercing his body and tear through his center mass, dropping the marksman immediately. "You're clear to move now keep going."

"Many thanks Artemis, moving to position now, all teams switch to your NVs, we're cutting the power now." Said Ross as his Typhon team moved to infiltrate the mansion by a side entrance and the Rangers in their new FFV suits and gadgets followed closely, some of the Rangers cloaked themselves with Optical Camouflage technology of their uniforms and went closer to the compound's wall, making their way into lightly guarded doors.

Crimson Butterfly himself came up to a fusebox on the wall of the mansion, he brought out the machete in his hand and swung a slash at the wires under and above the box, severing the power supply to the mansion, causing the lights to go out in drove. "Go go go! Breaching breaching!" Typhon team immediately kicked down the door of a nearby entry point and quickly flooded in to overwhelm and overtake their enemies.

Following Typhon in the mansion were Jackal taking out guardsmen, and any enemy units with quick ease taking shots at the heads of enemies popping their head in gruesome gushy explosions of blood that painted the walls behind them in chuks of grey matter and blood. However, crashing through other entrances of the mansion were the Orion Sword teams. First the ninja troopers which with a negated muzzle flash from HK23 SOCOM styled pistols shot their enemies close range in the heads flinging them backwards in the various tightly cramped hallways.

Ryo and Claud entered the mansion with Ryo dashing in and impaling some of his enemies to the walls with only minor grunts made. Claude however using a twin dagger assortment sliced his enemies throats open after quick spins of his body. Each one of his targets sprayed blood that glistened in the dark light in streams form their opened necks. Many of which clenching their necks confused, and gasping for air.

"Ground floor secured, moving up to the second now!" Ross stated as he led his men up the stairs towards the second floor where they found the enemies to be violently firing around blindly trying to ward off the Strike Team's assault. They overturned tables and furniture in a hasty manner to use as covers before ducking behind it to open fire at the SOG operators. "Feindliche Infanterie!" One of them shouted in a thick German accent, however what the other members of the Strike Team heard, especially to the native German speakers, it sounded like a cartoonish squeal by the defenders, almost like their vocal cords and sound tunnel were choked. "Halte sie für Verstärkungen ab!" another shouted as they blindfire from behind the tables.

The ratatatat sounds of their submachine guns however caught the keen ears of Orion operators and Ninja the most as they knew those were clearly MP-40 submachine guns, vintage weapons dating back to the 2nd World War. As flashlights shined on the faces of the defenders, the attackers saw that their opponents had somewhat slanted facial features and deformed skull design, often protruding out on the lower jaw or stretching a bit much on the top.

Their uniforms however seems modern enough with green woodland camouflage patterns fitting for the tropical environment of Tropico, their uniforms were olive and green drabs akin to US Army uniforms in the 1960s with some of the members holding vintage M16A1 rifles on them denoting their lower ranks as skeleton troops.

Others wore intimidating all black uniforms with pale white cross bones and skulls to denote they're part of the better trained bodyguard formations. Even their helmets were fairly modern tactical helmets similar to what the US Army had in 2003-2005 only lacking camouflage mesh but instead, they had a snarling werewolf symbol on them. "Jetzt zurück ins Schlafzimmer fallen! Bedecke mich!" One of the squad leaders shouted in a gruff voice as he and his squad ran back to the bedroom of their dictator El Presidente and barricaded the door. "Looks well fortified, we'll let the Ninjas handle it, squad stack up and provide security. Can't let any stragglers running around!" Ross ordered to his team as they then fanned out to cover the possible flanking attacks for the Orion Ninjas to breach the room.

However, to Ross's shock he saw Ryo bolt right past himself before Ryo leaped into the air and planted his foot down on a wall followed by Ryo kicking off of the wall going mid air in the reverse direction and pulling his katana from its sheath. He held the katana in both hands by a wrapped hilt and deflected the bullet back at the soldier that fired them. His sword moved in a silver glazing blur as it cut through the air with little resistance.

Others like Caprice in her armor leaped onto other wall and made a wall run before using a suppressed 7.62X39mm ACR with thermal scope to gun down the enemies below her. She jumped off of the wall using it as a launchpad, to use the base of her other foot to kick one of the more advanced soldier down in his chest causing him to fall. Before his back even hit the ground she fired a shot into the man's cranium.

Crimson Butterfly of course didn't fall far behind from the fight as he was seen emerging on the balcony of the room with his MP5SD5 submachine gun in hand gunning down the enemy to the right of the room before making a sweeping leg kick at the squad leader inside the room, dropping him on the floor before thrusting a machete up his chin, Crimson then grabbed the El Presidente by his shirt collar and slammed him on the table.

"Easy on the senior citizen there Ace, we need him breathing Oxygent and talking not limping." Said Hack in a sarcastic tone as he monitored Crimson's erratic and often time highly violent display that even the GDI prefer to keep on a tight leash. "Hold on a minute...that guy looks like Weber and Bosic combine, but those two are too old to live and probably died long ago." Said Jason as he leaned in closer examining the face of the man.

"I know it...that you will come to find me. To you, I am like a spectre of the past, refuses to die." Said Antonio with a chuckle as he then relax himself on the table chuckling at the assault troops. "The hell?" Jason mumbled in surprised looking at the man's face. "I am not...who might think I am to be, I...am actually...his...son." Said Antonio as the elderly dictator spoke in a thick German accent similar to the other bodyguards in the mansion.

"Sir, we found something here! Looks like a secret tunnel leading down the underground facility!" Said one of the SOG team Typhon's members as he pushed the faux wall aside, revealing a dark tunnel to the Rangers who were nearby. "Looks like it goes around 50 to 70 meters underground." The SOG operator estimated as he tossed down a chemlight to keep mark of where they were. "Follow me but stay close. Ich habe da ein ganz mieses Gefühl." Said the German operator of the GDI as he then led Nicolas and a small squad of Rangers down with him to search the underground facility.

