FandaHang a shining starupon the highest boughRegistered Userregular
The party never stops in South America.
Neither does MechMantis.
The flight from Mt. Rushmore to central Brazil and back is a round trip of about 10,000 miles. MechMantis has made this sortie at least four times in the last month. To put that into perspective, circumnavigating the globe is a journey of only 25,000 miles.
This is not the flight record of a mere Lieutenant.
Now our ground forces have the opportunity to earn some promotions of their own. With Captain YerMum shipping out to Neo-ChongQing in order to shore up Asia's depleted roster, only two officers are left at Mount Rushmore.
Who will step forward to fill YerMum's shoes?
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MorninglordI'm tired of being Batman,so today I'll be Owl.Registered Userregular
You better hope its not me because "Charge!" is the only command in my repertoire.
(PSN: Morninglord) (Steam: Morninglord) (WiiU: Morninglord22) I like to record and toss up a lot of random gaming videos here.
I now have this Venture Bros like image of Teddy Roosevelt's mouth opening up on Mount Rushmore to launch an interceptor and a skyranger.
And General Fanda Treister back at base, hoping that this mission will bring back the alien technology to cure his pee-pee cancer.
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X-Com Order of Battle:
Rend and Chrono Paladin
Rhan9 and Phoenix-D
Cheeseliker and Cog @Pixelated Pixie and manwiththemachinegun
Talus9952 and Molybdenum
On January 11th we conducted our first ground operation of the campaign. It took place in jungle terrain, we were facing Floaters, and one of them was staring directly at an_alt when the ramp dropped.
A dicey manoeuver involving smoke and proximity grenades ended up getting her shot in the face.
We've come a long way since then.
Of course, the more things change, the more they stay the same. It looks like the Medium Scout touched down on the only clear patch of land in this jungle, and our Skyranger was forced to follow suit.
Another incandescently hot landing zone is another chance for our autocannon gunners to shine. Rhan9 slides off the ramp to apply some explosive rounds to the situation.
We have just lost cabin pressure.
Rend, Rhan9, and Chrono Paladin immediately freeze in place. Any movement now could trigger reaction fire that will annihilate them.
Rhan9 could save us from this horror if her autocannon was loaded with armor piercing ammunition, but that's not the world we live in. Our salvation will have to come from the Skyranger.
We need someone with the right combination of heavy firepower and swift reflexes to disembark into the teeth of Floater overwatch. Only one woman fits the bill.
Cog, your moment of destiny is upon you.
Also, your moment of getting shot in the back.
Cog will bleed out in five turns and fall unconscious before that. Unfortunately, the only way to medevac Cog is to first clear the LZ. We have to go all in and hope we can prevent these Floaters from turning our landing ramp into an abattoir.
With the Skyranger's engines roaring back to life around her and a crossfire of cannon shells and plasma fire erupting below, Cheeseliker disembarks.
It's not even dead, but it's down, and that's all that matters. Pixelated Pixie can exploit the newly-opened gap in their overwatch.
The, uh, gap. In their overwatch? Not so much, as it turns out. We are astonishingly lucky that it was only the landing gear that got shot.
I was hoping to reserve both Rend and Chrono Paladin for some much-needed scouting, but that went out the window the moment Pixie came under fire.
Alas, Rend can only poke a pair of holes in the Floater's cape.
It's more than Chrono manages.
And now we're reduced to pure desperation. Pixie will have to take her shots in full view of the southern Floater.
She knew when she signed up that some day she might be called on to make the ultimate sacrifice to save the lives of her brothers and sisters in arms. It was a romantic notion, the sort of thing that burnishes heroic legends and launches a thousand juvenile daydreams.
Or so it seemed back in the barracks. Less so now, as she chokes on acrid smoke and Cog wails in agony a few steps to her right.
But suddenly, like Cog, her moment of destiny has come. Our extraction depends on Pixie pulling the trigger.
There's no return fire. The southern Floater has nothing left.
Finally, Rhan9 can take her shots.
Burn in hell.
All the visible contacts are down, but we remain excruciatingly vulnerable to anything coming out of the UFO. They could come around the east side, along the south, or - being that they're Floaters - right over the top of it.
We only have enough time to put a proximity grenade on one of those approaches. Since we already saw one Floater coming around the south, Phoenix-D bets everything on the notion that the others will follow the same path.
Molybdenum passes her Captain a primed proxy, and Phoenix-D moves down beside Pixie to throw it.
