Chapter 44
By Cliff
Beta and Clean up: Not done
Reviewed by Hotpoint and Cannonshop
7 March 3049
New Circe.
Admiral Franks was tired; after all he was pushing 90 years old as of this month. This meeting was not at "The Station", but at the Lord Protectors main briefing room in the government building that dominated the city's skyline. This meeting had been on the books for a few weeks, and it could not be moved or otherwise shifted around. The head of the SLDF Navy had only been in this solar system for a few days, when he was sent the message that he was needed and why. That didn't mean, that he was looking forward to having to attend this meeting or others like it. Ones that he knew deep in his soul were on the horizon.
This was another one of those meetings. That only the who's who of New Circe would be attending, even if they were not wanted by the other attendees. Admiral Franks knew it was going to be several hours of his life, that he was never going to get back. When he made eye contact with the Lord Protector, from across the table. She gave him a slight nod to start the meeting. One part of his mind noted that she had "her work face" on, and that might not be a bad sign.
Admiral Franks nodded back, and he put on his briefing face. He hit the button to start this epic scale dog and pony slide show. "We have had a busy three weeks. The Victorian's have not been totally processed out of the two "General" class dropships. But the rest of the ships have been emptied of recovered people and cargos. They are making headway, but we were able to pull almost 25 percent more of that planet's scattered population, than had been planned for when they first left on this mission. We have deployed a tri mix of security personnel to that area, to help the new people get settled in. They are a mix of Victorians who have been here for a while, Colonials, and some of our law enforcement staff. We were able to put some of the hard-won lessons, that we learned with the Colonials to good use. As you can see by the slides. All of the animals have been removed from the ships, and all the cargo with them. They think that in another month, the last two ships will be emptied. And after another month or so? We will be ready for reassignment of our law enforcement personnel back to their normal law enforcement duties here and in the city state. Then we can start the next phase of operations."
With a nod to a woman, that was three seats down from him. She was the head of the construction and recovery teams that had been on his mission. She only folded her arms on the tabletop before she started to talk. "We have off loaded all the salvage that came from Admiral Frank's mission. We have been sorting it out on three of our back up space fields, to keep our main fields focused on current operations. But with all of the hands we have been able to throw at it? The inventory has gone by quickly. We even had to use the new Smelter Hephaestus at a full load, for the first time and I see needing it for a few more times to keep up with our ground teams."
She was now beaming a smile, like a cat that had the prize parakeet in its mouth. It was taking a while for everyone to get use to the new smelter and its massive capabilities. The mines were still wasting time reducing the ores to the same old size, in the old ways. This was mainly due to old habits, and because that was how the mine's production lines were set up. The mines were getting better, but they were not there yet to use the new smelter to its maximum effectiveness.
She kept talking as everyone thought about that new device attached to the great station over their heads. "We are setting aside any Colonial or Cylon made weapons, ammunition, and missiles that were pulled off the planet. We have them, along with the liners jump drives in dedicated warehouses. They were able to fill the melting pot on Hephaestus with a lot of stuff that was a little hot, radioactively speaking that was not recoverable. We already have fired up the jump engines to idle. And faster than a Viper, it was done with the 5 extra jump drives. Now we know that they were pulling them out with the right stuffs still attached. That was the key in getting the jump engines tested."
Jennifer Vaun looked to a different person at the table, and she made eye contact with a raised eyebrow. "How did that other mission turn out? They were not due back for four to six more months. I was extremely surprised when I got a message that they were almost home."
The other mission to the Inner Sphere had been launched before Captain Copeland had been pulled out of retirement. They had been working under the complete protocols on this one mission, and they were not doing anything else but that one mission. As far as anyone in the Inner sphere knew, they were just another set of traders. It was just unfortunate that this mission had a negative impact on what ships could support Copeland's mission. This meeting was going to release a lot of once classified data to a very broad audience.
