Gundam: The Renewed War (Open and Accepting!)

[Phoenix347]

Major Okiru Azukii

Okiru cursed to himself. He wasn't expecting the forces to react this quickly, meaning they had a skillful commander on their hands. He underestimated them again, and he wouldn't make that mistake again here. He saw the unique unit which boosted into the air, noting it and grinned. As the smoke canisters fell in front of his squad mates, he pulled up a layout of the area and the known enemy forces, and saw they were still trailing the evacuees from Odessa. "Davis, Jackson I need a status on those rifles. Titan squad, I need you to begin supressive fire on those advancing toward the Odessa survivors, they are showing their backs to the feds. Ganymede, Callisto, I need you to move forward and concentrate your fire on those new mobile suits." He listened in to their confirmations before reacting to his own units, smoke screen still up. "10 seconds, then let's work fast. I'll be moving in to take on that advanced unit, switch fire and take out any other mobile suit looking to fire. Adjust for thermal imaging and fire on my mark." Without wasting any time, he activated his kampfer's thruster system, watching the limiter turn on. They told him the fuel should last a good 10 mins, but in a battlefield 10 minutes was not a long time. He sent his unit forward through the smoke, turning up more dust to cover his snipers as the fired the unit's experimental machine gun. As he heard, it was designed after a machine gun of the older years, one its enemies nicknamed the 'buzzsaw'. This version lived up to its ancestor as within seconds, two mobile suits and 3 Type-61's were already put destroyed while a third mobile suit was disabled from a beam shot behind him "Davis, readjust aim. Shots too high. Jackson focus on the rear units!" He kept changing his unit's movement, dodging the incoming fire as best he could while making a beeline up to what he assumed was the commander's suit.

Confirmed kills:
1x Big Tray-class
2x RGM-79 GM
3x Type-61 Tank

[Valin the Evil Hedgehog]

Captain Richard Weiss
Titan Squad Commander
[MS-07B-3 Gouf Custom]
{OOC: My post goes back in time just a hair to respond to some earlier stuff since my last post..}

Shortly after reaching cover, Richard had been hailed by a corporal from Ganymede. Charging the enemy? with their numbers and the distance between them was suicide in his mind. "Negative Corporal, stick to cover as best you can and offer support fire for the general retreat." He'd respond over the radio. Sticking to the dune as cover, he'd listen to the cannon fire from Andrei firing over the dune. Confirmed his first hit, it was an impressive feat without a first ranging shot.

With the battle fully underway, he'd been readying to pop out and offer covering fire when an enemy mobile suit entered the top of his field of view, looked like it was boosting up. Adjusting slightly back and to his left to cover Steinhardt from fire, he'd started lining up a shot on it when it emptied it's assault rifle into Renolds. Firing off a few quick shots from his 90mm AR before he'd gotten a solid target lock, he spoke over team com, "Renolds, if you're still alive, ditch the MS." He didn't have much hope, but it looks like the enemy hadn't hit the reactor seeing as it hadn't exploded spectacularly. "Steinhardt, the different model is your primary if you have a shot."

Moving farther to the left out of the cover of the hill quickly. He'd briefly expose himself to fire from the Federation suits as he let loose with the 75mm Gatling and 90mm Assault Rifle where that new model landed. Hearing new orders from the major come it to offer covering fire, he chuckled to himself. He'd already started with a veritable bullet storm heading that new models location. Slowly shifting back towards the dune he'd cut off fire and duck back into the dune to reload the assault rifle while talking to Steinhardt. "You heard the commander, covering fire." Quicky switching channels he'd respond to the commander. "Titan Lead, Orders acknowledged." His Gouf had taken a couple indirect hits but nothing serious while it had been exposed, it seems they had been concentrating more on other targets. Moving over to the right side of the dune this time, he'd begin his cover fire by targeting a number of the GMs with his 90mm, never really sticking to one target for more than a burst or two before switching.

[Positroneidon]

2nd Lt. Andrei Steinhardt [MS-06K]

Picking off another GM on the vanguard, he'd then notice the detachment of three going their way. Reacting to the gung-ho rocketing vanguard, he rose his shield on the left up, though Richard also came to his aid, and it wasn't really pointed at him. " Talk about death flag jinx... Titan-2, roger. " he cursed a little at the disabled squadmate before giving a yes reply.