Nicolas himself pressed the side of his helmet causing his conjoined optics to light up red with the brightest part of the optic glowing the brightest and the center of the angular thin band. Nicolas looked around as he kept low, and stayed quiet with the rest of the Ranger forces walked down the dark tunnel. Despite the normally intimidating looks of their armor they kept oddly nervous. "I swear if a spider lands on me I'll freak out. I wasn't looking forwards to spooky stuff, and I never was." Nicolas said. He moved his head from left to right in quick strafes mumbling nervously. "I ain't afraid of no ghosts. I refuse to be afraid of no ghosts. No ghosts will scare this Ranger" Nicolas said.

But of course, his ghosts would soon turn out to be quite figurative as they found a massive underground lab, seemingly long forgotten and abandoned by its users, they saw on the wall were Nazi banners with Swastikas insignia on them and a portrait of Hitler prominently hung in the middle wall of the facility overlooking a massive parade ground, it looked like an assembly area for troops from the looks of it. "What the hell is this?" Jason said in absolute awe struck as he looked at the massive underground base. "Mein gott…" Said the Typhon Operator as he then continued down to the assembly area with Nicolas and other Rangers, they found that the place had various test tubes with boards to pin notes on them.

"Whatever we said about this place being a Cartoon villain lair...double strike it and make it Wolfenstein lair." Said Jason as he observed the assembly area having analogue equipment with cranks, levers, switches and buttons straight out of the 40s and 50s, a time when digital technology and advancements in computing didn't catch on quite yet. "Holy shit...they were making Grey before there was Grey…" One of the Rangers accompanying Nicolas stated as he kept watch around them.

One of the board showed a list of "Donors" written in German with various photos of Nazis and Ustasha figures outlined. They then saw lines drawn from each of the photos down to what appeared to be Antonio's younger self wearing an SS Hitler Youth uniforms. Anotino was but 6 years old in that photo with a tag under him that said he was born in 1966.

Hence the elderly appearance he had as of today. "God...they were determined to continue the Third Reich no matter what." Said the SOG operator with a grim tone in his voice, him being a German knew what his Fatherland went through and the Sins that it can never run away from. Although he himself came from a generation far removed from the carnage and madness of his forefathers, it was still difficult to face up to the question of identity and association.

The underground facility was so expansive that they found firing ranges with vintage WW2 era MG42, MG34, MP-40, StG44, Kar98K, G43, even some Panzerfaust and Panzerschreck lying around apparently for training. But the weapons and ammunitions have degraded to the point of being unusable.

Nicolas walked up to the weapons regardless completely shocked to the point of a chill moving up his back. It seems he had entered an ancient tomb. Or at least felt like it despite the derelict state of the place. "Maybe we can find some projector player to give us some insight?" Nicolas asked with a nervous tone thinking of the implications of Grey being created by Nazis meant.

However, as they explored it seemed the spread of information had reached upwards the chain of command and reached Osborn quickly due to him watching the broadcast of the new Ranger uniforms at play. Something quickly turned his stomach around seeing the proto wombs in the area. Something didn't seem right with them. "I need a phone now. And some Motrin." Osborn commanded as the team explored the area more taking photos of the wombs.

"Copy that sir, we're getting them to you now." Said the Ranger following them as he took photos and document the areas for further intel on the possible revelations of what these could mean to Grey and the creation of Orion's Sword being possible or facilitated by the Nazis. Cruel and sadistic animals, devoid of human emotions and so revile even for their times that it bewildered the modern world how some could still defend regressives of the past.

However, while they were documenting the underground facility, Hack himself was monitoring something out of the ordinary, in fact, he was seeing the digital map display lighting up like Christmas tree with red blops of enemies suddenly spawning in from all around the hill. There were military staging points cleverly camouflaged and further hidden by the GPS Jammers making them hard to be spotted. But now the enemies communication have broken their radio silence, they all became a massive force, two companies with armored supports to surround and destroy the small strike team.

"Guys, we're reading multiple hostile forces moving to your location. Tangoes are not, I repeat, are not the usual types. Werewolves more like. I'm seeing T-100 Ogres, BTR-112 Cockroach IFVs and even KV-20 Howitzers heading towards y'all position." Said Hack as he danced his fingers across the keyboard trying to ascertain the exact locations and timing of the enemies deployment.

"Be advised, they set up multiple SAM batteries around here, looks like we're looking at a collection of OSA and Strela battery groups here. They got the hill locked down so we can't scramble air support. Someone gotta need to take out those launchers before we can get anything to you. Word of advice, we can't scramble extraction unless the enemy ground elements retreat from combat zone." Said Hack as he then plot out the axis of attacks that the enemies will take, a pincer move from both East and West as they intend to surround the hillsides and move up slowly.

Looking at their maps and the incoming forces the lab already looked like a place not capable of simply holding out in before CABAL forces would eventually slam the area. It was an increasingly worse situation for the Chimera forces while they were approached. However, they still had a wild card ready. "Why don't we call in a support to take out the SAM batteries? Bastards only know so much about us, and they lack a real thing to make them superior." Randall stated looking to Nicolas.

"Oh fuck. You mean like artillery, or rocket artillery right? We can't have ground support, and the Artillery available it out of range… Well wait!" Nicolas on his pad on his chest looked though the available uses of artillery bombardment and saw all sources were drained, or out of range. The M5 tanks were too short in their improvised artillery to make it, but there was one source. Mad Commander still had an artillery battery WMD on his left shoulder. "Just enough explosive to level part of a city. We only need a few. Grady how fast can you get Kotaryu ready?" Nicolas asked.

"Hold tight, ETA, 20 minutes to he gets there but till then I suggest you guys hold your ground and keep the enemies off of the place. Use the landmines and armory's supplies if you have to." Said Jason over the comms as he monitor the Strike team running out to the courtyard and balcony as well as manning the watchtowers to dig in and prepare themselves for a brutal fight.

Luckily for them, the SOG operators themselves had brought with them FGM-148 Javelin ATGM systems to fend off enemy armor, while the Orion' Sword operators while given the MRAW launchers, similar in function to the Javelin as a lighter substitute but the MRAW was a disposable system through and through. Once locked on and fired, the missile will streak its way towards the target and launcher disposed of instantly.

