Alfa Base, Dragon Fortress, REMCOM. (One week before the last chapter)
The Hammond air base was very lively, as the plan for their landings on Sanus was suddenly put into action. This was the 10th Division, a division in the 6th Army. Goblin transport vehicles were loading up soldiers while larger C18 Transports were carrying the division's ACU and Support ACUs, as well as a number of Paladin tanks and some Ogre Titans.
17 Actual, however, was not participating in the action and hustle. The Jaeger Commander and the seven Jaegers that were hanging near the bot were waiting for a different transport. They were being deployed to the Kingdom of Vale for a high risk "Snatch and Grab" from the city. They were ordered to secure a stolen Atlas mech, or stealing a stolen mech from a terrorist organization.
"17 Actual." The bot turned to see who was addressing it. It was a Colonel in charge of the 10th Division. "I assume I don't need to remind you how important your mission is, correct?"
"Correct, Colonel." 17 Actual answered back. "My squad will complete the mission, and bring you back the robot."
"And you will bring it to Mountain Glenn, correct?"
"Yes."
"Good. Get it done." And with that, he left.
As he did, the SR-71 MK.2 pulled out of its hangar. The Jaeger squad would be HALO-ing into Vale. "Squad 17, let's go."
Mountain Glenn, one day after the last chapter
17 Actual walked through the empty street of the abandoned city, it was holding the standard Flatline rifle. While the Grimm had been cleared out with ease when the 10th Division landed outside the city. While a patol was unnecessary, 17 Actual wanted to see the city. The quiet was something it enjoyed, even though 17 Actual was still a robot. It's commanders had noted 17 Actual's slight fondness of quiet, and a surprising amount of humanity in it when off duty, for a robot at least. Jaeger Commanders have been noted to show extreme levels of sentience and emotion, almost equal to a human. They weren't programmed to be like that, somewhere deep in their lines of code a slip up had happened. But that was not the current problem, the current problem was the White Fang and their underground base. Several sonar scans had found the entirety of Mountain Glenn was hollow underneath the city. No one could understand why the Fang would do this, considering the easiest solution to deal with the base would be to just collapse the ground above them. General March had declared that idea a no go, he wanted to test the HEF against the White Fang.
17 Actual turned a corner, running into two White Fang soldiers. The three of them paused, before 17 Actual pulled out its Plasma Sword and sliced the grunts' weapons in half. The two soldiers dropped their weapons and started running, only to be cut down by gunfire.
"17 Actual to base, I have engaged two White Fang soldiers." 17 Actual looked up, seeing more Fang soldiers coming out of the wrecked buildings, along with two Paladin mechs. "Requesting support."
"Confirmed, sending a Mongoose squad to your location." The receiver answered. "ETA, two minutes. Send location, over."
"Sending." 17 Actual said, ducking behind cover as bullets whizzed past him. A Mongoose would be instrumental in this situation. Equipped with a heavy plasma gatling cannon and a heavy fragmentation grenade launcher, the Mongoose was a bipedal mech that was mass produced in factories by the ACUs and were usually stand-in mechs until a Titan squad would get there. This didn't mean it could hold its own, however. The Mongoose was deadly when underestimated, and were easy to produce to being able to be flashed produced by the ACU just by building multiple ground factories.
Speaking of the Mongoose, the White Fang suddenly diverted their gunfire away from 17 Actual, who turned to see what they were shooting at. What met the receptors of the Jaeger Commander was a squad of five Mongooses, the lead one firing its Plasma gatling cannon at the Paladin mech. Other Mongooses were dealing with the Fang soldiers, or supporting the one fighting the Paladin mech with grenade fire.
"17 Actual, this Mongoose 12 Actual. Sorry we're late." The radio in 17 Actual's head said.
"Think nothing of it, Mongoose 12 Actual. Nice to see your squad again."
"Yep. Haven't seen you since we tested you on Haverford."
"I'll let you finish off these degenerate terrorists, won't spoil your fun."
