Galactic War: Impending Retribution / The Retributive Conflict
This is not Galactic War 4
“Play data file: 1102863 Alpha, security code – 9Nix7Marshal337.
You all should see this, even if command doesn’t want everyone to know the full details”
Greetings brave soldiers of humanity.
The Following transmissions where received from deep space zone, referred to as the Mandrake Cluster, these transmissions are highly classified and should not be reproduced. Failure to comply will result in being reprimanded, it is important that we do not expose these details to potential spies with our population.
“Revenge is upon us my brethren, the taste of sweet revenge shall fall upon our tongues in the next year. They scarred our civilization a long time ago, and the time is right to rid our world of these creatures, the galactic council is still in tatters from the 3rd Galactic War. Now is the time to strike them…<transmission to degraded to decipher>”
As you can see, the situation doesn’t look good, but far worse is still to be read. We intercepted this transmission only days ago.
“…understood, the target planet for the invasion is confirmed, this planet is the stepping stone to their…” < transmission to degraded to decipher>
It is with utmost fear that I am sending you this message, every man and woman in the New Human Alliance should be battle ready. We’ve already lost many of the out lying worlds, including the important Alpha Centauri bases. Even with the help of our allies, I seriously doubt we will be able to hold of a full scale invasion, our fleets are all but crippled and lack the numbers to defend any of our worlds.
The Fantinos, possibly our closet ally have deployed what they could spare, but even that isn’t much, a few soldiers and a ship or two. That’s hardly enough to halt an invasion, still we have no choice. It will fall onto you and your soldier’s shoulders to stop the coming assault.
The Follow is a detail on the biology of a captured invader, when they assaulted Space Station Java in the Alpha Centauri system.
These creatures are known as the Mandrakian, one of the oldest races in the galaxy. They are a brutal, warlike race who seems hell bent on our destruction for some unknown apparent reason. They are extremely dangerous, standing about 7-8 feet tall and weighing about 250 kg. It is advised that no man should attempt to go hand to hand with a Mandrakian, for they will no doubt kill them within seconds, so if your position is overrun, retreat is the best option. Even when a Mandrakian is cornered, it is still advised that you eliminated it a range, for the Mandrakian elite corps troops have been sighted blowing themselves up, killing whole squads of men as they approach.
The Mandrakians use a highly advanced weapon system, most of it is still unknown to us, but it’s effects are; The weapon when it strikes flesh bursts into a black to purple light which burns the victim, armour is also affect somewhat, but not as much as flesh or cloth. So every soldier in the NHA should wear their armour at all times on the battle field.
Our last stance against the Mandrakian invasion is Mars, the recently completed terra-formed planet will be the battlefield, we’ve already drawn up the trenches and battle stations, and the soldiers are already awaiting the Mandrakians, as they seem to prefer ground assault rather than planetary bombardment. So we will be ready.
You and your mean will form the First Reinforcement Company, and you are placed into several squads, code named; Peace, Hope, Freedom and Liberty. When the front lines are attacked, it will be you and your soldiers who ride upon the waves of humanities hope and into the maw of the Mandrakian assault. You will be riding in Maverick transport craft, so be prepared for a hostile landing. Gentlemen may we succeed in our defense, because death isn’t an option.
---End of Data Transmission---
“So you all know now, Earth is under a shadow. We are her only chance, millions of lives are in our hands, so don’t die until Earth is safe” shouted Captain Nix, as he stood in front of his squad. “We are squad Hope, and Hope we shall give to humanity, so get your gear ready. The Mandrakians will be here tomorrow”
Welcome to a continuation on the universe that we here in the board war forum created, the Galactic War universe, as you may have read. Earth, the last strong hold of humanity is almost at it end, the Mandrakians a fanatical and warlike race are hell bent on it’s destruction for the crimes the humans did to their people during the first and second Galactic Wars.
