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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #390 on: 26 August 2019, 12:48:13 »
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #391 on: 26 August 2019, 13:12:44 »
How do you count to zero with one hand?

With a closed fist.

Something I've been wondering. What is the status of the various infantry rifles the AFFC has access to? Are the Federated Long and the TK Assault being phased out and replaced with the M42B Rifle System?

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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #392 on: 08 October 2019, 13:39:51 »
As the War of ’56 headed to its bloody conclusion on the battlefields of Sian and Yuris, there were unnoticed sideshows by other neighbors of the Capellan Confederation, who sought to get their own piece of the pie in the chaos of the collapse. While the moves by Andurien was expected by most observers, the move by the Taurian Concordiat to retake Rollis was seen as a most unusual move, what with the huge dollops of anti-Fedcom propaganda that had pervaded Concordat society in the years before Jeffrey Calderon…”
Anton Riksdar, “Death Rattle of the Confederation”, Ueda Press, 3075

"Some say I should have become a hero of the Confederation and resisted the Taurian “invasion”. Bull. What the hell was I going to do? We hadn’t gotten a shipment of beans, bullets, or spare parts since the Fedcom had counterattacked on Sarna. With Sian itself under threat, and us being on the ass end of the Periphery border? We were told to “defend Rollis against all enemies and fight to the last Capellan.” So, I did. But when the Taurians showed up? I had mostly green kids who barely knew which end of the PPC was dangerous, and had already been used to diffuse three near-riots over a lack of food and water. I’d had to hang four warriors for taking food from a family at gunpoint. My command was disintegrating, and the militia wasn’t looking much better. If there was another riot, I couldn’t count on them. And we didn’t have enough dropships to retreat off-world with our gear. And we had no jumpships. They’d left back in June. We’d been left to die at the hands of the Fedcom. And we were convinced they were coming, with an eye towards revenge for what happened on Wei all those years ago.

"I have to say, when the Taurians showed up with that ‘multi-national force’ and with a couple of jumpships with food and medical supplies? I didn’t see the point of resisting? Why? We had people dying of starvation right outside the front gate of the cantonment. I wasn’t going to defend the right of Capellan citizens to starve to death. I made a decision I have had no cause to regret…”
Interview of Colonel Andrea Sung, former commanding officer of Sung’s Cuirassiers, as featured in “Rollis: The Story of a Humanitarian Invasion”, by Alan Jerkan, Bull Horns Press, Taurus, 3059


Planetary Command Bunker
Rollis
20km SSW of New Harmon
August 8th, 3057

Colonel Andrea Shang was tired. Tired and hungry. She looked less the image of a confident military officer, and more the image of a cave troll. Her almond colored eyes were dull with hunger, along with most of her command. The entire planet had been on half-rations for at least a month. Water was also at a premium, and it was a blessing they’d all gone nose-blind. The stench of fear and unwashed uniforms was overwhelming. And we’d had three near riots in Freeport. People want food, people want to leave. But there’s no Jumpships to carry them anywhere. The Chancellor ordered them all out last month, along with what was left of the food, and very little if anything grows here. You can’t eat the wood that grows here. I got children dying of hunger within sight of my troops. And there is blessed little I can do about it.

She shook her head and looked at the assembled members of the command staff, as well as the staff of the bunker. They were mostly impossibly young, having been seconded from the militia. Some so young, and so malnourished, their uniforms were baggy and ill-fitting. Sunken eyes and boney fingers moved at a slow pace over the various map displays and radio equipment. Conversation was muted, and she turned her gaze to Commander Zhao, he was the commander of the militia. He was in deep conversation with Yang Fon, the local Mask chief. Neither of them seemed to have the energy to shout the usual defiant slogans about “death to the Davions” or “we will remain Capellan” which she’d seen spray-painted all-over buildings in New Harmon.

I guess a lack of food is tempering everyone’s loyalty to the state these days. Yesterday was terrible. She’d had to order a lance of ‘Mechs to break up a riot at the only hospital on planet. Power was also an issue, as the only fusion plant on world was facing shutdown due to a lack of spare parts and reaction mass. I had to order the hospital to shut down power to the ICU, and…the NICU, and declared martial law in the same breath. How many did I murder then? And just for the crime of “not enough state resources” left to care for them? In the end, is this the loving embrace of the state that we always would hear about?