The Rangers however had Spike launchers mounted on their backs with an exoskeleton suits to help them easily access and use their weapons instantly without the need to stop and take out the load one at a time. The Combat Engineers and Sapper of the Rangers went out of the mansion and ran out to plant some claymores and the IMS or Intelligent Munition System. A device painted in tan color with silo like tubes on it with additional sensors mounted on the device. At the top was an antenna to allow remote control of the device and fired off its deadly payload of cluster munition strikes from one of the silo like tubes. Once they had the area combed they ran back to the mansion and began to set up the MAAWS with the GDI SOG operators.

The MAAWS was an infantry portable tri barrel minigun that once planted on an automated sentry tripod can cover an area or choke point on its own with ammunition being Depleted Uranium tipped AP bullets to provide maximum punching power to the weapon. "Hostile descending on you, ETA: 5 minutes. Two companies worth of tanks and Mechanized Infantry in support. I call them Wolf and Stein." Quipped Hack as he monitored the enemy movements on his Warrior system display at the TOC.

He found despite having the approximate size, location and possible axis of attacks, the enemies were still hard to nail down as the GPS Jammer kept their position lagging behind erratically making it hard to plot out their progress. The only way for the Strike Team to know where their enemies were was through visual contact.

Other Ranger their equipped M16 rifles and for side arms a revolver they named "The Sequoia" as well as single action revolvers. All ammunition for them seems to be in kaiju type rounds. However two of the Rangers had a more exotic choice of weapon with them. Two of the heavier armored rangers wearing much more enduring suits of armor with outer shoulder pads, cargo pants, tall combat boots, and a helmet bearing a blank crest on the forehead piece, and a mask with two red colored optics on a normal helmet carried miniguns.

One being a smaller, but easier to maintain, carry, and handle XM556 Microgun, and another carrying a minigun of a black color that was a bit larger. Both of the weapons had chord leading to a cylindrical tan metal packed wrapped around their waists by a durable piece of belt. The pack appeared to be a battery unit for the weapon while the bullet chain plugged into a square shaped backpack of a gun metal grey coloration and various yellow and red labels labeling cautions and how to use. The minigun troops seemed to be for suppressing and scattering enemies with the miniguns like they were much faster LMGs.

"Get ready here they come. What's the word on other support assets? Drone, Navy?" Ross asked with a gunt over the comms as he and his Typhon teammates brought various weapons and ammunition crates out from the armory and set them down inside the foyer of the mansion for the team to use. These were an assortment of landmines, ranging from AP to AT, heavy weapons ammo for mortars, machine gun ammunitions, ammo boxes for turrets or RPG-29 or RPO-29 Vampyr Napalm launchers. There were also M202 Flash launchers with some ATGMs such as Shershen systems found during the landing operation. They mount the weapons on various vantage points and choke points to shut down access to the mansion.

"The Navy is scrambling their EW wings now but they said that there might be additional enemy AA assets in the area covered by the Jammers. If you guys can take out those, you'll be given all the toys in the world." Said Hack as he marked out the areas with Jammers covering, they seem to overlap one another in some sections to make sure that the jammers can work with each other and provide maximum effectiveness.

Soon enough, forward phaseline commanded by Jackal Team and some Rangers equipped with the FFV2030 suits and combat gear saw enemy movements heading towards them in the form of Mechanized Werewolf infantry force, BTR-112 IFVs, vehicles bristling with AA cannons mounted on their roof and radar to guide the turrets on their targets. There were also portholes on either sides of the tractor like transports for passengers to shoot from.

The IFVs were followed by various GAZ Tigr 4x4 vehicles and Kamaz trucks. At the tail of the convoy were a pair of T-100 Ogre tanks. "Targets in my sight. Activating IMS." Said one of the Rangers as he flipped a tablet out from his chest plate and type on it. He moved his stylus pen over to an IMS symbol on the ground near the convoy and pressed the red "ARMED" button to deploy one of the munition.

The device then shoot up a single spinning circular tube like object into the air, on the side of the tube, there was a laser designator device as it spun around, the laser began to map out the area for enemy activities. Once the laser struck one of the target, a BTR-112, the munition popped open its cluster dispenser and fired off countless warheads on the ground, the top attack exploded and destroyed the BTR-112 and the various trucks and 4x4 vehicles around it, killing or injuring the crew and passengers inside them.

The defense quickly began after the first explosion sounded off. Very quickly the Rangers pulled out their pike ATGM launcher and aimed for the missile ahead of them. One of the ranger tapped another on top of their thick round helmet to fire when ready. From the mansion's many windows a rocket would stream outwards creating a loud hiss and create a trail of white smoke on their ways to the targets. Once the missile smacked into a vehicle it erupted into a cracking explosion of brilliant orange flame.

Other rangers stacked up to the windows on the interior pointing their weapons outwards. Many of the Ranger forces were equipped with several varieties of .50 BMG anti material rifles to deal with the enemy armor. The rifles themselves were a range from LAR Grizzly Big Boar breech loaded single shot rifles, Barrett M99 Snipers with an angled slope at the beginning of the barrel of the rifle, or Barrett XM500 with like the M99 had a slant at the start of the barrel, but had a much more rigid shape on the top of the weapon for attachments and a slanted array of ovular heat ports on the side.

As the Rangers reigned down Anti material fire down onto the opposing forces the Orion squad watched the bottom level to prevent any breaching into the mansion compound. They were however joined by Randall Clark who actually had a double barrel shotgun with a smooth polished finish to it still. It even had a dark wooden stock and blackened metal barrels to it. "Alright let's get these guys off our lawn. Come on you fuckers. Get in here so we can talk business. Lets not wait anymore!" Randall declared boldy.

As the Vanguard fell under the ambush and taking heavy casualties, the main body of the attack force began to move up in a Wedge formation with their tanks leading the charges while their artilleries began to rain shells on the Strike Team's positions, firing Bunker Buster and Chemical shells on the defensive line to break them with brute force what they can't break with sophistication.

The shells landed near them with some scatter around, throwing the men around violently like ragdolls. Thankfully for them, the scatter barrage was not effective enough to break them, had it been a concentrated well tuned barrage it would break them completely. But the volume of fire was bearing down on the men as they tried to fend off the enemies and the incoming assaults. Back at the mansion, men on the high grounds with Javelins began to aim down their CLU to see the world in a grey tint with vehicle engines being highlighted as a white blot on the screen.