" Target-of-opportunity insight ! " Syncing with Richard's maneuver and the new order, he'd lean back his unit to a slightly higher standing postion, with the 75mm gatlings folding out. " Fire! " he noted again, unleashing the 6 missiles off the leg attachments towards the remaining Big Tray. Even with the randomness of their target-support with all the minovsky in the air, he'd say some of those are bound to land on those big ship. A 180mm shot would also accompany the rounds, three quarter aimed with a quarter ounce of reflex instinct, to add to the chaos. Those jims with machineguns and vulcans would want to intercept those... or so he thought, hoping the missiles to be baits as the Big Tray doesn't seem like to be able to do it on its own with only clumsy big cannons onboard, if not slugging onto the ship outright.

He'd then quickly switch his attention to swarming the GMs off taking a nice long peace to aim him with the twin 75mm's barrage much like the Gouf Custom's gatling shield just now, as he get his unit back to his entrenched kneeling position and fired a 180mm HE potshot at the cluster of GMs to add to the chaotic fireworks with his suit back into a stance to withstand the cannon's balance-wrecking recoil.

[Sicx Hell]

CPL Ren Valgado
= Zeon : Corporal =

"For the Good of the Earth"

+ A sigh escaped him as Weiss responded. "It was a question....looked like he was going in that direction..." Ironically a similar order would be given to his team. Being in a close ranged mobile suit all he could really do was assault anything that was straying from the enemy group or assaulting their group. A beam signified the destruction of a enemy Big Tray. Look at the Major and all his big toys. Speaking of the devil the Major commanded one of his fellow Ganymede comrades to push forward. So long distance was going to fire a barrage while our squad is in the way? Ren shook his head at the order. Hope they watch their shots. "Hey there Castle. Am I glad to finally regroup with you." The other two units of his current squad consisted two Zaku II's leaving Ren the only Zaku I pilot on the team. He was use to that though. The older machine had served him rather well all this time especially with his few mechanical upgrades.

The joy for seeing his comrades again came mostly from seeing the enemy tank platoon gain support from an MS squad. Castle and Mez came it hot firing upon the enemy units providing decent cover for the three of them to form up again. Once regrouped they began to skirt out of range of the enemy units attempting to divert some of the enemy MS's attention. All while popping shots off at the tanks. Once they lured the enemy Gm's out they would take them down. Or attempt another maneuver if they failed.

"Zieg Zeon!"

Suit:
Zaku I
DMG: 11%
Current Arms:
Heat Hawk
120mm
Shield

[Sicx Hell]

2nd Lt. 'Loki' Naoki Sato
Federation: Second Lieutenant Jasper Squad

"I will Survive."

Naoki finally got his squad out for combat. The wretched sand had done a number on some of the gears on some of their units keeping them out of combat for a good bit of the battle. Finally though they deployed from their trucks and got into the fray. "Okay squad, we've stalled long enough and let them take out one of the Big Trays. This one is on us. Let's put those Zeek bastards in their place. Show them what out Ex- Tank core can do on even footing. Report, Fletcher?" Tank 1 responded. "Haraway?" Tank two reported in. "Dagger?" The other Gm happily reported in. "Let's move out." A few seconds later he caught sight of another blast towards the next Big Tray. No way, not this time. Not while Naoki was on the field. Using his boost he sped up, launching his shield to attempt to block the enemy fire from the bridge. He could only hope that he timed it well enough to save the Big Tray from total destruction. On the return back they'll have to salvage what they can from the other damaged Land ship. Naoki wondered if they could still use the cannons on it.

"Cover me." Dagger's Gm attempted to pepper enemy units down with its bullpup while trying to cover the currently shieldless Naoki. The other two tanks laid fire to keep targets at their distance. "Squad Jasper and Loki have entered the field." The man reported.