She then looked at the Deep Space Radar display, a mass of dots with telemetry readings glowed an ugly red that was moving ever closer to the planet by the hour. Trajectory has them grounding at Freeport, which was an hour away from the bunker, bit longer to New Harmon itself. But the truth was, she didn’t think she could do more than fight one good engagement before her regiment, Sung’s Cuirassiers collapsed due to a lack of food, ammunition, spare parts, and plain demoralization. And how much of a sweat are the Davions going to break? And will they accept my surrender when I am forced to give it? Our regiment has a bit of a history with them. A very recent history.

She turned towards her executive officer, Commander Zhao Jen-Ling. He was a new graduate of the command course at SAMD. He was a solid and loyal Capellan soldier, but like most of them, exhaustion, lack of food, and depression was taking their toll. He shook his head, and said nothing. But his eyes said it all. No chance. No chance at all. A survey of the room found he was not alone. Noone would utter it, not with the Mask adviser standing right there. But all of their eyes, including, surprisingly, his, said the same thing: We can’t win, don’t make us fight a battle that will do little but kill more of our own people.

Andrea sighed. She turned towards the commo tech, a young man with mixed Asian and Caucasian features who’s lenses on his glasses took up half of his face.

“Beng, get in touch with the Davions, tell them we’re asking for terms.”

A series of gasps escaped everyone in the room. All eyes went towards the Mask adviser, Mark Tsentov. He’d been on Rollis for years, having been exiled here for indiscretions with the daughter of the head of his work section. He’d married that daughter after, and they’d built a life on Rollis. Three children, two of them died in service of the state, and one a bureaucrat on Sian.

Tsentov had no desire to bring war, especially a losing one, to Rollis. Pirates were one thing, but this? He shrugged, “If you all think I will tell you to seek a good death on the spears of the Davions for the good of the state? No. I am not going to be stupid and pig-headed enough to say that. We have 14-year olds in the militia, who are equipped with spears, because we don’t have enough ammunition to properly equip them. Most of the populace is eating half a liter of watery soup a day. We have rickets, pellagra, and a host of other ailments killing our people. We may yield to the Davions without a shot, but at least, Colonel Sung, we will save our people. The Davions are not pirates. They will feed them. I order you, in the name of the state, make contact and seek honorable terms.”

Beng crossed the room with a tactical radio headset in hand. He handed it to Sung, tears in his eyes. “Here you are, mam.”

Sung nodded. She cleared her throat and pushed the talk button. “To the inbound dropships currently entering our atmosphere. I am Colonel Andrea Sung of Sung’s Cuirassiers of the Capellan Confederation Armed Forces. I am the senior officer in command of the defenses of Rollis and have authority over all CCAF forces currently stationed here. I am asking for terms. Please, my people are starving, sick, and dying. I will not fight their saviors, even if they are Davions. We will surrender with only one condition: Please save our people.”

She released the push to talk button and listened to the static crackle for a few seconds before the beep of a radio circuit being opened rang through the quiet command center. The voice on the radio was male, calm, strong and clear. It was strangely reassuring, given the circumstances. “Colonel Sung, my name is Hallaran. Comptroller James Hallaran, Taurian Defense Force. I have the pleasure of commanding Task Force Secure Hope, and my orders are to lead a humanitarian rescue of Hollis, and facilitate its recovery pending a plebiscite of its people on whether it wishes to remain with the Confederation, or return to the loving arms of the Concordat. We do not require your surrender, Colonel. We do ask for your cooperation.”

Sung looked at the headset in shock. Eyes had goggled around the room and at least one person whispered audibly. “This is either pirates, or a really bad joke.”

Sung pushed the talk button. “Comptroller, you did say Taurian, right?”

There was a chuckle over the frequency, and she could hear other laughter in the background over the open mike. “Well, I am, as is the two battalions of Concordat Commandos with me. But we have more than a few of us. A battalion from the 2nd Canopean Light Horse, and a couple companies of Aurgian mercenaries headed up by Queen Kamea’s son. But most of us are doctors, relief workers, farmers, and just about anyone who wanted to come and help, Colonel. Will you let us land and help you?”

Sung looked around the room, it was as if a weight had been lifted from her chest. One of the junior aides hissed “Ma’am. Can we really trust them? It’s a Davion trick!”

