Space E-war

[Anaclagon]

"Ground Forces are pulling out already..." Revan replied. Clone Troopers fell back as gunships appeared along with various landing craft began to pick them up, laying support fire as they had no choice but to fall back. Various landing craft picked up what they could but their ground forces were pretty much surrounded.

Revan stood there and shook his head, another failed ground assualt. Orbital bomardment could have been the only to just damage the city further and removed more defenses but their jammers was disrupting everything.

"My Lord....we've taken heavy casualties but without an accurate grid o fire upon, we cant simply just fire...we have to know where hitting something and the only way to do that is to re-enter the planet..we do want to keep this planet as effective as possible for colonization...right?" The Grand Admiral asked, every officer in the bridge eyed the Dark Lord...awaiting his response.

[dinoman666]

Soulless One pulled into the hangar of his ship, and he jumped out of the cockpit, more frustrated than ever. He was so close to defeating the army's commander. With a huff of annoyance, he headed for the bridge.

[Anaclagon]

"The General nears my lord..." The Grand Admiral responded.

"With the jammers...we cant even effectivly use your forces they way we want to. We must spread their defenses thin and take advantage of holes through their defense. Bombard facilities, military forces...citizens...we must force them to surrender" Revan responded. The Grand Admiral looked towards him and slowly nodded.

"Still...we may have no choice but to hold our landing forces for now...we must then send in...the ARC Troopers and disable their jammers, even for a few minutes we can get the data we need to intiate another invasion.." Revan responded. The Dark Lord then looked behind him as the general neared the bridge.

[dinoman666]

"Revan!" barked Grievous as he arrived. "Where were your ground forces?! They arrived too late in the battle to provide an adequate offense!"

[Iceking]

The preatorians walked on through the forest, searching for stray humans thta sometimes came entered it. They would search the areas where stray hosts had been caught often and on occasion to see if they could catch one alone. It would be too risky to go near the human city as the humans had weapons that would be able to keep the xenos at bay.

[Doc 42]

The small marican drone glided through out the crash site, having finished searching the interior. A marican soilder was sitting on a burnt out tree above it, controling the drone via remote. The two alien creatures below hadnt noticed him thanks to his stealth suit. He put a finger up to his helmet and whisppered "No sign of survivors. located the Ai cortex. It seems secure enough... Locals are completely flabbergasted. Not really much of a problem though... Banjo is in the ship at the moment..." He switched the video feed on his helmet and a small window poped up in his hud, showing Banjos progress. He watched as the soilder put a hand on the broken door, easily tearing it off its hinges. Inside was the ominous grey cube. Banjo called over the radio "Got the Ai... Damn this guy weighs a ton, what the hell is he eating all this time?" Laughter chuckled through the coms. Another voice broke over, alot more seriously "Got military units comeing this way. Most likely to secure the ship. Unless you want a bunch of dead aliens all over the place you better hurry." Banjo said "Roger that, Joey, give me a distraction to get away from those apes." The soilder on the tree leaned back, aiming his wrist at another tree. He tapped his wrist and a tiny rocket flew out, no bigger than a dart. It rammed into the tree and exploded, the tree colapseing foreward. The two aliens screamed out and ran in panic... Banjo just walked out of a hole in the ship, the cube on his back and then dissappeared into the dust....

[TyrannoTitan]

Frank watched from another part of his personal quarters, watching as the droids and various others retreated. "Sir...they are retreating...we've won..." a voice in his head sighed. "For now, general. We don't exactly know if they plan to return. I want a damage report, and I want a headcount of every unit. We need to know how much we've lost..." Frank said calmly, looking out at the city. The outercity was most effected from the arial assualt, but it still needed repairs; some military facilities, training grounds, were destroyed or damaged in the assualt. "Yes Sir." the voice said. "And General...call reinforcements from the closest sectors...I want our numbers replaced by the end of the day. And alert the factories to create more Metal Gears, we don't need a shortage of troops." Frank added before turning away, walking off to speak with the rest of Dead Cell...

[Anaclagon]

"General, if you had notice...it would not have matter, their defenses where too strong. Now we'll receieve reinforcements soon...we are not giving up so easily" Revan replied as the General Stormed in.

"You see General...our plan is under the cover of night, we'll send in our most elite troopers in small units. They will discover the jamming systems and attempt to disable them, even for a few minutes will be fine. We need to map everything out, see their defenses so we know where to strike. We must spread their forces thin as we bombard their defenses as our troops close in" The grand Admiral replied.

All they needed was an approval...they had reinforcements but they just lost numerous troopers and ground forces...initiating Base Delta Zero would be pointless...they needed this planet.

[dinoman666]

"Then you had better get ready, because I doubt they'll wait for us to go after them again," said Grievous angrily.

[Anaclagon]

"Night is approaching...I'll scramble some of my ARC Troopers...still what of you general, dont you have elite forces of your own...we are allies right...we both have to work together and find the jammers.." Revan asked as he looked towards the General. Rushing things was not smart...especially in war.

[dinoman666]

"I have Geonosian warriors and Trandoshan mercenaries. They are the best infiltrators I have at my disposal,"replied Grievous. The Geos weren't great at it, but his Trando brethren would easily penetrate any defenses made by the human forces on the planet.

