Battleship Alamo City: A Battleship Express Side Story

The sun shone upon the Fertile Valley. The sand was dyed red from the siege of the past four days.the soldiers of Alamo City kept a look out on the outskirts of the newly captured fortress city of Ur. The Field Marshal of the North, Suleiman , had successfully gained vast parts of the front, but it had come at a price. Millions on both sides lay dead and the enemy was not going to let them keep Ur without a fight.

"Captain!." Jenkins called to Ravage who was resting after the fight.

"Yes?" He said bleary eyed.

"Reports say enemy reinforcements are preparing for a counter attack and they've brought two War trains." Jenkins replied. This made Ravage's eyes shoot open.

"War trains you say. Any information on them?" Ravage asked.

"Only that one is made of two machine gun cars and an armored locomotive. The second has 8 turreted 57mm guns and 32 machine guns." Jenkins said looking over the intel.

"They will be a nuisance. However, we have range and more guns. Tell the men to target the front and back cars of the larger train before taking down the little one." Ravage said before grabbing his guns to leave.

"What about you?" Jenkins asked.

"I was told to fight with the ground troops. So that's what I'm gonna do." Ravage simply stated and left.

The commander of Ursa Major, Red Paw, was sitting in the command unit.

"Sir! We have arrived at the city of Ur. The enemy war train is blocking the path towards further movement." A messenger said.

"No matter. Send the explosive ram ahead. Then we shall shell them to pieces like any other threat." Was the reply. The messenger saluted and left. "The time has come to show this "Metal Goliath" who reigns the rails. Soon the Ursa will be proven superior." Red Paw said.

One of the rangers saw a cart running along the line. The flatcar had something tied down and a ram at its front.

"Bomb Car! Bomb Car!" called the soldier. The front 88 mm fired to try and hit the car but missed. The car ran along and smashed into the Lone Star.

BOOOOM!

"Sir the car has hit the train." The messenger replied.

"Excellent that is a problem solved." He said then a loud series of booms and bangs rang out across the valley.
BOOM!THUMP! BOOM!

Red Paw moved to the front and used binoculars his eyes bulged at seeing the enemy train was fine. A mangled cowcatcher was the main damage and he saw the bomb car, or what was left of it had been split into life a hot knife through butter.

"Bastards! Their ram took the blow and even split the flatbed apart!" Then he saw the soldiers charging were being cut down. "What could be causing this!" He yelled.

"Sir look at the front of their line!" One of the soldiers said. The general looked to see a biped with fur, tail and cat ears. He was cutting through the enemy with his unknown rifle.

"What the fuck is a Purrsian doing here! They're neutral!" General Red Paw shouted. "I want every gun to fire on those men!" Red paw finished.

"What about the train-" A soldier tried to say but was suddenly interrupted.

Forget that! That filthy butcher must die. Order all guns to fire on that Purrsian!" Red Paw declared as his guns roared.

Ravage heard the loud guns as shells began to streak towards him.

"get down!" Ravage called and all the men hunkered down in the trench line. Saddle Arabians were sent flying from the artillery strikes. "Now's our chance target the artillery cars!" Ravage called and the guns roared their retaliation. The enemy could hit the trench, but the Alamo City could easily hit the enemy from out of enemy range. The smaller train was firing machine guns at the trench. Other artillery fired and the Ursa minor was badly damaged. They decided to retreat the Minor when fire billowed from the cars.

"Sir! The Ursa Minor is in retreat and our artillery cars are being picked off one by one.!" A soldier called. Red paw walked to the controls and set the engine to accelerate forward into the enemy line and the pressure to expand past limits. "Sir you kill us all!"

"The defense of the homeland is more important you fool. This train must die!" Red Paw roared as the train started its headlong rush at the enemy train.

The soldiers of Alamo City opened fire on the runaway train. the armored cars took multiple blows from the guns. One final shot from the 20 inch turret and the thing was gone in a smoldering pile of steel. With one move the Alamo city moved forward and shoved the former war train out of the way.

"Retreat! Retreat!" came calls from enemy officers as the enemy tried to run, but the guns from the trenches refused to let them leave. The enemy was cut down in the thousands. The enemy took eighty percent casualties in the battle to retake Ur.

"Keep up the advantage, Forward!" Ravage called and the army charged forward to gain ground. The enemy was overwhelmed in encirclement attacks. The enemy struck back, but did nothing except slow the advance. Ater two weeks, the enemy was left on the fringes of their former claims. However, they all stopped just when the enemy could be taken out with a message from the royal court.

"Field Marshal. I'm afraid you must deal with further movements on your own." Ravage said to Suleiman.

"What caused this?" Suleiman asked.

"Orders form his highness. We are to mobilize into Neighgypt. Apparently, the army is on the back foot their and we must go strengthen that front." Ravage said.

"Actually I have a request and reward for you on the pass down south. I want you to deliver these letters to my family. Normally, I would just use the mail train, but you are faster and already here." Suleiman said. "If you do this I will grant you one favor within my power in exchange." He continued.

"Of course Field Marshal. I will take this mail personally to your family." Ravage pocketed the mail as the train set out. Little did he know how important this meeting would be for himself and his future.

"A Purrsian leading those filthy horses!" Field Marshal Pol said. He was in charge of the theater and was furious to hear about Ur.

"Yes sir. That's what the report said, but he isn't entirely Purrsian. He is like a hybrid of those creatures he leads." A messenger said.

"This si something I cannot stand! Tell our soldiers to march in and demand the Purrsians cease helping the enemy.

"Actually sir. Their is a civil war between Ursa supporters and the monarchy." the messenger replied.

"Excellent. Send our troops in. They must pay for bringing a Purrsian commander to the enemy!" Pol said. The messenger saluted and left.

This was the next crack that would come to crumble the Usuri Union...once and for all.