The person the Lord Protector was looking at was the head of the SLIC. He took the look and understood its meaning. He might not agree with the idea of releasing that information to anyone outside those who were involved in the mission, but she was the boss. "Most of the crew, that lived from that wrecked Surveyor class Jumpship stayed here in the New Circe system. The Star Lord we sent was carrying one liner, a recovered ex Combine flagged Achilles assault dropship, a Union and a mix of Mammoth and Mule class cargo dropships. As promised, they went straight to Kowloon. They were able to get a lot of major machining tools to help increase our total industrial output. The protocols were maintained, and no issues were reported or turned up by the post mission interviewers." This last statement made for some low rumblings to cross the room.
SLIC was not going to let this stop him. "The cost of those tools and the mission overall, was more than we had planned for. But then again. They filled the large cargo ships to the deck heads with what we needed. We think that the local government might have diverted or outright stolen the equipment that we picked up, from other contracts. How they got what they sold us, is not an issue for our people. After all it is not the first time, that we have bought stolen goods. Query Affirmative. They had to stop a few places to keep their food and water supply above emergency levels, due to the shortage of shipping space. The contact that was sent on this mission, used her pull to get the Kawloon leadership to extend "a loan" to this "Sale" company. There was not enough money to pay the loan off before they left. I think we need to prep one of the other "Projects" that we still have for Copelands next run. If the loan defaults it is going to make people look closer at what happen to that company, what was bought by them, and were the stuff ended up."
An always expanding section of the local area was being searched, after the Caspar had "found" the Shaky system. They had looked at every star around, which did not have a detailed survey done to it in the last ten years. They had not found anything close by, or deeper/closer to Cylon patrolled space. But when they went closer to the Inner Sphere? They had found a lot more of the lost or forgotten items over a few hundred years of human space exploration.
All of them would take work to be worth anything, so they had been labeled projects and put in a stable orbit. That work would only be done, if other things were done first, that were closer to what home currently needed. Those finds ranged from a single dropship and the odd jumpships, to a Capellan Confederation Flagged Vincent class corvette, and what was left of a Carson Class Destroyer. Teams were still out looking for anything that was useful, or just to keep it away from the Cylons and using them like breadcrumbs leading them closer to the Inner Sphere. That last mission statement had been added recently for an undisclosed reason.
The head of SLIC waited for almost a full minute. Then when no one asked any questions, he continued with his prepared briefing. "We have not even deployed all of the new machine tools out of Bay 2 on the Mammoth, much less even looked at getting into Bay 3 of that cargo ship. Still we already have been able to stop the hand fitting of about 95 percent of the items coming out of three of our second line production facilities."
He did not have to say that the prime facilities? Those were the Star league era factories that they had just been able to break down and pack down into dropships before they had been overrun by the rest of the clans. "This upgrade was done without a major slowdown in weapons production. In a few days. We should start seeing an uptick in the output downstream of those fixes, soon. Right now? The older and now displaced machines are being pushed out as upgrades, to our third-tier shops. I think that in a few months' …..tops? All of the second line shops will be updated, and maybe we will be able to update or even expand the third level shops around the planet. There are no plans to push updated equipment to the bottom tier of support manufacturing like cargo trucks, parts shops, and kitchen stoves makers." He had a smile, as he made a joke. It fell very flat in this room, even the people in this room knew that some of those lower tier shops were making useful weapons like the hand-built Locust IIC.
The Lord Protector did not have to say it, but over 50 percent of all of the top of the line combat equipment that was going into the defense of this planet? It was coming out of what were called, second tier manufactures sites. One of those Second Tier's factories was making all of the Avar Omni fighters over in the Colonial City State.
The Lord Protector let the SLIC commander off the hook. "At this point and time. I do not want an interruption in production, so do not rush the updating. Query Affirmative. I also agree about sending a project back with Commodore Copeland." She stopped talking and then let out a little bit of breath that was a sigh. "I think that I will jump the line and inform the group, to let them know what is needed. I have signed the paperwork, and it will be sent out for the evening news cycle. I do not think we can expect much more support to come this soon from our factories or the MMM contact. Query Affirmative."