They kept the targeting crosshairs over the incoming T-100 tanks waiting for the lock on to occur before firing their Javelins in a volley. The NLOS missiles steered into the air and flew up leaving a streak of smoke in its wake before making a dive bomb maneuver on the enemy tank's top armor. The top attack pattern struck home, hitting and destroying the tank's weakest sections as the Ogres ammunition began to rupture and explode within the tanks sending the turrets flying into the air before crashing down.

But the CABAL was far from giving up as the two companies moved up in a determined push firing their weapons at the mansion in bounding maneuvers, tossing grenades in volleys to clear out resistance as they pushed themselves forward. "Fall back! Fall back to Second Phaseline now, we can't hold the first!" Shouted Ross as his team began to peel to the right with each of them laying down suppressive fire with their weapons to allow Jackal Team to fall back first, the Rangers wearing FFV2030 suits were seen on the left conducting similar actions as they kept the enemies pinned down long enough for Jackal Team to regroup by the second phaseline.

The two suppressing Rangers kept fire down on the invading CABAL forces using the immense fire rate of the minigun they carried to keep the enemy bogged down long enough for the others to evaluate behind them. Soon however CABAL fire removed walls of the mansion and entire blocks of the house causing some of the debris to fall onto some of the Ex-Orion teams. An extremely close explosion next to the Ranger wearing the XM556 Microgun caused a shock wave strong enough to push him to the side and leave him in a plume of flames.

However, the most it did was caused his duster to flail around in the wind hile flames did not catch fire on his armor. Rather it only was enveloped in a scolding hot orange glow and covered in harmless soot. The flares around the man turned black while he was relatively unscathed by the nearby explosion. However, he was shaken up by his near death encounter and opted to retreat back as well having low ammunition in the mini gun already.

"We got a problem here! Heads up!" One of the Typhon SOG members shouted pointing out that the enemy were deploying what appeared to be an enlarge MI-24 gunship, this one was clearly for transporting platoons into the battlefield quickly and effectively. Official designation of the helo on their HUDs was Mi-55 Locust with the chopper's fuselage looked very much like a fatten Hind enough room to store 20 men total.

There were around 3 helicopters of the type hovering over the battlefield with the bottom of the helo revealing a trap door with a pair of ropes hanging down underneath. The troops inside then began to fast rope down quickly with the men wearing NBC suits and gas masks, helmets, beanies, shemaghs and a variety of other headgears while their bodies were sporting heavy body armors with various RPG-29 or RPG-30 on their backpacks.

As they approached the mansion, they tossed out smoke grenades to cover their advances and began to creep forward like the supernatural beasts of their namesake, the Werewolves bodyguard outfits moved up to the mansion before open firing on the main building with their LMGs and their Assault gunners began to try and breach the courtyard of the mansion.

To their chagrin however, as they approached the mansion, some of the Assault gunners stepped on tripwires and anti personnel minefields, causing them to stagger back when they saw their teammate mangled by the explosive and his leg blown off leaving him with a blasted and bleeding socket with exposed flesh and broken bones. Others were much less fortunate, being blown up by pressured plate mines and the result was that the person was blown apart by the first mine before his corpse was vaporized by the others.

Each time an explosion went off Polchek in the buillign flinched a bit abnormally for him when it it comes to explosion. "Oh god! They are coming through! They are bulldozing right through that god damn shit! We're fucked here!" Polchek yelled while taking cover.

However while Polchek exclaimed his terror the other part of the SOG grouped up in the mansion while the gunships tore the place apart form below. Nicolas himself waved his arm for any stragglers to regroup such as the two Minigun soldiers. Crash with the rest looked over Nicolas's body and saw a hole without any blood on the man's uniform. "Nicolas jesus christ are you bleeding!?" Crash remarked gripping his gun tighter.

Nicolas looked to him however trying to find what he was talking about on his body. "I didn't feel a thing. I don't think so! Do we have a SAM team here to deal with the helos?!" Nicolas shouted while the CABAL helos swooped over head.

Devontre covered his head and looked to some of the Ranger raising their Anti Material rifles at the MI-24s angered and caught in a corner before firing at them as a last resort. Devontre roe his hand however. "Keep those for those wolves! Those Rifle will be useful for their armor." Devontre said looking anxious around the sparse defences of the mansion.

Both Specter and Randall sat down though and pinned against the wall. Specter himself checked the amount of grenades in his possession while he peered through a helmet with a skull type painting on it. He silently counted the amount of magazines remaining while Randall salmeed the wall behind him with the stock of his double barrel. "Well we're fucked." Randall said while the teams stuck together. In the current environment the ninja troopers were left without much cover or any means of sneaking onto the battlefield.

"Alright guys Mad Commander is now in position I repeat, Combat Support is ready. Give them all ye got and try to see if you can neutralize those jammers!" Said Hack as he relay tactical display information of Kotaryu's position and combat range of his artillery to the Strike Teams who were observing the situation. With the information in their hands, Ross quickly climbed on the watch tower where the snipers with anti material rifles were occupying and firing on the incoming enemy tanks. "Mad Commander this is Typhon Lead, we're under heavy assault by enemy air and armor assets from the West, repeat West of our position. Request immediate harassing Artillery strike." Ross called out on the comms as he aimed the laser designator on the incoming enemy forces that were massing for another assault despite the losses their tanks have suffered from the stubborn defenses.

Currently the massive sized Rex Unit walked across the land creating a loud thump on the dirt below his knife like taloned feat. Each of his talons were a more silver shining color, but the mud of the land below him covered his talons making them a less resilient color. As he moved along the land massive, and very deep craters were left in the land scarring it while he marched along.

He stopped however in his tracks hearing the order before sighing. "Lets see what I can do for you guys. No guarantee this will work. I also suggest staying down. Now. Cover your ears, and hope to god this works." Kotaryu said as he took the lased reading from Ross. The satellite on the MRL WMD unit on his left shoulder twisted in a slow pivot while it raised upwards as it took in satellite data converted form the information the laser gave. He posed himself by extending his arm fowards before folding his much more bulky armored arm inwards in a flex.