Mobile Suit: Rgm 79
DMG 1%
Shield
Beam rifle
Vulcan
Saber
Squad Units:
two tanks
Rgm 79

(( i left the decision up to you whether the shield succeeded or not. It seemed like a BS move but something is better than nothing. Idk what you want to do with it ))

[Phoenix347]

Major Okiru Azukii

"Artillery barrage incoming! We have to move Maj- AGHHHHHH!" The message that came over the com almost stopped his heart. He turned the unit to look back at the hill where he left his squadmates. "Davis, Jackson come in!" The radio static played while several round hit his unit, with slight damage each shot, but nothing major yet. "-coughing- Davis here, we got shelled pretty badly, didn't think they'd fire that quick and well. My unit's taken some damage to the left arm, but Jackson is in a worse situation. Major, the shot hit the unit in the head, and I'm not receiving anything from his com. LEFT!" as he shouted, a shot rang out, hitting a Type-61 attempting to charge him, destroying the unit. Okiru maneuvered his unit around till he got around one of the few rock formations in this desert to lay against, covered from the fire. He pulled up a map and the com system again. "Davis, stop I need you to secure Jackson immediately and retreat, I'll draw their fire as best I can. Also, if you can find a unit with artillery capabilities, use your superior optics and hit the other big tray hard from above." He checked his unit's status. "23 rounds on the machinegun, 60% thruster fuel, damaged right arm;stabilization decreased by 30%. Shotgun fully armed, vulcans fully armed, beam saber fully armed. Guess I'm going in close this time." He turned his unit before activating the thrusters and sped out, firing his machine gun on a line of Lakotas and Type-61 tanks, with no mobile suits in sight. He took out 4 Lakotas and 3 Type-61 tanks before he ran out of ammo and dropped the gun, lightening the load. He pulled out the shotgun and rested it across the unit while he sped forward, knocking out 2 more Lakotas preparing missiles. This battle was looking grim enough, as he speed up to more of those mobile suits and opened fire with the shotgun, destroying one and disabling the other. He cursed at the decreased stability of the arm before he spotted his original prey, the one unit different than the others. "Found you Mr. Federation commander." he burned more fuel bringing it down to 40% as he got behind him and aimed the shotgun behind him.

Confirmed kills:
1x Big Tray-class
3x RGM-79 GM
7x Type-61 Tank
6x M-72 Lakotas

Fatal_Shadow13

[Fatal_Shadow13]

Lt. Commander Marcus Volk


Marcus growled mas he landed into a hail of fire, bring his shield up to protect his unit's cockpit and main camera. His left arm was peppered with bullets, and despite having the the shield up the gundam's face was scared and part of its v-shaped fin broken. The Lt. Commander returned fire fire at the gouf, finding that his left arm wasn't as responsive anymore since weathering that barrage, "Perfect...!" He growled out before seeing the missile launch, guessing the only target worth such a random, the remaining Big Tray, "Missile barrage launcher, shoot them down Lakota unit, GM put those vulcan to goo-"Commander, enemy fast mover moving for your twelve!" Quaid cut him off to warn him of the new unit.

This just kept getting better, he thought, seeing as he was essentially caught between two enemy, one he knew nothing about. Jaeger, Quaid, our orders are to keep moving forward," He reminded them, his voice calm, "I have the Gouf and Zaku behind the dune, you guys get this unknown unit, work together and overwhelm him." 'Don't leave me hanging' was left unsaid as he boosted forward towards the dune, emptying his magazine before throwing the weapon away and drawing his beam saber in one motion, his would be determined at close range.

Meanwhile the Lakotas opened up on the missiles with their mounted machine guns, managing to knock out four missile before they exceed the jeeps' firing arcs. The bridge crew had a front seat two the remaining missiles as they streaked towards the land battleship, the design flaw of having no point defense weaponry felt painfully at that moment. The commander of the battleship tracked the trajectories of both projectiles and noted that one would strike the Big Tray's thick frontal armor, while the second was heading straight for the bridge. He muttered something under his breath about seeing his family soon when something improbable happened. A MS shield sailed up threw the air and intercepted the second missile, exploding spectacularly, causing no damage to the bridge other that a few cracked panels of glass, the other missile impacted against the thick, sloping armor of the Big Tray's front, which held against the single missle. The commander was silent for two full seconds before standing up from his command chair, "Put that magnioficient son of a b***h in for a commendation," He said to someone, trusting that they would before grabbing the intercom phone, "Main gunnery, tell me that you finally have that damned Gallop zeroed in." He received an affirmative, it had taken long enough, they'd been looking for it since the battle started, "Then what are you waiting for, fire at will and blow those Zeon bastards back to Side 3!" Moments later his order as carried out, and the huge twin cannons boomed out, drowning out the sounds of battle in front of the Big Tray for a second as the shells sailed over the battlefield and slammed into the rear of the Gallop, blowing the rear mounted cannon to hell and igniting the munitions inside. The resultant explosion was big enough to engulf the Magella Attacks and Zaku team left behind to guard it. "We're pulling back, they're bleeding just as much as we are now, signal all forces to disengage and pull back, Gunnery, provide covering fire for all retreating units, And someone get me a casualty report on the Thermopylae!" A red flare was launched from the Big Tray-class Marathon, signalling all Federation units to pull back, The remaining Lakotas and T-65's pulling back first, reversing and firing suppression barrages to aid the Mobile Suit unit in extricating themselves from combat.