Those were a pair of bombs sentences that she dropped, and it caused every eye to be looking at her. She had been keeping this very next bit of information close hold, for some time, and she knew what all the hints coming out of her office had been saying. None of those rumor releases were connected to this meeting, and that kind of surprise was rare. She smiled at the group. It made her feel good, to pull one over on most of the people in this room. If you were a little unpredictable, sometimes? That just made negotiations better, for her. Now she was going to drop another bomb on them.
"As some of you might know. We have been very short military grade dropships. We could have made more, but it had never made much sense to the leadership. We had planned to be in a defensive war when we were found again. That has changed, so I have authorized the 331st Royal Battle Mech Division to start standing up a 4th Battlemech Brigade." The room was quiet as a tomb, as they waited for what was coming.
She let a smile come to her face. "When it is fully deployed from the mother unit. It will be reflagged as the 205 Independent Royal Assault Mech Brigade. It will not be quick. But with a fully functional Lee, Colossus, another Lion, and another Confederate classes of dropships? I think that they already have a good start on their lift ability. I plan for this unit to be kept on this planet, and it will have our oldest equipment. It will only deploy off planet if it has truly hit the fan, or the senior military leaders find a mission for them. Query Affirmative. I will not tell the personnel department how to man this unit, and I will not tell the ground force commander how to use this unit. Those are just my private thoughts."
Right up until she had started talking, that had been the mission for the 3313th Mech Brigade. It had always been the one with the oldest hammy down equipment of the Royal Division. Most of the time when the 3313rd got something new, something old went right into the cache site or down to the 2nd Homeland defense BDE. This must have been going through the minds of one of the political people seated to one side of the meeting.
The 50ish year old man started talking out loud, and once he heard his voice he just kept going. "How are we going to be manning another full Mech Brigade? And are you going to authorize a pull from the Cache bunker?"
There had never been a 4th mech BDE in the 331st in the history of both Star League and clan. It was so far out of anyone's experience, that it was hard to get your brain wrapped around it. Some people just could not think outside of the box, and that was after she suggested that the unit would be reflagged to a unit, that had died during the escape from clan space.
The head of all ground forces in the SLDF, was just as floored as the rest of the people in the room. He did have the advantage that he had smart people working for him, who could think out of the box every day. He had sent a plan to the Lord Protector about a month ago, about expanding the ground forces by a full Battlemech Brigade.
His voice cut through the other mans before he could get a full head of steam. "We will use a step process and grow it as slowly as we need for pilots and mechs. We picked up two companies of very high-end Royal use only Mechs, in the Shaky system. We will use that as a starting point, right off the bat for the new unit. It is already a good mix of machines. We do not want them to end up with it heavy on one end or have them outnumbered in the other weight classes. I will get around to answering how can we man it with equipment in a minute? When you think of the number of crews coming off of those Colonial spaceships and fighters, that is a lot of population. But what you are forgetting, is that both the Colonials and the Victorians have a problem with mechs right now. Even when we start using the Colonial style VR for training up the Victorian volunteers, it will take some time to fill mech piloting slots. It will take some time to get some of the recovered Cylon POWs finished with their training. This is not something we will do quickly."
He turned to look at several people in turn, the ones that he knew were ground centric in thinking. "We did cut down on the number of Mechs that we were building as new machines, but we have been producing updated spare parts at a steady rate. That is not counting what the city state has been using to update many of the machines we have in the storage cache. We have still been making a few brand new built Pulverizer II Omnis, a lot of Mercury III and Sling II Omnis, a few Wolverine IIIs Omnis, about the same number of Riflemen IIIs Omnis, and even a few of the new 75ton Fjellhas. Those are the machines that are coming off the lines, at about one or two a week rate. That does not count things like the Locust IICs. We have never fully stopped production. We have only slowed them down, to use key resources in other areas of our defense plan."