It's a good toss, right on target.
And Phoenix's bet pays off.
Hang on Cog, we're almost home free.
oh no
New plan: kill 'em all.
Kneeling at the mouth of the Skyranger, Molybdenum unleashes a hellacious storm of dakka on the Floater below.
Nothing comes of it except churning the dirt. Cheeseliker will have to handle this at close range.
...
Like I was saying, Rend will have to handle this at close range.
For the first time since we touched down, we have some breathing room and a chance to gain our bearings. Colonel Talus orders the scouts forward, and the world beyond our charnel house of a landing zone is revealed.
The entire area of operations is clotted with vegetation. We're completely hemmed in to this little corner with the UFO.
Rhan9 takes the initiative to blow apart some of the underbrush, opening a path for us in case we need to break out to the west.
But I have a feeling the rest of the aliens are lurking inside their ship. With that in mind, manwiththemachinegun and Phoenix-D supply proxies to both sides of the UFO.
Come out and play, little Floaters.
Come out and die.
The silence following the explosion is disturbed by a hum at Pixie's feet. The anti-gravity unit of the unconscious Floater has reactivated.
Pierced by two heavy cannon shells, the Floater is a gory mess held upright only by the framework of cybernetic implants woven through its flesh.
Obviously promotions are not decided by how much dakka one dispenses. Those trees and bushes sure won't threaten the good honest folk of the rainforest any longer.
Obviously promotions are not decided by how much dakka one dispenses. Those trees and bushes sure won't threaten the good honest folk of the rainforest any longer.
Trees are just larval barns. We like to get 'em when they're young.
I'ma run this base out of grey and red paint at this rate! I keep having to paint alien hulls with giant red X'es through em on the nose of my Interceptor!
You know, this thread started on January 4th, while the in-game start date is January 1st. We're up to a real date of June 30th, while the in-game date is only up to May 7th.
More time has passed in our world than has passed in theirs.
FandaHang a shining starupon the highest boughRegistered Userregular
X-Com Order of Battle:
Rend and Chrono Paladin
Jintor and Morning Butter
Cheeseliker and @WIckedkarma
manwiththemachinegun and @Phaserlight @Heffling and Talus9952
Why does this keep happening to me? =(
I don't deserve this. I'm a good person.
I suppose the people of Brasilia might disagree.
But there are hardly any of them left to complain, are there? So I think I'm in the clear.
Speaking of which, the jungle looks refreshingly vacant. Most of the Sectoids are probably still in the ship.
What would be really brilliant right now is if we could get a proxy on the front door ...
... but we can't have everything we want.
Oh well. Hold on to it, WIckedkarma, and you can find a better position to throw from next turn.
...
Why does this keep happening to me? =(
Okay, I guess this happened more to WIckedkarma than to me. Sorry, brother.
One day we'll get through a mission again without losing someone.
Today, however, is not that day. Today may not even be on the same page of the calendar. And in the meantime, we have some revenge to exact.
With Chrono spotting, Rend assays a few long-range shots.
But the Sectoid is barely taller than the ferns in front of it, and in trying to shoot over its cover, Rend puts all his rounds high and wide of the mark.
Fortunately, Cheeseliker is able to lob a grenade around the tree and over the ground cover. A regular grenade should be enough to kill a Sectoid, so Chrono Paladin turns back to take refuge in the smoke cloud...
...and discovers that our troubles are only beginning.
Due to the position of the Skyranger and one of the intervening trees, a grenade seems like an unlikely prospect this time around. And with half a dozen tiles of ground foliage between us and the Sectoid, direct fire doesn't look any more promising.
Maybe Jintor can clear enough of that vegetation with her explosive rounds to give someone else a shot? The odds aren't terrific, but it's the best we've got.
HOLY SHIT
Jintor doesn't ease off the trigger until half the tree line is chopped into smoking debris along with the Sectoid.
The grenade blast seems very small by comparison, but it gets the job done.
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FandaHang a shining starupon the highest boughRegistered Userregular
You know, this thread started on January 4th, while the in-game start date is January 1st. We're up to a real date of June 30th, while the in-game date is only up to May 7th.
More time has passed in our world than has passed in theirs.
My intention is to get this thing wrapped up one way or another before the next winter charity drive.
You know, this thread started on January 4th, while the in-game start date is January 1st. We're up to a real date of June 30th, while the in-game date is only up to May 7th.
More time has passed in our world than has passed in theirs.
My intention is to get this thing wrapped up one way or another before the next winter charity drive.