Confirmed Kills:
Gallop-class Land Battleship: 1
Zaku II: 8
Magella Attack Tank: 7

Suit:
RX-79[G] Gundam Ground Type
Current Arms:
100mm Machine Gun
Beam Saber (x2)
Chest Vulcan and Multi Launcher
Small Shield
Armor Integrity:90%

[Phoenix347]

Major Okiru Azukii

He watched as his prey bolted away from him and out of the effective range of his shotgun, then as the Big Tray fired its cannons, lodging themselves over to the Gallop. At first it looked like they only hit a turret, but the resulting explosion proved otherwise. He clentched the pistol grips as he turned his unit and sprayed the Type-61 tanks around him, knocking out several more. He used the thrusters and moved around a coupld GM untis before letting loose his remaining shells, as the mobile suits fell over from the damage. Now with a red flare flying through the air, having lost much of their forces. He speed his suit to the remaining Big-Tray, and pulled his beam saber. Thankfully it deployed and he sank the bright green blade striking deep into the bowel before he pulled it out and retreated, using his remaining thruster fuel. He watched as the rear exploded from the strike. It wasn't a complete destruction, but that unit would need a serious overhaul to be put back into service. He stopped his unit still close to the Titan squad leader. His group wasn't in the best of shape either, with only a couple of Zakus and wappas left from Odessa, he knew he'd get a reprimand from command when he reported this. He opened up a com channel to the remaining units; "All forces, this is Major Azukii. The mission was a failure, retreat with the remaining forces. Report back to base immediately. Azukii out." he shut off the com system for the rest of the trip and after picking up the rifle he left, started his trek with the other forces.

Confirmed kills:
2x Big Tray-class
2x RGM-79 GM
13x Type-61 Tank
6x M-72 Lakotas

[CloudedFire]

Lieutenant John Jaeger

[5 minutes before retreat flare]

A trail of airborne sand follow John as he boosted across the desert to the battle field. He took him a while to he shipped over to Odessa and he wanted to make up for lost time. 92000 kg's of thrust pushed the 76 ton mobile suit at alarming speeds. The fist Zaku never saw it coming as the GM Striker cleaved the green machine in half with it's spear. Two more remained in the immediate area.

One of the Zaku's opened fire with it's 105mm machine gun, while the other acted on panic and charged with it's heat hawk. The first would find the gun ineffective against the Striker's heavy armor, while the other would learn to never get in close to a CQC type suit. John brought the Striker's shield up and caught the heat hawk. Then in one fluid motion ran the Zaku through with the spear. By this time the remaining Zaku had stopped firing. Seeing no other option the Zaku dumped everything it could into it's thrusters and boosted up and backwards in hope of escaping the Striker. But the Striker was designed to close the gap and had more thrust capacity in it's backpack alone, the leg thruster just adding insult, to catch the older model Zaku. And doing just that the Striker cut down the fleeing Zaku mid air.

Before John could pursue further targets the flare signaling retreat popped over head and it appeared the Zeon were doing the same. John followed the other GM's out of the combat zone and would regroup with his new team leader at base.

[Sicx Hell]

2nd Lt. 'Loki' Naoki Sato
Federation: Second Lieutenant Jasper Squad

"I will Survive."

A large grin came across his face as his shield successfully blocked the attack. The object was rendered utterly useless now but it served exceedingly well. Seeing a few damaged GM's he found that their shields were rather useless to the destroyed mechs. His machine boosted over at rather fast speeds and picked one shield up. As he did so he heard and order from the commanding officer to get a commendation for him. Certainly something he wasn't expecting, he was unsure about whether the man was serious or not. The battle seemed far from over but it seemed that Marcus didn't want any more damage. For now it looked like a draw.

