Thors_Alumni
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That is exactly why we need it. Its large enough to be noticeable but unarmed enough to not be seen as a threat.
Quest Deep Periphery Quest (Battletech Sandbox Empire Builder)
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Sarah probably has a great deal of standard IS models of both Dropships and mechs stored in her memory bank we can probably pull some and build them.
Thors_Alumni
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I can only hope because we are going to need quite a few droppers and a jumpship or 3 depending on the type. Just not anything on the scale of the Monolith. Those are just too attention getting to be safe.
Knowledgeispower
Ah I love the smell of missile spam in the morning
Invaders or Tramps that keep their orginal 4 dropship slots seem like a solid choice to me
Thors_Alumni
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Maybe 2 Invaders and 1 tramp or 1 Invader and 2 Tramps. we should really be planning on sending a small force. If we do succeed in grabbing the Argo thats another 2 collars we can use for Leopard CV's. IE one Invader can carry the Argo and ne other Dropship and the Argo can carry 2 Leopard sized dropships while docked to the Invader. That little feature is one of the reasons I love the design.
Edit: It occurs, Sarah could have the blueprint for the design in her databanks.
Edit: It occurs, Sarah could have the blueprint for the design in her databanks.
PeaceMaker 03
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If Sarah has plans for Liberty or Leviathanolder Jumpships that would play into IS expectations of the Periphery.
Just make it look old and beat up but with modern equipment as jury rigged looking as posssible.
Once we start exploring keep an eye out for a few older dropships, Despot, Drost II, and Black Eagle
Knowledgeispower
Ah I love the smell of missile spam in the morning
Alas I doubt that Sarah has the Argo's design in her databanks since it was Federated Suns design what with it being built at Galax
<Inner Sphere> "It's really quite strange how this mysterious new 'Wolf's Dragoons' mercenary unit is bizarrely obsessed with attacking the mysterious new '331st Aerospace Group' mercenary unit. You'd almost think they had some sort of personal history, except they came from totally opposite sides of the Periphery."
PeaceMaker 03
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Stunned observers note the amount of LOSTTECH used by Wolf's Dragoons' mercenary unit and the mysterious new '331st Aerospace Group, before FedSuns forces stepped in to stop the fighting.
Here you can see leaked footage of the battle, where Captain Kerensky of the Wolf’s Dragoon’s is openly broadcasting challenges against something called “Unnamed “ and shooting two Fedsuns mechs in order to attack 331st Aerospace’s ground forces.
🤣🤣🤣🤣
Here you can see leaked footage of the battle, where Captain Kerensky of the Wolf’s Dragoon’s is openly broadcasting challenges against something called “Unnamed “ and shooting two Fedsuns mechs in order to attack 331st Aerospace’s ground forces.
🤣🤣🤣🤣
Turn 37 - The Martyr, The Victim
Turn 37 - The Martyr, The Victim
Jeremy appreciated the new mechwarrior combat suit that had recently replaced the much bulkier coolant suit that had been the old standard. Based partially on the work done replicating the DEST suits along with records Sarah had concerning SLDF coolant suits, the new suits were far less bulky while providing superior coolant flow in high heat situations.
And sitting in the simulated cockpit of an STK-3Fb Royal Stalker he needed the superior coolant flow. This monster was just that, a monster on the battlefield, but even with the freezers it ran hot. Seventeen freezers struggled with the heat output, especially as the range closed. He was riding the heat curve, keeping it just below the point where it would negatively affect his performance on the field, by carefully bracket firing his weapons, but even so he knew that without the suit he’d be swimming in his own sweat by now.
However it was worth it. He already had ‘killed’ a half dozen Ambush and Trooper mechs, and had reaped a harvest of tanks. The Stalker started out lethal at long range, and just got more terrifying, and an entire company of the terrifying machines was more than anything he’d faced so far could handle.
Especially considering that before he even engaged the defenders in this scenario were having to run the gauntlet of massed LRM fire from CPLT-C1b Royal Catapults all the while dealing with the entire regiment of FLC-4Nb-PP2 Royal Falcons harassing them with laser fire.
It was brutally unfair, but that was the whole point of this exercise, ultimately. To show that the AFGR was not invincible, that too much of their success to this point had really been a matter of luck and a tech advantage rather than ‘skill’. Taking away the tech advantage and preventing the defenders in the exercise from taking advantage of their optimization through sheer force was driving the point home.
