Chapter 6 - Tides of Destruction
Hizzan 6 2503-05-26, 17:26 Sector 7-3-1
Troops were running all over the place. Getting into defence positions, and turning their weapons safety off. Firebats were getting into position on the ground near to the entrances, while marines were positioning themselves along the wall, and anything they could hide behind. The siege tanks were setting up position to launch powerful long-range attacks at the incoming Zerg forces. Vultures were protecting the siege tanks, that would allow the tanks to chance back into tank mode when the Zerg got to close. The Goliath units were marching forwards, taking flaking positions for the marines and firebats, they would also provide the main firepower against air attacks. Bunkers were being built in strategic positions to allow the marines and firebats better protection against income attacks. The ghost units were using their clocking devices to cover themselves, and got their powerful rifles ready.
Commander Fisher was in his quarters, suiting up in his battle armour, and grabbing his customised gauss rifle and ran outside to see the mass of troops getting into position. He watched as clones ran out of the barracks fully equipped. Jason figured that the replicators were working over time, to produce enough armour and weaponry for the clones. The factory that had been built recently was already mass-producing vehicles for the clones that needed them. If we're going to die, we're going to take as many of those son-of-bitches as possible. Spotting Captain Fawcett across the yard, Jason walked over to him. "How are your new recruits looking Captain?" the Captains face grimaced, "Just fine Commander. Their backing up your troops, the Zerg wont see them till its too late." At this statement the Captain managed a quick grin.
Turning to face the entrance Jason could see the dark mass of Zerg units charging the base. "How long till they're in range of our weaponry?" The sound of siege tank fire answered his question as he was almost knocked of his feet in surprise. "Those Zerg sure do move fast." The Captain said, who hadn't been effected by the cannon fire. More barrages of cannon fire were released, sending Zerg units flying in every direction. Using the digi scope in his helmet, Jason took a good luck at what faced them. He could see Zerglings running up front, behind them, Hydralisks, but there was something behind them. Large elephant like creatures were slowing moving along on large power legs. What worried Jason the most was the large razor blades attached to the front of the beast. Pointing to them to the Captain, he said. "We could have trouble, Captain. I wont your men to take them out as best they can." Turning to face the Commander then, to look at what Jason was pointing at, the Captain suddenly broke into a run, calling for his men to deploy around him.
Jason watched him go, then ran himself to the entrance of his base, to take position by the tanks to get as many pot shot at the enemy before having to retreat into the base. Kneeling down, Jason took aim; the device on his rifle told him the distance of the enemy he was pointing at. As soon as that figure turned green, Jason would open fire, and take as many of the creatures apart as possible. Jason opened fire, the vultures around him launching grenades at will, while the tanks un-deployed for close combat fire. Marines along the walls started to open fire, firebats were running to greet the Zerg, with a warm welcome.
Hizzan system - close to Hizzan 6 2503-05-26, 18:42 Battleship Lightning
While Jason was combating the Zerg forces on the ground, Collins was battling the Zerg in space. He had lost 51 Wraiths already, and one Battlecruiser, but the enemy had taken a bigger beating. The difference was that the Zerg had a lot more units to fight with, and so could afford to take a heavy beating. "Sir, we're just had a breach in the lower decks. Sealing the areas off." Collins didn't like this. If he lost the Lightning to the Zerg, Jason wouldn't be at all happy. His only consolation was that if the Lightning blew up, Jason wouldn't be able to kill him. It was bad enough that Jason would frown upon the damage, but at least he'd still have a ship.
The scourge units didn't bother him much, they were easy to kill, and the armour off the Lightning was holding out against any that got though. The flying 'C' shaped creatures were becoming a pain, with their ability to attack three targets at once. But the largest problem were the flat creatures. His estimation of them being long-range attack was right, and they packed a punch and a half. He had ordered the Wraiths to take out the scourge and 'C' shaped creatures, while the Battlecruiser's were ordered to blast their way though the enemy ranks towards the flat creatures and take them out. The Lightning was providing cover fire, and taking out any of the troop carrier units that got passed. He prayed that Commander Jason was getting on better.
Hizzan 6 2503-05-26, 18:59 Sector 7-3-1
They were getting to close for comfort. Jason had already pulled back, and was retreating to some cover. The tanks were providing cover fire, for retreating units, by using their turrets while retreating themselves. Two vultures and 20 firebats had already been killed, and reports from the SCV's had stated that mineral supplies were running very low, and that they were having to travel out near to the native creatures to get more. The trek was taking to long, so Jason had ordered them to build a secondary command center, which had been suggested by Captain Fawcett, to stockpile the minerals faster, and also offer a place of retreat if this base was lost. Problem was if they could hold this base, would they be able to hold that one? Jason shook his head, and continued to fire.