So, it falls upon the regular men and women who make up the NEFA (New Earth Federation Army), regular means regular. These soldiers are just like the ones who appear today, armed with the basic equipment that Earth can spare after the past wars, which isn’t much. Weapons are:
Firebolt Pistol – A standard sidearm of all NEFA forces, the Firebolt is like every other pistol, holding 8 rounds of laser shells, it is best used in close range.
Firefly Rifle – This weapon has more income with the rifles of the world war eras than modern day ones, single shot laser bullets are fired, and then the rifle must be manually readied to fire the next shots. They hold up to ten laser bullets, the main benefit of this design is the control and accuracy it gives the wielder.
Hellfire SMG – Given, only to Sergeants, lieutenants and Captains , the Hellfire SMG is a full auto laser weapon, able to unload a quick burst of laser fire upon targets, with a clip holding up to 40 rounds.
Firestorm HMG – The Firestorm is the most powerful laser tech weapon given to standard NEFA troops. It has a large firing rate and is used to support small arms, with a large laser cartridge, up to 200 shells, it is field only two 2 members per squad on most deployments.
Name: <Standard Name>
Rank: <There can only be 1 lieutenant and 2 Sergeants in NEFA squad>
Role: <Role does not dictate which weapons you may want to be more involved as a medic, radio ops ect>
Weapons: <Select from the above weapons, grenades and additional equipment>
Equipment: <Other Equipment you might bring with you>
Mandrakians are unplayable by anyone, but you can dictate where their soldiers move and what they do, but be realistic when playing. A Mandrakian is a 7-8 foot tall beast, which weighs more than 3 men, has 4 sharp claws and if fanatically devoted to their gods of war. They will kill you quickly if you try something too heroic so, be realistic in your actions. Not only will they crush you, but if they feel they’re almost dead, high up soldiers will kill themselves with inbuilt explosives.
So for example, my character
Name: Marshal Nix
Role: Leader of Squad Hope.
Weapons: Hellfire SMG, Firebolt Pistol, Frag Grenades
Equipment: Binoculars, Nanoweave fibre body armour; helmet with night vision, thermal vision, etc
Background: Marshal Nix, born during the last Galactic war into a heavy military family, his father and uncles all fought in the last galactic war and all lost their lives doing so. It was only natural that he joined the forces.
It was during the formation of the New Earth Federation that he excelled and made a name for himself. He was responsible for taking important objectives for the NEF when the quelled the various gangs and other militia groups located on various human worlds. He rose to the rank of captain quickly in the field, showing bravery and leadership where others coward.
Now, Marshal Nix is stationed on Mars, the last outpost before Earth, he has flown the combat practice runs for hours, he has gone other the one important objective; drive the Mandrakians back, and he is ready to lead the men under his command to victory at all costs.
Captain Nix gazed out of his quarters window, night was falling. He watched as the soldiers out side set up fortifying positions around the main Mars base, how these men who were no older than maybe 16 or 17 prepared to fight back the Mandrakians who would come to destroy them; they were truly heroes of mankind. Marshal looked down to the photo’s he had laid out of his family, his wife and his daughter who had been evacuated back to earth so there own safety, he wondered if he would ever see them again.
Marshal collected himself and went over the war reports of the past Mandrakian encounters, they always strike at the same spot on every planet, referred to by a captured Mandrakian as the heart of the world, and it was there that the NEF had set up countless trenches and bunkers, millions of men and women to fill them and what war machines they could muster.
Marshal and squad Hope are going to reinforce those positions after the initial attack, it is hoped that a quick boost to the defensive forces would make the Mandrakians crumble under their own weight, but this tactic hasn't been tested in battle, so it was the only chance.
He walked into the hanger to inspect the Maverick transport craft that will deliver his squad into battle; it was an old style transport craft, which must have been dating back from the 2nd or 3rd Galactic war. It was large and powered by four VTOL engines mounted at the back, this was his horse and he hoped it would carry him safely into battle.