[Anaclagon]

"Good...now prepare them for their stealth missions...remember General, they are to discover the jammers, they are not to attract to much attention to themselves.." Revan responded.

ARC Trooper Captain, Alpha 05 would lead the 11 Man Squad of ARC Troopers to infiltrate and search for the jammer...they where to stay hidden and not do anything that would catch too much attention. These troopers were the best of the best and they had their job to do..

The Arc Troopers assembled in the hanger of the Annihilator as a stealth craft was responsible of transporting them to the surface. They just needed to wait for the Droids and see what men they would bring...still the cocky and elite troopers were confident that they still where the best.

[dinoman666]

A Trandoshan dropship arrived in the Annihilator's hangar, and released 7 Trandoshan mercs armed with ACP Repeaters and Concussion Rifles. A pair of Geonosian warriors armed with deadly Force Pikes came out as well.

[Anaclagon]

Alpha 05 looked at the arriving droid forces.

"I assuming you know the plan...well come on, we dont need introductions...we go in to the planet and find those jammers...simple enough. We'll just kill anybody in our way.." The DC-15A Riffle was the basic weaponry the ARC Troopers had, most of them carried it. Others were carrying their rocket launchers and duel blaster pistols. However One of them carried their Chaingun, another carried its quad blasters..They were heavily armed and should have been able to deal with most targets with their elite training.

Alpha 05 begun to lead his men towards the stealth craft...preparing for the mission

[dinoman666]

The Trandos and Geos followed behind the ARC Troopers, mostly whispering amongst themselves in their own languages. The Trandos checked their ammo and weapons, while the Geos checked the energy levels on their pikes, sometimes swinging them gently to make sure they were in good working condition.

[Anaclagon]

"Remember...your craft should get you past the defenses, look for the jammers...do not engage the leader or any other high imporant offical. Kill soldiers if required but dont attract too much attention...your repersenting the best out there...preform your mission well.." Revan's voice entered the comlink to the troopers in the craft as the final instruction. The stealth aircraft that rose up in the air as it left the hanger of the massive Annihilator...upon reaching space, its cloaked activated, rendering it invisible to radar and all other tracking devices, hardly making a sound. The craft did not have any specific landing zone..but it would not matter anyway..

[dinoman666]

The Trandos and Geos readied their weapons for the upcoming infiltration. Even if they didn't get a chance to fight, it would be worth it to see the looks on the humans' faces when they lost the jamming device.

[Anaclagon]

The stealth craft moved swiftly and steahltily as it entered the planet within moments. The craft then found itself...as it moved quickly, flying through buildings until it landed in a dark alley large enough to hide the craft.

"We've landed...come on.." Alpha 05, the Captain responded as he stood up. "Everybody, arm yourself, use the shadows well..." The ARC Captain replied as the door opened up as he and several other troopers looked outside of the craft before running into the shadows..hiding.

[dinoman666]

The two Geos fluttered silently out, using their wings to gain a height advantage. They headed onto ledge that were well hidden, to keep themselves from being spotted. The Trandos took up a formation, waving their guns back and forth as they slinked from shadow to shadow.

[Doc 42]

Ark'aran watched through the small Koultian services drones camera as the Marican shuttle sliped into the sky, unnoticed by the aliens swarming around the area. He shifted his damaged avatars view over to the two civilian aliens. A blue skinned commander was shouting at them to get in the back of a truck. The farmer and his son tearfully complying... Ark'aran tried to move foreward again, ending up turning in a small circle, a broken tred hampering him. Suddenly, an alien hand landed on his head, hoisting him up. He was dropped into a plastic bag and the alien shouted "Sir! I found some sortv'e machine!!! " The commander walked over, stareing at Ark'aran. His eyes focused on the alien commanders huge face and bulgeing eyes. The commander whisspered "Amazing... The public cant find out.. no they cant.... put it in the truck with the rest of the stuff." Other aliens were drawing a massive covering over the Koult ship. A bunch of bio suited aliens were prodding some of the blue Koultian feul with tools, trying to work out what it was and if it was dangerous. There shouldn't be a problem with containing the crash. It had looked like a metorite to anyone far away from it and anyone close to it would be dead along with everyone else in the forest. However, moving the ship would be harder... They didn't have to think of a plan for that yet. Just get what they could find to Area 52. Thankfully, the public was convinced that all alien artifacts, if any, were hidden in the pentagon. Anyone who really did beleive in these "alien artifacts" were usually seen as stupid and wierd. Something which played along to the governments likeings very much. Ark'aran watched helplessy as he was stored in the truck with the rest of the Koultian gear. There was nothing there of use. It was all weapons, suit peices or broken items. The Koult had scuttled most of their equipment as Ark'aran crashed the ship. His plan had reached flaws at the very end of execution. He didnt anticipate that the Koult would start trying to destroy the ship in an attempt to stop him. It really didnt matter though. As long as the ship landed onto the planet, even if he died the Cube would keep him in existence. That wouldve been risky though, very risky. He might not have been able to find a new host before the Maricans arrived and took the Cube away. Thankfully, right before impact he inhabited this small drone. It had played a key part in his slaughtering of the remaining Koult on board.

He waited in the plastic bag, glanceing around, praying that something useful would land next to him.