The front flaps of the launcher opened up and down into two separate flaps exposing white colored rockets with flat tops to them in a number of six. Two columns, and three rows. The launcher gave a hissing sound while white steam poured out from the back of the launcher. "Ready. Steadying. Firing at these kraut bastards." Kotaryu said as he felt the recoil of the first rocket exiting hit him followed by the next and the next, and then so on as a volley of six of the rockets hissed out of his launcher into the air quickly throttling over to their designated targets in an arching trajectory.

Thousands of meters away the Chimera heard the sounds of the rockets throttling high above their position while the CABAL forces there saw 6 streaks of white cloud quickly and terrifyingly converge onto their positions. One by one the forces near by first felt the ground shaking each time a rocket pounded into the ground creating a massive orange ball of fire mixed in with debris from the ground creating clouds of dirt.

The rest of the rocket came in and powder the hills right by the mansion creating immensely loud explosions that echoed for miles all the way back to the firing position they originated from. Dust and dirt flew upwards into the air as thick clouds as the CABAL's air defences were pulvering into mere piece of shrapnel. Fire spread outwards engulfing whole trees and uprooting them from the scalding hot force of the winds while fire spread outwards in large distances over large stretcehs of terrain as the artilleryvolely finsihed with its fianl explosions.

The echoes of the explosions and the ground shattering barrage left the earth charred and burned with grasses some fuels for the fire to fester off of and the earth churned up completely with massive craters on the ground. Tanks and IFVs as well as gunships and various other vehicles were left dangling husks with burning wrecks light up the evening. "Good effect on target hostile destroyed. Multiple enemy KIAs looks like you wiped out their main combat formations over." Said Ross as he monitored the combat area with his binoculars and thermal scopes for lifeforms but he found nothing to be a threat to them. Crimson Butterfly was sighted as a lone SOG operator walking out to the open ground looking at the barely recognizable remnants from the enemies. He climbed up the husk of a T-100 Ogre and walked over to the hatch and opened it, inside he found the crew, lifeless and limp apparently their heads were smashed and their necks snapped during the barrage.

He then turned around and gave an all clear sign by tossing down green smoke at the courtyard, in the air, the men saw F-35 jets of the GDI flying overhead firing their AIM-120 AMRAAM missiles at the OSA radar guided SAM batteries, the missiles home in on the radar signature of the OSA batteries like other anti radiation missiles in their arsenals and slammed into the radars and exploded violently, ripping apart the radar sites with their blast and shock force.

With the OSAs obliterated, another wave of strike fighters came in, A-20 Razorbacks of Orion dropped Mk 84 JDAM bombs on the suspected sites of the Jammers, obliterating them in the heavy bombardment, leaving the area completely free for pick up. "Command we're clear for extraction good to go now over." Said Ross as he saw a V-44X VTOL of the GDI flew in to pick up the group in one go. The V-44 like the V-22 was a VTOL tiltrotors aircraft with some slight stealth characteristics. The aircraft itself was considered to be a medium tactical lift aircraft for the GDI SOG as it can life infantries, supplies, vehicles and even stripped down aircrafts.

The V-44X landed on the ground with its cargo ramp dropped down for the strike team to embark on it all at the same time. The space inside was quite impressive and large enough for around 44 men to board. Ross and his Typhon team were the first to enter the aircraft's passenger seats before Crimson Butterfly embark onboard the aircraft bringing in Antonio with them.

The other parts of the Chimera forces entered onto the V-44 quickly huddling into the safety of the VTOL. First were Orion's Ninja troopers from Claud Jaden, Ryo Jurou, Caprice Dolores and others boarding onto the VTOL ready for extraction. The rest of Orion's forces with Devonte enter the VTOL followed by the Jackal and then the Ranger forces.

"Command, this is Big Bird, package secured and we're returning home now." Said the pilot as the VTOL aircraft then spun its rotors and took off from cratered and burning earth of the hill top mansion and began to fly away back to base. But first, it flew off to the sea to the Northwest with Kotaryu following them underneath as a makeshift escort out to the open sea. "Heading to NavPoint Romeo now, so far so good, no enemy AA sites on our tails." Said the pilot as he flew the VTOL out to sea before finally make a hard West turn towards the airfield.

Kotaryu was swimming under the ocean where he linked up with Girain and Hera acting as his escort contingents just in case. Girain gave him a thumbs up underwater while wearing her MFS armor, but while they were busy congratulating one another of a job well done. They failed to take notice of a threat lurking underneath the surfaces. On Kotaryu's advanced HUD and Sonar screen, he saw his sonar system picked up a conn sonar contact bearing 255 on his display. It was large, gigantic even but clearly a manmade object, a submarine?

It couldn't be any kind of known submarine types as its length and massive size trounced all submersible vehicle. Mad Commander would then see two more contacts emerging from the sub, two torpedoes from the looks of them but they were heading straight for him at blinding speed, far faster than either NATO's Mk 48 torpedo or even Russian made torpedoes on their Akula hunter killer subs.

Seeing the sudden approaching objects Kotraryu felt the eyes under his helmet expand in shock while they approached him curiously. He made a high pitched shocked Godzillian roar before he dodged downwards and slammed his chest down onto the ocean floor kicking up a massive amount of sand. "Contact! Under water. Fuckin' shit that was close! We have unidentified sub unit down here charging at us! Its damn huge, and damn well needs to sink." Kotaryu said as he crawled on the ocean floor, and Hera swirled around the unknown unit trying to get a better picture of it.

Girain too swirled around under water trying to get up close and get a picture of the attacker, at first, she thought it was an enemy mecha unit but once she got close enough, she saw the attackers was anything but.

In fact, before her eyes, it was a massive super submarine with massive laser turrets on the top of the vessel's structure, not only that but the sub had a slope hangar door, not only that but the ship seems to have the top section to be suspiciously even and straightened out for some reasons unless it was made to be an aircraft hangar. "Uh...guys, has anyone seen something like this before? Because I'm sure not even Orion can build this." Said Girain in an awestruck tone as she streamed various footages and shots of the vessel back to her HQ.