With some bitterness he cursed and fired some rounds aimlessly to keep pursuing units away. "Fall back, grab what you can.... we'll use our fallen comrade's weapons to avenge them soon enough. Tsk." He was upset that he came in so late and that they were retreating. He felt there was more that could be done. The tanks left first and then Dagger, Naoki slowly falling back.

Mobile Suit: Rgm 79
DMG 1%
Shield
Beam rifle
Vulcan
Saber
Squad Units:
two tanks
Rgm 79

[Sicx Hell]

CPL Ren Valgado
= Zeon : Corporal =

"For the Good of the Earth"

+ The fight didn't last long with only minor damage inflicted to either of them by the time the fight was forced to end. A large amount of shelling came from the remaining Big tray and their protection target fell miserably. Mission failure. Ren cursed and hit his screen. "No damn it!" They were fighting so hard it looked like they were winning. Castle got a lucky shot on the hyper bazooka Gm's unit and they began retreating while laying fire. The unit took the shot to the face but the pilot bailed as the machine laid in a wreck on the ground. Mez lead the way back. This was a sore loss for them. If only he had fought harder.

"Zieg Zeon!"

Suit:
Zaku I
DMG: 11%
Current Arms:
Heat Hawk
120mm
Shield

[Valin the Evil Hedgehog]

Captain Richard Weiss
Titan Squad Commander
[MS-07B-3 Gouf Custom]
{OOC: Well there went the entire Zeon non-squad force in one post... When did we get more than 3 Magella Attack Tanks?}

Richard had nearly finished emptying his clip into the enemy GM force. Only one was actually disabled, but several damaged from the 90mm rounds. As he was about to start to reload he quickly raised the Gouf's shield to block the incoming rounds from the same suit that had almost certainly killed Renolds boosting his way. Quickly disengaging the Gatling from the shield as he noticed the exposed barrels taking some shots rendering it useless, he boosted back away from the weapon assembly a short distance to give himself time to draw his Heat Sword as soon as he saw the enemy drop it's rifle, himself doing the same. An empty rifle would be of no help in a fight this close. Shifting the shield back into proper position to cover the 35mm machine gun, he'd make a quick dash forward to meet the Ground Type Gundam head on. A careful eye on his positioning meant that he was blocking it from getting any shots on his only squad mate left.

A small grin would creep it's way onto the otherwise serious face of the Zeon captain. The chaos of the battlefield may have been around them, but his objective right here was clear. Kill the unit supposedly identified as the enemy commander. Beginning an assault of slashes, Richard tried to overpower the enemy suit using the Gouf's brute strength to force an opening in the enemies guard. "Steinhardt, I want you ready to unload everything you've got left aimed at my position. Fire on my signal." He was fighting under two basic concepts, one was your standard sword-fighting technique. Stick to the slashes until you had an opportunity for the kill blow, the stab. They were considerably harder to block than your standard slash. The second was two-fold. Keep the enemy from having a firing line on Andrei, and to set up the enemy for fire from.

Listening to the retreat order come in over the coms, He had little choice but to focus on the fight at hand. Getting ready to end this fight be it a disengagement or a dead enemy Richard started a stab towards the Ground Type Gundam, while shouting over the radio. "Fire now!' Cutting the feint short, he'd dive his Gouf Custom off to the side, taking advantage of the boosters to get out of the way of incoming fire quicker, while unloading with the 3-barrel 35mm machine gun now that he had distance between the enemy and himself. If the enemy suit survived, he had little doubt it would try to disengage from the fight allowing his squad to do the same.

[Positroneidon]

2nd Lt. Andrei Steinhardt [MS-06K]

His barrage didn't work out as good as he thought it would be ; the big tray stands still, not to mention the allied side's gallop is slugged, which means their troops morale is now in more of a tatters than theirs. " Damnit ! " yelled Andrei as he continues to takedown GM after GM units, pinning them down to bunker themselves with their shields before the 180mm penetrate through them whole, or get hornetted by the gatling fire outright. Increasing his killcount to 6 with the squad leader helping him to drive the enemy's line to chaos, and preventing him receiving damage save for minor machinegun bullet hits and grazes to the shield knuckle or shoulder armors.