"Gracias, mi amigo. I'll deal with these, I think the boss wants to speak with you back at HQ. We'll cover you."
"Thanks. See you back at base, Hernandez." And with that, 17 Actual ran from its cover, while the Mongooses charged forward. 17 Actual heard the Paladin mechs fall, while screams of the Fang echoed throughout the abandoned city.
Beacon Hall, two days later
The dance was very lively, but unlike the liveliness of Alfa Base it was lively because the guests were having fun. It would appear that Team RWBY had done an excellent job, as they were standing in for Team CFVY. Weiss had made a full recovery from the attack, as did Blake. The cuts weren't very deep, ad Aura healed them quickly.
"Yang, why do I have to keep wearing these?" Ruby whined, the heels she was forced to wear were killing her.
"Because, we all agreed to! You can't wear sneakers to a dance!" Yang answered. "Who would do that?"
Jaune walked towards them, wearing sneakers with his tuxedo. "Who would do what?"
"Nevermind...I should have expected you to do that." Yang deadpanned. With that, she walked off. Ruby and Jaune smirked, with Jaune throwing Ruby a pair of sneakers she had him sneak in. Ruby quickly put the sneakers on, thanking Jaune. Jaune nodded, and left to go find Pyrrha. Ruby went back to drinking her punch, but something caught her eye from the rooftops near the CCT.
CCT Computer Room
17 Actual snuck through the room, looking for a hiding place. The Jaeger Commander's orders were simple: Infiltrate the Vale CCT, and insert a malware program into the system in order to monitor the network. If a situation occurred, deadly force was authorized.
And speaking of situations, one just walked in right now. 17 Actual hid behind a pillar, watching a masked intruder waltz into the computer room. The intruder was a female clad in black, scans indicated she had dust woven into her clothing, fire dust to be accurate. 17 Actual pulled a throwing knife, and moved towards a terminal row. It readied the blade, and while the intruder did something with a computer, 17 Actual input the Hammond virus. It finished embedding itself, and with that, 17 Actual threw the knife.
Cinder
Cinder was still working on inputting the virus, when she was hit with a sharp pain in her leg. She looked down, and saw a knife embedded into her calf. The knife suddenly ripped out of her leg, causing her to fall to her knees. Cinder turned around to see who threw the knife, and was hit squarely in the jaw by a metal fist. She was knocked back, wiping away some blood from her mouth. "Who are you?"
Cinder thought she was looking at a hooded figure, until she noticed the hand holding the knife was metal, as was the rest of the arm. And the body.
"What are you?" Cinder asked.
"That is not important." The figure answered. "What is important, really?" The figure drew a bladeless hilt, which turned out to be a plasma sword. "Your death will be as insignificant as your life."
Cinder summoned her blades. "Same goes to you, then."
With that, a fight ensued.
Ruby
The young huntress ran into the lobby of the CCT, stopping immediately and gagging at the sight and smell in front of her.
The soldiers guarding the lobby had been massacred. Some had massive stab wounds, some were missing limbs, others had their necks and spines broken. One guard looked completely fine. Ruby immediately went to him, the guard was lying on his back. Ruby flipped him over, but when she did, the guard's intestines fell out of a large hole where his stomach should have been.
Ruby backed up, turning away from the sight and vomiting. When she finished, she got back up. Whoever had done this was most likely still in the tower. She immediately went to the elevator, pushing the button to the computer floor. The doors closed, and the elevator started going up. Ruby prepared her sniper scythe, but she wasn't prepared at all for what was happening up stairs.
Computer Room
Cinder jumped away, dodging a horizontal slash from 17 Actual. Cinder was sporting some minor bruises and scratches, evidence that her fight against the robot was going poorly. 17 Actual was unscathed, the fire dust was ineffective against the Jaeger Commander's shielding. The robot twirled the plasma sword, and charged at Cinder. Cinder summoned her dual fire swords, and charged as well. The blades connected, and the fire swords exploded. Both combatants were thrown back, Cinder landing on her feet while 17 Actual landing on its back.