I think I'm going to have to pick up the pace.
I was totally not complaining.
Especially since I'm deployed on the current mission.
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DuriniaEvolved from Space PotatoesRegistered Userregular
You know, this thread started on January 4th, while the in-game start date is January 1st. We're up to a real date of June 30th, while the in-game date is only up to May 7th.
More time has passed in our world than has passed in theirs.
My intention is to get this thing wrapped up one way or another before the next winter charity drive.
I think I'm going to have to pick up the pace.
Can the budget be stretched so that two research projects can be worked on at a time? If we have to send out rookies with stun rods to capture alien leaders, it should probably be soon right?
Black lives matter.
Law and Order ≠ Justice
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Captain of the SES Comptroller of the State
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Neither does MechMantis.
The flight from Mt. Rushmore to central Brazil and back is a round trip of about 10,000 miles. MechMantis has made this sortie at least four times in the last month. To put that into perspective, circumnavigating the globe is a journey of only 25,000 miles.
This is not the flight record of a mere Lieutenant.
Now our ground forces have the opportunity to earn some promotions of their own. With Captain YerMum shipping out to Neo-ChongQing in order to shore up Asia's depleted roster, only two officers are left at Mount Rushmore.
Who will step forward to fill YerMum's shoes?
Thank you for the new silver bars!
It's not that hard.
And General Fanda Treister back at base, hoping that this mission will bring back the alien technology to cure his pee-pee cancer.
X-Com Order of Battle:
Rend and Chrono Paladin
Rhan9 and Phoenix-D
Cheeseliker and Cog
@Pixelated Pixie and manwiththemachinegun
Talus9952 and Molybdenum
On January 11th we conducted our first ground operation of the campaign. It took place in jungle terrain, we were facing Floaters, and one of them was staring directly at an_alt when the ramp dropped.
A dicey manoeuver involving smoke and proximity grenades ended up getting her shot in the face.
We've come a long way since then.
Of course, the more things change, the more they stay the same. It looks like the Medium Scout touched down on the only clear patch of land in this jungle, and our Skyranger was forced to follow suit.
Another incandescently hot landing zone is another chance for our autocannon gunners to shine. Rhan9 slides off the ramp to apply some explosive rounds to the situation.
We have just lost cabin pressure.
Rend, Rhan9, and Chrono Paladin immediately freeze in place. Any movement now could trigger reaction fire that will annihilate them.
Rhan9 could save us from this horror if her autocannon was loaded with armor piercing ammunition, but that's not the world we live in. Our salvation will have to come from the Skyranger.
We need someone with the right combination of heavy firepower and swift reflexes to disembark into the teeth of Floater overwatch. Only one woman fits the bill.
Cog, your moment of destiny is upon you.
Also, your moment of getting shot in the back.
Cog will bleed out in five turns and fall unconscious before that. Unfortunately, the only way to medevac Cog is to first clear the LZ. We have to go all in and hope we can prevent these Floaters from turning our landing ramp into an abattoir.
With the Skyranger's engines roaring back to life around her and a crossfire of cannon shells and plasma fire erupting below, Cheeseliker disembarks.
It's not even dead, but it's down, and that's all that matters. Pixelated Pixie can exploit the newly-opened gap in their overwatch.
The, uh, gap. In their overwatch? Not so much, as it turns out. We are astonishingly lucky that it was only the landing gear that got shot.
I was hoping to reserve both Rend and Chrono Paladin for some much-needed scouting, but that went out the window the moment Pixie came under fire.
Alas, Rend can only poke a pair of holes in the Floater's cape.
It's more than Chrono manages.
And now we're reduced to pure desperation. Pixie will have to take her shots in full view of the southern Floater.
She knew when she signed up that some day she might be called on to make the ultimate sacrifice to save the lives of her brothers and sisters in arms. It was a romantic notion, the sort of thing that burnishes heroic legends and launches a thousand juvenile daydreams.
Or so it seemed back in the barracks. Less so now, as she chokes on acrid smoke and Cog wails in agony a few steps to her right.
But suddenly, like Cog, her moment of destiny has come. Our extraction depends on Pixie pulling the trigger.
There's no return fire. The southern Floater has nothing left.
Finally, Rhan9 can take her shots.
Burn in hell.
All the visible contacts are down, but we remain excruciatingly vulnerable to anything coming out of the UFO. They could come around the east side, along the south, or - being that they're Floaters - right over the top of it.
