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Operation: Noble Aim (Mission)
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Post by Tadayoshi Teppei and Silence on Nov 29, 2018 0:30:52 GMT
For a few moments after every callsign acknowledged, there was nothing but the sound of silence (lowercase S) in everyone's ears. Given that this was a world without crickets on a cool but not cold, windless night, the night was truly quiet save for whatever micro noises the hired mercenaries made. Tadayoshi, however, came back in everyone's ears sounding a little concerned. "Anyone there? I said I wanted verbal acknowledgements. Can you hear me?" Again the boy waited about a minute for someone, anyone to call in. Maybe they did and maybe they didn't, but in either case his next reply was the same: "We're not receiving you. Standby."
A few more minutes would pass during which the group were again left to the quiet. The quiet was probably good, in a way; it meant they weren't stuck in a fight yet. But again, the silence broke, only this time it was Renamon ringing in everyone's ears. "We think the Black Army is using jamming technology to block all frequencies that try to escape the proximity of the village except the one they use. They were still developing it when I lift them, but it may have been finished by now, or perhaps they've deployed some unfinished prototype if you can still hear us, in which case you should also hear each other.. If you can, your only way of communicating with us is through that signal gear, but we'll keep our eyes on you best we can from here. We'll just have to adapt." "We're turning you all over to your respective commanders and continuing the mission. Sandman, Vandal, and Specter out."
Beta: The demolition team didn't get a whole lot to do for a long while. Their journey was an easy one, especially since their destination was visible from quite far away and even in the low light due to the number of light sources on top of the southern wall. Its height was absolutely massive, though in a world like this that was just about standard. Any good wall had to be built for holding a titanic digimon out, and this one was no exception. Heck, the whole group could probably see the immense stone structure in the distance. The color of the light suggested fire.
Even taller than the wall, though, was a giant stone watchtower. It stood sturdy, and while most of its electric searchlights were pointed inward, toward the village, one was shining down and scanning the forest outside of it, occasionally getting threateningly close to shining right on Beta Element.
When they got up close, the wall looked nigh-impenetrable. The gray stone was cut in perfectly uniform blocks, no doubt held together by strong, sturdy adhesive. On top, Troopmon could be seen patrolling and peering over the edge, looking for Ryouta, Valt, and the Resshamon, though the fact that they continued on without incident seemed to indicate Beta wasn't spotted. Still, there was the matter of getting through that thick stone barrier... until Beta could spot a section of the wall that was crumbling just at the bottom.
Some of the stone bricks had fallen away with more threatening to give, and they formed a passage beneath the wall. The problem? It was very, very narrow. Valt and Ilbert would probably be fine in their present forms if Valt stuck to a crawl, but Rryouta was going to have to stay down real low in order to just barely fit. There was also only room for them to pass single file. "Beta, Specter. I have visual contact. You need to stay out of that search light. Be ready for anything on the other side of that wall, too; there's no way of knowing from my position what you could walk into. Out."
Gamma:The stealth element, Gamma Element, likewise had a fairly quiet journey most of its way. Too bad nobody acknowledged their objections to destroying the hoards. They didn't want to drag out an argument any further. However, once it was just Renamon and Gamma listening, she'd radio in, "Gamma, Vandal. About earlier, I advise you to keep any further dissent to yourselves. I'd hate for anyone to start worrying whether they can trust you. Out." Gamma, too, was likely to see the fire-crowned wall before them, but they wouldn't need to worry about the impassable structure if all went well on their end. What they did have to worry about was the sound of other, unrecognized voices from some distance away. "We're lost." "We're not lost! We're just... taking a detour!" Flash lights followed the two male voices. These flashlights were mounted beneath the barrels of rifles carried by Troopmon. This gave away the pair's position and signaled that they were coming closer, straight toward Gamma Element. "Why are we even patrolling this desolate forest? It makes no sense when there's a MetalKoromon hidden watching all the entryways we know about!" "Not all of 'em," his buddy countered, "The south gate, remember? They went ahead and posted the muscle there, but they'd still want fair warning."
"Well there's still one at each end of the tunnel, not to mention the one right as soon as someone tries to go through the wall, and the gate's guarded. The fact that we're out here is still total Bullmon."
"Will both of you be quiet?" That was a third voice. Perhaps there could still be more?
Nice as it was that these two were stupid enough to spill their guts about security measures, Gamma still had to do something. The forest was certainly full of cover, and they could always attempt to engage the patrol if they thought it could be done quickly and quietly. Maybe there was even another, more creative solution. In any case, it seemed Gamma's trip to its first objective would be delayed.
Omega:Cion, like Beta, was not interrupted on her way to the south gate. Of course, it was really like the south hole; the doors that should have been able to swing open and shut were nowhere to be seen, leaving a huge, gaping entryway. Though at almost seemed like a gift, Cion's path would be impeded by a trio of Tankmon standing tall and looking very alert at the gate's entrance, and the both of them took up enough space that discreet entry through it looked very difficult. Once Cion arrived, hopefully hidden well, her contact checked in. "Omega, Sandman. I can see you from here and, well... it doesn't look good. You might be able to win that fight, but I don't want to think about how much noise you'd make. You'll have to get creative to figure out how to slip past them or get rid of them. Otherwise, we might have to think about alternatives like trying to scale the wall. That'd take longer, and I'm not even sure you could do it, but it's your call if you think that's your best option, or try to find some other way. That'd take longer, though, and I'm afraid those Troopmon on the wall might spot you if you try and climb. Sorry we can't come up with a solution together, but this is the best we can do. Out."