At the GDI mother base this time Osborn viewed the super sub. He was still on a nervous edge knowing Grey was the result of posible nazi experimentation, and the artificial wombs as a whole being from the same Nazis. However, it was the super sub of high technological prowess and size that made him gasp. "Oh good lord that is a big bitch of an underwater station. Destroy that thing with all you got!" Osborn commanded passing the order down to Joe.

He himself grunted in surprised while sounding dazed himself. "That can't be. That damn thing is as big as one of Orion's smaller bases. That thing can be an underwater base. How was that hiding from us? Any of us! Stuka. Take your squad now and dism- no wait. Immobilize it. Take it out sink it farther down until it can't move so we still have something to study and reverse engineer. Destroying it won't yield any or anything besides spent resources. Take caution, and proceed now into combat." Joe commanded from a command post aboard a GDI vessel.

Stuka and his squad moved from one part of the archipelago and followed Girain's signal while they each stayed below the surface of the water staying low to the ground. Two squads were formed from the ten uits and spread out far though each of them stayed out of interferences of each other while swimming under the waves. "Affirmative. Current objective attack unidentified subs units. Support allied mech units." Stuka stated moving his waist and hips back and forth while staying under the surface of the water. "Roger splitting off now engaging." R-1002 stated with a monotonous one to his voice.

Kotaryu under the surface of the water moved his right side mounted gain shoulder cannon lower down and aim for the subs's black hull. The cannon fired a muzzle flash colored beam of energy in a quick shot at the sub while under water. He however grunted in shock. "Damn! The water is cooling the shots down. Switching to more natural methods." Mad Commander said opening his armored thick mouth.

A blue glow was seen at the back of his throat before the glow increased in intensity and releasing enough heat to cause the water to boil and bubble around his mouth. A blue bubble surrounded beam of atomic breath cut through the water rippling it and creating underwater waves that was caused by the parting waves. His blue atomic breath slammed into the side of the submarine. Only the effectiveness was to be seen as the bubbling waters returned to normality.

The behemoth of a submarine would then be seen making a hard turn around to aim its nose at Stuka, on the nose of the sub there were two rows of 8 torpedo tubes, the tubes were divided into two columns each with four tubes on them ready to fire. Stuka would then see that the 8 tubes fired a volley of torpedoes at him, the projectiles sped through the water towards him each looking like a harpoon to hunt whales and he was the whale. They sparkled with Tungsten tipped spears and chrome surface as they streak towards him, propelled forward by rocket powered engines.

As the torpedos cut through the water at the Ex-Orion Rex leader he stood still and dazed by the speed made by the objects. However, as he floated still in the water he felt himself slammed by another object effectively forcing him out of the way of harm to his right. He looked over and saw his second in command R-1002 swimming right where he just was. Unfortunately for R-1002 the torpedos crashed into his frame shattering his rugged nuke resistant armor to pieces on the left side of his torso.

The explosions created by the torpedoes made a rippling effect into the water jarring the others as well. However, even under the water they heard R-1002 making a high pitched godzillian shriek of pain. The water filled up with a murky red cloud of blood while R-1002 was flung in different directions loosing his balance in the water. Stuka only watched ,but could not properly display his shock or anger. He only made an aggressive Ju 87 siren. A literal sound clip embedded in his armor of the WW2 era aircraft to sound his anger off.

Girain of course was quick to display her anger and aggression at the sight of a Rex Unit being bled by the enemy as she then swam into battle with the sub. She first fired off her Atomic breath at the vessel's hull scratching off its paint job and various sections of the ship's outer defenses. The sub however didn't relent from her attack, instead, it fired off its laser turrets at her armor, scratching and grazing her MFS Suits while she swam around gracefully to dodge the incoming shots. She then used her tail to lash at the sub's damaged portions, rocking the ship aside. "Damage control said we can't take it anymore! We need to retreat!" Said one of the Petty Officer onboard the vessel as the captain made a scowl at the attacks of Girain.

"Goddamned GDI and their bitch collections of dinosaur, release the Tesla generator!" He shouted to the crew of the damaged sub as they then flipped a red switch on their control panel firing off a massive electrified field of electricity. The tesla shock zapped everyone in the water, frying fishes and marine wildlife while attacking the already wounded R-1002. The sub would then take advantage of the situation and turned around to run from the area, they soon lose sight of the sub unfortunately as the vessel dropped off various mines to counter possible pursuers and rear facing torpedoes to keep them at bay.

The group under the water made nervous twitching motions while being shocked. Bodies tremblign and shaking udner the water. Shiryu himself falling to the ocean below him trying to regain a foothold. However, R-1002 for as robotic as he was along with the rest of the Orion Rexes still managed to make a whimper heard under the water. The worst however was Kotaryu who instead of screaming made a very loud masculine yell of anger. "Fucking damn fuck! Can't move anything! They fried us like a damn egg!" Kotaryu shouted while he flailed around.

Girain of course made her own whimpering sound like a beat dog after the attack, she then struggled to control her body's spasm for a moment before finally pulling her muscles together. She swam to R-1002's side and held him in her arms to examine his wound and dented armor, it was looking grim, she saw the needle like projectiles pierced his body armor and got into his flesh, going as deep as his muscle fibers. "This is Athena to Command, we have a Rex Unit down, I repeat Rex Unit down get the medical station ready right now!"

"Affirmative Athena, we'll get it up and running, stabilize him before bringing him back." Said the medical chief of the GDI on the other end of the line as he scrambled the medical personnel and equipment to prepare for R-1002's treatment. The effort was titanic as the base's emergency field medical station was assembled using a massive cargo ship meant to transport Mecha teams quickly over bodies of water.

The construction crew from the GDI's Naval Engineering Brigade went to work nailing down plates and hammering the connection points together. Once the station was done, they held their breath waiting for Girain to return with R-1002 while mooring off the coast to let her come to them.

They soon saw the silhouette of Girain emerging from underwater, in her hands was R-1002 as she cradled him gently and walking towards the station, she soon reached the place and set him down gently on the pad after his dorsal plates were folded to make room. There she knelt down on her knees with her medical bag in hand to work on his wounds.

As she laid R-1002 down she heard him groaning and saw him shaking in both shock and pain. Blood spread out of the gash in his now much more twist armor, an she had a clear view of a red colored bloody hole in his flesh beneath the armor. The resilient blue paint of R-1002's armor was blasted off as well after he had been injured showing points of grew along the sharp mangled metal.