The scourge units had started to appear, but with no air units belong to the Terran forces, Jason had order his men to ignore them. "They can only attack air units," the adjutant had said, and he was glad that the stupid machine had been right. "Commander, this is Captain Fawcett. We're in place to do some serious damage to the large creatures at the back. I need confirmation to use the mini-nukes that the second command center has been producing." Jason knew there must have been a reason behind backing up the construction of a second command center. "Ok Captain, but be careful. I don't want any unnecessary casualties among your men." "Roger that Commander. Captain out."
Jason was remembering what he had been told about the mini-nukes, while taking pot shots the any Zerg unlucky enough to be in his line of sight. "The mini-nuke, is a great tactical advantage to any commander, who uses them right. While they can only be fired using the guided sight of the ghost unit, they well destroy everything in their blast radius. The blast radius is small and it is not advised to use them against moving targets. This would require knowing where the moving target will be in the time it takes to launch the mini-nuke." The scientist who had created the mini-nuke had told everyone at the meeting. A Hydralisk had just fallen from a direct hit to the head, from Jason's rifle.
"How many are left?" Jason said to himself. They must of killed over a thousand by now, and yet they were still coming, when 3 large blasts came from the rear of the Zerg attack force. The ghosts had managed to kill most of the large creatures, but a few had got away. Those that had got away were closing in on the nearest Terran troops. A firebat shot a large fireball at it, but only managed to mark it, as he was squashed under the foot of the creature. A tank had got up close and was firing as fast as possible, blowing large holes into the creature. It when down hard and shook the ground around it, as it hit the floor. The tank turned onto another of the large creature, only to be sliced in half by the large razor sharp blades attached to the creature. The trooper had survived, being missed by cm's by the creature. He jumped out and started to run to base, only to be shot down by a Hydralisk. The troop tried to get up, screamed in pain and then died.
Looking on at the onslaught that was reaching his position he decided that running for cover over by the command center wouldn't be a bad idea. Getting up, he started running for the command center. Feeling a jolt of pain in his left shoulder, Jason looked at a spine from a Hydralisk sticking out of his shoulder. He keep running trying to avoid be hit again. The pain was only just bare able, getting into the command center, Jason pulled the spine out, and grabbed a nearby medi kit. Taking off his torso body armour, Jason started to bandage the wound that was leaking blood, all over the floor. "Those fucking things are going to pay for this" Jason said aloud to himself, while putting his armour back on.
Hizzan 6 2503-05-26, 17:26 Sector 7-3-1
Troops were running all over the place. Getting into defence positions, and turning their weapons safety off. Firebats were getting into position on the ground near to the entrances, while marines were positioning themselves along the wall, and anything they could hide behind. The siege tanks were setting up position to launch powerful long-range attacks at the incoming Zerg forces. Vultures were protecting the siege tanks, that would allow the tanks to chance back into tank mode when the Zerg got to close. The Goliath units were marching forwards, taking flaking positions for the marines and firebats, they would also provide the main firepower against air attacks. Bunkers were being built in strategic positions to allow the marines and firebats better protection against income attacks. The ghost units were using their clocking devices to cover themselves, and got their powerful rifles ready.
Commander Fisher was in his quarters, suiting up in his battle armour, and grabbing his customised gauss rifle and ran outside to see the mass of troops getting into position. He watched as clones ran out of the barracks fully equipped. Jason figured that the replicators were working over time, to produce enough armour and weaponry for the clones. The factory that had been built recently was already mass-producing vehicles for the clones that needed them. If we're going to die, we're going to take as many of those son-of-bitches as possible. Spotting Captain Fawcett across the yard, Jason walked over to him. "How are your new recruits looking Captain?" the Captains face grimaced, "Just fine Commander. Their backing up your troops, the Zerg wont see them till its too late." At this statement the Captain managed a quick grin.
Turning to face the entrance Jason could see the dark mass of Zerg units charging the base. "How long till they're in range of our weaponry?" The sound of siege tank fire answered his question as he was almost knocked of his feet in surprise. "Those Zerg sure do move fast." The Captain said, who hadn't been effected by the cannon fire. More barrages of cannon fire were released, sending Zerg units flying in every direction. Using the digi scope in his helmet, Jason took a good luck at what faced them. He could see Zerglings running up front, behind them, Hydralisks, but there was something behind them. Large elephant like creatures were slowing moving along on large power legs. What worried Jason the most was the large razor blades attached to the front of the beast. Pointing to them to the Captain, he said. "We could have trouble, Captain. I wont your men to take them out as best they can." Turning to face the Commander then, to look at what Jason was pointing at, the Captain suddenly broke into a run, calling for his men to deploy around him.