Flares remaining:
Beta: Green, Red Gamma: Green, Red Omega: Green, Red
Active Objectives:
3) Insert into the village
-Status: In progress
Post order next round: N/A
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Post by ryouta on Nov 29, 2018 10:33:11 GMT
"Beta here," Ryouta answered. The order to standby was clear enough. He stopped his little trek and came to halt, checking for any sign of monitoring Metal Koromon . "Looks like our little theory is right, eh... They had jamming? Well ain't that lovely... Is there any way to communicate with the command center?"
"We can try the flashlight, but... that's risque with capital R," Valt answered. "Digimons can understand most languages. Even if we try any JSL, ASL, or even military signals, we'll be discovered immediately. If we were to use Ilbert's Grand Locomon form, we might be able to fight the jamming and get through with his internal communication system protection, but..."
"...Yeah, that'd be too risky, no idea if he could access it either."
"I'm sorry, but I have to say that it's a risky maneuver that not even I consider as an option. How about we ask other elements how they're going?" Ilbert suggested
"Beta calling over Gamma and Omega--crap."
Ryouta had pause momentarily to hide behind a tree as a flashlight flashed dangerously close to him. Thankfully one tree is big enough for him to hide. Valt also hid himself nearby. "...I repeat, Beta here, Gamma, Omega, you copy? I'd like to know the situation over there if you don't mind."
Then again, if there are no answer, he'll know for sure that the other area is also jammed. For now... Let's assess the situation. The tower there must be their target, but to go on like that out of nowhere would be bad. He need to clear the Metal Koromons that might be inside to prevent them from actually caught in crossfire. In this case, him as the only human would be the best to do it. Second, he saw the hole. This can be easily fortified by Ilbert, but all in all, they need to get inside first.
...From this point on there's no guarantee that their communication won't be hacked and they understand what they're about to do. At any rate...
"...Valt, you take the rear. Ilbert will take the front. I'll... I guess I'll just stay really low."
Thankfully, Ryouta is flexible enough to keep some of his position for more than thirty minutes, but it's at his time that he hates to be as tall and beefy as he was. However, for now, he decided to wait for other's reply. The clock is ticking.
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Post by Skye on Dec 2, 2018 4:52:07 GMT
Skye frowned beneath her mask as it seemed they could no longer communicate with each other. This was troubling. However, they could not abort the mission, absolutely not. Skye acknowledged the information and, it seemed for now that their communications would only occur between each individual team.
As they proceeded, Renamon remarked on Jorge's earlier objections, and Skye thought her concerns were well within reason. That was the DeathAngewomon's trigger for her to speak to her companion. She drew him to one side, and spoke quietly to him.
"Jorge, you will no longer say things without my consent" the DeathAngewomon spoke to the Shoutmon. "We volunteered for this mission, we accepted their parameters, and that is the end of it. You will no longer have leave to question them. Yes, you were a King once, I know, and I have much sympathy for your old kingdom, but, things are different now. We will act as a proper military unit from here on out, and you will no longer question orders, is that clear?"
Jorge glared back at her for a moment, and Skye even saw a tear fall from his eye as he considered his answer. She sighed. This wasn't easy on any of them.
"I... don't want to do anything evil here, Skye" he admitted in the end.
"Well, from the briefing so far, evil is the dominant force in Hildegard so far, so, as long as we beat it, that's a point for us I'd say" she said. Seeing the Shoutmon so sad though, she patted the back of his head. "Wars were never won easily, Jorge. Just keep faith in what's right, and we'll get through this".
"...okay, Skye" Jorge answered. This satisfied her, and hopefully from here on, they would be better equipped to deal with the challenges ahead. And ahead they were, they heard the words of the Troopmon. Skye listened for the details.
So, the South Gate was where the main muscle was. If they could get through that without triggering the MetalKoromon on duty, it seemed they could get by that way. Yes, Skye thought that might be a good plan. Divert the South Gate muscle, then take advantage of the situation to just slip in that way perhaps?
Eventually, she replied to Renamon. "Do you think we can divert their guard from the South Gate?" she asked, quietly, within the mission parameters.
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Post by Cion on Dec 2, 2018 18:20:02 GMT
Jammers - give the inanely named black army some credit for foresight. Though all of them appeared to still receive information, it was impossible for them to send confirmations and acknowledgments. This meant that their employers had to fully trust in the capabilities of every participant to accomplish what was necessary. Sighing, Cion nodded and eventually proceeded to depart from the rest of the group, wishing her new acquaintances a proper Weidmannsheil. Alone she strode through the nocturnal wilderness, eager to fulfill her mission, liberate a city and be rewarded for it.
As the CyberSagitamon arrived near the entrance of the south hole, the sight of three Tankmons became quite clear to her. Continuing to hide within the dark shrubbery she analyzed the facts at her disposal. For savages the trio of machines were apparently taking their duty really serious, hinting at a sufficient military structure among the invaders. Surprising, unpleasant but impressive. It was far more than most fiends were capable of these days. If nothing else, at least her abilities as an infiltrator were finally put to the test. Before that however she received an update from her commanding officer.
