The Battle for Coruscant- For All the Guns in the World

[Santoro]

Historical Information: Located at the iconic coordinates (0,0,0), Coruscant is the political, social, economic, and militant capital of the Republic and the galaxy at large. Home to over 1,000,000,000,000 permanent residents and countless additional travelers from every corner of the known universe, it is very commonly said “he who owns Coruscant owns the galaxy”. For too long the Republic has ruled the galaxy- it is time for the Empire to take what is theirs.

Situation: Realizing the war he had committed his Empire to could drag on for decades (and nowhere near ready to wait so long for his prize), Emperor Tusa Ujalli Hai captured Yag’Dhul late in the First Hutt War. While tactically important in the scheme of hyperspace routes, the devious Hutt had another plan- using the natural mathematic inclination of the Givin, he would develop an extragalactic hyperspace route out of the galactic disk near Yag’Dhul and emerge back into the galactic disk in the deep core. From there, his armies would navigate in a surprise raid on the capital. The effort took five years and billions of credits, resulting in a short-lived route that would soon be eliminated by a black hole. The Emperor had to move fast- all of his best fleets began pooling around Yag’Dhul. Soon, the Emperor could claim his throne.


For All the Guns in the World - Two Spots Remaining : Full
Mission Objectives: Eliminate Republic Armed Forces’ High Command. Destroy the RAF headquarters.
Expectations: Major Republic resistance from SOLAG, RMC, and RAF. Take no prisoners.
Assigned PCs: Marcus Tuain (Count Sam), Valance Blood (Zen)
Defender PCs: Frolik Uhura (Dancing Lawn), Archenon Ward (Trellheim), Isamu Takeda (Joker Act 1), Abele Hallen (Ru)

Note: Please allow the Hutts to enter fully before responding. Afterwards, we'll establish a posting order. This is an attempt at NO BITCHING- we'll have OOC threads for clarifications, but I don't want arguing.

 

[Prancing Yawn]

The makeshift Battle Station A was bustling with activity; pit droids trudging around with large crates of ammunition, squads of riflemen coming through the turbolift, and snipers tweaking their weapons.. Sergeant Frolik Uhura had arranged a group of troopers to take station on the 3rd floor balcony of headquarters, where they would have a good view of the oncoming ground troops. Engineers carried blast-shields to the balcony and nailed them on to the rails to provide extra cover for the troopers. Some other troops were mounting machine guns and blaster turrets. Frolik controlled all the traffic standing on top of a tool crate.

"Get that crate over there - no, by the turrets! I don't care if the hydroflux whatever is broken, fix it! We need all the firepower we can get! Take your positions on the left wing!"

He was almost out of breath by the time he was finished barking that group of orders, and stepped down from the crate.

The 30. cal mounted machine guns and laser turrets were all the perfect anti-infantry weapons, and some were loaded with anti-vehicle rounds. They would be used for shooting down troop transport shuttles. For a scrambled defense front, Battle Station A was well decked-out for the fight to come.

Then a message came through from Central Command Center on Frolik's comm. The Mandalorians had deployed their war basilisk droids into the atmosphere; Frolik could see some smoke rising from one of the Temple spires. If the Mandalorians had already arrived, Hutts would be upon headquarters soon.

"Gunners to your stations! They'll be underway soon!"

 

[Brand]

"Code Triple Red has come into effect! All troopers are to go into immediate alert status. Scramble all units, and move all RMC assets to the front."

General Archenon Ward blasted orders out to the communications officer. He sat in his office chair in the high spires of the Republic Marine Corps Headquarters. The report had just been delivered to him of the impending Hutt attack, and he would not allow High Command to be caught off guard.

Ward stood from his chair, striding swiftly to his working closet. He quickly dressed in his combat armor, leaving only his helmet in the closet. He donned his dual blaster pistols, strapping them to his waist, and then left the room. "Praeda, get me Colonel Nelson on my personal comlink now."

"Aye sir," responded his secretary. Archenon picked up the hail from one of Coruscant three Republic defense battalions commanding officers. "Colonel, get all troops prepared for immediate combat. Get me a platoon of Marines to meet me outside HQ."

"On it now, General," the Colonel responded. Ward took a turbolift down to ground level and stepped outside, where he was greeted by a green looking Lieutenant. "Dawn Treaders C Platoon reporting in, General," shot off the junior officer.

"Let's move to the area where the Hutts forces are landing. The aerial gun batteries should be firing now; let's see what kind of OP4 we have before commiting our entire force to the defense of High Command. Get all SOLAG, RMC, and RAF forces ready to move out in the next ten minutes."

