Sunday, May 16, 2010

FWC Battletech

In the last few weeks Chris U. and I (Chris H.) have been playing Future War Commander. I have found this to be a awesome gaming system, it's everything I wanted from Classic Battletech without accounting. Over the next little while I'll be writing here as sort of after action report. The campaign is from the jihad hot spots books. Sorry for the lack of picture but there will in the future (haha).

A news paper report in which a mechwarrior talks with a reporter about his time with Johnson's Heavy 7th. A unit in the pay of a private sector, which seen heavy action in the Jihad.

Well back in the beginning it seem pretty normal stuff. I mean normal for a heavy mech lance (Johnson's Heavy 7th is a unit of over 55 ton Battlemechs). The first mission I did with the 7th was a hit on a Wobi planet, course we didn't know it then. We hit a big warehouse park, maybe destroying 4 or 5 of them (warehouses). I was riding Red Dawn back then a archer, big missile mech, god I loved that mech, best A/C in the unit never went above 35C in the cockpit. Well the op (operation) was going very well till the Wobi's showed up and started throwing around alot of fire power, we got most of them but they hit alot of the apartment high rises. The boss(Mr. Jack Johnson) was pissed cause the downed his new toy, a Loki, which he got from a guy who couldn't pay out on a contract we did for him, some duke I think.

(It is at this time I would like to put in that there is no record of a Word of Blake unit moving to the area to fight the 7th. I have how ever dug up recorders of a score of deaths from a local militia unit the day after this operation happened. On side note all the dead militia lived in the town and worked for the company which owned the warehouses.)

The next mission was literally in the middle of nowhere. It was a guard duty of a mining base. It was kinda sweet all we did was get payed and laid for a few months until some jack ass pirates showed up. The F'ing Balls on those guys trying to get at the mining base by running straight though our little resort. Luckily for us Kathy the com tech had lost all her cash the nigh before at poker, so she had bet 8 hours over time to the boss, and lost. Kathy don't drink so she heard the Pirates chatting over the the air about killing us on the way in to the base, as we where still hung over. Mack our bushwacker jock was not to pleased about getting put out of his bed, he figured he would pop out of the woods smoke the command truck and the 2 or 3 light mechs pirate usually used then go back to bed. Well we all just got in position around the resort when Mack busts out of some trees the pirate command unit was planning on hiding in, we could almost smell the shit from the 1/2 K away. You see the Command unit didn't see Mack till it was almost to late, but Mack didn't see the Marauder II ether. It opened up on him just as he kicked the command truck and pop went the escape pod raising almost as fast as Mr. Johnson's blood pressure. Well we slagged the rest of the pirates after the Marauder popped Mr. Johnson's Loki, almost giving him a brain aneurysm from the repair cost.

Thus ended the first night of gaming.

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