Unfortunately, what the boy had to say was rather useless to her undertaking. Of course everything he said had already been options the vulpine mercenary had considered. Naturally, she had not interest in initiating an open confrontation lest an entire platoon would be on her trail. With Troopmons on the wall, climbing was a risk, but perhaps a worthwhile one. With her paws on her hookshot-belt, she maneuvered past trees and plants in an attempt to spot either a location that was currently out of sight or a large building, perhaps a watchtower, to dash up on.
If no such option existed than maybe finding an entirely different way was not a terrible suggestion after all.
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Post by Tadayoshi Teppei and Silence on Dec 6, 2018 1:28:10 GMT
Beta:
Beta decided to hold position outside the wall rather than charge right through. This earned them a stern, "Beta, Specter. Why are you holding? Is something wrong?" But the fact that they didn't plow forward without knowing where MetalKoromon may have been posted perhaps saved them from tripping the alarm and blowing the whole operation very early... just delayed its end. In either case, Beta wasn't going to get off that easy. Waiting for a response from the others left them exposed. That meant a patrol of four Troopmon outside the wall spotted them before they could know they were blown. "Beta, there's a-"
"Halt! Don't move!" One of the Troopmon ordered the trio. Despite their assessment of being rather unintelligent, the four Troopmon were at least prudent enough to surround Beta Element with their weapons pointed at the poor squad caught in the middle. "No sudden movements! Who are you? Who do you work for?" Perhaps the Troopmon may have been dumb enough to believe these were just wanderers or travelers, but Ryouta's mask didn't exactly scream subtlety. So, the one speaking, presumably the leader, crept in a little closer, within arm's reach, while keeping his weapon trained on the Veemon. "Answer me or tell it to Swanmon!"
"Stay calm, Beta! Remember that Troopmon aren't very smart, and they haven't shot you on site. You can take your chances on the draw, but maybe you can talk your way out of this! Out." Commandramon attempted to advise from a distance.
Gamma:
Skye's attempts to respond to Renamon were fruitless; the fox was completely deaf to the DeathAngewomon's voice now that she was within jammer range. Even worse for her and Gamma Element, her team had neither hid from the approaching Troopmon patrol nor attempted to surprise it. Their immobility got them caught. "Surround them!" A squad of four Troopmon almost began to wrap around the group, aiming at them from behind trees with their guns, but the apparent leader yelled at a fourth, "You, get back! Tell them we've got tangos!" One Troopmon broke from the pack as commanded and started running toward the main gate.
"Gamma, Vandal! If that runner escapes, they'll raise the alarm! Strike it down! Out."
But the enemy wouldn't make it that easy. While one Troopmon attempted to raise a general alarm, the other three all fired upon Gamma. They simultaneously declared, "Fire Shot!" the good news for Gamma was that this attack was not loud, meaning it didn't alert the entire nearby forces and by extension the town. The bad news was that the guns acted as flamethrowers, spraying a stream of fire from three different cardinal directions ahead of Skye, to her left, and to her right, at the entire team. While Ryouta and company were a boy and three rookies, less threatening-looking, Skye's ultimate form must have been much scarier to the Troopmon, causing them to shoot on sight.
Three Troopmon attacked all of Gamma element with Fire Shot. -Fire Shot: Troopmon looses a stream of fire from its rifle like a flamethrower.
Omega:
Cion had decided to take her chances finding an alternate route into the village rather than attempting to push back the heavy defenses posted outside the gate. Her primary idea seemed to be to scale the wall in search for a climbing route, which for such a well-constructed stone masterpiece seemed almost impossible from a wide view. A closer examination like Cion's, however, yielded a weakness in the wall not in its structural integrity but in its proximity to a more climbable object: a massive tree with just enough branches to get Cion to its top also extended one branch near its tip that, if followed, could get Cion within jumping distance of the top of the barrier.
The only problem with the route was that a single Troopmon could be seen in between the ramparts watching over that very spot. It seemed this was also an expected entry route, though not as heavily defended based on what was visible from below. "Omega, Sandman here. I know that tree will get you where you want to be, but you've gotta be real careful if you go that way. I bet you could make it up there quietly if you that Troopmon drops before you try to cross over. Out."
Flares remaining:
Beta: Green, Red
Gamma: Green, Red
Omega: Green, Red
Warning: A Troopmon is attempting to raise the alarm!
Active Objectives:
3) Insert into the village
-Status: In progress
Post order next round: N/A
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Post by ryouta on Dec 6, 2018 18:21:41 GMT
As much as Ryouta wanted to say something at the moment, he remembered that he's unable to talk to the base. Attempting to call them most likely going to be useless anyway. However, what annoyed him is there is no one answered his call for their situation. Unless the jamming also works to those who are in the area, he can't think of a reason for them to not be able to communicate...
Shit for him, though, he's spotted. Darn. Calm? Well, he's very calm honestly... but the jolt was definitely not something that he could help. Ryouta simply smiled under his mask and raised his arms up. Already, huh... goddammit. As much as possible he decides to play a fool, or perhaps, uses the information he has asked before to Commandramon as his leverage.
