MechAssault/Dry Me Out

Dry Me Out

MISSION BRIEFING

Strike a major blow to the enemy by taking out their regional air base.

Objective: Secure Your Flank – Destroy the enemy tank depot to prevent any reinforcements attacking you from the rear.

Objective: Cripple WOB Air Power – Deny the Word of Blake the use of the skies. Find and destroy all aircraft.

Objective: Destroy Key Structures – Find and destroy the helicopter depot and the prototype hangar.

Natalia: I don’t like the amount of air power the Word of Blake has in the area, Captain, so we’re going to do something about it. Foster, briefing please.

Foster: First, a bit of good news. I have our Uziel that was damaged in the crash up and running. A Medium ‘Mech with more firepower might be helpful on this mission.

Foster: Okay, mission briefing. We’re in range to target a major Word of Blake air base. First, we take out their ground forces and a tank depot. Second, we storm the airfield and make sure no planes fly out of there. Third – the helicopter depot. But they’ll be after you by then. Last thing – remote recon shows a helicopter prototype hangar, but we have no idea what’s inside. Destroy it.

Natalia: Think you’ve got enough to do, MechWarrior?

DURING MISSION

Objective: The enemy has a large force of tanks stationed at the far end of the city. Take out their depot.

Foster: Multiple enemies inbound. The bastards were ready for us. Get that tank depot as soon as possible. Watch the turrets on the ridge.

Natalia: Good work, Captain.

Objective: We need to take control of the skies. Destroy all airplanes.

Foster: Incoming, sir. They’ve scrambled their helicopter squadron. Wait, they’re also launching their fighters. Don’t let any take off!

Foster: I’m reading no surviving fighter craft. Move on to the next objective and take it out.

Objective: Enemy helicopters are stationed at the base overlooking the docks. Take out their depot.

Natalia: Captain, destroy the next objective and get back to the Icarus ASAP.

Objective: We don’t know what they have in that hangar, and we don’t want to find out. Destroy it.

Foster: Holy crap! I mean…Sir, two Blake BattleMechs!

Strader: Wolf’s Dragoons scum, this is Adept Strader, commander of the Word of Blake on this planet. You meddle in that which you do not understand.

Strader: Mercenary, those two BattleMechs were the least in my command. It is only a matter of time until I personally find you and deal with you as I did your scattered friends. Your demise is at hand.

Natalia: Captain, return to the Icarus. Let this madman rant to somebody who cares.