Battle of Coronet P1
The streets were absolute chaos.
Civilians were screaming and running in every direction, trying to get away from the enemy that seemed to be coming from everywhere. Emergency services were trying to direct them on evacuation routes, but the Republic Forces would quickly catch on, blocking the streets and taking prisoners.
You were currently sprinting down the Stock-exchange street, rushing from defensive position to barricade, trying to keep up the spirits of weary defenders, piecing together what was happening around the city, and doing your best to rally a formidable force to drive the NLR Troops out of the Capital City.
You were met with little success. So many in the Command structure were dead or MIA, Alliance soldiers were running around the city, unclear of their orders and cut off from communications while panicking civilians were everywhere.
As you ran, you were also speaking into your radio, trying to contact the last known commanding officer within Coronet.
“No,” You say impatiently, loading your rifle as you moved. “I’m trying to reach Major Reagan, the Marines said-”
“Incoming INCOMING!”
You dive for cover behind a nearby pillar, as a New Lunar Republic Raven-Class gunship makes run down the street, machine guns blazing and missiles firing, taking out a police cruiser being used for cover by a couple of militia-men. Once the helicopter was away, a police officer shouted.
“Look out! They’re attacking the barricade!”
You swear under your breath, sliding behind a large cement road-block that was part of the barricade. Looking over your cover, you spot a group of NLR soldiers, both human and pony, moving down the street sides and sticking to cover. You put the rifle to your shoulder and pull the trigger, firing the weapon in several steady bursts. You were rewarded with one of the attackers stumbling to the ground, blood seeping from his chest. The rest of the Republic soldiers returned fire, making a suppressing pattern that made everyone on the barricade take cover. These guys were good, better than normal soldiers. As the bullets banged off your concrete cover, you became vaguely aware that a voice was responding to you over the radio.
“What was that? I didn’t copy!”
You turn to a crouch, listing intently to what was being said.
“Well then who’s next in Command?”
Your eyes widen in shock.
“What do you mean I am?!”
Before the soldier on the other end could respond, one of the Police Officers manning the baradade shouted,
“There’s too many of them!”
One of the soldiers next to you falls, victim to Republic gunfire. Your heart is now pounding in your chest, and blood is roaring in your ears.
“Fall back!” You order, not that it mattered. The Militia force that had been on the defensive was now fleeing for their lives.
You mutter something about how undisciplined such a force was, until you catch sight of something that makes your blood run cold. The NLR Gunship had returned for another attack, and was now headed your way.
Your training suddenly clicked, along with a basic human action to do in such a danger; you ran for your life.
It wasn’t like the panicked flight of the others, it was a crouch run, staying in cover from the Republic troopers as you moved to a nearby building. You kick the door in, rushing inside as you hear the screams of the militia as they were mercilessly gunned down by the helicopter’s guns. You wince at the sound, but know there’s nothing you can do for them now.
The building you enter is a large warehouse, one with many boxes and supplies that looked they belonged in offices or schools.
For the moment, it looks clear; and you take the moment of peace to catch your breath.
The reality of the situation finally settles on you.
Coronet is under siege…. I’m in command of coordinating the defense…. And all our forces are either scattered or dead…. A great first day on the job.
Before you can actually decide what to do next, your radio comes alive.
“This is Colonel Davis to any Alliance Command Officers in Coronet, do you copy over?”
It’s takes a few heartbeats before you recognize the name as the same man who had sent you the message before you arrived in Coronet.
“Colonel, It’s me,” You mentally facepalm yourself, realizing he wouldn’t know you by your voice. “The new Minuteman.”
“Holy shit, you’re still alive kid?” He asks. ”Well, that’s the first piece of good news I’ve heard all day. What’s the situation down there Commander?”
“Not good,” You reply, making a major understatement. “Command structure has gone to hell, our units are all scattered, and the NLR’s got us surrounded.”
“Who’s in charge down there?”
“I am, apparently.” You say, making no effort to hide the bitterness in your voice.
“Well then,” Davis replies. “I guess you can consider this your first job as a Minuteman. Are you wearing the uniform that was issued to you?”
“Yes sir.”
“Activate the small screen right above your left wrist.” You raise an eyebrow, and look at the area that the Colonel had instructed. Sure enough, a small computer screen was visible on your sleeve. You press the button, and it hums to life. At first, it’s just a white screen, but it suddenly comes into focus, showing a detailed map of your surrounding area and streets, a green arrow showing your position.
“This is your Tactical Map Display,” Davis explains. “All of your tactical information will show up here. Everything from friendly units, hostile forces, objectives, and available fire support. You can also give your units direct orders using the touch screen. Gotta love the tech us Minutemen are given, eh?”
Though you wouldn’t admit it, you were dutifully impressed, it was more high tech than anything else you’ve used in the field.