"...To Swanmon? Sorry, I'm not interested to be sent to Village of Beginning. I'm working for no one... well, I'm kinda hoping to change that. I'm what you would call a Ninja, see..." Ryouta pointed at his mouthpiece. "I'm not a Digimon either. Perhaps you known of the so called humans? We're from another world. Anyway, I headed here in a desire to ask guidance from a warrior master in Hildegard in hope to train me. The Spartan Training Ground people said sadly they're not well versed in training humans, but perhaps someone in this place could help me. Eager to get my training finally, I headed immediately here. Too bad we slightly took our time and arrived late. No Trailmons passed anymore, and it was too late to head back, so I thought 'Ah well, maybe best t just head to the town anyway!'... Well who thought that the security became so tight?"
...And so he lied, he's hopeful that this is enough for now. "Really, I meant no harm."
However, the three of Beta unit understood that if they fight right here, most likely the sound is enough to bust them. They need to do something... hey, actually, these troopmons... Valt got an idea to actually use them for disguise. They just need to knock them out and then takes their uniform for themselves.
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Post by Skye on Dec 9, 2018 12:01:09 GMT
To Skye's horror, she realized they had been standing in clear sight to the Troopmon, and they spotted them! How could she be so foolish not to think of this? She then realized it had been at least 150 years since she had been on such an operation and hadn't trained properly since. Damn it... how could she have done this?
But no, she couldn't lose track of this mission. That was the reality of this moment. Only these four Troopmon knew they were here. And only the fleeing Troopmon would raise the alarm. Skye then saw the attacking Troopmon aim fire attacks at her. She immediately unfurled her wings and flew upward, aiming to avoid the flames, then aimed her magic crossbow at the fleeing one. She charged the shot momentarily, held her arms steady, then fired the magic bolt, aiming for the back of his neck.
Jorge meanwhile was also horrified at the development. He wasn't so quick to evade, but took the attacks as they came. It stung, yes, but his draconic hide was relatively fireproof. The attacks did minimal damage to him. then instantly conjured his staff, then aimed to slam it into the face of one of the Troopmon that attacked. He said nothing as he did so, his face grim with exertion as he aimed to kill.
And Hickory? Well, he was scared, but, to be scared so much to freeze meant death. So he had to fight or flee at this moment. And, given that he didn't want to abandon his friends, he lifted his hat, conjured a block of yellow substance, then hurled it at one of the other attacking Troopmon. If it hit, it would coat him with a sticky substance that would immobilize him.
Hopefully that would improve their immediate problems.
By flying directly upward, Skye evaded the flamethrower attacks, then aims and fires.
Skye uses Death Cross on the fleeing Troopmon.
Death Cross - Skye aims her magic crossbow, charges it with energy, then fires a powerful, precise shot at the enemy. [Cooldown: 1 turn] (This attack is silent).
Jorge takes the Fire Shot attacks, damage is reduced by his Fiery Heart.
Combat Passive: Fiery Heart - Jorge utilizes his full power as a dragon digimon. This power protects him from the effects of heat and reduces incoming fire damage from Ultimates and lower by 50%. To offset this, water attacks deal 50% more damage to him.
Jorge strikes one of the attacking Troopmon with Rowdy Rocker, aiming at his head.
Rowdy Rocker - Jorge conjures his mic staff and aims to bash the opponent with it, dealing melee damage.
Hickory attempts Scarpering Rodent to quickly evade the Fire Shot attacks.
Combat Passive: Scarpering Rodent: While timid in terms of attack, Hickory is quite fast on his feet. Slow moving projectiles from other rookies (with no area-of-effect) are easier for him to evade.
Hickory uses Mozzarella Surprise to aim to immobilize a second attacking Troopmon.
- Mozzarella Surprise: Conjures a different type of cheese and hurls it at the ground at the opponent's feet. Upon impact, it explodes into a sticky mess that will immobilize digimon up to the rookie level for 1 turn. [Cooldown: 3 turns]
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Post by Cion on Dec 9, 2018 20:06:51 GMT
Climbing up the titanic wall, thanks to her agility and hookshot-belt, was no problem to the CyberSagitamon. However, finding a suitable spot that enabled her to avoid detection was. Again, she had to give this army of iniquitous savages credit. Despite their ill nature they were quite adept in the arts of fortification and adaptation. Whatever military training and experience her adversary's minions had was noteworthy. Naturally, these minor acknowledgments were of no relevance to her mission nor her mind-set. Victory was the only option available lest further warfare and suffering would blight the digital realm.
Eventually locating a rather massive tree close to the bulwark, the vulpine cyborg was once more surprised to see it guarded. Though the soldier was a mere Troopmon, the noose that was a potential alarm was hanging near her throat. Biting her lower lip, Cion listened to the additional details provided by Sandman. Unfortunately, it was, as to be expected at this point in time, no intel that added to her figurative portfolio. Nonetheless, flexibility was an ace up her sleeves. Briefly scanning her grown over environment, she ultimately located what she looked after.
Taking in a deep breath, the mercenary gracefully and quickly climbed up the backside of the disadvantageous piece of flora. Keeping in the shadow and with that out of sight, she waited for a single moment where the Rookie shifted his gaze. In this instance, she would toss the stone in her hand with as much force as she could muster in the hope to strike a surface on the rampart, be it a tower or merlon, to divert his attention. Hopefully this simple plan proved to be effective.