"Well...interesting strategy." The robot mumbled, getting up. "Using your ineffective weapons as grenades, how clever."
"Do you ever stop talking?" Cinder asked, panting slightly.
"When the fight is as pointless as this, conversation helps." 17 Actual said, only for a bullet to hit his torso. It turned to see who shot him.
"Stop right there!" Ruby shouted.
"Ah, the child." The android said with disdain.
Cinder turned to the robot. "Wait…"
Flashback…
"And they fought like demons! A whole squad of them stole the Paladin and fought off me and a huntress team!" Roman shouted. "And you want me to keep stealing Dust after all that!?"
"Roman." Cinder started, shutting the criminal up. "We need the Dust for our plans, we can't go far without it."
Roman looked like he was going to argue.
"However, this development will put us back some. Head to Mountain Glenn, and prepare for the next step in our plan." Cinder finished. "I will deal with this nuisance of yours."
Roman nodded. "Best of luck to you."
"Anything I should know about them?"
"They're androids, for starters. But you know the annoying red huntress always getting in my way, the one I really hate?"
"Yes…"
"Well, the leader hates her. If anything, that's its only redeeming quality. So keep an eye on Red, and the android will most likely be watching her. Or killing her. Either way, Red should lead the android straight to you."
"Thank you, Roman. Dismissed."
Present Time
"You're the robot?" Cinder asked. "I didn't expect...this."
17 Actual turned around to face Cinder. "If you expected something more human looking, sorry to disappoint. My group doesn't do that."
"No matter to me." With that, Cinder charged, only for 17 Actual to clothesline her. Cinder fell to the floor, trying to get up. The robot wound up its foot, and promptly kicked Cinder out of a nearby window.
"If I could sigh, I would." 17 Actual said. "Now, the child."
Ruby stared at the robot. Last time she encountered the android, she had lost pretty badly. She even had Torchwick with her, and they still ended up on the floor! "I'm not afraid of you!"
The robot stopped, not saying anything. Ruby wonder if she had done something to shut it off when she heard a noise.
Laughing.
The robot was laughing. "You? You couldn't-" The robot fell into another fit of laughter, holding its sides. "You couldn't beat me with an experienced hunter at your side! How do you expect to beat me now?" The robot said, its laughter dying down. "You going to use the power of friendship to defeat me? Call up some BS power and destroy me?"
Ruby cocked her sniper rifle. "No. I'm gonna use my weapons."
"I'm sure your mother said the same thing."
Ruby paused, her weapon trembling in her hands.
And the Jaeger Commander charged at her, the plasma sword humming. The sword swung down, only for it to be met with the blade of the scythe. "Oh?"
Ruby held her scythe up, meeting the plasma blade head on. "You…"
Before Ruby could say anything remotely threatening, 17 Actual jumped off the floor and kicked the huntress away. The scythe fell to the floor, making a loud clang. Ruby hit the wall, her mind spinning.
"Such naivety, I fear for your kind." 17 Actual picked up the scythe. "It is a good weapon, you have treated it well." The robot put the scythe blade close to the sword. "A shame."
The plasma blade burned through the metal, and the android watched closely as it etched the number 17 into the blade, then striking a line through it. It dropped the weapon, and walked towards the down huntress.
"Sorry to ruin your dance." 17 Actual said, stopping at the body. "If this is any consolation, it is a nice dress you picked. Though, an interesting choice of shoes." And with that, the robot turned around and jumped out a window.
Cinder
Cinder tried to get up, her whole body aching from the fall. Her aura had shattered, leaving her very tired. Her many cuts and bruises were hurting more now, and some cuts had opened up even more.
"That robot…" She said, finally getting up. "I will destroy it-"
17 Actual landed next to her, leaving a crater. "Say it to my face."
Cinder jumped away, unable to summon her swords. "How?!"