“Alright, down to business.” The Colonel’s voice turns serious. “Reinforcements are on the way, but you need to hold off the Jackboots until then. There’s a squad of Rangers near your position, your first objective is to link up with them. I’m marking a waypoint on your TacMap now. Remember, our forces are stretched to the limit here, so the Rangers are all you’ve got for now.”
A blue dot appears on the screen, just a block away from your own current position.
“Understood sir, I’m moving now.”
You started forward, now feeling a surge of energy with the knowledge of this new technology. You quickly reach the other end of the warehouse, and crouch beside a window. Outside, a small Republic Patrol is taking a small break from battle. From what you can see, there are two Earth ponies, one Unicorn, three Pegasi, and a human Lieutenant.
According to your TacMap, the Rangers are in the building right across the street, though you can’t see them.
“The Rangers are currently hiding in that building,” The Colonel’s voice comes to your ears “Units that are in hiding will not engage enemy forces unless specifically ordered to.”
You bring your radio up, opening a channel to the Rangers.
“Smoke ‘em.”
The other building suddenly lit up, as the Soldiers opened fire on the unsuspecting Lunars. The opposing troops never stood a chance, mowed down in a hail of bullets before they could even raise their weapons.
Once all the firing stopped, four camouflage-garbed humans came out of the opposing building, armed with M-4’s. Once you’re sure the coast is clear, you walk out to join them. The lead Ranger saluted,
“We’re ready for orders Commander.”
“Good.” You switch channels on your radio. “Colonel, I’ve rendezvous with the Rangers.”
“Nice work, I think you’ve got the hang of the TacMap now, sorry your training had to be in the field. But on the bright side, I managed to find you some more support.”
Two more blue dots appear on your TacMap, and you look down the street to see a pair of heavily armored vehicles approaching.
“These two beasts are Challenger Tanks, a little outdated, but they should do just fine.”
Fine? At the moment, the two heavy tanks were the most beautiful things you’d ever laid eyes on.
“But, with every speck of good news, there is… well OTHER news. One of our Bradley APC’s is engaged with an enemy platoon about one click north of your position.”
“By itself?”
“No, it seems that another group is assisting the transport but we haven’t been able to raise them. They could be Militia.”
“Alright, we’ll head up there and lend a hand.”
“Commander be advised, a Lunar light armored unit is approaching from the Southeast, they might be moving to flank you.”
You consider your situation for a moment, then bring up your TacMap, ordering your two tanks to engage the armored unit.
“Roger that Commander,” One of the Tanks replies. “We’ll kill ‘em.”
As the tanks move to execute the order, you motion to the Rangers.
“Squad, on me, let’s move.”
You move your small force with surprising speed, as you head toward the position of the fighting.
You round a corner to see the fighting…
Then you stop suddenly, shocked. What you were seeing didn’t make sense.
You saw ponies fighting… other ponies?
On one side you saw the NLR platoon, the Equines clad in their dark colors.
But next to the APC, fighting off the Republic forces were other Equines, except these were wearing the uniforms and colors of the Alliance.
Before you could think too much about it, you hear Colonel Davis’s voice over the radio.
“Commander, I’ve managed to scrap you a Predator Drone, it’s overhead and ready to provide fire support.”
You decide to put the Mystery aside for now, as the symbol of the Predator appears on your TacMap. You press it, and a whole new overhead view of the battle comes on-screen, with red squares signifying enemy soldiers.
Testing the device, you gingerly press the screen on an area with red squares. Suddenly, a missile flew down from the sky, exploding right in the middle of an NLR squad. You’re taken aback for a moment, shocked at what had just happned.
“Good hit,” Davis Comments. “Looks to be about three kills.”
You quickly compose yourself, then fire another missile.
“Wow, looks like ten-plus KIA’s. Nice job.”
Now the Lunars were starting to pull back, their moral broken due to the death raining from above.
“Hit them one more time,” One of the Rangers smirked. “For good measure.”
Smiling a bit yourself, you send down one more missile on top of your retreating enemy.
“Nice. Seven-plus kill, Nice work. We gotta recall the Predator to re-arm, so it will be unavailable for fire support.”
“Copy all.” You say.
Now that the Lunars had fallen back, You were able to contemplate the mystery of your new friends.
One of them, an Alabaster Unicorn with blue hair and a pair of sunglasses, approach you.
“Hey man,” She said, smiling. “Thanks for the help.”
“No problem….” You say cautiously.
“I’m Captain Scratch,” She says, giving a half hearted salute. “Pony Auxiliary Corps of the Alliance.”
“She’s telling the truth Commander,” Davis says, making you wonder if he’s constantly monitoring you. “She’s on our side.”
Ponies who aren’t trying to kill me? You think. Never thought I’d see the day…
“Pleasure to meet you Captain.” You say.
“Aw, just call me Vinyl,” The Mare says, waving dismissively. “I never was one for titles like that.”
“Uh, ok Vinyl, what’s the status of your unit?”