And it was kind of fun cosplaying as a blood-crazed Kurita. He’d sat down with Michal, Misha and both the elder and younger Leopold to brainstorm how he’d handle this assignment, and the Poles had fun coming up with suitably braggadocious lines for his faux-Kurita to spew out at the drop of a hat. Thanh had added her own touch to things by proposing wearing full armor and getting in costume, turned out her wife knew people who were involved in theatre and could whip something suitable up in time.
It was a vastly different feeling piloting this slow, plodding beast rather than his far more agile normal mount of a Trooper. In the lighter mech he’d had to dance and maintain maximum mobility in order to get the most out of his machine, in this, though, he simply stood and delivered. There was a sort of grim, primal, almost atavistic determination that seemed part and parcel of a machine like this.
He kind of liked it.
He hosed down a platoon of Weasels that tried to attack him, leaving the little IFVs as simulated flaming wrecks. And of course, as was in character for the psychopath he was playing, he keyed his radio.
“And now you know the utter folly of facing the Glorious Might Of The Dragon!” he made sure to enunciate all the capital letters. “You shall all Fall Before House Kurita!”
OK, this was far too much fun.
----
The after-action reviews were enlightening for everybody involved. Long analysis of battle logs and results had been carried out both by Sarah and teams of specialists.
To summarize. For Aerospace combat, more Defiant would be significantly useful, especially if they were to be upgraded to have more anti-missile firepower. A new large missile-focused ASF was also mooted due to the demonstrated effectiveness of large numbers of LRMs in combat conditions. In addition some means of establishing a defense in depth would be desirable, the current Space Stations served as useful fighter platforms for patrol purposes, but contributed nothing to the actual combat, and even simulating the laser defense satellites showed that they’d not have helped all that much.
For ground forces the main theme was the need for more raw firepower across the board. Once the heavy and assault class mechs had taken the field even the Lion and Jaguar tanks had been rapidly overwhelmed. The Rapid Reaction Force had managed to inflict some damage, but hadn’t been able to sustain itself as it took damage. Within less than an hour of the exercise beginning the entire RRF had been driven off the field.
The light and medium mechs had done their best, but once they were facing their heavier cousins they wilted in the face of overwhelming firepower. The belief that extremely skilled Mechwarriors in fast machines armed with long range weaponry would dominate the battlefield seemed excellent on paper, but in practice it turned out it only worked if the enemy lacked equally long-ranged weapons and equally skilled Mech jockeys. The light machines simply couldn’t take a hit, while the heavies and assaults could.
Jeremy appreciated the new mechwarrior combat suit that had recently replaced the much bulkier coolant suit that had been the old standard. Based partially on the work done replicating the DEST suits along with records Sarah had concerning SLDF coolant suits, the new suits were far less bulky while providing superior coolant flow in high heat situations.
And sitting in the simulated cockpit of an STK-3Fb Royal Stalker he needed the superior coolant flow. This monster was just that, a monster on the battlefield, but even with the freezers it ran hot. Seventeen freezers struggled with the heat output, especially as the range closed. He was riding the heat curve, keeping it just below the point where it would negatively affect his performance on the field, by carefully bracket firing his weapons, but even so he knew that without the suit he’d be swimming in his own sweat by now.
However it was worth it. He already had ‘killed’ a half dozen Ambush and Trooper mechs, and had reaped a harvest of tanks. The Stalker started out lethal at long range, and just got more terrifying, and an entire company of the terrifying machines was more than anything he’d faced so far could handle.
Especially considering that before he even engaged the defenders in this scenario were having to run the gauntlet of massed LRM fire from CPLT-C1b Royal Catapults all the while dealing with the entire regiment of FLC-4Nb-PP2 Royal Falcons harassing them with laser fire.
It was brutally unfair, but that was the whole point of this exercise, ultimately. To show that the AFGR was not invincible, that too much of their success to this point had really been a matter of luck and a tech advantage rather than ‘skill’. Taking away the tech advantage and preventing the defenders in the exercise from taking advantage of their optimization through sheer force was driving the point home.
