Mission 154: 0.5 Skull Destroy Base ____ Employer: Pirates ____ Target: Harbingers of Doom ____ Biome: Desert
Lance: Ghost (Merch), Macross (Hardpoint), Snipe (Nimbus)
Report: Blame the Nihilists - This drop is limited to 180 tons, which is a bit heavier than the 160 limit I'm used to, but I don't think that our lightweight lance will have any problems. Hardpoint takes Macross, if for no other reason than to have the cockpit bracing to keep her healthy for the other missions. Drunken chatter is picked up on open radio frequencies as we land, so hopefully this turns out to be a cakewalk. Merch sprints up to the edge of the base and automated light turrets power up. 2x Sniper, 1x Shredder, 1x LRM. An enemy mech moves to intercept as we open fire, but Merch removes its leg with a practiced sword swipe. COM-UNK. Hardpoint jumps close and eliminates it with an alpha strike, scattering the pieces of the destroyed reactor. Additional missile fire arrives, and two more hostiles appear - they are swiftly dispatched. JR-UNK, COM-UNK.
Damage: Only armor. ____ Salvage: JR-UNK assembled and moved into storage.
Advancement: Merch: Guts 7 to 8.
____"Sumire?"
____"A new contract just came up that you should take a look at."
____Darius finished reading the summary before I could find the newest job, adding, "Huh! Looks like they forgot to post the contract through their front organization."
____A job from the Unknown Organization appeared alongside ones offered by the Harbingers of Doom. They need a path cleared for a convoy of injured personnel. Most likely, those wounded were from the base we just flattened.
____"Take that job before they remove it and re-offer it as a Harbinger mission. It's not exactly getting paid twice for the same work, but it's close."
____"You don't think it's a trap?"
____"I think they're getting desperate in this system. Happy to take some of their C-Bills though."
____Darius chuckled. "Contract accepted - wish I could see the look on their face."
Lance: Ghost (Merch), Macross (Hardpoint), Snipe (Nimbus)
Report: Blame the Nihilists - This drop is limited to 180 tons, which is a bit heavier than the 160 limit I'm used to, but I don't think that our lightweight lance will have any problems. Hardpoint takes Macross, if for no other reason than to have the cockpit bracing to keep her healthy for the other missions. Drunken chatter is picked up on open radio frequencies as we land, so hopefully this turns out to be a cakewalk. Merch sprints up to the edge of the base and automated light turrets power up. 2x Sniper, 1x Shredder, 1x LRM. An enemy mech moves to intercept as we open fire, but Merch removes its leg with a practiced sword swipe. COM-UNK. Hardpoint jumps close and eliminates it with an alpha strike, scattering the pieces of the destroyed reactor. Additional missile fire arrives, and two more hostiles appear - they are swiftly dispatched. JR-UNK, COM-UNK.
Damage: Only armor. ____ Salvage: JR-UNK assembled and moved into storage.
Advancement: Merch: Guts 7 to 8.
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____"Uh... hey, Commander?"____"Sumire?"
____"A new contract just came up that you should take a look at."
____Darius finished reading the summary before I could find the newest job, adding, "Huh! Looks like they forgot to post the contract through their front organization."
____A job from the Unknown Organization appeared alongside ones offered by the Harbingers of Doom. They need a path cleared for a convoy of injured personnel. Most likely, those wounded were from the base we just flattened.
____"Take that job before they remove it and re-offer it as a Harbinger mission. It's not exactly getting paid twice for the same work, but it's close."
____"You don't think it's a trap?"
____"I think they're getting desperate in this system. Happy to take some of their C-Bills though."
____Darius chuckled. "Contract accepted - wish I could see the look on their face."
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