“Well, you got here just in time. There’s about twenty of us in total, plus the APC we, uh, ‘borrowed’.”
“Are you combat ready?”
“Hell ya we are!” Vinyl pumps a hoof in the air. “Just say the word, and we’ll help ya take down these Nighttime Bozos.”
You were about to say yes, when your radio buzzed.
“Commander, we have a situation.” It’s the Colonel. Again. “We have a large number of civilians trying to get out of the city, but a Republic force is moving to intercept them. If you send Captain Scratch to help, the civilians will be able to get out of the city without a problem. If you take her along, the civies will be defenseless, but you’ll have extra support.”
“It’s your call Commander.”
1. Let’s go kick ass! (Take Vinyl as Co-Commander)
2. No, we have to make sure the Civilians get out safely. (Send Vinyl to help Civilians)
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Hmm, letting the civvies die would make your people hate the nlr with even more passion. Bring vinyl with you.
If 20 soldiers + 1 apc can escort the civvies without a problem then i think they can handle themselves if a couple of em got guns. Take Vinyl as Co-Commander.
2. Letting civvies die would be a blow to morale which is most likely low because a attack on their capital.
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1 hey we need help we must win sory
Go with the civvies.
I don't want a hole in my good guy morale streak
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If a solder can't protect the lives of the civilians which he is traned to protect then thet solder soudn't be a solder at all.
civies first.
1819885
Just curious, you voted for Ruthless right?
And now you want to save civilians?
#2 Go with helping citizens, in the long run they can help boost production and troops, plus great propoganda for us to abhore the Lunar Xenos!
2 it'll help in the long run with Morale.
2. Defend the civilian population.
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I picked out what I wanted from Ch. 1
1836645
FINALLY!
I was wondering if anyone would get the reference!
Here's a cookie
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Saving a group of civilians would be pointless if we lost Coronet.
By attacking civilians, the NLR will be demonized in the eyes of HA citizens.
It will be a simple matter to imply that Luna has become Nightmare Moon again.
Fighting a nation crying for an end to conflict would have had a negative effect on military moral and public opinion.
Fighting a nation under the rule of an eldritch goddess that everyone despises will inspire the people to enlist in droves
and fight with greater fervor.
1. Definetly.
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you have called down the thunder, Commies(?).
what is the status of our icbm silos? if good, prepare to launch at THEIR capital, see how they like havin a disorganized command
1869385
Well It'd be a very short series if I just had Humanity nuke everyone
And no, there are no commies.....
yet
1870263
nice... your the first person to know what icbm stands for before I tell them. I guess I just misunderstood the NLR, almost everything about them screams communist to me. This IS based on C&C: Generals, right? Also, I am willing to try to write the Solar Empire story if you still need someone for that.
1895912
Haha, the NLR is not Communist by any means, though their fanatical devotion could be seen as similar.
I plan this to be Similar both Generals and Red Alert in certain ways, but being unique at the same time.
As for the Solar Empire story, I'm in contact with a couple others, but I'd love to have more people on Board. PM me if you're really interested
1896040
I was hoping NLR would be Nod. I wanted my stealth tank. X-/
From you, to Seth, to...*BLAM!*
OH, GREETINGS THERE FINE COMMANDER! WE ART PRINCESS LOONA!!! OH, AND CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR FIELD PROMOTION!
2 definetly protect those that cannot defend themselves
Needs moar.
sooo....5 take her with you and 14 save the civilians.....I wonder which will win?
oh boy! IS IT TIME FOR THE DIALOGUE WHEEL?!?
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lol, as a former member of the US Army, this isn't even a real decision. Not protecting the civies would result in a date with a tribunal. Protect the civies at all costs.
2662516
As a current member of the United States Air Force, I totally know what you mean haha
That's why this is unrealistic of course.
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Your mission objective is to assist in Civilian evacuation and secure the city. By sending Scratch out to protect the civilians you may also be linking up with other Alliance forces doing the same or who are disorganized and moving with the civvies.
So 2
Your Ranger squad is sufficient for taking on most threats as long as you have anti Armor capabilities and keep yourself stealthy and focus on ambushing manageable enemy units.
EDIT: Should also be pointed out that the morale of your soldiers will suffer knowing that you just willingly left civilians to be rounded up and enslaved. For all they know family members are being captured or killed and it doesn't bode well for oneself to be viewed as heartless when you are directly interacting with your men like this.
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#2.
I could have pulled a victory out of my ass already.
Current taly is.
1: 5
2: 20
The civis mans the factorys that make your armaments and they beeds potential trops.
SAVE THOSE CEVILIANS COMANDER.
1819885
1821968
You said WHAT about saving civis not being ruthless?
1: 5
2: 21
1896040
Obviously the NLR is the Empire of Japan from Red Alert 3. They have crazy high levels of technology, and they don't have much in the way of navel doctrine. I could see the NLR tanks rolling onto the land from the water as the Japanese do in RA 3.