"Not what I was expecting, but if those are your final words then so be it." 17 Actual charged, only for it to be hit with another bullet. "Huh?"
General Ironwood stood behind Cinder. "Student, leave us."
Cinder turned to the general, realizing he was talking to her. She nodded, and left.
"You are making a huge mistake." 17 Actual stated.
"And that is?" General Ironwood asked, cocking his revolver.
"Oh, I am not making it that easy for you." The robot answered. "You will have to be better than that."
"You are not leaving this school." Ironwood stated.
"Oh? Have I been accepted to attend this academy?"
"You're joking, right?"
17 Actual chuckled. "Perhaps, perhaps. Now, I must leave. I am needed back at base."
Ironwood put his other hand on the revolver. "Your base will be nothing soon."
17 Actual hummed. "Ah yes, the north base. Shame you'll never find the others."
"What?"
17 Actual looked up. "Oops, did I say that?"
Ironwood was...unsure how he felt about this robot. "You are very energetic and irrational."
"An accurate statement. I'm sure you are confused." 17 Actual said. "Do not worry, I am the only one...probably." And with that, the robot disappeared into thin air before Ironwood could register it.
Ironwood lowered his gun. "...This is not good."
Airbase Alfa, Dragon Fortress, REMCOM (Hammond HQ)
The massive hangar doors opened, the slow doors opening slightly. The only thing to exit was a Gremlin truck. The front seat was inhabited by a Hammond grunt, while the passenger was an Admiral, wearing the everyday ODUs and a grey overcoat, with a curved cap and combat boots.
"Beautiful day, is it not sir?" The grunt asked.
"Indeed it is. Will not deny that." The Admiral responded. "You know where you are going?"
The grunt chuckled. "How could I miss the one of the biggest ships in this airbase?"
"Ah, but which one?"
"The Deterrence, Admiral Kronsten." The grunt answered.
"Indeed." Kronsten answered. "You ever seen these ships take off before?" Kronsten turned to see the Carrier class ships they were passing, in two rows of twelve on each side, lined up neatly.
"I was stationed here after the landings, sir." The grunt answered. "I was part of the 103rd HEF Training Division."
"Oh? The 103rd? I expect good things from you then." The Admiral said, adjusting his cap. "What do you do? Besides driving trucks."
"I don't drive trucks, sir. You told me to drive you to your ships after pulling me out of my meeting."
"Well, the meeting shouldn't be that important, right?"
Meeting Room
"Why did he take Tuckerson? He's our machine gunner for the dropship." The lieutenant asked. "Who was that?"
"That was Admiral Kronsten, sir." A private answered.
"Ah, then he is lost for now."
Truck
"You didn't answer my question...uh…"
"I'm a corporal, sir. Corporal Tuckerson." The grunt said, answering the unsaid question.
"Yes, thank you. So, what do you do?" Kronsten asked.
"I am a machine gunner for the dropship Autozone." He answered.
"Autozone? What class dropship?"
"Vehicle Class. We carry Gremlins, sir. I only know how to drive them since I park them for our dropship."
"I see. Well, thank you for driving me, regardless." With that, he stepped out as he arrived at his ship.
…
"Why didn't he wait for me to stop?" Tuckerson wondered.
First Landing Fleet, Northern Sanus (Night time)
While the majority of the populace on Remnant found water travel dangerous, the Hammond Aqua-Navy found it quite pleasurable. The occasional water Grimm would get close, many of them being destroyed by the Tigershark submarines before surfacing. Any who did were promptly silenced by the guns of the Everest Summit class battleships. While the large fleet was still moving towards their landing zone, drones had been monitoring the situation. The fight between the White Fang and the Atlesian 12th Fleet was still raging. With everything going on, this was Hammond's chance to wipe out two armies of the Atlesian Military.
However, the plan still had flaws.
Hammond Aqua Naval Vessel (HANV) Overlord, Everest Summit Class
"Captain-Admiral, the fleet is a day away from the zone. Orders?" A junior officer asked.