She was joined by Stuka who leaped out of the water and was joined by the other including Hera. However, Stuka knelt down on his knees next to R-1002 and scanned over his wound. Both of Stuka's thighs opened showing some of his metal aid including stored syringes in slots in his legs, various metal vials full of liquids, gauze. The held R-1002 still and sighed. "Major wound created from the blast force…" Stuka said grimly.

Hera moved next to Girain looking down at R-1002 with a grim look on her own face. "Well is he going to make it or will he join the others from the war we had? We aren't able to produce anymore. Both resources and its just wrong." Hera stated while Kotaryu drags himself aboard the ship gasping for air.

"He'll make it! I ain't losing another Rex Unit on my watch." Said Girain in a determined tone as she went to work on R-1002's wounds, she first removed the needles from their entry points, one at a time slowly after numbing his wounds with painkillers and morphines. With each needle removed, she found more blood pouring out painting the pads underneath him red. Her MFS claws were of course tainted with his blood but it was of little concern to her as she continued her work with disinfecting the wounds.

"Alright I removed the projectiles and disinfected the wounds, now I just need to stitch it up." Said Girain as she then picked up a single needle with a thread ready to sew, she then began to sew the wounds one at a time, all eight of them before finally finishing the job. "That should work, he'll live to fight another day but need time to heal." Said Girain as she sat there watching his body recovering over time.

R-1002 rolled over to the opposite side of the wound to lay down. After the surgery was completed the team of mechas were allowed to join onboard. Zillaryu himself moved R-1002 way form his own blood while hazmat crew aboard the ship made sure to clean up the blood. Due to the radioactive nature of the blood they had to take the extra precautions. The rest of Stuka's Squad however gathered just away from their injured ally, but kept watch over him while Stuka stayed close seemingly revived. He felt Hera tap him on the shoulder and smile. "He'll live. You can relax now while I plot how to kill the sub we saw. You can plot how to be a soap opera doctor." She managed to tease walking away while Stuka rested a hand on R-1002.

Girain who was cleaning and disinfecting the blood on her hand then looked over to R-1002 and sighed out as she then approached him and his squadmates. The ship's automated medical equipment was seen working on his torso keeping him from bleeding out anymore while repairing his damaged armor. Athena sat down in front of Stuka and R-1002 before starting a conversation with them. "How do you feel now?" She planted her right hand on his shoulder and looked at him with calm and loving eyes to assure him things will be alright.

R-1002 looked up at Girain confused by her presence at first as seen by the slow motion of his neck he groaned quietly, but still answered finding her as no threat really. "I currently feel numbness in my body. I'm unable to feel much at all, but I am still able to breath." R-1002 stated while Stuka himself looked over to Girain. "How do you think his injuries are Girain? I feel… Attachment? Stress?" Stuka said confused looking back down at R-1002 with his head tilted by a new feeling for his injured ally.

"He'll be fine thankfully. His wounds will need at least two days worth of rest to recover but overall, he'll be fine." Said Girain with a calm and relaxed tone as she breathed out looking at Stuka in his face. "You see Stuka, it's normal for us to feel attachment for people we work closely with. I would say your squad are all siblings to you and you will inevitably feel concerns for their well being, it stresses us out but that's life for us." Girain's explanation was followed by her motioning her hand in a circular rubbing motion on Stuka's chest to help him understand what she had been saying to him.

He looked down slowly to her hand and thought on the words she said. There was an odd ruth to what she said. Each one of the squad member were biologically identical, and Stuka knew this. Not just clones, but something possibly more since their whole lives they had been a part of each other's daily lives, and fought in combat with each other without a break in their combat. Never without each other, and always a whole unit. "Is that what we are then? Siblings?" Stuka asked. R-1002 looked up at Stuka and tilted his head while laying down. "A family then? I have issues comprehending your statements currently. Possible side effect form the materials given to me." R-1002 stated.

"That's right, a family. It's not a military unit but rather, something simpler. A family sticks together, fight together and most of all, defend one another from harm." Said Girain as she remained by Stuka and R-1002 side to help them learn the concept of family, it was an odd sight and stranger still that something so simple had to be elaborated to the most advanced living weapons the world has ever seen.

"Take a human family concept for example, only here, it's you and your squad. And you'll get the point." Said Girain as she looked at R-1002 lying on the ground and let out a hum. "Would you like a name for you and your teammates? Since I think you guys could use them to quickly identify one another." Girain's suggestion sounded rather enticing for the Rex Units as they could have their own name for once instead of bland robotic numbers.

R-1002 for his whole life only was referred to a simple numeric style code given to him by the former Orion Sword faction. Entering the GDI they themselves had little time to actually given him or the others a name. Stuka only had his due to him being the squad leader of the Rexes. "What do you suggest as a name Athena?" R-1002 asked calmly yet curiously. However, a suggestion came with Hera tapping Girain's shoulder and whispering in her audio receptors. "Look at Stuka's name. He and Shiryu were originally code named after WW2 aircraft. I think you recall Shiryu's Corsair name right?" Hera said having still remembered research on Shiryu.

Hera saw Girain nodded to her as the GDI MFS unit whispered back to Hera's own audio receptor. "Yes I do, they changed it to Tomahawk-6 as in commander of his own force. Of course it only comes into effect when he has his children and wife." she then looked back at R-1002 and stroke her chin thinking about a name fitting for him as she then tilted her head up slightly apparently finding something that would work well enough. "I think I have one now. How about Zeke? As in the Japanese A6M Zero fighter plane of the Second World War?" She suggested to him sounding off with a light hearted tone that was signature of her.

"Well it's better than calling him a zero." Hera snickered while the joke went over R-1002's head completely. He looked over to Girain, and nodded to her however. "I think I would enjoy that Athena. Zeke? Will you confirm this so i can recalibrate my data to accept this new title?" R-1002 asked her calmly.

Girain nodded to him and smiled at him warmly patting on his shoulder to encourage him accept it. "Of course, I'll have the guys at archive and unit registrations work up names for the rest of your squad as well. Namely following WW2 aircraft names like Stuka." Said Girain as she then gently lifted his head up with one hand before her left hand panels slid open revealing a USB cable to connect with R-1002's data port on the back of his head.

