A few years ago, the tiny deciduous enveloped moon of Endor and surrounding space had served as host for Emperor Palpatine's Second Death Star, and his scheme to trap and destroy the Rebel Alliance once and for all. It backfired. The Alliance emerged victorious, the Death Star was destroyed and Lord Vader and Emperor Palpatine were killed by Rebel agents. In the aftermath of that now legendary battle, the galactic landscape altered immensely. The New Order crumbled, and the Empire it supported began to fall apart one swath at a time. All sorts of independent factional entities that had succumb to either the might or influence of the Empire rose from it's ash. As the Rebel Alliance transitioned to the New Republic, adopting a more legitimate visage and began rallying political allies now emboldened to take a public stand against the remnants of the Empire, a fragment of the greater Rebellion splintered off from the coalescing body and occupied the liberated Endor, building it in to their military stronghold. For years after under the leadership of Admiral Ramano and General Garm Bel Iblis, the hold-out Rebel Alliance delivered the Galactic Civil War to the lingering puppet Empire's doorstep. But a few months ago, Ramano disappeared, taking with him much of the momentum and morale of his men, and Iblis himself was left to carry on the torch.
Now, the forces of Imperialism have capitalized on the window of weakness and returned to Endor delivering a vicious overwhelming offensive that for the last couple days has left the Rebel Alliance orbital defenses in ruin. And so the ground invasion begins. . .
The descent through the atmosphere was a rocky affair rich with high stratospheric winds that rocked the relatively cumbersome Imperial Landing Barges. Lacking any aesthetic appeal, the almost boot looking vessels had a somewhat menacing appearance with their 'cleated' undersides and blackened hulls. They dropped in a slightly arced fashion. General Barl Cestiss stood in the cockpit as they punched through the elevated cloud cover, himself making it a cramped affair. To one side in the distance, a larger towering structure stood slumped and smoking, the characteristic world spanning tree cover around it flattened. To the other, a yet unscathed towering defensive structure stood. Barl gave the rooms occupants a light hearted scolding, "Your trajectories are sloppy Lieutenant. The Remnant has beat us to soil. Back to the simulator with you when we mop up here!" he joked while slapping the ship's pilot on the back.
The General then directed his craft's pilot crew to a choice landing zone, then strapped on his charcoal grey blast helmet and awkwardly maneuvered out of the enclosure.
In the cargo hold of the lead dropship, a number of the familiar six-legged walkers bounced slightly, their feet fastened tightly with man sized link chains, in the final seconds of the decline. A number of soldiers themselves clamped tightly in to specialized shock absorption saddle style seating. Barl Cestiss himself was harnessed in amongst a random group of regular Army infantry, delivering a rallying boost of confidence,
". .Fear not 'Lads. We are the professionals. The Dragons.. take care of EVERYTHING! Heh heh!" he stressed referring to the large hexapede war machines with a confident cocky expression and chuckle. "It is the game hunt after I look forward to most!" he then concluded while cocking back the action and inspecting the breech of his personal blaster rifle while troopers around him emulated his operation and exchanged jovial banter.
The Landing Barges smacked the ground in a violent thud, the shockwave of their downward thrust first flattening the tall surrounding tree cover around and the following concussive burst of their actual impact doing the same out in larger circumference. Their towering frontal cargo bay doors at first slowly began to creek open, gaining rapid momentum in a free fall and smacking the ground as immediately after squad sized groupings of infantry began scurrying out accompanied by a number of nervously pivoting and high stepping scout walkers. The force seemed to disappear in to the forest as they surged forward. From the middle two barges, bringing up the rear, a pack of six All Terrain Tactical Enforcers came methodically marching out. As they lumbered forward, they flattened the smaller timbers and blasted away the larger.
They marched on for half an hour as the smaller chicken walkers and infantry masses scurried about ahead of them, slowly approaching the looming defensive bastion ahead, the sole remaining symbol in the system of the Rebel Alliance. Their fate had been sealed with Admiral Ramano's departure. Had he even been present, the combined might of the Imperial Remnant, Sith Empire and Warlord Szymon's assembly would have surely proven overwhelming. An example of the swift rebuilding possible should the fractured entities of the deceased Galactic Empire come together and resuscitate the domineering beast?
The sun had just begun to set as the components of Dragon squad momentarily halted their slow march, the remaining towering Alliance base now within range of their main Mass Driver canons. Their turrets turned each way slightly and barrels angled up and down slightly back and forth, finding range. Satisfied, they held position. A few hundred meters ahead still in the cover of trees, the swarm of scout walkers and Imperial infantry crouched patiently. General Cestiss lay sprawled in the brush peeking through a set of macrobinoculars surrounded by crouched soldiers,
An regular non-com officer with a bulky communications pack crawled near, "Sir! Lord Hale requests his forces be granted the honor of breech!"
The General slightly scoffed, "Bah, this man would take all my glory should I allow him.." he let out in a short burst of discontent, followed by the usual concession, "Very well, we shall prepare the door for him! Heh heh!" he relented and proceeded to grab the receiver hanging from the subordinates pack and order the attack in to it, "Dragon, you may fire at will! Mantis, Hammer, CHAAARRGE!" he bellowed.