The general rocked back in his chair. "That has been pushing some of the Golden Century machines to 3rd Heard, at about a company at a time. The old Royal designs have not been going into a mothball cycle and then into the Cache. They have been held in reserve, for quick call up at depot level maintenance sites around the dispersed bases on the planet. That has been why we have been able to replace combat losses so quickly. That would give us at least another battalion, to use as a core for the new unit. Now those new parts can be used to finish upgrading all of the 2nd To None to counter Clan level tech. And then start on Third Heard to bring them up to speed on the same level of equipment. This will give us a large cache of supplies and parts for the new unit to draw on. Now if we do have an increase in output of the core and secondary or even smaller factories in the near future? The 205th Independent Royal Assault will quickly have better mechs than the home defense units."
The head of the ground forces was thinking as fast as he could. "As to how to man it? The Colonials, Cylons, and Victorians already are filling in as tank crews, aerofighters, Artillery tube jockeys, and in Infantry units in our ground division and home defense units. This gives us a ready pool of "our" people in those jobs, which we can retest to see if they can fill the empty mech seats. I am not saying it will be quick. And I think we could even temporarily add tanks and other types of units, to fill out this new order of battle in the short term. Query Affirmative. That does not even count the new power armor that should start to deploy in a few months."
The ground force commander turned in his chair, to look at the leader and tilted his head at her. He wanted to see if that was the outline of the plan that she was talking about. He also wanted to know if the idea about the new PA(L) was workable or not. They had only made 10 of those downgraded suits in January. Those test suits had led the way for them to make 15 more in February, and by the end of March, 15 more of the suits would be turned over for combat use. He was rewarded with a nod and a smile from the supreme leader of his people.
While she had the advantage? She turned to the head of "The Station" and her mistress. Jennifer let the smile fall off her face. "How is that old Olympus doing? Did the test jumps damage the hull, repair bays, or the jump engine?"
The head of the station was currently Commodore Hallis. She was wearing two hats, and the newest one oversaw the massive station in orbit around the planet. She had a strong background in supply and support. Now she was the lead "Cat" herder on the Station. Many didn't know if this was a promotion or a demotion for her.
"Lord Protector. The vessel made it to its target spot, at least within about 500 KMs of where we told the crew to place her. We completed all of the inspections that we can think of, and it is fully functional. I even have all three of the repair bays booked for the next few months, and I moved the first ship into the main bay about 72 hours after she showed up. It is one of the smaller Colonial ships, which kept getting bumped from the other slips. My staff hopes to have the two smaller bays filled in a few days or a little later."
She stopped talking for a few seconds, and then looked levelly at Admiral Franks. "I do not want anyone to get the wrong ideas. I can really use those three repair bays, to get rid of my backlog of repairs and ship's maintenance that are on my books. I also know how much planning it takes to get one of the projects out of the way of the Cylons patrols. I have a report from the commander of that station or ship, and I agree with it. Normally a station would be given a name based around the system name or what it might be closest to in orbit. That does not work for us, for a number of reasons. It was voted on by the current crew, that they would like the name of the vessel to be called SLS Lyssa. This is not a station, but a mobile vessel or ship. As a mobile ship? It should fall under command of the SLDF Navy. Query Affirmative. I think we can work out and agreeable sharing arrangement, between our two services on the use of the bays. Query Affirmative. I think we can use how the SLDF Navy handled the Newgrange class ship as a measuring stick."
Admiral Franks was surprised to hear this statement. His staff had been working on a plan to take control of the mobile Olympus station for a few weeks. They were just waiting to see, if the "Lyssa" had survived the interstellar move or not. Now it looked like, he was not going to have that big of a dogfight on his hands. He was positive that Hallis would have a list of items she wanted in return for working with him. Then again? He was willing to give up a lot, to have something like this "Lyssa" under his command. His staff had come up with a huge list of uses that it could be put to, that would be a major positive for his office.