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Post by Tadayoshi Teppei and Silence on Dec 10, 2018 21:00:22 GMT
Beta:
Ryouta thought he could talk his way out of this mess. Well, at the very least, his explanation included a reason for being dressed for action. Talking down to the troops, though, did not work in his favor. "We know what a human is," the apparent leader hissed. Perhaps Ryouta knew the state of things in the village well, but that didn't prove he was friendly.
"Boss, look here!" That was a different Troopmon voice from behind Ryouta. Apparently, he had managed to sneak behind the man and flip his backpack open to peer inside at the hardware Silence had lent to him. "This one's got some serious gear on 'im!" At this rate it almost looked like the Troopmon were a little smarter than Silence had let on until a third Troopmon piped up.
"'S all stuff a ninja would 'ave, though."
"Why would a ninja need a flare gun?"
"For distraction, dufus!"
"Where're all his smoke bombs and throwing stars?"
"That's a samurai, ya dingus."
"No, it ain't!"
The Troopmon began to argue amongst themselves a while longer until the leader spoke up to restore order again. "It don't matter! Look, ninja, there's a curfew, and you'd be breaking it if we let you in. Get outta here and come back when the sun's up if you wanna, but I betcha there ain't one warrior among those wussies anymore. Now get!" The Troopmon all lowered their weapons then, but they also stood firm between the wall and Ryouta.
Gamma:
Gamma Element had been detected, and a fight had broken out. Even worse, one was already hit even if barely scratched in terms of actual injury. Nevertheless, Renamon silently clenched her teeth from her spectator position. At least Skye actually used her head in picking her target. So focused on speed, at least as much speed as a rookie is capable of, the Troopmon fleeing wasn't thinking too hard on evasion, perhaps trusting his comrades too much to protect him. When shot, the hole in that one's throat kept him from screaming just before his body collapsed to the ground. Before he hit it with a thud, though, his body evaporated into separate data bits that all began to fly through the air in a direction that was conspicuously the same direction as the Village of Beginnings.
Jorge's target managed to find the time to advise his squad, "Target the weak one!" before getting beaned by the dragonoid digimon. He, too, died from the hit of a single well-placed blow, and to Jorge it would feel like there was a little less resistance pushing back against his staff than there should have been as the body it hit digitized and scattered.
Hickory wasn't so lucky. When attacked, his target slid behind a tree, which took the brunt of the cheesy attack. When he peered back out, his weapon was trained on the mouse as he fired at the rodent with another, "Fire Shot!"
Hickory was, additionally, being flanked. The second, untouched Troopmon toward his right, too, popped up from behind another tree, and joined his partner in using, "Fire Shot!" on Hickory. Apparently, he was the 'weak one' the dead leader had decided to target.
The fleeing Troopmon was hit by Death Cross and killed. Another Troopmon was hit by Rowdy Rocker and killed. Mozzarella Surprise missed. Two Troopmon attacked Hickory with Fire Shot. -Fire Shot: Troopmon looses a stream of fire from its rifle like a flamethrower.
Omega:
Cion attempted to make it up the tree and over the wall stealthily as she could. Climbing the tree's backside, the feline's natural grace and skill indeed kept her hidden from the soldier trying to detect her. She was apparently taking advantage of Troopmon's poor critical thinking skills, so when Cion threw a rock near the top of the wall but several feet to his left, he fell for it like a dog chasing a ball that wasn't thrown. He shifted to chase the sound, weapon raised and gaze locked on the area below him rather than beside him, and he kept at it for more than long enough for Cion to slip in behind him. Perhaps she was off her course, but this officially made her the first person to enter the village.
"Nice one, Omega! But you still have to get back behind the main gate and seal it up somehow. Even a temporary barricade would do, but it's gonna have to be able to withstand the firepower of those Tankmon. I can't see anything to do that with from here, but I'll let you know if I come up with something. Out."
The view of Hildegard from this high up might have just been stunning if there were actually any real lights on. Most lightsources were in the south, and they were firelight coming from campfires, torches, and other similar light sources whose primary power was fire. To the north fire seemed to give way to a sort of white light, which Cion would likely recognize as the same color as the flashlights mounted under Troopmon rifles. Not a single building to the north seemed to have lights on the inside. That made it too difficult to get a feel for the northern half of the area beyond the fact that structures seemed fairly uniform in height, around two stories, save one huge stone tower that Cion may hav recognized as the commander's location. This circular structure was so high it almost poked over the bulwark Cion stood on.
The south, however, was better lit and more visible. There was an awful lot of stone rubble lying around, which didn't make a lot of sense seeing as buildings like barracks were obviously constructed of wood, though the architecture did suggest function and speed over aesthetic and comfort. Otherwise, shelter seemed to be tents and campfires. Roads weren't paved, but they were kept free and clear of grass with gravel to mark the way. Scattered irregularly wooden, tarp-covered watchtowers much shorter than the one the team was told to eliminate, but each one was stocked with two troops and lit by fire.
Farther along the wall, Troopmon stared down at both sides with an unnatural sort of discipline, evenly spaced apart and highly alert, while pairs walked the circle of the wall in both directions. The question, then, was how exactly Cion intended to reach the gate from there.
Flares remaining:
Beta: Green, Red
Gamma: Green, Red
Omega: Green, Red
Active Objectives:
3) Insert into the village
-Status: In progress
-Omega has inserted.