"I'm not sure, lieutenant. If we get closer, we will be spotted. If we stay here, we might miss our chance to wipe out the Atlesian 12th Fleet." The Captain-Admiral responded. "Headquarters will have to answer this question."
"Yes sir." And with that, the lieutenant left.
The Captain-Admiral stared out into the distance. His orders were to land the entire 11th Hammond Military on the shores of the battle, destroy the entire White Fang base while wiping out the Atlesian forces. However, the plans were now delayed since they were supposed to strike when the White Fang base in Mountain Glenn was destroyed. Now, the plan had changed to striking later.
"What is the General planning?" The Captain-Admiral wondered aloud.
Mountain Glenn
Jaegers milled around the empty city, their weapons ready for the coming challenge. General March had given the go ahead to invade the underground White Fang base. Mongoose squads, led by an Ogre titan, were prepared to drop in as soon as the charges exploded on the streets.
"Thirty seconds!" A grunt commander shouted. "Prepare for combat!"
All the grunts and spectres flicked off their safeties, checked their grenades and sidearms. They double checked their jetpacks, as they would be dropping in from the streets. Grunts made sure their armor was on securely, while Jaegers ignited their plasma weapons.
"Charges are live! Back away from marked sectors!"
The soldiers backed away, and watched as the street exploded.
White Fang Base, under Mountain Glenn
"Move it! Those automatons above us know we're here!" The White Fang lieutenant shouted. "We have to go!"
"Sir, vibrations from above!" A Fang soldier shouted. "Sensors picking up heavy machinery! They're gonna do something drastic!"
"When?!" The lieutenant shouted.
A spree of vibrations rocked the cavern, bringing down parts of the street on top of the Fang soldiers. It wasn't a heavy debris rain, since most of the streets had been vaporized in the explosion.
"Sir?"
"Yeah?"
"I think they're doing it now."
And with that, gunfire erupted as Fang soldiers shot at the Hammond grunts who were jetpacking down to the cavern floor. Many of the grunts made it down anyway, and started firing at the Fang from behind destroyed buildings. Paladin mechs were still strapped onto the train, and any Fang grunts moving towards them were quickly put down by vicious gunfire.
"Kill them! Kill as many as you can!" The Lieutenant shouted. "We will be victorious!"
Fang grunts shouted in agreement, and charged the Hammond lines as more Hammond grunts and spectres jumped down into the fray.
"Hammond warriors! The Fang charge us! Slaughter them like the animals they are! We are the executioners! Let vengeance be your song! Let your weapon be the instrument! Wipe them from existence!" A Hammond Grunt-Captain shouted, holding his sword high and firing his Alternator SMG blindly into the oncoming horde.
"Captain Fjorn seems really into destroying the Fang." A grunt noted.
"I think he just really wanted to use that speech he said just now. I've seen him working on it this entire time we've been here at Glenn." The other said.
"Hammond, affix your bayonets and CHARGE!" The now named Captain Fjorn shouted. "For victoria!"
And with a resounding yell, a wave of white and metal charged at the Fang, and met in a clash of steel and fists. Gunshots were fired blindly, Fang soldiers hit what they thought were humans only to see it was a robot, while Hammond soldiers were ruthlessly beaten and mauled for being human. Paladin bots were released from their straps, as no one was firing at the pilots.
"Kill the humans!" The lead pilot shouted, raising the Paladin's gun arm. The Paladins charged towards the brutal melee that was the battle for Mountain Glenn. They fired their missiles blindly, hitting Fang and Hammond soldiers. Bullets bounced off their armor, and no Hammond soldier was quick enough to get their anti-mech weapons out before they were killed by Fang guns.
"Call in our reinforcements!" A captain shouted. "We need our mechs!"
The second he finished, Ogre titans leading Mongoose squads fell into the cavern. Paladin mechs turned to see plasma gatling cannons fire at their robots. Bolts passed through their armor, narrowly missing the pilots.