"I think our staffs can work out the details, and I was thinking along those lines already. That is if she survived the trip. It would seem that the SLS Lyssa, the goddess of the crazy or insane, is functional as a warship or as a support ship."
Jenifer looked over the meeting, and then gave a nod to Admiral Franks. She set up a little straighter in the chair. "That is between both of your departments to work out. Query Affirmative. We have another mission I want to talk about. It is time for a meeting with our old "friends". It is time for The Pilgrimage."
Jenifer had a slight smile on her face. But in her head? Her mind was laughing. "I wonder if some of these people are going to need a concussion test tonight, after all of the head snaps that I have been giving them."
The meeting went on for almost two hours more, and the only thing that was of any importance that was covered? It was the approval for the next resupply mission to go back to the Inner Sphere, but a date was not set. By the time the meeting was over? The word had leaked already about the temporary expansion of the 331st to 5 brigades. It was met by a tidal wave of support from the surveyed people as it was reported on the nightly news.
Francis Callahan threw his cooling vest onto a nearby chair. This was one of three offices that he used as the CEO of Callahan Munitions. He had a large formal office in McEvedy City and a matching one in the City State. This one was near a satellite production area, that at one time had been the star and the heart of the company that carried his family's name. It had made most of the first-generation Gauss rifles and about 40 percent of the second-generation Gauss rifles, that were found on New Circe. It also had been where the first sells motto of "We can blow your mech's head clean off" had started. It had been replaced with an image of the founders Galahad with a statement in blood red letters. "I know what you're thinking, punk. Did I fire eight rounds or only seven?"
Francis had just gotten done spending some time at the range in that same Galahad 2D, that was used to make that image. It had been in his family since the founding of this planet. It had been given to his descendants, after decades of service and the founding of a needed industry. The story goes that he was prouder of setting up that first factory than getting his blood name. During an interview about those early days he was quoted as saying. "Never rated gauss-rifles much before, but that goddamn thing nearly blew my mech's head clean-off with me in it!"
Roger Callahan had been given the Galahad after he had been blown out of his Royal Wolverine II during the Trial of Annihilation by a Gauss Rifle, and he was just lucky enough to be on the right hospital ship to make it out of clan space. Funds to maintain it had come from his family, and it was better than when it had come off the production lines of Mitchell Vehicles in the 2770s. Every time he needed to calm down, he would take the machine out and put some rounds down range.
As Francis looked around and he found that he was only a little calmer, but he was far from being called anything like calm. What had caused him to become so agitated? It was a trivid on this computer. It was a detailed report about the newest battlemech for the SLDF ground command. Before he retakes his seat, he looks over at an image of what his company had put together for that same contract. He had been so sure that his design was going to win, that he had ordered a prototype built out of company funds.
He had "known" that the SLDF was going to be worried about cost, and they already had the massive Pulverizer II omni in production. The primary anti-mech variant of the Pulverizer II Assault carries two LRPPC's and two Gauss Rifles, with the latter made by Callahan's factories. The LRPPC puts out a lot of waste heat, so the Gauss rifles pair nicely with them. They also were almost as long range and punchy as an LRPPC, but much more heatsink friendly. He had been expecting guaranteed sales of enough Gauss Rifles to equip hundreds of Pulverizer II's entering service over the next few years and the replacement weapons they would need. On releasing of the planned production of that mech. He had taken a loan to make expansions to almost double the production rate of second-generation Gauss Rifles.
His machine was going to be the perfect complement to that massive combat machine. It was going to be 100tons, but low slung compared to the Pulverizer. He had started with the King Crab as the base of the design. But they had added the best pair of Gauss Rifles made, along with a pair of second-generation Large bore pulse lasers, and they were backed up by clan tech LRM and SRM streak launchers. To get all of that firepower and ammunition into that small of a frame, was by adding the most top of the line extra light engine. At under 30 million per unit, he thought that he had the contract in the bag. Then came the Colonials, and everything was flushed right out of the airlock.