Post order next round: N/A
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Post by Skye on Dec 11, 2018 1:03:30 GMT
Jorge immediately saw that Hickory was in danger when he saw the Troopmon firing at him. Furthermore, they were firing at him from two sides, meaning he had little chance to run. Knowing he had only seconds, Jorge ran to him, grabbed him in his paw, and before the Chuumon could react, Jorge hurled him upward into the air. Hickory gasped but didn't scream, and felt a wave of relief roll over him as Skye caught him with her free hand. Since Jorge was such a small digimon, Skye's flight above the battlefield was unimpended, only approximately ten feet above the ground, not high enough to gain the attention of the Megadramon.
With Skye's other hand, she charged her crossbow-like weapon again and fired a rapid-fire burst of magic energy down on the untouched Troopmon so far, the shots making a small noise, but would be silent enough not to have their sound travel far.
Jorge meanwhile took the two Fire Shots, crossing his arms in front of his face to protect it from the heat, but, that was three he took so far, starting to feel pained by the burning. Nonetheless, he ran at the remaining Troopmon, mic in hand, and aimed a Rowdy Rocker in a downward diagonal blow, noting the force needed to deal with them.
The tension and rage of the battle meant that none of them had spoken since the battle began. They only hoped that the fires weren't drawing further attention.
Skye uses Hell Crossfire on one of the remaining Troopmon.
Hell Crossfire - Skye changes the mode of her crossbow, making it fire a rapid burst of energy like a machine gun. Deals area-of-effect damage to those standing within 25m of the target. [Cooldown: 1 turn] (This has reduced noise).
Jorge throws Hickory out of the range of the Fire Shot attacks, then braces as he takes them himself. Damage is reduced by Fiery Heart.
Combat Passive: Fiery Heart - Jorge utilizes his full power as a dragon digimon. This power protects him from the effects of heat and reduces incoming fire damage from Ultimates and lower by 50%. To offset this, water attacks deal 50% more damage to him.
Jorge strikes at the second remaining Troopmon with Rowdy Rocker.
Rowdy Rocker - Jorge conjures his mic staff and aims to bash the opponent with it, dealing melee damage.
Hickory makes no attack this round, and is now being carried by Skye.
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Post by Cion on Dec 11, 2018 15:19:03 GMT
Dear fate... if she was not so focused on being as stealthy as possible, she would have chuckled due to the Troopmon's ineptitude. Regardless, Cion unhesitatingly seized the opportunity and rapidly leapt onto the rampart. It was with feline grace and silence that she landed. Observing the soldier she had just tricked, she received intel from her employer. As to be expected it was nothing she was not already aware of, but it was good to know that she was on the right track. But to proceed, she first had to attain some room to breath.
Sneaking up on the poor soul she had outwitted before, the vulpine mercenary choked it with her paw in front of its mask. Drawing her pistol and pressing it against its body, a quiet yet potent bolt of electricity was unleashed with the desire to incapacitate her prey through a sudden, electrical shock. Though in a brief kerfuffle with her target, she had enough time to take in her surroundings. Additional guardians stationed on the wall, a lack of light sources in the city itself, the big bad guy's HQ, piles of rubble, outposts, camps and the occasional flashlight illuminating military equipment and crates.
Expecting her unwelcome companion to have passed out at this moment, she tried to find shadows to hide within, patiently awaiting suggestions from her supposedly wise guides. How was she, by herself, possibly supposed to seal up an entire barricade anyway? The aforementioned heaps of rock perhaps? Without a binder? Huh... maybe there were storages with tar pitch or a similar substance. Still, she first had to get out of sight once more as treading this ridge with its occupation was not a smart idea.
Letting herself down with her hookshot-belt was likely no problem, but was that the best move to continue with? Was there an obvious route on the wall's other side she could utilize to undetectedly approach the gate she was meant to devastate?
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Post by ryouta on Dec 13, 2018 0:30:25 GMT
Oh? Ain't this interesting. Ryouta kept his calm and proceeded while at the same time putting back in his stuffs. "Oh? I never knew that humans are so common that you would meet one. That's interesting. Was there a human visitor before me then? Or perhaps it is something else?" Playing the fool probably the right one here. "The guy is right about us ninjas. I'd bring some smoke balls, but those are rather hard to make, so I ended up bringing a smoke gun instead. Throwing stars, I kinda ran out of them after a scuffle and had no time to replenish them."
Come back in the morning is it? "Alas that would be nice, but I truly have no desire to walk away just like that, especially considering how far it is from nearest vending machine and river. I understand if the problem with you guys letting me in, but can you probably spare me a bit of a provision perhaps? I'd pay for it of course. Also... uh... that's a nice hole there. What's the deal with it? I can't think a reason a competent soldiers like you guys letting it open just like that. There must be a reason, right?"
...Any moment now... he just need to thin their number. Hopefully, Specter understood there is no problem at all. He just need one. one that might turn their back, and aim his laser pointer at them, then Valt and Ilbert can take care the rest.
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Post by Tadayoshi Teppei and Silence on Dec 16, 2018 21:18:10 GMT
Beta:
The leader began with, "Yeah, there's been a human or two through 'ere. Left pretty fast most times. Most o' 'em seem to get this ain't exactly a rest stop no more." That was clearly a dig at Ryouta by his tone. "That part about the smoke fun makes sense."
