Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Anime mentioned here, if I did, I would
have made an Anime series like this, drat, I do however own all the other
characters named here, meaning they are mind. The setting is loosely based
on current events, for the record, I whole heartedly support the troops,
this is not a mockery of the military actions, it is the aftermath of too
much Anime and several extremely boring English classes.
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Moongara surveyed the scene. There had to be four or maybe five divisions of the Republican Guard stationed outside the barracks. The last time she had faced a similar situation, it was fighting the Ligers at Car'ret Nakiri, except there she had had the luxury of being able to do a ghost raid. "We are doing this by the book." Moongara said. Everyone looked lost. "A ghost raid is about the only way I can think of to deal with this situation." "How do we do that?" Alucard asked. "Fast, multi-pronged attack designed to inflict massive casualties in minimum time." Moongara explained. "Let me reiterate what the vampire said, how do we do that?" Vicious asked sounding very demanding, "they out number us and out gun us." "I had a force about this size that took down an equally well guard base defended by a seriously better trained force. This will not be a problem." Moongara answered.
As Moongara plotted her onslaught against the barracks, Sela and her forces headed for the airport. "The joys of urban combat." Sela complained as her forces advances. "Next time, Moongara gets the forces that do not have guns." She was wearing out her trigger finger and the springs in her guns picking off Iraqi soldiers. The Knightsabers were having way too much fun kicking around anything Sela left alive. Something about male chauvinist pigs telling three armored females what to do and getting mauled for it amused the others to no end. She resisted the urge to just have Lina Inverse Dragon Slave the place and head for the next target. She and Moongara had argued over who leveled what, they both wanted to take out the presidential palace and leave the other to take out the Information Ministry. Sela switched to using the Punisher Cross and took out three of the tanks that were blocking the door.
"Hey, Seras, make yourself useful." Sela yelled at the slightly dazed vampire. "Yes, ma'am." Seras said, swinging the Halconnen canon around and neatly blowing away another four tanks. "That's better." Sela said, leading her forces through the gap in the defenses. They entered the airport. "Knightsabers, you stay out here and clean up what ever is left around the airport." "Everyone, on the ground now, leave the horses here. The clicking of the hooves on the tile will give us away. Spike, Faye, Jet, you take point." Sela ordered once they were inside the airport terminal. They kept moving, Sela hung back a little; she wanted to see Spike fight hand to hand. The Iraqis seemed to obey her wish. A horde of soldiers rushed them. Spike did not look phased and kicked four of them into a nearby wall. This only made the rest of guy angrier. And more guards impacted on the wall. She grabbed a piece of pipe that had fallen from the ceiling. She was tired of using her guns. Seras Victoria had already joined the fray and had flattened several Iraqis. Sela charged into the middle of the mess, she brandished the pipe like a sword and brought down a couple dozen of the remaining guards. "They keep coming out of the wall." Faye complained, as she dropped another charging soldier. "How many of these idiots are there?" "Enough to make our lives interesting." The sea of enemy personnel disappeared and was replaced by a carpet of bodies.
"Moongara." A voice said over her communicator. "What? Something actually worth my time." Moongara said. "Yah, its your daughter, Sharpfang, she needs to speak to you." "Put her through." Moongara said. She was thankful that her position hid her from the other members of her group. "Hey, Moongara." Came a familiar voice over the comm link. "Whatcha need, Sharpfang?" Moongara asked. "Sorry to bother you, but, you know how the new council session is about to begin." "Yes and I know what you are about to ask." "So?" "Yes you can borrow my shuttle, no you may not power up the weapons or shields, the last thing I need is you firing off the weapons to show off and scaring the High Council." "Thanks, I promise not to cause trouble. I will see you the next time you are on the home world." Sharpfang said, and then closed the channel. Legato came up behind her, she turned around the sounds of hooves. "Whom were you talking to?" He asked. "No one, just thinking out loud, still not sure how the hell to do this, their perimeter defenses are more heavily re-enforced than the Ligerian base I attacked." Moongara mused. "How do you intend to deal with it?" He asked. "Take the Gung Ho Guns and begin picking off personnel, the rest of us will charge in, when chaos breaks out." Moongara said. Legato nodded and rode off. (not your best strategy)give it a rest
Sorry for the utter lack of plot here, I am suffering from writers block and am hoping other people might give me some ideas. Thanks.