“No, it isn’t, Cheblinsky. The Davions needn’t have bothered with such subterfuge. Why lie? They know we’ll know soon enough. No, this is a damn godsend. We don’t have to fight a battle we cannot win. And we save our people.”

She turned again to the mic. “Comptroller, please ground your battalion at Freeport. We’ll send a small delegation to meet you there, including myself. I’ll be ordering all other units to remain in place.”

“I understand, Colonel. I’ll just bring my own command company in that case. No sense in spooking the hell out of everyone? ‘Mechs will remain on my dropship. My captain tells me we will ground in 35 minutes.”

“Thank You, Comptroller. I will meet you there in 45 minutes then.”

“Rodger that, Colonel. Hallaran out.”

45 Minutes Later

The dust kicked up by the hover jeep was light today, as a sandstorm had just blown through last night. Still, it was enough to force everyone to wear goggles in the open-topped vehicles, lest they get their eyes literally scratched out of their heads. A small gaggle came into view, with three flags standing in front of them. Sung could make out the standards, Aurigan, Canopean, and Taurian. They were limp in against their standards, but still, the colors of their flags made them unmistakable. And the uniforms are all wrong for Fedrats, or their Steiner lackeys.

The jeep came to a halt with a spray of sand, and as the turbine wound down, Sung practically leapt from the vehicle, her staff in tow. The central figure, wrapped in a shermagh, removed the lower half of it to reveal a craggy, but smiling face. “Colonel Sung? Good day to do the right thing, no?”

Sung nodded and smiled. “Yes Comptroller, it is. My people are starving. And I don’t think we have time for pleasantries.”

Hallaran nodded. “So, do you have any ground rules for us, Colonel?”

Sung laughed. “No, Welcome to Rollis. It seems you are our liberators. But I would recommend you set up shop first in New Harmon, the transportation network here is pretty awful except during trading festivals. And, we do have a problem with bandits raiding convoys around here.”

Hallaran smiled cooly “We can handle the bandits if you can keep a lid on your own people?”

Sung nodded. “I think, Comptroller, this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”

Hallaran’s smile went wide “And we like the same movies too. Yes, Colonel, we’re going to get along just fine.” He turned to an aide. “Get them down, Lenny. Let’s get to doing what we came here to do.”

The Taurian staff officer nodded and turned to an RTO, who began to read out rapid fire instructions to the ships still orbiting above.

“So, Comptroller. I happen to have been saving a bottle of fine 3000 Sian Whiskey for a special occasion. This I think qualifies?”

Hallaran nodded, it does, and I am damn thirsty. Tell me it’s Xiao Tung?”

Sung nodded with a smile of her own.

After an aide quickly produced a pair of paper cups, Sung gingerly poured the amber liquid, which was rich and played joyfully with the light.

“Colonel, shall we drink to Rollis. Her recovery and her future?”

Sung nodded, and they both knocked back their shots quickly. “Comptroller, I have to know one thing. Why?”

“Colonel, simple. The Confederation is falling apart. Who knows if or when it will reform? And what form it will take. Rollis, long ago, was once ours. Hasn’t been for a long time, but we couldn’t sit by and do nothing anymore. Not and call ourselves human beings. So, we put out the call. And we were a little surprised by who showed up.”

“We are too, Comptroller. But it’s bought my people their lives. And for that, Rollis, and my Cuirassiers will be forever grateful.”

While the buildup of Andurien troops along the Capellan border had been going on since May, no one expected the size of the offensive by the Anduriens into the dying Confederation. It was a surprise they had any armed forces at all to speak of after their abortive rebellion of 20-odd years before. The reaction to the move was, on the whole, mixed, with the Capellans protesting to the League, who shrugged and said they couldn’t reign them in, Home Defense Act and all. The FedCom’s response could be summed up as “Ok, but Sian is ours and stay the hell out of our way.” The rest of the Inner Sphere simply reacted with a collective shrug. Most other nations had their own troubles at the moment…”

Whoops! An Irreverent View of the Politics of the War of ’56 by Dr. Anton Drake, Federated Academic Press, New Avalon, 3060

We told him it would happen! Why would he be shocked? I mean, he [Sun-Tsu] reads a damn holomap, right? (laughs manically) He really didn’t read the report we sent him. Not a surprise. He’s gone mad, you know. (subject screams in pain). WHAT! Like I am going to deny it now? I am a dead man. I am not walking out of here alive. No one does! So, kill me. Kill me and spare me the sight of the Fedrats and Andurien fighting over the dead husk of Sian!