Jason watched him go, then ran himself to the entrance of his base, to take position by the tanks to get as many pot shot at the enemy before having to retreat into the base. Kneeling down, Jason took aim; the device on his rifle told him the distance of the enemy he was pointing at. As soon as that figure turned green, Jason would open fire, and take as many of the creatures apart as possible. Jason opened fire, the vultures around him launching grenades at will, while the tanks un-deployed for close combat fire. Marines along the walls started to open fire, firebats were running to greet the Zerg, with a warm welcome.
Hizzan system - close to Hizzan 6 2503-05-26, 18:42 Battleship Lightning
While Jason was combating the Zerg forces on the ground, Collins was battling the Zerg in space. He had lost 51 Wraiths already, and one Battlecruiser, but the enemy had taken a bigger beating. The difference was that the Zerg had a lot more units to fight with, and so could afford to take a heavy beating. "Sir, we're just had a breach in the lower decks. Sealing the areas off." Collins didn't like this. If he lost the Lightning to the Zerg, Jason wouldn't be at all happy. His only consolation was that if the Lightning blew up, Jason wouldn't be able to kill him. It was bad enough that Jason would frown upon the damage, but at least he'd still have a ship.
The scourge units didn't bother him much, they were easy to kill, and the armour off the Lightning was holding out against any that got though. The flying 'C' shaped creatures were becoming a pain, with their ability to attack three targets at once. But the largest problem were the flat creatures. His estimation of them being long-range attack was right, and they packed a punch and a half. He had ordered the Wraiths to take out the scourge and 'C' shaped creatures, while the Battlecruiser's were ordered to blast their way though the enemy ranks towards the flat creatures and take them out. The Lightning was providing cover fire, and taking out any of the troop carrier units that got passed. He prayed that Commander Jason was getting on better.
Hizzan 6 2503-05-26, 18:59 Sector 7-3-1
They were getting to close for comfort. Jason had already pulled back, and was retreating to some cover. The tanks were providing cover fire, for retreating units, by using their turrets while retreating themselves. Two vultures and 20 firebats had already been killed, and reports from the SCV's had stated that mineral supplies were running very low, and that they were having to travel out near to the native creatures to get more. The trek was taking to long, so Jason had ordered them to build a secondary command center, which had been suggested by Captain Fawcett, to stockpile the minerals faster, and also offer a place of retreat if this base was lost. Problem was if they could hold this base, would they be able to hold that one? Jason shook his head, and continued to fire.
The scourge units had started to appear, but with no air units belong to the Terran forces, Jason had order his men to ignore them. "They can only attack air units," the adjutant had said, and he was glad that the stupid machine had been right. "Commander, this is Captain Fawcett. We're in place to do some serious damage to the large creatures at the back. I need confirmation to use the mini-nukes that the second command center has been producing." Jason knew there must have been a reason behind backing up the construction of a second command center. "Ok Captain, but be careful. I don't want any unnecessary casualties among your men." "Roger that Commander. Captain out."
Jason was remembering what he had been told about the mini-nukes, while taking pot shots the any Zerg unlucky enough to be in his line of sight. "The mini-nuke, is a great tactical advantage to any commander, who uses them right. While they can only be fired using the guided sight of the ghost unit, they well destroy everything in their blast radius. The blast radius is small and it is not advised to use them against moving targets. This would require knowing where the moving target will be in the time it takes to launch the mini-nuke." The scientist who had created the mini-nuke had told everyone at the meeting. A Hydralisk had just fallen from a direct hit to the head, from Jason's rifle.
"How many are left?" Jason said to himself. They must of killed over a thousand by now, and yet they were still coming, when 3 large blasts came from the rear of the Zerg attack force. The ghosts had managed to kill most of the large creatures, but a few had got away. Those that had got away were closing in on the nearest Terran troops. A firebat shot a large fireball at it, but only managed to mark it, as he was squashed under the foot of the creature. A tank had got up close and was firing as fast as possible, blowing large holes into the creature. It when down hard and shook the ground around it, as it hit the floor. The tank turned onto another of the large creature, only to be sliced in half by the large razor sharp blades attached to the creature. The trooper had survived, being missed by cm's by the creature. He jumped out and started to run to base, only to be shot down by a Hydralisk. The troop tried to get up, screamed in pain and then died.
Looking on at the onslaught that was reaching his position he decided that running for cover over by the command center wouldn't be a bad idea. Getting up, he started running for the command center. Feeling a jolt of pain in his left shoulder, Jason looked at a spine from a Hydralisk sticking out of his shoulder. He keep running trying to avoid be hit again. The pain was only just bare able, getting into the command center, Jason pulled the spine out, and grabbed a nearby medi kit. Taking off his torso body armour, Jason started to bandage the wound that was leaking blood, all over the floor. "Those fucking things are going to pay for this" Jason said aloud to himself, while putting his armour back on.