Moongara surveyed the scene. There had to be four or maybe five divisions of the Republican Guard stationed outside the barracks. The last time she had faced a similar situation, it was fighting the Ligers at Car'ret Nakiri, except there she had had the luxury of being able to do a ghost raid. "We are doing this by the book." Moongara said. Everyone looked lost. "A ghost raid is about the only way I can think of to deal with this situation." "How do we do that?" Alucard asked. "Fast, multi-pronged attack designed to inflict massive casualties in minimum time." Moongara explained. "Let me reiterate what the vampire said, how do we do that?" Vicious asked sounding very demanding, "they out number us and out gun us." "I had a force about this size that took down an equally well guard base defended by a seriously better trained force. This will not be a problem." Moongara answered.
As Moongara plotted her onslaught against the barracks, Sela and her forces headed for the airport. "The joys of urban combat." Sela complained as her forces advances. "Next time, Moongara gets the forces that do not have guns." She was wearing out her trigger finger and the springs in her guns picking off Iraqi soldiers. The Knightsabers were having way too much fun kicking around anything Sela left alive. Something about male chauvinist pigs telling three armored females what to do and getting mauled for it amused the others to no end. She resisted the urge to just have Lina Inverse Dragon Slave the place and head for the next target. She and Moongara had argued over who leveled what, they both wanted to take out the presidential palace and leave the other to take out the Information Ministry. Sela switched to using the Punisher Cross and took out three of the tanks that were blocking the door.
"Hey, Seras, make yourself useful." Sela yelled at the slightly dazed vampire. "Yes, ma'am." Seras said, swinging the Halconnen canon around and neatly blowing away another four tanks. "That's better." Sela said, leading her forces through the gap in the defenses. They entered the airport. "Knightsabers, you stay out here and clean up what ever is left around the airport." "Everyone, on the ground now, leave the horses here. The clicking of the hooves on the tile will give us away. Spike, Faye, Jet, you take point." Sela ordered once they were inside the airport terminal. They kept moving, Sela hung back a little; she wanted to see Spike fight hand to hand. The Iraqis seemed to obey her wish. A horde of soldiers rushed them. Spike did not look phased and kicked four of them into a nearby wall. This only made the rest of guy angrier. And more guards impacted on the wall. She grabbed a piece of pipe that had fallen from the ceiling. She was tired of using her guns. Seras Victoria had already joined the fray and had flattened several Iraqis. Sela charged into the middle of the mess, she brandished the pipe like a sword and brought down a couple dozen of the remaining guards. "They keep coming out of the wall." Faye complained, as she dropped another charging soldier. "How many of these idiots are there?" "Enough to make our lives interesting." The sea of enemy personnel disappeared and was replaced by a carpet of bodies.
"Moongara." A voice said over her communicator. "What? Something actually worth my time." Moongara said. "Yah, its your daughter, Sharpfang, she needs to speak to you." "Put her through." Moongara said. She was thankful that her position hid her from the other members of her group. "Hey, Moongara." Came a familiar voice over the comm link. "Whatcha need, Sharpfang?" Moongara asked. "Sorry to bother you, but, you know how the new council session is about to begin." "Yes and I know what you are about to ask." "So?" "Yes you can borrow my shuttle, no you may not power up the weapons or shields, the last thing I need is you firing off the weapons to show off and scaring the High Council." "Thanks, I promise not to cause trouble. I will see you the next time you are on the home world." Sharpfang said, and then closed the channel. Legato came up behind her, she turned around the sounds of hooves. "Whom were you talking to?" He asked. "No one, just thinking out loud, still not sure how the hell to do this, their perimeter defenses are more heavily re-enforced than the Ligerian base I attacked." Moongara mused. "How do you intend to deal with it?" He asked. "Take the Gung Ho Guns and begin picking off personnel, the rest of us will charge in, when chaos breaks out." Moongara said. Legato nodded and rode off. (not your best strategy)give it a rest
Sorry for the utter lack of plot here, I am suffering from writers block and am hoping other people might give me some ideas. Thanks.