"Call Torchwick! Our plan is bust!"
On the train
"Son of a bitch! Those robot warriors are here too?!" Torchwick shouted. "Neo! Get this on video! Livestream it! Fuck, send hundreds of photos, I don't care just GET IT TO CINDER!"
Neo nodded, and called Cinder on her scroll.
Torchwick went back to watching the battle play out. He knew it was over the minute the other side brought out their mechs. "Oum above, they really are going to wipe this planet out."
Roman had seen the hacked livestream, and knew damn well the White Fang wasn't behind it. He kept it to himself, fearing the worst from Cinder if he said something. Now, he wished he had. Maybe Cinder's boss would have a counter to this.
Torchwick laughed. "Like hell she would have believed me!"
He heard a thump behind, and turned to face his nightmare.
"Buenos Dias, fuck boy." 17 Actual greeted. "Ready to meet your god?"
Cinder, in Vale
Cinder's scroll rang, she saw it was Neo calling. "Mercury, watch the door. Neo's calling me, and she doesn't call unless Torchwick's in trouble."
Mercury nodded, and the silver haired assassin watched the door.
"Neo? What's with the call?" Cinder asked, answering the phone. She looked at the screen as Neo pointed the camera towards the battle. "No...no no no no NO!"
She saw the White Fang fight for their lives against the Hammond charging line. She saw robots bayonet the Fang grunts and lift them into the air as other Fang grunts were gunned down, their white uniforms becoming red with blood. Paladins were eviscerated by plasma bolts and 40mm shells, killing their pilots and any nearby Fang grunts. The cavern floor was chaos, and Cinder, for once in her life, felt pity.
"Neo, get out of there! The breach plan is bust, We're switching to Plan B." Cinder ordered.
Neo pointed the camera back to her, but before she could end the call she was punched in the face by a metal fist.
"Neo?"
The scroll hit the ground, and Cinder got a full view of 17 Actual fighting Neo, while Torchwick was slumped in a corner, bleeding and beaten up badly.
"Oh no…"
Resolve, 1st Atlesian Fleet, Vale
"Sir, something is happening at Mountain Glenn! Radar is picking up hundreds of distress calls on the White Fang frequency!" A junior officer shouted.
"What do you mean?" The captain shouted.
"The distress calls are asking for help from anyone, even...us?" The officer was confused. "I think it's a Grimm attack."
"And I think we're obligated to help. Send Blue 6 and 4 to assist them. And have them round up survivors as well, this is essentially free information." The captain ordered.
"Relaying orders."
Vice-Emperors' Council Room
"The attack on Mountain Glenn is in full swing. We have casualties, but those are expected when dealing with terrorists." A general reported.
"Thank you, dismissed." Grey said. "Report to me when the battle is over or if a development occurs."
The general saluted, and left.
"Well, this should go well. What do you think the boss will say?" Red asked.
"As someone who is close to the Emperor Commander, I can assure you she will be indifferent until there is results." Blue stated. "But she might be a little happy to hear about a semblance of progress."
"Well, we'll see when she gets back. That rebellion is quelled right now, correct?" Grey asked.
Red nodded. "She should be back by tomorrow or the day after."
"Very well."
Mountain Glenn Cavern
"Retreat!" The Fang Lieutenant shouted as he swung his chainsaw through another Hammond grunt. "We can't beat them!"
The White Fang backed up, still shooting at the Hammond grunts and spectres. They back up to the train, only for the injured bodies of Neo and Torchwick to be thrown out of the train car. 17 Actual and Squad 17 stepped out as more Hammond grunts and spectres landed on the train roof, aiming their weapons at the Fang.
"It's over, surrender now." 17 Actual ordered. "There is no escape."
"Surrender? And die to your guns, on our knees like cattle?" The lieutenant asked. "Not on our lives."
"Well, then you shall-" 17 Actual was interrupted as a grunt was killed by a sniper shot. "Huh?"