The structure stood atop a small hill that'd been entirely cleared long ago. It was defended by a handful of heavy Titan hover tanks and numerous other lighter mobile vehicles. Only the heavy walkers large canons had range to attack from the cover of the forest-scape. Their canons opened up the assault, barking loudly as the barrels recoiled and kicked out an empty shell casing, followed closely by another, and another as the semi-automatic heavy mass drive canon fire begun showering the towering structure itself with round after round from long range, slamming in to the base's shielding. The scout walker composed Mantis armor company and Stormtrooper Battalion Hammer rushed from the cover and up the gently sloped hill, pouring on the attack directly. As the mob closed to range the scout walkers jealously rushed ahead of personnel to absorb the brunt of the defensive barrage, the entire collective surged ahead relentlessly as blaster rifle, heavy laser fire and grenade explosions rocked every meter of the battlefield. . .
-=General Summary=-
Landing Barge Group Nu Hits Dirt in G1 and Deploys Units
TIE Avg OMICRON & ALPHA begin air superiority patrols of G1
Ground Units attack ACOC
Remaining Space Units all HOLD POSITION-=Attack Summary=-
ATTE squad DRAGON (6) attack ACOC Endor Base; ucr 6/10, 60% dmg, 300*0.6 = 180pts dmg
ATST company MATIS (20) attacks 10 (of 50 total ACOC GAVs) Titan Tanks; ucr 6/6, 100% dmg, 600pts dmg
STORMIE battalion HAMMER (200) attacks 10 (of 50 total ACOC GAVs) Titan Tanks; ucr 6/6, 100% dmg, 1000pts dmg
-=Damage Summary=-
ACOC dealt 180pts dmg to Shielding, SCATHED
REBEL TITAN TANK GRP (10) dealt 1600pts dmg, ALL DESTROYED (40 GAVs remain!)
Admiral Ishfan Szymon (+10% Shield/Armor/Hull/Dmg all ships of fleet)Warlords' IPV Squadron
IPV 3; B1, 115/165/165/75
IPV 4; B1, 165/165/165/75
IPV 6; B1, 165/150/150/75
IPV 7; B1, 165/150/150/75 Fleet Escort TIE Avg sqd OMICRON; 480DUR, ATMOS1 CSP BRGs, UCR 9
Imperial Mark I Star Destroyer Serpentor
Shields/Armor/Hull/Systems - 710/1760/1760/800
Location/Activity; B1 UCR; 3
TIE Avg sqd OMEGA; 480 DUR, B1 CSP, UCR 9
TIE Int sqd BETA; 168 DUR, B1 CSP, UCR 10
TIE Int sqd GAMMA; 123 DUR, ATMOS1 patrolling, UCR 10
TIE Int sqd SIGMA; 123 DUR, ATMOS1 patrolling, UCR 10
TIE Int sqd DELTA; 123 DUR, ATMOS1 patrolling, UCR 10
TIE Int sqd KAPPA; 123 DUR, ATMOS1 patrolling, UCR 10
LAMBDA Grp(23) UPSILON; 40ea DUR, B1 patrolling, UCR 5
IMP BARGE Grp(5) NU; 200ea DUR, G1 Landed, UCR 1
IMP ARMY Brigade Anvil (400sqds); 7ea DUR, G1, UCR 6
IMP STORMTROOPER Battalion Hammer (200sqds); 8ea DUR, G1, UCR 6
IMP FLEET TROOPER Brigade Defender (400sqds); 6ea DUR, Barracks, UCR 5
AT-TE SQUAD Dragon (6); 100ea DUR, G1, UCR 6
AT-ST Company Mantis (20); 60ea DUR, G1, UCR 7
IMP SPEEDER Company Lancer (28spdrs); 10ea DUR, G1, UCR 10
Imperial Mark I Star Destroyer Audacity
Shields/Armor/Hull/Systems - 1760/1760/1760/800
Location/Activity; B1 UCR; 3
TIE Avg sqd ALPHA; 480 DUR, ATMOS1 CSP BRGs, UCR 9
TIE Int sqd THETA; 168 DUR, B1 CSP, UCR 10
TIE Int sqd ETA; 168 DUR, B1 CSP, UCR 10
TIE Int sqd ZETA; 168 DUR, B1 CSP, UCR 10
TIE Int sqd IOTA; 240 DUR, B1 CSP, UCR 10
TIE Int sqd CHI; 240 DUR, B1 CSP, UCR 10
LAMBDA Grp(36) EPSILON; 40ea DUR, B1 CSP, UCR 5
IMP BARGE Grp(5) MU; 200ea DUR, Hangar, UCR 1
IMP FLEET TROOPER Division ? (1000sqds); 6ea DUR, Barracks, UCR 5
IMP SPEEDER Company ? (60spdrs); 10ea DUR, Armory, UCR 10