The SLDF had shifted from wanting a new assault mech, to wanting alot more aerospace Fighters. That major cut into mech production had hurt. He was out the not small cost of making the prototype, and he had been anticipating that they were going to win the contract. So, he had ordered the setting up of a production line for the new keystone product of the company. Now he had to pay to refit that production line back into production of spare parts and other smaller weapons, for the SLDF and not a 100ton assault mech. Then they had been hit again. He had been told that due to the senior leaders not wanting to make any more mechs or make them in such low numbers. That it looked like they were not going to make any more Gauss Rifles for them in the near future. That was his company's bread and butter, and it had been that way forever. Even the flamer they were building for the Mercury III were not in high demand. They just were not as useful against metal Centurions as they were against "normal" humans.
Those were three major hits to his company's bottom line, that had pushed his company deep into the red. The Headhunter line was now back into production of items for the SLDF, but even at this rate. It was going to take years for him to recoup the losses of refurbishing that line back into something useful. Then MCMI had won the contract for the development of the new high rate of fire class 5 cannons, and his stock price took another hard hit.
He had not been even trying for that project. He had jumped into bed with the Colonials and SLDF to come up with a shotgun Gauss Rifle. That was not as nice sounding as Hyper Assault Gauss weapon. But if it sounds like a duck and walks like a duck? He knew that it had annoyed the Frak out of NCMI when his company had been selected to start making a prototype. Then word had come down, that the HAG project was getting cut back to barely even to be called life support level. The company would still be getting some income, but 20% off of 10 paychecks was not 20% out of 200 paychecks plus other charges that they could get.
He and his company were now drowning in debt. He even thought that he was going to have to sell the Headhunter to the SLDF military, at a loss for what even the parts were worth. All so he could get the capital he needed to get a contract with the Colonials. It was just to build MANPAD SRM Launchers and two different types of warheads for those weapons. They were not even using "normal" launchers that he had made for decades. They had bought some from Copeland's supply runs, and that was going to be the base for the new weapons. It silently galled him that they were a lot better than the same SRM launchers he had been building for a hundred years.
He had been so distracted by these events. That he had not noticed someone buying up his company's now much lower stock price paper. He had not been that concerned at that lower price, because he knew it was artificially low due to some short-term issues. Besides, he knew that 50.1% of the voting stock was owned by people that shared his last name. He had used the slight increase in stock prices, to get a low interest loan to get the new project off the ground. He had not like making infantry weapons, not when he thought that only Mechs were real weapons on today's battlefield. Still he needed to pay the bills.
He had been in his "Main" office having a few drinks with the key leadership of the company when the CFO brought up a message from some lawyer. It was a legal notice, that said a person now owned a little over 10 percent of the voting stock. That large of a block owned by one person was a major shift in the power structure of his company. Francis had at first not recognized the name that was given, even after someone had connected all of the dots for him. He still had not fully understood what had happened to his company. Now he had some Navy arsehole buying major blocks into the firm. As of today? That Navy puke owned or controlled the voting rights to over 15 percent of the stock for the whole company. He had spent a lot of his own money to find out why this Robert Copeland wanted with owning that much of "his" company.
Francis again slammed his fist on the desktop, and he had to fight to get himself back under control. After a few minutes of deep breathing. He hit play on the video, and he pulled up the public data file on the 75ton Fjellhas. He was not that impressed with the base machine and the prime model. The prime was packing a 12 rack of missile launchers on it's shoulders, just like the old Catapult. The "new" thing was that they could fire Lightning-Javelins or the new Thunder-Javelin missiles, that were just now coming into Full rate production. One arm was packing a LB-X UAC in one arm, and a second-generation medium pulse laser in the other. It also had a head mounted laser anti-missile system to round out the maximum amount of armor that you could put on a chassis that size.