And it was kind of fun cosplaying as a blood-crazed Kurita. He’d sat down with Michal, Misha and both the elder and younger Leopold to brainstorm how he’d handle this assignment, and the Poles had fun coming up with suitably braggadocious lines for his faux-Kurita to spew out at the drop of a hat. Thanh had added her own touch to things by proposing wearing full armor and getting in costume, turned out her wife knew people who were involved in theatre and could whip something suitable up in time.
It was a vastly different feeling piloting this slow, plodding beast rather than his far more agile normal mount of a Trooper. In the lighter mech he’d had to dance and maintain maximum mobility in order to get the most out of his machine, in this, though, he simply stood and delivered. There was a sort of grim, primal, almost atavistic determination that seemed part and parcel of a machine like this.
He kind of liked it.
He hosed down a platoon of Weasels that tried to attack him, leaving the little IFVs as simulated flaming wrecks. And of course, as was in character for the psychopath he was playing, he keyed his radio.
“And now you know the utter folly of facing the Glorious Might Of The Dragon!” he made sure to enunciate all the capital letters. “You shall all Fall Before House Kurita!”
OK, this was far too much fun.
----
The after-action reviews were enlightening for everybody involved. Long analysis of battle logs and results had been carried out both by Sarah and teams of specialists.
To summarize. For Aerospace combat, more Defiant would be significantly useful, especially if they were to be upgraded to have more anti-missile firepower. A new large missile-focused ASF was also mooted due to the demonstrated effectiveness of large numbers of LRMs in combat conditions. In addition some means of establishing a defense in depth would be desirable, the current Space Stations served as useful fighter platforms for patrol purposes, but contributed nothing to the actual combat, and even simulating the laser defense satellites showed that they’d not have helped all that much.
For ground forces the main theme was the need for more raw firepower across the board. Once the heavy and assault class mechs had taken the field even the Lion and Jaguar tanks had been rapidly overwhelmed. The Rapid Reaction Force had managed to inflict some damage, but hadn’t been able to sustain itself as it took damage. Within less than an hour of the exercise beginning the entire RRF had been driven off the field.
The light and medium mechs had done their best, but once they were facing their heavier cousins they wilted in the face of overwhelming firepower. The belief that extremely skilled Mechwarriors in fast machines armed with long range weaponry would dominate the battlefield seemed excellent on paper, but in practice it turned out it only worked if the enemy lacked equally long-ranged weapons and equally skilled Mech jockeys. The light machines simply couldn’t take a hit, while the heavies and assaults could.
Knowledgeispower
Ah I love the smell of missile spam in the morning
Welp its clear to me we could really use some heavier orbital weapons platforms/satellites armed with sub capital weapons
Unfortunately, the RRF by its nature is a fast, light, and squishy unit. They're very effective in their intended role, but putting them up against heavy and assault mechs will never fit inside that role.
Knowledgeispower
Ah I love the smell of missile spam in the morning
Indeed their main job is to delay and harass the enemy so the rest of our forces have the time to be deployed in strength against them. Their job doesn't necessarily include being a functional unit by the time they finish it
No, the Dracs already demonstrated to us that semi-static defenses like that can be trivially taken out by junk drops. Orbital defense platforms need to *at least* be small space stations so that they will have *some* armor.
Knowledgeispower
Ah I love the smell of missile spam in the morning
Well ideally we'd build something the size of an ODP from Halo as our main semi static orbital defense platform
ShadowArxxy - NON CANON (but funny) Omake - 331st Worm Escalation!
Omake: Mercenaries Escalate Like Worm
"The Dragoons have broken off and are going after the 331rd ASFs. Again. They are refusing our orders to return to the defensive screen and are citing that damn contract provision. Again."
"They've gone too far this time; I'm going to kick this all the way up to the First Prince. Operational control is one thing, but this obsession of theirs is jeopardizing our entire. . ."
"Jump signature from the pirate point -- very big jump signature, eight hundred k-ton range! New arrival is transmitting Wolf's Dragoons IFF."
"The Dragoons had a fully loaded Monolith in reserve?"
"Uh, warbook is IDing it as Aegis class."
"Aegis class JumpShip?" The commander frowned. That must be something obscure from the Periphery. . .
"Aegis class heavy cruiser, sir. IFF handshake is WDS Alexander. She is maneuvering to cut off the 331rd's DropShips."
"I amend my previous statement -- the Dragoons had a fucking WarShip! in reserve?"
