Author's Note

Here's chapter 2. I hope you all enjoy it and I hope it passes time.

Arrival of Vengeance

Year : June 5th 4042
Time : 1320 Greenwich time
Unit 375th LDT, 78th fleet of the 1st fleet battle group.
Location: Inbound to location of distress call.

To say the hangar or even the ship in general was busy was an understatement. Gerad walked calmly through the organized chaos as M35A4 Archangel MBTs roared past him, Angel mobile fortress shook ground around them, and the Black Sun APCs whizzed by as they went to their respective Unit deployment pads. Gerad stopped in front of his Brigade staging are where the equipment crew assigned to them was attaching the weapons to their newest vehicle. The "Warrior" Infantry Fighting Vehicle had a 55MM automatic cannon that fired 450 rounds a minute with the ability to destroy light armor or blow open holes in buildings if needed. "HANKINS! GET THAT FUCKING 13MM SUPPRESSION GUN FIXATED IN PLACE NOW"! He heard the senior chief yell as a "Yes sir" was heard.

"How're we doing Chief Winslow"? He asked as he watched five out of his ten IFV roll off the ramp and into position behind his first battalion. "We're on schedule sire but are you sure you only need ten instead of the full thirty? Those other twenty crews want to get into the fight too". The senior chief pointed out to which Gerad shook his head. "Tell them they are the cavalry if things go south. The enemy wont expect us let alone another twenty IFVs to drop from the sky". With a nod the chief ran to tell the other twenty crews who were less than pleased but understood.

Once the chief had left Gerad turned to his unit. "ALRIGHT! Listen up and listen up good. We are a go for this mission, we are to burn in and make contact with the endangered nation! Once we enter orbit we will drop the moment we are given approval. Once we establish contact we will provide support and aid to those injured and against hostile forces. You may be wondering how we'll figure out who is friendly. Well, you're going to love this shit because we are going to drop between both forces and figure out who the hell sent that signal at which time we will engage in combat against any OPFOR unless they wish to surrender. If not, then we show them what war really is and who the masters of it are"! He roared out to which his soldiers nodded their heads in agreement and several cheered.

By no means was the U.S.E blood thirsty or unfair but they did not take kindly to good people being hurt. They were driven to do good and good only. Their belief being that no one should harm another who could not defend themselves properly against any threat and it sound like this Celestia and her people were not equipped for war with others if at all. SO whatever the nation had to originally hold invasion at bay no longer existed or the enemy no longer cared about their losses.

"Dropping out of jump in three, two, one. All forces this is the captain. We are once again responding to a cry for help in order to silence it. These people need our help and once more we will embark on a great crusade much like our forefathers. Let us never forget who we are as a people and as a military. Good luck, and may God give you strong winds to bring you home". The next few moments were a flurry of orders and yelling. "YOU HEARD THE MAN! MOUNT UP"! Gerad yelled at his men who ran to their TDS-25 Light Bringer drop ships, the IFVs attaching under the belly of the space craft. Each one carried thirty soldiers and could stay on station to provide ground support to friendly forces.

Through the comms of the 375th they could hear a song, their commander's favorite.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-d5etNrIf4

"Move move move. I WANT US ON THE PLANET TWENTY MINUTES AGO"! Gerad yelled as he got into the drop ship himself. "First battalion will burn in, the rest will wait until given the order to fall". He commanded as 10 dropships roared to life and lifted off the hangar floor with their IFVs attached. "All units, green light. I repeat green light to burn"! Came the Hangar controller as the shielding and doors fell. "TDS-25 Alpha 0-1 through Alpha 1-0 are good for lift off". Gerad felt a lurch in motion as the TDS-25 he was in flew forward with incredible speed out of the hangar into the vacuum of space.

As they left the TDS-25s formed a chevron like formation. His helmet activated, covering his face from view as his blue optics glowed faintly, his Personal Mission Display popped up and ran him through the vitals of his soldiers currently burning into atmosphere. "We're entering atmo, be ready for anti-aircraft fire if they have any". The pilot said as a sudden yell of "WHAT THE FUCK"?! Was heard followed by a thud.