Taken from the Interrogation transcript of former Sub-Commander Tzhao Foon, FWL Desk, Maskirovka Analysis Section. August 19th, 3057. Sub-Commander Foon was interrogated for nineteen hours in the infamous “Iron Jade” Prison Complex in the Forbidden City on Sian after his arrest and was executed for treason three days later. The partial transcript, found damaged by fire, was found in the ruins of the prison on September 19th, 3057 by FC troops.


Operation Keravnos

Wave 1 (August-September 3057):

Betelgeuse
Attacking Forces: 1st Defenders of Andurien Regiment (Green Medium-weight ‘Mech regiment plus a brigade of combined arms troops), Burrow’s Crashing Thunder Regiment, and one battalion of three company sized mercenary units organized as 1st Provisional Battalion.

Defending Forces: 2 Battalions of Warrior House Kamata (1 Green and 1 Veteran Battalion), Betelgeuse Home Guard (3 combined arms regiments)

Results: The Capellan defenders fought with the strength of men possessed. House Kamata offered no quarter and asked for none, fighting to the last in a swirling mobile battle not far from the Andurien LZs. After eighteen hours of fighting, neither battalion of House Kamata was left, but they had dealt 40% casualties to the 1st Defenders of Andurien, and it had taken Burrow’s Crashing Thunder Regiment intervening to save the Defenders from complete collapse. Once House Kamata had been destroyed, the Home Guard surrendered the next day.

Sigma Mare
Attackers: 2nd Defenders of Andurien (Regular Medium weight ‘Mech regiment, and a combined arms brigade), St. Cyr Heavy Assault Regiment, Lone Star Regiment

Defenders: Sigma Mare Home Guard

Results: The defenders of Sigma Mare, cut off from any help, and not having had orders from Sian in months, surrendered after a short fight at the Andurien LZs.

Shiba
Attackers: 3rd Defenders of Andurien (Veteran Heavy weight ‘Mech regiment, and a combined arms brigade), Contessa’s Killers (Veteran Assault ‘Mech Battalion

Defenders: Shiba Home Guard

Results: The defenders of Shiba tried to fight a mobile campaign, but they could not compete with the mobility of the 3rd who often pinned the Home Guard in place to be shattered by the Killers. Within a week, the Shiba Home Guard surrendered.

Niomede
Attackers: 4th Defenders of Andurien (Green Light-weight ‘Mech regiment, and a combined arms brigade).

Defenders: Niomede Home Guard

Results: The Niomede Home Guard made one disastrous attempt to hold the 4th short of the planetary capitol, facing them at the all-important crossing of the Shenpo river at Tivington. The defense of the bridge was successful for a week, until a battalion of Andurien hover tanks, backed by light mechs walking across the bottom, forced a crossing some six km downstream and flanked the Home Guard, destroying them in a two-day encirclement battle. Barely three battalions from the brigade strength home guard survived to surrender.

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“THIS IS GREYJOY ACTUAL TO ALL CALLSIGNS. LAND THE LANDING FORCE AS PER OPTION BRAVO. RPT, LAND THE LANDING FORCE AS PER OPTION BRAVO. GOOD LUCK AND GOD SPEED.
Sent from Command Jumpship “FCN Journe’s Journey” to all allied callsigns in Sian space, August 19th, 3057
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #393 on: 09 October 2019, 01:44:20 »
Where did the Defenders of Andurien come from? Did they rebadge Legionnaires for somewhat plausible deniability?
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #394 on: 09 October 2019, 01:49:00 »
I am sort of surprised the defenders did so well against a worrior house. I hope the FedCom does not decide to do the foolish thing and keep Capcon as a seperate state -_-, they just need to eat all of it and be done with it. They gave them a shot after all and that lead to this.

