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Planet 3x1

The Cassiopeian Commonwealth was once again challenged by the Sephrion Empire for a wargame.

In the last installment the Commonwealth quite frankly, obliterated the Sephrions in space. This apparently caused an entire shakeup of their military, apparently, I might be wrong. The Commonwealth meanwhile went on like nothing happened, it was another random day in the busy life of the Commonwealth and indeed, nothing special was happening.

And then, this.

The Ministry of Defence was given a letter by the Sephrions, another challenge. This time on the ground and this time, on turf of their choosing. The Empire chose a hilly planet filled with... hills. It would be 70 v. 70, the best the Commonwealth could muster and the best the Empire could muster. Now, while the Navy of the Commonwealth was considered the best in the region (and by best the only since they were ISOLATED) the Army was... not so much. The Army wasn't as trained as the Navy but it was nevertheless competant.

And now, there were 70 Cassiopeian soldiers. Ten of them were top notch snipers ready to shoot anything. Another ten were gunner folk with fancy machine guns o' doom and the rest were... riflemen.

On the Sephrion side, 70 soldiers armed with power suits and swords. Ah crap.

The leader for the Cassiopeian side was Captain Joe Elliot. He was one of the more experienced leaders, and by experienced I mean he was trained by the Academy. He looked at his fellow men. "Gentlemen, we face the Sephrions in fake combat. We must try our best, and even if we do lose, at least we're not dead!"

"Huzzah!"

The soldiers were basically armed with Battlefied 2142-esque armour. The riflemen carried E-11 rifle lookalikes, the snipers used disrupter stuff, and the gunners had had knockoffs of those Snowtrooper machine gun posts that was used in the Empire Strikes Back... don't look at me like that.

The gunners were set up in the front, with the snipers far far far away from them, laying down and waiting while the soldiers helped protect the gunners.

And so, they waited... alot.

brother captain sam smith of Praetonian chapter of space marines said for the imperium 70 terminators werlined up on top of the hill
of the vetren first company battle brothers i want tatical sqauds of 7 split up and close on the enemy yes broter captian came the reply

Joe paused. "I heard about these Sephrions, not too bright on tactics." He looked at his men. "Gunners, do a little C thing."

He then looked at one of his Sergeants. "Sergeant Bob Bobby, I want you to take ten of your men and find one of these Sephrions. After you find them, you know what to do right? We're not dealing with normally armoured soldiers. Hm?"

Bob Bobby nodded. "I understand. All right men, let's go get these guys."

Thus, he and ten of his men decided to go hunt for Sephies, armed only with E-11s and all that normal soldiers stuff, they went looking... and stuff. Man my post sucks.

Meanwhile the snipers just sat there, while the soldiers and gunners waited for an attack from all sides.

brother tyco said imprial sting trap epslion to his tatical sqaud

the 7 terminators formed up and behind 7 hills

Joe's squad has been searching for a while, and so far, nothing.

"This is wrong." Bob said to himself. "Very wrong." He looked around and saw where he was approaching, a large gap with seven hills surrounding it. He raised his brow. "... hm." He looked at his men. "Johnny, take seven of the soldiers with you into that large gap. Just walk in there and stuff."

Johnny gulped for he was just a green. "... okay."

While Bob Bobby hid, Johnny and the rest of the squad went into the giant gap awaiting their doom.

tyco noded and the sound of storm bolters firing up on the 7 enemy soldiers could be heard

The snipers grinned. "... and gotcha."

All of a sudden the snipers that were on the high hills fired on the seven Praetorians. Simulations of disrupter beams headed towards the heads of the poor saps who fell for the Cassiopeian trap, of course there were casualties, three men were taken down while the rest ran away to Bob Bobby.

The three men were obviously not happy about this. "Aww, that sucks! We were shot." Said all three of them in their various ways.

Bob smiled faintly. "I had a feeling. Men let's go back to base and warn them."