None of those systems were unexpected. Even the NCMI Nokia CRN 131 communications system and Omni Sure Track and Shoot 4Targeting & Tracking System, were known products. Both had been used for some time in refitting the SLDF mechs. Then his eyes went back to the mech's weapons images, and he did not recognize some of it. It took him looking deeper into the data packets, to find out what was mounted in the center torso of the 75ton machine.
He gave a snort and spoke out loud. "I bet that was why they chose this underweight piece of junk."
He liked mech scale weapons and he went to the annex in the report, and he reviewed this new to him weapon stats. It was a captured 30mm Cylon KEWs, that had been pulled from the recovered Raiders and Heavy Raiders. He reluctantly had to admit that it would be a very effective counter Centurion weapon. Best of all? The SLDF had uncounted thousands of those weapons and ammo mass that was equal to a dropship. And all of it was just sitting in storage. The SLDF could fit, repair, train, and load that weapon more or less free of charge. That was going to give the active and training units a huge life cycle savings, when they used live weapons.
He makes a note to see about making light vehicles and matching this weapon to it. He thought that the 4x4s could also pack one of the captured Cylon KEWs. He knew that his company had the plans and tooling set up for the Hilux trucks. They just would have to get the military on board to start making them. It would be a cheap and easy weapons system, and it would make it harder for the Centurions to catch the PBIs. Then again, were PBIs worth that effort? He puts a big red question mark by the note. He sent the note to the people who would put some brain power on the task, and then see if the SLDF or Colonials were interested in something like that.
Notes:
Hilux/Jeep gun truck. 4x4, no armor and treat the 30mm KEWs like Battletech Heavy Machine Guns, but with the range of standard MG's (The Colonials/Cylons have better ballistics).
Thunder-Javelin missiles. These are normally rated in classes of 5, 10, 15, and 20. Besides the heavy warhead of the Thunder family. They are homing headhunter weapons with a prototype Listen Kill capability.
Headhunter class Mech: low slung mech that is based off the King Crab, but not fitted for Omni tech. 100tons with Max Clan FF grade armor, 2 Gauss Rifles, 2 Large Pulse lasers, LRM 15, streak SRM 4, and a Clan tech 300XL.
Callahan Munitions. Best known for making Gauss Rifles for generations, like the ones mounted on the Pulverizer II. The current unofficial motto is "I know what you're thinking, punk. Did I fire eight rounds or only seven?" and "Our product can blow a mech's head clean off." Current CEO Francis Harold Callahan, and he is a mech jock. He has pushed mech tactics above everything else that the old company makes.
Number of Weasels Light battle armor. Jan 10, Feb 15, Mar 15, May 15, June 15, July 15, Aug 15, Sep 20, Oct 30, Nov 40 and Dec will see 50 new suits made. After Dec 3049 each month will see 50 more suits and repair parts released to the military.
Fjelhas 75ton Omni mech. Below are the base and prime models. They have a close escort version for just fighting Centurions, an ADA unit for skeet, a Praetorian hunter, and 3 different counter Clan load outs. These are to be labeled A to F.
