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nodded. Let's see how you bastards like being attacked out of the blue. His face didn’t show any of his thoughts.
"Good. Take everything you need to make sure your plan works."
"If I may take my leave?"
"Go." The president dismissed him with a wave, hitting the end call button for the man before he could salute. He loved salutes, but he wanted to put the hurt on these aliens more.
****
Chairman General Audacious Stevens angrily dropped his hand as he was cut from the conference. He didn't know what the people of his great nation had been doing when they elected this power hungry and idiotic president.
He had to tell himself he knew why. Hell, he had been in the same boat as them when the Recruitment had happened and collectors had dropped down, picking up twenty thousand people along the west coast of the United states, including a handful of Marines from Camp Pendelton, California. He had no idea where his people had gone in the universe as they'd departed fifteen months ago aboard the ships of this Defence Force.
He knew the new presidents plans which he wanted to propose to the Defence Force--who weren't against force--as was apparent with the bombardments of most of Japan, Europe, an America as they'd retaliated for the Recruitment. No assistance had come afterwards when the planet had heated up from the Kinetic Energy Weapons, they worked on the same premise as the asteroid that killed the dinosaurs. They caused dust and ash to cover they skies, ice caps melt and the water levels of the world to rise. America, which had been comfortable for too long, as well as other countries with populations near bodies of water had to weather the worst. Populations had gotten harder fast; they'd learned to deal with the chaotic and terrible weather. Most of them lived underground now, hiding from the world and the Defense Force who orbited their planet and whom they were powerless to touch.
With the people powerless, this new president had come along, proposing to unite the people with grand plans for underground fields. A plan that was already in affect, he just planned to expand it. While at the same time expanding the military, and the parts of the military that had become infested with the civilian security departments turned military. They were loyal to gaining more power and to this new president. He knew that the military was directly under the presidents command and not truly connected to the Marines, Army, Navy, or Air Force.
He hoped Captain Connolly was as ready as he didn’t feel.
***
“Captain, we have a launch order from the president!”
Connolly, who had been watching the events unfolding above Earth, now rushed out of the common room/command center of the Marines for Space Assault Force One.
“Up you get, Marines! Into your suits and ready your weapons, we’re a go!” He rushed to his own Mecha, which had been dug from the wasteland that was Japan, where the master game creator of Mecha Assault had made a small army of the man operated machines. Combined with the armor and technology that had been spread across the globe by the missiles which had hit, collectors, and other ships, the bastardized suits they wore reminded the Captain of something out of a bad sci-fi movie where things where held together with tape. Well, the padding on the inside was; it was hell to ride them without. He had no idea how the Japanese had used them to attack and take down three collector ships. Hell, today he was expected to take down a space ship.
His Marines readied themselves in minutes, showing his constant drilling had paid off as they used their Mechas considerable strength to get to their shuttles in seconds, running up catwalks and attaching themselves to the locking bolts and harnesses which would hold them in place while they where hurtling into space.
“Houston, this is Roman Candle One, ready for launch,” Captain Tyler Smith said. Connolly grinned at his pilots antics.
“Captain Smith, this is
"Good. Take everything you need to make sure your plan works."
"If I may take my leave?"
"Go." The president dismissed him with a wave, hitting the end call button for the man before he could salute. He loved salutes, but he wanted to put the hurt on these aliens more.
****
Chairman General Audacious Stevens angrily dropped his hand as he was cut from the conference. He didn't know what the people of his great nation had been doing when they elected this power hungry and idiotic president.
He had to tell himself he knew why. Hell, he had been in the same boat as them when the Recruitment had happened and collectors had dropped down, picking up twenty thousand people along the west coast of the United states, including a handful of Marines from Camp Pendelton, California. He had no idea where his people had gone in the universe as they'd departed fifteen months ago aboard the ships of this Defence Force.
He knew the new presidents plans which he wanted to propose to the Defence Force--who weren't against force--as was apparent with the bombardments of most of Japan, Europe, an America as they'd retaliated for the Recruitment. No assistance had come afterwards when the planet had heated up from the Kinetic Energy Weapons, they worked on the same premise as the asteroid that killed the dinosaurs. They caused dust and ash to cover they skies, ice caps melt and the water levels of the world to rise. America, which had been comfortable for too long, as well as other countries with populations near bodies of water had to weather the worst. Populations had gotten harder fast; they'd learned to deal with the chaotic and terrible weather. Most of them lived underground now, hiding from the world and the Defense Force who orbited their planet and whom they were powerless to touch.
With the people powerless, this new president had come along, proposing to unite the people with grand plans for underground fields. A plan that was already in affect, he just planned to expand it. While at the same time expanding the military, and the parts of the military that had become infested with the civilian security departments turned military. They were loyal to gaining more power and to this new president. He knew that the military was directly under the presidents command and not truly connected to the Marines, Army, Navy, or Air Force.
He hoped Captain Connolly was as ready as he didn’t feel.
***
“Captain, we have a launch order from the president!”
Connolly, who had been watching the events unfolding above Earth, now rushed out of the common room/command center of the Marines for Space Assault Force One.
“Up you get, Marines! Into your suits and ready your weapons, we’re a go!” He rushed to his own Mecha, which had been dug from the wasteland that was Japan, where the master game creator of Mecha Assault had made a small army of the man operated machines. Combined with the armor and technology that had been spread across the globe by the missiles which had hit, collectors, and other ships, the bastardized suits they wore reminded the Captain of something out of a bad sci-fi movie where things where held together with tape. Well, the padding on the inside was; it was hell to ride them without. He had no idea how the Japanese had used them to attack and take down three collector ships. Hell, today he was expected to take down a space ship.
His Marines readied themselves in minutes, showing his constant drilling had paid off as they used their Mechas considerable strength to get to their shuttles in seconds, running up catwalks and attaching themselves to the locking bolts and harnesses which would hold them in place while they where hurtling into space.
“Houston, this is Roman Candle One, ready for launch,” Captain Tyler Smith said. Connolly grinned at his pilots antics.
“Captain Smith, this is
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