And so they ran, they ran away like hell.

all 7 Praetorians were out of the game

the 62 of the Praetorians said fuck this i say we launcha full blown assault where as the brother captain thought those snipers are a pain he spoke battle brother dante where the nearest tunnel entrance behind you brother captainsaid the space marin i want 3 sqaud flanking meuvers use the tuuenels to sneak up on thier postion yes brother captain

The seven men arrived back at the base, the soldiers waiting on edge for an attack by the Sephrions. Bob was gasping for breath with the other soldiers.

Joe, the Captain, ran to Bob. "Bob!" He said. "I heard gunfire! What happened!?"

Bob settled down. "We lost three men to gunfire. I had a feeling we might've been ambushed and I send the squad ahead. They're looking for us, I recommend that we wait it out. It's too risky."

Joe pondered things. "Hmm... no. I'm willing to take another risk. Bob go out again, see if you can find another squad."

He then looked at ten other soldiers. "Go to the snipers. They might need protection later on, and you guys can do good."

The ten soldiers nodded and ran to the snipers, Joe then looked at Bob. "Go out hunting for more of these guys, and this time try to do what we talked about hm?"

Bob nodded, and so, he and his six men went out to the hilly landscape again, searching for another group of men to hunt. Maybe the Commonwealth does have a chance.

a sqaud of 21 Praetorians emerged behind a sniper and fired up on him with thier heavy bolters

"OH NIG-"

That sniper and the soldier next to it was out of the game, alas, there would be payback. The nine snipers and nine soldiers heard the gunshots, they suddenly turned around and saw the 21 Praetonians just standing there. Four of them decided to roll down the hill and run back to base while the other five and nine soldiers started to shooting their rifle thingies at the heads of those Praetonians, they should've just gone down and hide.

Meanwhile one of the four snipers that rolled back to base approaced the Captain. "Captain! The Sephrions are going to approach from the back, there's five snipers and nine soldiers over there holding them off, but we need to get ready for an attack."

Joe Elliot's eyes opened in shock. "What?! Snipers, hide in the brush, soldiers, get ready, gunners, KEEL EVERYTHING THAT MOVES."

The soldiers got more alert then ever while the gunners were also waiting to spin their little laser machineguns. Meanwhile, the four snipers took poisitions to the north, south, east, and west of the camp.

The Commonwealth will not lose.

By the throne,these guys are good were down another 11 battle brothers all remaing battle brother retreat to the tunnells the storms come

The storms, oh the storms. The storms were a deadly thing really. I don't know how they're deadly, but they're deadly. Of course the wargame wouldn't be cancelled because of a storm, oh no, it would continue underground.

The sixty five remain men went into the tunnels. Indeed, the 47 soldiers, 9 snipers, and 10 gunners, went underground. The gunners carried their large weapons in hand while the snipers were fumbling about in the tunnels. Nevertheless Joe wouldn't let this get him down. He looked at his men packed up and decided to divide them into units. He got divided the men into four units of 12 soldiers, two gunners, and two snipers.

This of course left Joe with the leftovers of one snipers, two gunners, and 10 soldiers.

The other sergeants meanwhile got 12 soldiers, two snipers, and two gunners. Yah that's it.

Joe looked at Sergeant Bobby Bob. "Okay... so we're underground now. Bob, send go with four of your men and start looking around. I'll keep you cover from behind."

Bob nodded and went around the corner with his four riflemen. They went slowly around the corner and went up. Meanwhile Joe and his squad waited for something to happen, with his gunners adopting pistols in this environment.

The rest of the force meanwhile decided to set up a makeshift camp and await a Seph attack if it came.

Things would get interesting now.

i want hunter teams he said powersords
bolters wold lead the enemy right to us
2 20 man team and 1 1 man teams smoved to 3 stratic points

Sergeant Bobby Bob and his squad continued down the hall and arrived at the next corner. Meanwhile Joe and his squad caught up with him and his squad. Joe looked at Bobby.

"Well it seems this hall is clear." Joe said. "Go down the next hall."

Bobby nodded. "All right sir."