Gerad frowned when he heard the thud and cursing from the pilot. "Pilot what's wrong"? He asked as the ship shook lightly as they continued to burn. "Well one, it's dark as fuck but that's not the problem. I hit a fucking Gryphon man. How the fuck"? The pilot responded to Gerad. "Don't worry about it pilot, get us to the ground and give me a thermal view of the ground". He ordered.

"Copy that sir, streaming to you and the rest of the troops now". Below as they burned he realized it was indeed night time and that to the locals they probably looked like falling stars. Gerad activated his tac-gaunt (Tactical gauntlet.) and connected to a recent orbital camera system established when they entered the area. He checked the thermal one more time and saw a massive amount of heat signatures below them formed up in what could only be considered formations. "Pilot, I found a good spot to land. I'm sending you the coordinates, drop us over that area and we'll take care of the rest".

"Copy that sir. I have eyes on the target and a marker set, get everyone ready to drop". The ship went from pointing straight down to flying straight and level. Gerad smiled as he stood up and examined the troop bay. "ALRIGHT LISTEN UP! IFVs WILL DROP FIRST, AFTER THAT IT'S OUT TURN"! He yelled. "EVERYONE UP"! Upon his order each soldier stood up on either side of the bay while the door opened and bright purple energy pulsed from the ship's engines on it's tail. "CHECK AIR BRAKES". He yelled and watched each soldier check each other for possible air brake issues. "ON MY SIGNAL WE WILL JUMP". With his hand up in a closed fist he waited for the green light.

"Dropping IFVs now". A soft thunk was heard as the mag locks were disengaged and allowed the ten IFVs to fall to the planet where their hover treads caught them and made sure they didn't smash violently into the ground. "IFVs deployed". The light inside the Drop ship turned from red to yellow to green. "GO GO GO! GET THE FUCK OFF MY SHIP"! He yelled as he jumped first and dove towards the planet with 4,000 meters to fall. He turned to notice every soldier in the battalion, all 300 jump from their ships. Down below he could make out the ten IFVs set up in such a way to provide over lapping field of fire towards the area the heat signatures had been seen.

"Captain Gerad, this is Sergeant House. All IFVs have landed successfully and have set up a defensive perimeter where you are supposed to land. Be advised that there may be trees or debris from the battles". This brought a wave of relief to the captain. "Copy that Sergeant, maintain you location, we'll be there in a few seconds". He replied and activated his air brakes, and met the ground without issues as others landed around him. A Lieutenant ran up to him and handed him a holo-pad. "Sir, the fleet has sent us troop estimates on what's in front of us". Gerad took the pad and looked. An estimated 200,000 troops laid to the left at 11 o'clock with the other one being much smaller and only having 15,000 to their right at 3 o'clock.

"Alright everyone, we set up here and tomorrow morning we meet with each party. I want three IFVs ready for the crack of dawn and three squads, one for each IFV. If tomorrow proves good we may not have to kill, if not we will fight". He said as his soldiers nodded in agreement and began to dig hasty fighting positions and some deployed waist high energy infused defense barricades.

Meanwhile both sides had witnessed the falling stars and seen things fall from the sky. Both worried that it might be the other side with a new weapon and made plans to send forces out to secure or destroy whatever it was.

TDS-25: A troop transport capable of holding a single vehicle and thirty soldiers each. Capable of providing CAS to ground troops.

F-535 Diablo: The U.S.E interceptor and fighter. High speed, agility, and heavy weapons make it ideal for engagements

B-97 Azriel: The U.S.E main line bomber. Fast and well armored and shielded it is capable of fast strikes.

IFV-113 Warrior: A reintroduced concept from the days of old earth for troops dropping in who needed armor support the moment they landed. Carries a 55MM cannon.

APC-19 Black Sun: Armored Personal Carrier carries a single 13MM automatic suppression gun.

I hope you all like this chapter or page. :)