"But we ain't runnin' a bloody charity- oh!" At first the leader sounded like he'd refuse to give away anything until an idea struck him. "...We don't go around sellin' one boy's provisions in the middle o' the night for a pittance, but ah... I think we can save your skin this one time. You two! Go get a day's supplies for our generous guests." Two of the four Troopmon began to run back toward the gate as ordered, out of sight. "'Course, I'm gonna have to charge ya a small 'inconvenience fee' if ya catch my drift."
The remaining Troopmon who wasn't barking orders said of the wall, "Oi, we're fixin' it already. Makin' a few renovations since it seems we're here to stay. Got some o' that special quick-dry cement lyin' around somewhere, and the gate's got shiny new doors ready to be installed that I 'ear can stop a fraggin' Raidenmon's blast!"
"You moron!" The leader pulled his squadmate aside a few feet and turned the both of them away from Ryouta just long enough to hiss, "Ya can't go givin' a way all our security, ya dumb butt!" By this point the two errand Troopmon were out of sight. "Beta, Specter. This is taking too long; Omega is already inside, and Gamma is near on their way. Whatever you're going to do, it needs to happen now! Out."
Gamma:
It seemed that Jorge's and Skye's excellent teamwork and selfless actions greatly reduced the efficacy of the enemy offense. Skye deserved a compliment in particular for the skill required to maintain such low continuous flight in such a dense wood, where trees and branches in the dark constantly threat to pop up out of nowhere, especially given the stressful conditions present. As for Skye's victim, he didn't have a chance against the angel's superior aim and power, which caused him to disintegrate on the spot and join his two comrades at the Village of Beginnings.
Jorge's target had a slightly higher chance of survival given that he turned just in time to see the blow coming. All that really did, though, was turn the sound of the hit from a dull thud of metal-on-bone into the metallic clang of metal-on-metal, the sound of a blunt object colliding dead-on with that mask in a very hard knock. This one must have been made of tougher stuff than the others, however, as instead of returning to egg state at the Village he just fell over. Granted, he was completely immobile and unresponsive, but he was still very much alive. As the tension in the air started to die back down, Renamon's voice rang in Gamma's ears, and it was very irritable. "Very unprofessional, Gamma. Get your butts on to the objective, and don't be that sloppy again!" Apparently the efficiency with which Gamma Element neutralized the threat was not as important to her.
Should Gamma agree, they'd find their path from there clear of any further hostiles. The tunnel itself, however, was rather a tight fit. Its entrance was little more than a hole in the ground with some of its excavated dirt still around it, even, and it was only just barely long enough to get the group under the massive wall which would be right behind them at its end. It was also only built to accommodate Troopmon, who apparently only needed it to be four feet high. It was hardly an impossible fit, but for a DeathAngewoman it was perhaps a rather uncomfortable one. Wooden beams were the only support for a crevice that let little light in from above and produced none inside from either bulb or torch. The slightest step seemed to shake a little dirt loose from above.
Maybe this was good news for Gamma; a structure that unstable would be absurdly easy to collapse. It even gave the sense that collapse could happen by pure accident. One of the Troopmon was hit by Hell Crossfire and killed. The remaining Troopmon was hit by Rowdy Rocker and knocked unconscious.
Omega:The Troopmon that Cion attempted to subdue fought back. Or, at least he tried to. One jolt of that electric pistol prevented the punch the dark-clad digimon had hoped to throw as his arm went limp instantly. He kept breathing, or making his best attempts at it anyway, for about sixty seconds before his whole body became dead weight in Cion's grasp, and when he was let go he looked more like a ragdoll than a hardened soldier. He was definitely not getting up soon. "Glad you're on our side," Yoshi complimented her. Cion could probably see for herself that there was no proceeding along the wall. There was no cover and too many patrols wandering around. A look over both sides of the wall didn't show any discreet way to travel along it either. "Hmm... Omega, you definitely have to get down from there if you wanna keep this quiet. You're getting further away from my visual range, but my guess is it's a lot of shadows and cover to hide from lots of tangos." He was right; crates, tents, rubble piles, and somewhat dense vegetation might have been able to let a cat sneak through. "I won't be able to see real easy down there from here, though. Maybe a recon pass from Pteramon could tell you more? Either way, Watch yourself."
Cion could probably see below that a two-Troopmon patrol was just passing underneath her and hugging the barrier, meaning that if she chose to go to ground rather than likely fight her way across the wall, about then would be the best time. There even looked to be a patch of shrubbery to subtlely drop into.
Flares remaining:
Beta: Green, Red
Gamma: Green, Red
Omega: Green, Red
Active Objectives:
3) Insert into the village
-Status: In progress
-Omega has inserted.
Post order next round: N/A
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Post by Skye on Dec 17, 2018 7:22:07 GMT
Skye had to admit, it was something of a strong effort to keep at this low height in a forest setting. In fact most of her effort was placed into simply hovering in place, which made her wings become rather strained under the effort. Thankfully, the hostiles were cleared soon after, and she soon landed. Jorge saw that the Troopmon was knocked unconscious. Hesitantly, he raised his staff for the finishing blow, looking to Skye for guidance.