We only have enough time to put a proximity grenade on one of those approaches. Since we already saw one Floater coming around the south, Phoenix-D bets everything on the notion that the others will follow the same path.
Molybdenum passes her Captain a primed proxy, and Phoenix-D moves down beside Pixie to throw it.
It's a good toss, right on target.
And Phoenix's bet pays off.
Hang on Cog, we're almost home free.
oh no
New plan: kill 'em all.
Kneeling at the mouth of the Skyranger, Molybdenum unleashes a hellacious storm of dakka on the Floater below.
Nothing comes of it except churning the dirt. Cheeseliker will have to handle this at close range.
...
Like I was saying, Rend will have to handle this at close range.
For the first time since we touched down, we have some breathing room and a chance to gain our bearings. Colonel Talus orders the scouts forward, and the world beyond our charnel house of a landing zone is revealed.
The entire area of operations is clotted with vegetation. We're completely hemmed in to this little corner with the UFO.
Rhan9 takes the initiative to blow apart some of the underbrush, opening a path for us in case we need to break out to the west.
But I have a feeling the rest of the aliens are lurking inside their ship. With that in mind, manwiththemachinegun and Phoenix-D supply proxies to both sides of the UFO.
Come out and play, little Floaters.
Come out and die.
The silence following the explosion is disturbed by a hum at Pixie's feet. The anti-gravity unit of the unconscious Floater has reactivated.
Pierced by two heavy cannon shells, the Floater is a gory mess held upright only by the framework of cybernetic implants woven through its flesh.
Lie down. You're done.
RIP @Cog.
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Trees are just larval barns. We like to get 'em when they're young.
I'ma run this base out of grey and red paint at this rate! I keep having to paint alien hulls with giant red X'es through em on the nose of my Interceptor!
I don't think this will be a problem.
More time has passed in our world than has passed in theirs.
X-Com Order of Battle:
Rend and Chrono Paladin
Jintor and Morning Butter
Cheeseliker and @WIckedkarma
manwiththemachinegun and @Phaserlight
@Heffling and Talus9952
Why does this keep happening to me? =(
I don't deserve this. I'm a good person.
I suppose the people of Brasilia might disagree.
But there are hardly any of them left to complain, are there? So I think I'm in the clear.
Speaking of which, the jungle looks refreshingly vacant. Most of the Sectoids are probably still in the ship.
What would be really brilliant right now is if we could get a proxy on the front door ...
... but we can't have everything we want.
Oh well. Hold on to it, WIckedkarma, and you can find a better position to throw from next turn.
...
Why does this keep happening to me? =(
Okay, I guess this happened more to WIckedkarma than to me. Sorry, brother.
One day we'll get through a mission again without losing someone.
Today, however, is not that day. Today may not even be on the same page of the calendar. And in the meantime, we have some revenge to exact.
With Chrono spotting, Rend assays a few long-range shots.
But the Sectoid is barely taller than the ferns in front of it, and in trying to shoot over its cover, Rend puts all his rounds high and wide of the mark.
Fortunately, Cheeseliker is able to lob a grenade around the tree and over the ground cover. A regular grenade should be enough to kill a Sectoid, so Chrono Paladin turns back to take refuge in the smoke cloud...
...and discovers that our troubles are only beginning.
Due to the position of the Skyranger and one of the intervening trees, a grenade seems like an unlikely prospect this time around. And with half a dozen tiles of ground foliage between us and the Sectoid, direct fire doesn't look any more promising.
Maybe Jintor can clear enough of that vegetation with her explosive rounds to give someone else a shot? The odds aren't terrific, but it's the best we've got.
HOLY SHIT
Jintor doesn't ease off the trigger until half the tree line is chopped into smoking debris along with the Sectoid.
The grenade blast seems very small by comparison, but it gets the job done.
My intention is to get this thing wrapped up one way or another before the next winter charity drive.
I think I'm going to have to pick up the pace.
I was totally not complaining.
Especially since I'm deployed on the current mission.
I sense some door breach duty coming up...
--Mark Twain
Can the budget be stretched so that two research projects can be worked on at a time? If we have to send out rookies with stun rods to capture alien leaders, it should probably be soon right?
Law and Order ≠ Justice
ACNH Island Isla Cero: DA-3082-2045-4142
Captain of the SES Comptroller of the State
*sees WIckedkarma bite it*
This is way hotter than Beirut.
Karma's catching up to the wicked, huh?
Machinegun SMASH.