The squads were arranged like this. The soldiers formed in a line, with the leader second in line. Meanwhile the sniper was all the way in the back of the line keeping an eye on things. So it was really like an urban entrence thing. Meanwhile Joe's squad was waiting in the corner, but they weren't leaning so they couldn't be seen straight ahead.

But they were waiting.

Meanwhile the rest of the men set up a small camp with the machine guns yet again set up looking both left right front and back, while the soldiers and snipers were waiting to shoot... things.

a twenty terminator hunter team attacked the caenemy with powerswords and bolters

Bob's eyes windened. "Open fire!"

Bob and his men indeed did open fire, with everything they had mind you. Both snipers started shooting anything that moved and the riflemen the same. But they were losing men fast, indeed, nine riflemen, a sniper and a gunner were out of the game as soon as the attack happened. The rest of the squad ran away as soon as they saw the powerswords, they wanted to see if they could lure the team back to the base, ye see.

Meanwhile Joe and his squad tried to cover the Sergeant's escape. "Men!" He shouted. "Cover them!"

Joe's riflemen opened fire with their E-11 knockoffs while the two gunners threw all their thermal detonators, twelve in total since gunners always carried six each. Indeed, Bob's severly thinned out squad ran away while Joe gave cover.

Joe smirked. "Good, some got away." He said to himself as he returned fire. "Here's hoping the enemy chases them."

half of the 20 man hunter team fell the remaing ten did a fighting retreat firing thier heavy bolters as they retreated

Joe's squad saw that they were doing a fighting retreat, but fortunately they only got two rifleman due the fact that the squad was hiding behind a corner, the rest of the squad ran back to base as soon as they could.

Joe looked at what he had left, indeed, he expected heavy casualties. Fifty four men total remained. But Joe, having photographic memory, estimated that Sephrions has thirty eight left. A large margin to be sure. It must've been crushing the egos of this Empire knowing that their best is being crushed by weaklings.

The Captain then looked at his squad. They were waiting for an attack. But he knew he couldn't risk having his men all killed in the same place. Nevertheless he decided to go scouting.

He looked at his men. "All right. It seems that these folk are out hunting for us, and they're send a hell of alot of men against us. Now I can't risk having heavy casualties so we'll go hunting for them. Nine of you, come join me. We're huntin' Sephies."

The nine riflemen nodded. Indeed they might all die, or, they might finally end the bloody thing.

So then, the ten men decided to go down another hall. Joe and four of his men waited at the corner while five men scouted to see what was ahead. Of course, the enemy could still win.

the 38 remaining terinators said massed bolter fire intunnel grid delta 9

The soldier leading his four men down that hall widened his eyes. "Aww... crap."

The five men were knocked out of it, meanwhile Joe heard the shooting. He guessed that the enemy was getting tired of all the cat and mouse the Cassiopeians had put the Praetonians through, no matter it would end now.

Joe and his four men each through a thermal detonator, they bounced off the walls and headed towards the Sephrions. Joe meanwhile jumped out and fired two shots. "Come and get it!" He shouted as he fired, he then jumped back into his little corner and looked at what was left of his squad. "RUN! RUN LIKE LOLA DID IN THAT MOVIE!!!"

Indeed, the five remaining men ran back to the camp, but they returned fire while they did this hoping to lure the Sephrions back to camp.

fall back said the brother captian as 7 of his men fell

bloody hell the brother captain snarled emepeor help me im loosing men quicker then the tau did when we assaulted them

Joe and his remaining squad also returned to the camp funnily enough.

All his soldiers were there, or at least what was left for the wargame. Indeed the 31 riflemen, 9 gunners, and 8 snipers wasn't much but at least they were doing better then the Sephrions. He thought it was time for a final push. "Gentlemen." He said. "Twenty of you join me, we're going to look for the enemy. They shouldn't have too much left, hell, I think we can finally get them with this one."

He paused. "Let's go whip some heads!" He shouted as he brought his rifle up.

