Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26535281-20170618185648/@comment-26084195-20170619052557

Abbot leapt behind a fallen concrete pillar as an explosion sent debris flying all over. "Costello, let me clear the damn blast area before you set off the charges!"

"There was no time, they were about to blow up a rocket truck!"

The twins stood up from behind their cover, and looked out at the t-junction of the street, which had collapsed and taken two tanks with it. They grinned and high-fived.

Up ahead, a New Republic vehicle came rolling up the street. It was a semi truck, but instead of a large shipping container on the back, there was a large rack with rows of homemade missiles. The truck was covered in ramshackle armour plating.

Such was the lot of the New Republic, acquiring proper military equipment where they can, but mostly acquiring and repurposing civilian vehicles.

Abbot ran over and banged on the door, which promptly opened, revealing two men, one driving, one in the passenger seat acting as gunner. "Hey, Abbot and Costello! Are we in the clear?"

"Yup."

"Nice!" He grabbed the classic trucker's radio. "Get into position guys! Time to play the devil's guitar."

Devil's guitar is a popular New Republic nickname for the homemade rocket racks mounted on these repurposed semi trucks. Two others of these rocket trucks rolled in to flank the first, and with a loud roar, let their deadly payload fly.

The rockets were in no way guided. The New Republic can almost never field guided missiles. But these rockets were certainly very high in number, and with these three coordinating their firepower with others around the town, the devastation was impressive. New Republic soldiers cheered wildly as the forces of the local warlord, Tzerrak, were turned to red past by barrages of rockets. But mostly, the rockets were targeting what few anti-air tanks there were actually present at the fight.

Screaming engines were heard overhead, as some modified military dropships flew past, on their way to the center of town where the fighting was most intense. Abbot and Costello immediately climbed on top of one of the trucks to get a better view, with big grins on their faces. Each of these modified dropships carried two special bits of kit, built by the twins themselves. One of them was just a really big bomb, as big as a tank. The other, well, they dubbed those "monkey bombs", which did something very special.

The dropships flew over the remaining fortifications in the town, releasing their bombs, blowing sizeable holes in each of them. Tzerrak's soldiers were still fighting hard in the streets around them, and these locations are where the dropships released the new prototype devices.

The monkey bombs were constructed from some large steel garbage cans, and were no doubt a strange sight as they fell to the ground. Upon hitting the ground, they magnetically propelled the series of sharpened rods in the barrel outward in all directions, punching right through armour, flesh, and even some of the cover that might have protected the enemy. Their payoad spent, the dropships flew away.

The hardened Republic fighters then fought through the remaining Tzerrakian soldiers on the streets and entered the damaged fortification. The corridors of the bunker were filled with the chatter of gunfire, as the NRM fighters pushed further in. They were suffering casualties, but they always do. But the soldiers keep pushing on. That is what is expected of a soldier of the New Republic of Mars.

They came to a reinforced door. A sapper, escorted by a few more soldiers, ran up and placed an explosive pack on the door. Everyone in the corridor ran to find cover, and the sapper detonated the charge.

The corridor was filled with whizzing bullets and the occasional laser beam. The sapper, well in cover behind the wall of an intersecting corridor. He grabbed one of his frisbee shapped grenades, and bounced it off the wall and into the corridor which led to the door. It detonated in the room, which gave the Republic soldiers the opportunity to charge out of cover. The fortified inner chamber rapidly turned to a slaughter house, but when the bullets stopped flying, it was the New Republic that stood victorious. Only one man remained alive, clutching a bullet wound in the arm: Tzerrak, the warlord formerly commanding this town.

A squadron of Seraph-class fighters flew over the town, streaking across. One of them bore the blue and white markings of General Markus Foley himself. His voice came over the radio of every NRM soldier and vehicle.

"We've done it, boys! But just like we though, Salakahn's forces are about two hours out. We weren't the only ones who thought to take advantage of Tzerrak's war with Lorsin. But that just makes it so much sweeter, doesn't it? We need to be long gone when he gets here, though. Everyone move out swift as you can, bring all prisoners along, and make sure the civilians we've rescued are protected while they come with us. Move out everyone! We've won a major victory today."