"Aye, aye, General."

Ward raised his pistol in the air, motioning for the soldiers behind him to fall in. "Let's roll, boys."

 

[Ender]

"Men, today is a day that will go down in history!" Colonel Takeda cried, looking at the 4,567 men in front of him. "The enemy is at the gates! This is the battle that, above all else, matters! We take no step back! But forward!" Takeda cried, brandishing his sword and raising it high. "We cannot take a step back, because our back is at a wall! If we lose today, then the rest of the galaxy will follow! Today, we fight! To the bitter end if we have to!" the men cheered, raising their rifles and crying out in one voice. "For the Republic!"

 

[Zen]

Valance Blood had been armored up, with heavy armor, grade two. He wore a plate full of varies ammo, around him, A hand gun, light Machine guns, the powerful turret ones, shotgun, a lot of different types of bombs, and a grenade Lucifer. He was alone on this, he was doing this fight alone, without any Back, he was leading over roughly 12000, to 25,000 men to battle to take over this bloody thing, all of whom who heavily experienced. Soilder were being dropped by these the ground troops. Sicarius-class Dropship And by these.Scarab-class Dropship Tanks, Men,and Mechs were being reenforced and placed on the ground, twelve ground war tanks, and eight Mechs. Valance was found raiding these. a Helicopter, and there were forty more behind him. There was roughly, 16,900 men on the ground, and more were coming, twenty of the drops ships, that had the ground men dropped off and on, Carrier oiled tanks.

A Kel'Dor Sergent spoke."Captain, our sect weapon is ready for vaporize the men into burning ashes shall we process." The Kel'Dor spoke, Valance gave him the sit, and spoke."Today we win. To armies my friends, and foes."He said through the communication. With that being said. he spoke, As they neared the republican Troops."Drop the Oil tanks, and do not fire."He ordered, As he did that, the Heretical were in a distance, from short, to mid range firing. But the drop tanks were not, if the drop tanks, were to exceeded with the plan, on pouring oil on the ground he barked, Captain Valance Blood."YOU DIE!! OPEN FIRE MEN!!"He barked at the Solders, as his Eyes, flashed crimson red from under his eyes, as fire light up in the his hands, the dark side grew even more stronger with him, as Fire begun to flame, the entire land, scape, He had no worries in control all this fire, as long as Oil, was here, he had Full control of the Fire Manipulation.

 

[Brand]

"The Hutts are setting fire to the city, sir," shouted a communications lieutenant from the far corner of the Marine Corps offices. "Bring in Fire Control and get escorted vehicles out to get the fire contained," ordered the Vice Commandant.

General Archenon Ward gazed down at the holomap that surveyed the battlefield, where even now small blips of flames appeared. "Lieutenant Hanson, I'd like the Dawn Treaders to spearhead a leftside sweep. Relay orders to Colonel Takeda to merge with our two RMC battalions and stop their frontal assault for as long as possible. I'll personally lead Nelson's battalion in from the left; we can circle around the plaza and strafe their flanks as best as possible. From there we can send air strikes in to the core of the attackers and try to even the odds for as long as possible."

Hanson nodded and gave a quick hand signal to his platoon sergeant to form up the platoon. General Ward trotted over to one of the winding alleyways of Coruscant city. "Down here," he motioned, drawing the slug rifle from where it hung on his back. Ward gave one last long glance to the towering HQ building before leading the troops into the street.

 

[Prancing Yawn]

The Hutts had arrived.

Their dropships flew overhead, and Frolik knew what they were carrying - thousands of troops, each well-armed and ready to die eagerly for their Empire. It made Frolik sick that they were so willing to lay their lives on the line for a brigade of scum like the Hutts.

General Archenon Ward was already planning to take the fight to the Hutts instead of the other way around, and the Sergeant's platoon would be of no help of them at the balcony - their mounted turrets they had set up would only be effective at close to short range, and Frolik doubted they would pierce the dropships armor at a long range.

"Alright, men, we're of no help to the defense sitting here on our bollocks, so let's go join the General on the streets. We'll use this as a fallback position if we need to.. "

Frolik hoped they wouldn't need a fallback position.

One by one, the soldiers filed into the turbolift, with rifles on their shoulders and ready for a battle. They marched out of the Headquarters at a brisk pace to catch up with Archenon's force.

"Hup, two, three, fore, HUP, two, three, fore, HUP, two, three, four, HUP.. COMPANYYY, HALT!"

The platoon arrived with the rest of the soldiers, and Frolik's men fell into line with the others.

"Sergeant Uhura reporting, Sir. G Platoon is ready for combat."