"Do it. He tried to kill us, let him go back to the Village of Beginnings" Skye said. Jorge had meant to do it before, but, doing it now just felt cruel, but, the intensity of the battle still fresh in his mind, and driven by a wave of pain over his body from the burns, he raised his staff and landed its blade on Troopmon's neck, aiming to simply destroy him.
Skye, Jorge and Hickory were all panting from the exertion of that fight. Jorge especially, since he had been hit by 3 rookie level attacks. Even though his hide was partially fireproof, the burns stung badly.
"Light of Hippocrates" Skye whispered, and cast a spell of healing over the Shoutmon. Jorge relaxed as the pain faded, but the exertion was still there. And as the crisis faded, the three of them realized... they had killed here. Renamon's sharp rebuke shook the three of them back to reality. They had almost failed the entire mission here, had they let that other Troopmon go. And why? Because they had hesitated. This troubled all of them. Skye thought she would be prepared for this, that she could act as a soldier as she had in the past. But... the reality was... she found that she was unable to kill another digimon unprovoked. Not in this life anyway. It seemed she had lost that part of the soldier she used to be. The thought of simply killing another digimon for no other reason than being in her path... that thought before now was simply abhorrent to her. But now she knew the reality. This was one gear in the plan that had been devised by their contractors here. They had to function, or it would fail. But... the actual act of killing? She had blinked there, that had been a weakness. But, now that she and Jorge were used to it, hopefully things would become easier now. If Renamon was able to hear, she would reply "Apologies, moving to objective" and nothing more. They then move to the tunnel, which proved to be smaller than they anticipated. Skye would thus have no choice but to de-digivolve to Gatomon here, as moving through it in her Ultimate form would be too cumbersome, and given the low structural integrity of the tunnel, Skye didn't want to collapse it by accident. "So, we gotta go in, then collapse it once we're on the other side, right?" Jorge asked, hoping he had their objectives right.
"That's right" Skye said, now standing at a height about the same as a Troopmon. "So let's move, we've spent too much time here".The trio would then cautiously move into the tunnel. As dim as it was, Skye's tail ring was a holy object, and as she held it in her paws, it cast a dim but present light that would hopefully light their way forward. They moved at a brisk speed, but not so fast that they would run into danger. They were acutely aware of how each step seemed to make dirt above shower down over them. If there were no obstacles, they would continue to run through it. However, standing a little above four feet tall, Jorge had to keep his head down as they moved forward, his mic staff still in hand. Perhaps this was a risk, because as they moved under the wall, he accidentally hit his staff against one of the wooden supports, and it was under so much strain already that the wood began to fail and buckle.
"Oh no..." Skye muttered, picking up speed as the wooden frame completely collapsed. Earth from above filled the tunnel at that point completely. She, Jorge and Hickory moved cautiously back to the tunnel entrance, hoping the rest of the tunnel held up ahead, but held back before emerging from it. Skye hid her tailring in her paws, blocking out its light as she willed for the light to fade. She only hoped that they had not been detected here.
Skye lands on the ground and uses Light of Hippocrates to heal Jorge's wounds.
Light of Hippocrates - Skye focuses inward, then conjures a healing light over herself or one ally to heal moderate damage, or up to 4 of her allies for minor damage. [Cooldown: 2 turns]
Jorge aims to finish off the unconscious Troopmon with a normal attack with his staff.
Skye de-digivolves to Gatomon so she can fit into the tunnel and the trio cautiously move through it, Skye's tailring providing a dim light to guide their way.
Jorge accidentally collapses the tunnel in the centre. Hopefully not too much noise is made from the collapsing earth.
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Post by ryouta on Dec 19, 2018 13:00:06 GMT
Two is a good number to take down anyway. Ryouta, still crouched, heard Commandramon's order loud and clear. He already gathered enough information here. So there's a cement nearby, and he's guessing it would be inside. If it's outside, he'll check on it. The last object that Ryouta picked was the laser pointer. This is in case the other two appeared. He only need to take one out. But for now...
The two Digimons accompanying Ryouta immediately moved in. Using the darkness as veil, Valt dashed in toward the dimwitted one, but Ilbert does not lag behind. The Resshamon unleashed charged missile at the boss. Ryouta also moved in. In case of any of those attack isn't enough... How about a full powered kick from him? Of course this is unwise, but fuck those. They don't have any time to care about that sort of thing. They're not here to eliminate however. They're here to get their clothes. One probably enough. As long as there is one in Valt's size then all is good. The other? Immediate elimination of course. Including those that will come back. Hope they're not back with any back ups.
If this doesn't work, then by gods, he have to get inside that hole no matter what. He know how it smelled like a trap and he doesn't like it even the slightest. Inside they most likely going to have to spread themselves to look for this cement. At times like this Ryouta wondered why doesn't he bring more costumes for disguise... oh right, because there's no place to change.
ACTION:
Valt:
V-Magnum at the loudmouthed idiot
V-Magnum:
Valt clenches his fist and strike it at the opponent. Chargeable for two turns, each with 50% more power added in. One turn cooldown.
Ilbert:
Anti-Raid Support at the boss
Anti-Raid Support:
Ilbert shoot guided missiles at the opponent, one turn cooldown.
Ryouta:
Good measure of really strong, trained kick at the undowned opponent.
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