467 Care Package (1/2)
Paladin Rico remained crouched low among the stalks of green grains with the rest of his comrades. He could hear the thunderous roars and explosions coming from within the toppled walls before him. For the first time since stepping on this virgin land, he felt a sense of fear and unease, but the hymns sung helped eased his troubled mind as he waited patiently for the order to advance with the rest.
A Justice class Warjack puffing steam stormed past his position, the massive war machine trampling the stalks of grains into dust as it marched forward with several other Warjacks. The sudden appearance of the unknown flyers has halted the Protectorate's advance after a light escort airship was taken down, forcing them to change tactics.
Following that, more of the unknown flyers had approached over the week, raining flames down with those incredibly noisy weapons. To evade the unknown flyers, the Protectorate forces in charge of subduing this region had to deploy illusion spells, that allowed the troops to mimic their surroundings under a mirror shield, allowing them to evade the detection of the hostile flyers.
The cost of using such spells was immense, an extravagance that was almost impossible in the Old World with the number of magic crystals that was required. But with the abundance of magic crystals found in the New World, it was actually cheap to cast such a spell over each individual soldier, even the spell lasted for less than a quarter turn of the glass.
And the locals captured or converted over, were interrogated vigorously by the Inquisition, as they sought to discover the identity of those flyers, but what information given was sparse and fragmented. What information that could be pieced together was that the flyers were most likely from a demon worshipping nation seemingly very powerful in certain ways of the magicks, hidden all the way in the south west corner of the New World, called the 'Un An'.
With word sent back of their defeat, the Lord Inquisitor General dispatched more forces forward from the reinforcements sent from their motherland. The original force of two thousand Paladins, one thousand auxiliary soldiers, and a hundred Warjacks were reinforced by twice the amount.
Specialized anti air Warjacks and steam coaches were also deployed, to provide some form of anti air cover for the ground troops while a Penal class heavy air cruiser with two escorts was also dispatched. The airships hung back low to the ground under the cover of illusion spells, as they observed the 'Un An' tactics.
Paladin Rico felt a sense of pride and joy as he watched the backs of the Warjacks smashing down what remained of the walls of the town as they pushed in to drive the heretics out. He sang joyfully with the rest as the command to advance came down and just as he stood up, there was a low rumbling that grew louder and louder coming from skies.
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United Nation Air Force, C - 1 Skyfrieghter, Callsign 'Carrie Zero Niner'
”Coming down for drop off!” The co pilot intoned as he kept a strict eye on flight instruments. ”150... 100... 50...”
”Hold on tight!” The pilot yelled into the comms as he aimed the nose of the transport at the patch of grain fields. ”We only have a limited window!”
”Wakakakakakaa!” The goblin cargo master at the rear tail hatch crackled wildly in reply over the comms. ”Crazy! Me sa love CRAZY! WEeeeee!”
The bulky aircraft came down low, its underbelly just barely eight meters off the ground, its powerful propellers shredding the tips of the green grain as it came barreling down. Its rear cargo hatch had swung open, exposing the cargo inside.
”NOW! DROP IT NOW!” The pilot yelled and the goblin cargo master crackled wildly once more and ripped off the parachute cord that was attached to the cargo and a massive triple parachute system burst out. Instantly, the pallet holding the cargo was dragged out by the force of the wind, sliding the entire pallet with its cargo out of the rear cargo hatch with a piercing shriek of metal and wood.
”Wakakakaaa! Care package for you Smelly Boys!” The goblin yelled into the wind as the C - 1 Skyfreighter pulled up towards the skies. ”Enjoy it, suckers!”
”HQ is gonna have my ass for this shit...” The pilot sighed as he leaned over the side to look out of the cockpit, seeing the results of the drop off. ”Ah... Fark it... this will be worth it!”
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United Nations Army 1st Armour, Unit Zero Two
”HOLD ON TIGHT!” Warrant Officer Sath yelled to his crew as they all felt the sudden jerk. It barely lasted for a few seconds before a mightly crash followed by the wild shaking ride as the MAW they were ploughed through the grain field after being dropped off the rear of the transport plane.
”HOOOOOOLYYYYY SHIIIIIIIIT!” The driver, Corporal Clove screamed as he held on to the hand bars tightly for his life. ”THIS ISSS SUUCCCH AH BAAAD IDEAAAA!”
Finally, the mad shaking came to a halt and the crew let off a relieved sigh. Sath quickly ordered, ”Damage report!”
”All green expect the forward left two's suspension in yellow!” Clove replied as he ran a systems check. ”Detaching parachute!”
”Weapons all green!” The gunner yelled. ”Ready to rock and roll!”
”Bring her up!” Sath replied as he looked through the viewing monitors. ”Let's kick some ass!”
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Paladin Rico stared in confusion at the strange object that fell off the rear of the large flyer. The anti air steam coaches spewed dozens of bolts from its multi pipes, hoping to hit the enemy flyer that offered itself to their Judgement.