Type/Model: Fjellhas base
Tech: Clan / 3050
Config: Biped BattleMech
Rules: Level 3, Standard design
Mass: 75 tons
Chassis: Endo Steel
Power Plant: 300 XL Fusion
Walking Speed: 43.2 km/h
Maximum Speed: 64.8 km/h
Jump Jets: None
Jump Capacity: 0 meters
Armor Type: Ferro-Fibrous
Armament: None
Manufacturer: (New Circe Military Industries)
Location: (New Circe)
Communications System: (NCMI Nokia CRN 131)
Targeting & Tracking System: (Omni Sure Track and Shoot 4)
Type/Model: Fjellhas base
Mass: 75 tons
Equipment: Crits Mass
Int. Struct.: 114 pts Endo Steel 7 4.00
(Endo Steel Loc: 3 LA, 1 LT, 1 RT, 1 LL, 1 RL)
Engine: 300 XL Fusion 10 9.50
Walking MP: 4
Running MP: 6
Jumping MP: 0
Heat Sinks: 10 Double [20] 0 .00
Gyro: 4 3.00
Cockpit, Life Supt., Sensors: 5 3.00
Actuators: L: Sh+UA+LA+H R: Sh+UA+LA+H 16 .00
Armor Factor: 231 pts Ferro-Fibrous 7 12.50
(Armor Crit Loc: 3 RA, 1 LT, 1 RT, 1 LL, 1 RL)
Internal Armor
Structure Value
Head: 3 9
Center Torso: 23 34
Center Torso (Rear): 12
L/R Side Torso: 16 24/24
L/R Side Torso (Rear): 8/8
L/R Arm: 12 24/24
L/R Leg: 16 32/32
Weapons and Equipment Loc Heat Ammo Crits Mass
TOTALS: 0 49 32.00
Crits & Tons Left: 29 43.00
Calculated Factors:
Total Cost: 13,942,250 C-Bills
Type/Model: Fjellhas base Prime
Tech: Clan / 3050
Config: Biped BattleMech
Rules: Level 3, Standard design
Mass: 75 tons
Chassis: Endo Steel
Power Plant: 300 XL Fusion
Walking Speed: 43.2 km/h
Maximum Speed: 64.8 km/h
Jump Jets: None
Jump Capacity: 0 meters
Armor Type: Ferro-Fibrous
Armament:
1 Medium Pulse Laser
1 LB 5-UAC
2 Adv. Tact. Msl. 12s
2 Laser AMSs*
1 Cylon 30mm KEW
Manufacturer: (New Circe Military Industries)
Location: (New Circe)
Communications System: (NCMI Nokia CRN 131 )
Targeting & Tracking System: (NCMI Omni Sure Track and Shoot 4)
Type/Model: Fjellhas base Prime
Mass: 75 tons
Equipment: Crits Mass
Int. Struct.: 114 pts Endo Steel 7 4.00
(Endo Steel Loc: 1 LA, 2 RA, 1 LT, 1 RT, 1 LL, 1 RL)
Engine: 300 XL Fusion 10 9.50
Walking MP: 4
Running MP: 6
Jumping MP: 0
Heat Sinks: 14 Double [28] 4 4.00
(Heat Sink Loc: 1 RA, 1 LT)
Gyro: 4 3.00
Cockpit, Life Supt., Sensors: 5 3.00
Actuators: L: Sh+UA+LA+H R: Sh+UA+LA+H 16 .00
Armor Factor: 231 pts Ferro-Fibrous 7 12.50
(Armor Crit Loc: 3 RA, 1 LT, 1 RT, 1 LL, 1 RL)
Internal Armor
Structure Value
Head: 3 9
Center Torso: 23 34
Center Torso (Rear): 12
L/R Side Torso: 16 24/24
L/R Side Torso (Rear): 8/8
L/R Arm: 12 24/24
L/R Leg: 16 32/32
Weapons and Equipment Loc Heat Ammo Crits Mass
1 Medium Pulse Laser RA 4 1 2.00
1 LB 5-UAC LA 1 60 7 10.00
(Ammo Locations: 3 LA)
1 Adv. Tact. Msl. 12 RT 8 15 8 10.00
(Ammo Locations: 1 LT, 2 RT)
1 Laser AMS* RT 5 1 1.00
1 Adv. Tact. Msl. 12 LT 8 5 7.00
1 Cylon 30mm KEW CT 0 50 2 1.00
(Ammo Locations: 1 CT)
1 Laser AMS* HD 5 1 1.00
TOTALS: 31 78 68.00
Crits & Tons Left: 0 7.00
Calculated Factors:
Total Cost: 17,344,250 C-Bills