Another alarm ping rings, notifying him of an incoming enemy. " Geh, that v horn is back, 12 o' clock. Captain ! " he relayed over the comm, before receiving his order, the script for their turn. The head matches the rumors of the white devil "Gundam", but it does not really matter, at least not now, not to him. " Roger ! " he replied short, paying little attention to the retreat order. With the nearby enemy thinned out and are doubling back too, he can focus on this supposed to be bigshot for the spur of the moment, readying his front-facing weapons by moving the control sticks, ready for the signal.

" Here's Renolds' share on the house, Gundam ! " he jerked with a warcry at the signal as he pressed on both control sticks , with the two gatlings blazing at the higher parts of the unit and the side torso without the gouf respectively, positioned with the manipulators holding the gatlings' handle to be able to follow his reflex quicker(and closer to the enemy MS) regardless of his dodge direction of choice. The 180mm would fire straight to the heart, the cockpit of the unit. Should he dodge the cannonshot from this distance, the explosion might still be able to hinder or hit his rear, either way allowing the gouf custom to continue should they're still going to do it.

[Fatal_Shadow13]

Lt. Commander Marcus Volk


Though Marcus noticed the flare on his rear camera, there was little he could do about it, he had already committed himself to a sword fight with the Gouf. From this distance he could tell it was a custom job, which suggested an ace or a enemy commander, great, didn't begin to describe how he felt right then, but it was all he had time to think before the melee began. Its assault was fast a vicious, capitalizing on the Gouf's superior strength and custom tuning, as well as the skill of its pilot, forcing Volk on the defensive, parrying where he could with his beam saber and blocking with his shield, the heat sword eating away at the already damaged shield at an alarming rate.

But that didn't mean that Marcus didn't give as good as he got, he had expert knowledge of the capabilities of his suit, as well as the skill to exploit them. The guy was good, but so was Marcus as he slashed back, keeping the other pilot in a stalemate until the Gouf Custom made for a stabbing jab. Marcus made himself ready to sacrifice his unit's shield and arm to entrap the heat sword and end the fight with a jab of his own to the other unit's cockpit. He was caught flat footed then when the Gouf rocketed off to the side, "A feint!?" He shouted, remembering the other zaku with the cannon, rocketing to the other side just as the shelld blitzed right where his cockpit had just been. What had been intended to kill him outright had managed to take his unit's left arm off below the shoulder, "Aghh! DAMMIT!!!" He shouted as the screen to his left blew out, glass cutting his face just below his eye.

Marcus knew he could continue this, not with the odd continuing to grow against him, he had to escape back to his own forces. He boosted, dumping everything into the thrusters as he fired every single smoke grenade his multi-launcher had left to create an adequate smoke screen for himself as he made for his own squad, breathing raggedly from the adrenaline from coming so close to his own death.


Confirmed Kills:
Gallop-class Land Battleship: 1
Zaku II: 8
Magella Attack Tank: 7
OCC: My question is why weren't there more?

Suit:
RX-79[G] Gundam Ground Type
Current Arms:
100mm Machine Gun
Beam Saber (x2)
Chest Vulcan and Multi Launcher
Small Shield
Armor Integrity:60%

[Positroneidon]

2nd Lt. Andrei Steinhardt [MS-06K]

Following the initial assault, Andrei continues to fire his weapons, although being noticed by the hostile makes it harder for him, not to mention the smokescreen bubbling up. The enemy has fled, it'd be but a retarded suicide if they pursue, even though the enemy's some kind of bigshot. Ain't worth a damn to him. Clicking his tongue, he'd stop firing, with his barrage not enough to dispel all the thick smoke. The possibilit " Sorry, captain. " he relayed over the comm, walking backwards awaiting for his squad leader too to retreat as per the orders, before going to rendezvous with the remaining zeon convoy they're with.

His camera hovered around the perimeter, particularly seeing the left behind wreckages and casualties, the fire and puffing smokes. Renolds has been silent all this time, which means he's very likely to be included there. It was but another sickening view of war. Though faint, he was also keeping an eye out for survivors, from either side. Getting shanked in the rear when retreating is not funny, and is as possible as anything out in the field. " Not quite something I'll get used to anytime soon huh... " he frowned, walking away from the battlefield.