Everyone in the cavern looked up, and watched as Atlesian dropships let loose their payload of Atlesian Knights and soldiers onto the remaining forces.
"How? How'd they get through the outer defenses?" 17 Actual asked. His comm went off. "Report! Upper level, what is happening?"
"Two Atlesian battlecruisers are here! The White Fang must've activated their distress signals to get them to come here!" The upper commander reported. "Our air defenses are attacking but there is a lot of gunships out here!"
17 Actual didn't have a face, but it would've scowled if it did. "All Hammond forces, if they aren't us then make them corpses!"
Hammond forces turned their weapons towards the Fang and Atlesian forces.
"CHARGE!" Captain Fjorn shouted. "CHARGE AGAIN!"
The Hammond wave charged at the combined forces of Fang and Atlas, intending to cause as much damage as they could.
Beacon
"Ozpin! Have you seen this?!" Ironwood shouted to the headmaster, handing him his Scroll.
Ozpin turned to the general, taking the Scroll and looking down at the live stream from his fleet. And for the first time since he reincarnated, he was surprised. "What...is this?"
"I don't know! They're killing anything and everything that isn't them! Grimm, Fang, my soldiers, anything!" Ironwood shouted. "It's a bloodbath!"
"What is a bloodbath?" Glynda asked as she walked in. "What's happening?"
"An unknown force is attacking my forces and a hidden White Fang base that was at Mountain Glenn!" Ironwood yelled. "They're getting slaughtered!"
"What!?" Glynda shouted.
"Why is everyone shouting?" Ozpin mumbled.
Glynda watched the stream as the fight was reaching a climax. "This is...wait. Ozpin, do you remember that video we saw a few weeks back? And the hacked stream?"
"Yes, I remember that."
"I think this is the same group."
Ironwood suddenly perked up. "Oh no...I wrote that off as a White Fang ploy...and sent the 12th Fleet to deal with the base in the north."
"So?" Glynda asked.
"It...this...I…" Ironwood stumbled on his words. "This is a setup!"
HANV Overlord, Landing Fleet
"Order has been given! Launch the bombardment! Every single cannon fire! No survivors!" Te Captain-Admiral shouted. And the cannons of each ship, from destroyer to the battleships, aimed at their target.
And fired.
White Fang Base, northern Sanus
The Atlesian-Fang battle participants were far from finding about the fate of their fellow forces at Mountain Glenn. They were still trying to break each other, and failing while also succeeding. Anything could have defeated them, just one little thing could've broken them both.
"Hey? Do you hear something?" An Atlesian soldier asked his buddy.
"Yeah, it sounds like-"
BOOM!
Earth was thrown into the sky, fire and explosions ripped apart the trenches and fortifications. Soldiers were incinerated on the spot. Quantum distortions eviscerated Fang and Atlas soldiers and mechs.
"What the hell!?" The Fang commander shouted, watching the chaos outside from the base. "What is going on?"
"Sir, sonar is picking a huge landing force! Radar is picking up a lot of air signatures!" An operator shouted.
"What!?"
12th Atlesian Fleet
The proud 12th Fleet could only stare as salvo after salvo was launched at their forces and their enemy. Enlisted soldiers put their face in their hands, radar operators watched emotionlessly. They didn't notice the radar picking up air signatures.
Until the 11th HEF Fleet jumped into the area, and unleashed their guns and missiles on the Atlesian fleet.
Beacon
"I'm picking up distress signals from the 12th Fleet forces. They're reporting a large landing force destroying them. Multiple naval forces, heavy presence of air forces. 12th Fleet has taken a huge amount of casualties in the air." An officer reported to Ironwood, Ozpin, and Glynda.
"Dismissed." Was all the general said. He turned to look out the window as the officer left.
"James…" Ozpin started.
Ironwood took out his Scroll. "I want the 6th and 5th Fleet pulled off their assignments. Get them to Vale, now."
The battle..no, the war has begun.