The connection made by the wire gave him a slight jolt of pleasure as his HUD showed him foreign hardware detected, the hardware was named "ATHENA", this registration has become familiar to him by this point. He felt slight tingling sensations in his body and mind as she began to register his title as "ZEKE", the title was tagged alongside his original designation of R-1002. "There you go, Zeke." Said Girain as she then withdraw her wire from the port and gently rested his head down on the floor.

Zeke as he was now to be known as rested his head down and sighed out. "Confirmed. Establishing title R-1002 'Zeke' as new title. My gratitude Unit Athena." Zeke siad while laying down. Stuka himself however look over to Girain, and slowly nodded his head. "That was… kind of you Girain. I think he may have enjoyed that. More if he were uninjured and in a lesser state of pain." Stuka replied.

"Yeah I know. Don't worry about it, it's the least I can do for you guys." Said Girain with a warm smile as they felt the ship docking at the harbor of the West Island under their control, a Green Zone to them. They saw the mouth of the ship opened up and the landing ramp dropped down on the ground for them to exit. "Here we are, home away from home." Said Girain as she then stood up and wrapped Zeke's left arm around the back of her neck and wrapped her right arm around his left waist. He was lifted from the floor and began to walk out of the ship with Girain helping him, acting as support to help him get a sense of balance in his weaken state.

The base was now working over time with medical and recovery facilities being erected for Zeke with the ASW assets such as P-3C Orion aircraft flown missions around the area to hunt down the enemy submarine. SH-60 helicopters were deployed to drop sonar buoys into the sea to listen on enemy sub activities as well as Eurocopter Cougar helicopters of Orion's Sword dropping sonar buoys to listen in on enemy sub signatures. "You guys get plugged in now, the unit registrations are going to update your names." Girain informed the eight remaining nameless Rex Units of Orion as she brought Zeke over to the medical recovery area and set him down on his back.

Having been given an order from a higher ranking unit each of the Rex units walked into the massive hangar space and popped open a square shaped blue panel on the backs of their heads. It revealed a USB like plug embedded into the back of their heads. A mechanical black arm with drooping wires then lower down and plugged into the backs of their heads.

In the med bay though Stuka seemed to have an understanding sense of duty when it came to those under him as he continued following Girain along with Zeke into the med bay area to keep watch of Zeke. Zeke himself laid down obediently, and looked up to the ceiling. However, Girain wasn't alone in the base as Shiryu watched the process. "How? How did that submarine acquire weapons to engage and damage us? And so easily as well?" Rex asked.

"I don't know Rex but I have a bad feeling about who might have supplied the weapons and components for it. But the biggest question is how did they construct a sub like that under our noses?" Girain remarked as she looked at Shiryu in his face before taking a walk with him. "Get well soon Zeke." Said Girain with a hand wave at Zeke before departing the medical station and allow him room to rest. "After all, knowing Orion I would say that the organization would have had its eyes on high tech weapon like that sub and try acquire it." Said Girain as she walked with Shiryu to see the other members of Stuka's squad as they were receiving their titles.

The members of Stuka's squad were connected into the GDI and Orion's unit registration mainframe as they began to see their names being tagged alongside their designations.

R-1003 "Mustang"

R-1004 "Spitfire"

R-1005 "Hellcat"

R-1006 "Thunderbolt"

R-1007 "Heinkel"

R-1008 "Yakolev"

R-1009 "Focker"

R-1010 "Sturmovik"

Each of their names were registered gently to them as they all felt the tingling sensations and pleasurable feelings of electric jolts streamed into their heads and their bodies were given what could be amounted to electric massage.

Each one of them twitched slightly as they were reprogrammed to accept a new title. Something they will very well appreciate when they awake. For now though they were in a more restful state. Shiryu himself looked at each one inhabiting the base's hangar while the other mechas who served the GDI went about other items in the base. They were however staying just in case of an emergency came about. Shiryu looked over at Girain and sighed.

"So… Apparently the artificial womb was created by this CABAL?... From where I come from. You heard one of our soldiers say 'this was Grey before Grey.' What does that mean for us though? Was I seeking out the wrong origin when I killed Grey? The CABAL seems to be a true origin." Shiryu said confused and conflicted. He stayed relatively calm though, and quiet as he thought. "I can't let this get to me. The modern one is so far different from the originals. The originals could only breed human the new modern aged ones can breed reptilian organisms. Pretty much anything right?" Shiryu asked.

Girain however shook her head out at him she sighed out trying to rationale the situation and not to give in to the temptation of associating different incarnations of an organization on flimsy basis. "I wouldn't say that you were wrong in D.C, what we did in Washington...was, for better or worse, out of necessities of the circumstances. We had to end Grey there, and of course...you knew he was your creator then and there. That's that. The CABAL, they may have the artificial womb technology, they maybe the progenitor of that technology. But ultimately...it is how we use what we have that defines us." Her words were calm and wise speaking of wisdom that was obviously beyond her years as she kept her hands on his shoulders to help him ease his troubled mind. "The CABAL, if their agenda is anything to go by...would rather see the world burns in hell fire for amusement. Orion at least have a goal to achieve. And you and I know...even though we wouldn't like to admit it, Orion isn't the insanity of the CABAL empowered."

"No they weren't. They weren't the Brothers of Saradia, they weren't anything else. It just disturbs me. Orion's Sword was from America just as the intel on O'Grady gave us. And yet nothing about them pointed them out as being anything close to Nazis. Except of course experimenting on you. Except even then it was an upgrade. To them at least. If it was an experiment it would be to see what would happen. Damn i think i am overthinking this." Shiryu said with a groan before rubbing his metal face in his hand. "The bottom line is they weren't Nazis. Far from it. Now we have a new problem. We just have to figure out how to destroy it." Rex stated.

He saw his sister nodded to him as she then hugged him into her chest to feel the warmth coming from it and her hands stroking his back to help him rest easy. They sat down by the wall of the hangar to rest after a hard fought battle has been won. But the war continued and they were not out of the woods just yet.