We
interrupt our current story
and flash across the multiverse of space and time to a place where yet another
battle rages without end.............
It is the 31st century and mankind
is once again at war...The battlefields of the future are dominated by huge
robotic war machines known as Battlemechs.
Piloting these awesome weapons of
massive destruction are men and women, the elite of the elite, knowing that each
battle could be their last.
They
are
Mechwarriors
BY: Deathstrike
The
stars blurred past the space-crusier Tanis as it accelerated
past light speed to stop at its cruising speed of 8 times the speed of light.
The small vessel raced through quadrant 336 of the Federated Sun's
empire. The border with the dreaded
Draconis Combine was only .42 light years away, and that troubled Victor Toland.
House Kurita had been an adversary since the Succession Wars began, and
this, the fifth succession war, had made them more bitter enemies than ever
before. The alliance pact with
House Steiner had just been accepted, and the formal unification of their states
was coming shortly. Victor liked
that, maybe these damn wars would end if we could unify.
He slowed the Tanis to .5 light speed, then to .1 as he began to enter
orbit of Arture 4. The shuttle was
dispatched, and Toland was on the ground in just over an hour.
The
planet was unremarkable, a barren, desert world with a small colonial population
of 38 million. However, the planet
was one of the few that still had a working Battlemech 
armor
facility. That made it a very
valuable world indeed, and as such was heavily fortified with Mechs and
fighters. He entered the Trader's
Guild and requested to meet with the Guild Leader.
As he awaited the meeting, he pondered for a moment.
He wondered just how valuable the planet on which he stood was.
Would House Kurita try to take it? It
WAS only a short way from the border...
His question was answered by a blaring alert Klaxon.
"All warriors to their stations.
We are under attack. This is
not, repeat NOT a drill. All pilots
prepare for launch." He
hurried to the doorway in time to see several hundred fighter craft lance toward
the sky in attack formation. They
quickly disappeared into the clouds, but in a few more moments the sky lit up
with explosions. Toland knew that
if the attacking force was large, the fighters didn't have a chance to stop
them. But they could damage the
dropships and, more importantly, the horrific Battlemechs the landing ships
carried. He was sure that by now
hundreds of the huge Mechs were plummeting toward the surface aboard dropships.
And when they got here...he shuddered at the thought.
|
 |
Go Back to Story Base 7 Table of Contents