"Hoorah!" The twenty men shouted. And thus, the twenty one soldiers ran down the hall and started firing their rifles, having no strategic plan at all.

"ALALALALALALALALA!" One shouted, but then Joe realized: this is dumb, no wait, retarded... no, contarded even. He told four of his men to let the 16 idiots run towards their death, he and his four men would hide behind the corner, again. Do you sense a pattern? Yah me neither.

the 31 remaining troops gave in to the black rage and charged the enemy head on memn while the brother captian fell to a head shot

The 16 soldiers' eyes widened. "OH MAH GAWSH. RUN." All of them started running back to base, meanwhile Joe was hiding in his little corner as always when he saw the men retreat.

"What the hell?" He thought. He peaked to see the very angry Praetorians running over to the poor saps with holographic powerswords since remember, this is a wargame. "... oh carp." Carp is of course, much worse then crap. This usually means that the person is indeed, crapping themselves.

He paused. "RUN!!!"

Joe and his four men finally got the message and ran back to the camp. He saw the other soldiers just sittin' around doing nothing. This severly angered him. "Well!?" He said. "Get on yer posts!"

The gunners got on their nests, the snipers started aiming all fancy, and the riflemen got behind the gunners, ready to give them support. Joe gulped. "I hope I don't die, well, I won't but I mean in the- oh shut up."

they charged a head detrimend to take the enmy out

Indeed it would end now.

All nine gunners turned their weapons towards the Praetorians, since it was on a bipod that could be turned around, and stuff. Meanwhile the eight snipers using their disrupter rifle thingies started firing towards the enemy, the riflemen also let loose a grenade each, making it 31 grenades towards the enemy in total.

After that they just fired their rifles. Indeed, all this firepower would have to stop even the most determined enemy.

"Come on soldiers!" Joe shouted. "Show these guys what we got! For the Commonwealth!!!"

"ALALALALALALALALA." The soldiers shouted as they continued to open fire.

28 marines fell

they shouted for the emepeeor
fall back

"Woo-eee!" Joe shouted.

All of the soldiers stood up and started firing at the remaining three Praetorians, they fired sniper rifles, pistols, rifles, whatever. They might as well wipe out the last of the enemy.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Joe said. "Come on boys, let's get the last of 'em!"

they fell

CNS Boston, Orbit

The CNS Boston was a Cassiopeia class battleship. It was the head of the 17th Cassiopeian Fleet. It was orbiting the Planet in which the wargame was being set. It and its fleet sent its shuttles to go pick up the men ye see, and at last, the last few were finally in their respective ships. It just so happend that Captain Joe Elliot was friends with Fleet Admiral Tom Scholz.

Joe, decked out in his armour, approached the Admiral. "How ya doin'?" He said with a smirk.

The Admiral turned around, he was dressed in a US Navy esque uniform. "Good, I assume you won hm?" He said with a smile.

"Won?!" Joe shouted. "We slaughtered them. According to the count, we took down three of their men for each Cassiopeian death, so to speak. They kept dropping like flies."

Tom chuckled. "I saw." He turned to an ensign and pointed, and thus, he pressed a button. Apparently the fleet was looking at the battle with a birds' eye view, or at least the surface portion of it. They couldn't see anything after the storm struck ye see. "Well, sort of. Then this storm hit and we couldn't see anything, ye see." See?

Joe nodded. "Yah, it was strange. Anyway we basically did a classic decoy move. I sent some poor saps in to lure them out then me and some soldiers threw grenades after they ran back."

Tom raised his brow. "Well you certainly have the human instinct of survival."

Joe winked. "I just want my medal. Anyway I can't wait to tell to tell the news about this."

Tom rolled his eyes. "Glad I'm in the Navy." He turned towards the giant plasma screen thingy. "Right-O. Fleet, TAKE A LOOK AHEAD! TAKE A LOOK AHEAD!"

"Look ahead!!!!" An ensign shouted with him. And thus, the fleet left and went back towards the Commonwealth, home, and another day.