"Warbook ID is positive, sir, and . . . HOLY SHIT! The 331rd's JumpShip just lit up one hell of a transit drive and is accelerating from the Jump Point!"
"Oh yes, of course." muttered the commander in a daze. "Of course the other inexplicably well equipped Periphery mercenaries have a WarShip too. Who's next, fucking Comstar? I am not drunk enough for today."
"The Dragoons have broken off and are going after the 331rd ASFs. Again. They are refusing our orders to return to the defensive screen and are citing that damn contract provision. Again."
"They've gone too far this time; I'm going to kick this all the way up to the First Prince. Operational control is one thing, but this obsession of theirs is jeopardizing our entire. . ."
"Jump signature from the pirate point -- very big jump signature, eight hundred k-ton range! New arrival is transmitting Wolf's Dragoons IFF."
"The Dragoons had a fully loaded Monolith in reserve?"
"Uh, warbook is IDing it as Aegis class."
"Aegis class JumpShip?" The commander frowned. That must be something obscure from the Periphery. . .
"Aegis class heavy cruiser, sir. IFF handshake is WDS Alexander. She is maneuvering to cut off the 331rd's DropShips."
"I amend my previous statement -- the Dragoons had a fucking WarShip! in reserve?"
"Warbook ID is positive, sir, and . . . HOLY SHIT! The 331rd's JumpShip just lit up one hell of a transit drive and is accelerating from the Jump Point!"
"Oh yes, of course." muttered the commander in a daze. "Of course the other inexplicably well equipped Periphery mercenaries have a WarShip too. Who's next, fucking Comstar? I am not drunk enough for today."
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Knowledgeispower
Ah I love the smell of missile spam in the morning
Man I really pitty the poor souls whose unit just so happened to be named the 331rd and were in the clan's invasion corridor
Turn 37 - This Is War (II)
Turn 37 - This Is War (II)
By pure coincidence, the word in today's Word A Day calendar is ‘Defenestration’.
Which is very appropriate, considering that you are going to defenestrate two of your lovely children and your husband and your grandfather-in-law.
Twice.
Once you manage to actually catch the four of them they are all going through all the windows.
Of course, your lovely twins and husband and grandfather-in-law had arranged for you to discover that the twins had been Pulling A Tyler for FIVE years on you and everybody else from your grandkids, while you were pulling babysitter duty while Jeremy and Alita participated in the big exercise.
Granted, you quite approved of both of your new daughters-in-law, even if they had been going along with the twin’ long-running Tyler-ish behavior. Both were pregnant with twins, so you’d soon have FOUR MORE GRANDBABIES (grandbabies covereth a multitude of sins). Both were involved in the racing industry, Phyllis as an engineer and Lisa as a spotter. And a discrete check with Janet showed both were quite suitable, with no red flags on them from a security perspective.
Of course Thanh and Sarah are quite annoyed with their big brothers for managing to dodge a Proper State Wedding, but the scheming duo had managed it neatly. You are pouting a bit about that. Another reason to defenestrate them both when the time comes.
Bastet is off hunting with Anubis, and Sekhmet is looking quite smug about how that courtship is going. A few more years and you might have kitten grandbabies too!
Or would that be grandkittens? You and Sekhmet spend time laughing about that.
There’s a bit of a breakthrough, as a small private engineering firm patents a system for preventing damage from internal detonations from propagating to other parts of an armored system via blow-out panels and cellular organization, aka a slightly different form of the CASE technology that had been found in the various datacores. Both vehicle and mech designers are looking at the new technology as a means of protecting from internal detonations of ammunition.
There are a pair of proposals for an upgrade to the Defiant dropship, both in light of operational experience, new technology, and the results of the recent exercise. Both fully meet the requirements that the AFGE had put forth.
Your grandson, incidentally, is starting his second season of go-kart racing, and you are making sure to take the time to attend his races. It gives you plenty of excuses to be with your grandkids after all! Your oldest granddaughter has been bugging her parents and you to be allowed to race like ‘big brother’ but she’s still too young according to the league. She certainly gets her pout face from Willis. You regally ignore all insinuations that she gets it from you.
The first of the luxury dropships for the line you are an investor in has been completed and has finished trials. She really is a beautiful machine, and her first trip is a highly profitable and successful one.
There’s a bit of a scandal on Pollux, where a dozen local government officials, almost a hundred teachers including almost the entire leadership of the local teacher’s union, and several dozen others have been indicted as part of a massive bribery and kickback scheme whereby the teachers had blackmailed parents with threats of reduced grades and disciplinary action against students unless said parents ‘contributed’ to various ‘charitable’ organizations that were run by the union and local officials, from which they all drew excess salaries.
Why does that continent and honest schools seem to have a ‘look but don’t touch’ relationship? The planetary government is quite upset about the situation and is threatening to thoroughly clean house of the entire system and replace everybody who even in the most tenuous possible way could have been involved, adjacent to those involved, or adjacent to those adjacent to those involved.
You decide to keep out of this unless it is brought officially to your attention.
By pure coincidence, the word in today's Word A Day calendar is ‘Defenestration’.
Which is very appropriate, considering that you are going to defenestrate two of your lovely children and your husband and your grandfather-in-law.
Twice.
Once you manage to actually catch the four of them they are all going through all the windows.
Of course, your lovely twins and husband and grandfather-in-law had arranged for you to discover that the twins had been Pulling A Tyler for FIVE years on you and everybody else from your grandkids, while you were pulling babysitter duty while Jeremy and Alita participated in the big exercise.
Granted, you quite approved of both of your new daughters-in-law, even if they had been going along with the twin’ long-running Tyler-ish behavior. Both were pregnant with twins, so you’d soon have FOUR MORE GRANDBABIES (grandbabies covereth a multitude of sins). Both were involved in the racing industry, Phyllis as an engineer and Lisa as a spotter. And a discrete check with Janet showed both were quite suitable, with no red flags on them from a security perspective.
Of course Thanh and Sarah are quite annoyed with their big brothers for managing to dodge a Proper State Wedding, but the scheming duo had managed it neatly. You are pouting a bit about that. Another reason to defenestrate them both when the time comes.
Bastet is off hunting with Anubis, and Sekhmet is looking quite smug about how that courtship is going. A few more years and you might have kitten grandbabies too!
Or would that be grandkittens? You and Sekhmet spend time laughing about that.
There’s a bit of a breakthrough, as a small private engineering firm patents a system for preventing damage from internal detonations from propagating to other parts of an armored system via blow-out panels and cellular organization, aka a slightly different form of the CASE technology that had been found in the various datacores. Both vehicle and mech designers are looking at the new technology as a means of protecting from internal detonations of ammunition.
There are a pair of proposals for an upgrade to the Defiant dropship, both in light of operational experience, new technology, and the results of the recent exercise. Both fully meet the requirements that the AFGE had put forth.
| [] | Name | Cost | Upgrade Cost | HP | A/D | Specials |
| [] | Defiant-2M | 23,928.12 | 23,263.20 | 244 | 124 | Armored 7, Swift, Missile 6, AMS 20, Armor-Piercing |
| [] | Defiant Refit 1.1 | 20,560.32 | 9,792 | 269 | 149 | Armored 7, Swift, Missile 5, AMS 12, Armor-Piercing |
Your grandson, incidentally, is starting his second season of go-kart racing, and you are making sure to take the time to attend his races. It gives you plenty of excuses to be with your grandkids after all! Your oldest granddaughter has been bugging her parents and you to be allowed to race like ‘big brother’ but she’s still too young according to the league. She certainly gets her pout face from Willis. You regally ignore all insinuations that she gets it from you.
The first of the luxury dropships for the line you are an investor in has been completed and has finished trials. She really is a beautiful machine, and her first trip is a highly profitable and successful one.
There’s a bit of a scandal on Pollux, where a dozen local government officials, almost a hundred teachers including almost the entire leadership of the local teacher’s union, and several dozen others have been indicted as part of a massive bribery and kickback scheme whereby the teachers had blackmailed parents with threats of reduced grades and disciplinary action against students unless said parents ‘contributed’ to various ‘charitable’ organizations that were run by the union and local officials, from which they all drew excess salaries.
Why does that continent and honest schools seem to have a ‘look but don’t touch’ relationship? The planetary government is quite upset about the situation and is threatening to thoroughly clean house of the entire system and replace everybody who even in the most tenuous possible way could have been involved, adjacent to those involved, or adjacent to those adjacent to those involved.
You decide to keep out of this unless it is brought officially to your attention.