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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #395 on: 09 October 2019, 02:28:12 »
Where did the Defenders of Andurien come from? Did they rebadge Legionnaires for somewhat plausible deniability?
AFAIK, yes
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #396 on: 10 October 2019, 04:49:59 »
Welp, here we go. Sian, gonna be the ultimate test of AFFC steel and nerve.
This grips me more than would a muddy river river or reclining Buddha :P

Seriously though, I hope the AFFC has taken meticulous planning for this and has a glut of resources on hand, because its going to be nasty. But necessary.

Of course, the question still needs to be answered ... WHERE exactly is Kai? :)
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #397 on: 10 October 2019, 07:08:10 »
Wow, powerful stuff as always and if Sunny has his way Sian is going to be like Stalingrad with similar casualty levels.
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #398 on: 10 October 2019, 07:33:01 »
Wow, powerful stuff as always and if Sunny has his way Sian is going to be like Stalingrad with similar casualty levels.

Stalingrad?

This is going to make Operation Olympic look like fun and games in comparison.
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« Reply #399 on: 10 October 2019, 08:52:33 »
Stalingrad?

This is going to make Operation Olympic look like fun and games in comparison.

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« Reply #400 on: 10 October 2019, 08:59:46 »
Of Course, it could be subverted....if Kai gets on planet with his Green Pigeon buddies, and schwacks his cousin first.

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« Reply #401 on: 10 October 2019, 09:30:36 »
Of Course, it could be subverted....if Kai gets on planet with his Green Pigeon buddies, and schwacks his cousin first.

Aye, or Kai and the ex Clanners role is to rip and tear a hole in the Cappies defences that you can fit several RCT's into and to take/hold a LZ.
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« Reply #402 on: 10 October 2019, 12:37:40 »
Part of me think as soon as its known Kai is in system, a whole chunk of the CCAF command structure is going to get the idea that he's a viable candidate for the Celestrial Throne

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« Reply #403 on: 10 October 2019, 12:40:20 »
Part of me think as soon as its known Kai is in system, a whole chunk of the CCAF command structure is going to get the idea that he's a viable candidate for the Celestrial Throne

Ooh good point, but that depends on the Death Commandos and if they are in the room. Perhaps if the Death Commando's were removed from the playing board then 'ol Sunny might get a splitting head ache and Kai and the Falcons could be landing as that anvil for the Death Commando's to dash themselves against because i'd bet that Sunny would order his best troops to try and kill Kai.
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #404 on: 11 October 2019, 10:24:57 »
Of Course, it could be subverted....if Kai gets on planet with his Green Pigeon buddies, and schwacks his cousin first.

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« Reply #405 on: 11 October 2019, 11:10:59 »
"Members of the CCAF, you are sworn to the service of House Liao.  As of 15 minutes ago, I AM House Liao."

If that means no more war against the FedCom, I suspect most of them will accept that very quickly.
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« Reply #406 on: 29 November 2019, 16:47:35 »
Sian’s Agony, Part 1

Excerpt from “Gotterdammerung in the Confederation” by Johan Vyborg, Coventry Press, 3061

“…the initial fight for Sian commenced on the 6th of August, 3057 (as opposed to the popular start of the battle on the 19th, when the actual landings commenced). The fight began with the arrival of 10 Federated Commonwealth RCTs in system, one of the largest assemblance of jumpships in recent memory, with some 600 aerospace fighters escorting the force in. (there were some attached “free aerospace wings taken from various Capellan March commands to ensure extra escort fighters for the drop). The FC forces arrived at the zenith and nadir points a bit disorganized, and spent the next day reorganizing their formations for the ten day burn into to the system mainworld.

The Capellans had half as many aerospace fighters as the FC forces. With the exception of the fighters from House Imarra, the Red Lancers, and some small units made up of instructor cadre from a variety of aerospace schools on planet, most were with low time pilots and were hastily trained and held in reserve for the defense of the planet. Their training consisted of little more than how to keep the fighter in the air, and were taught to ignore all else and go for the transports. This wound up with them becoming easy meat for the FC fighter pilots who were left wondering why their prey did not maneuver to save themselves.

In one tragic case on the 9th of August, a fēng bào zǔ or stormgroup, of 18 student pilots and two instructors from the Footnot Flight Academy took their F-10 Cheetahs launched a ramming attack on the dropships belonging to the 6th Syrtis Fusiliers. One of the fighters got through the fighter screen, and badly damaged the Union-Class dropship Eye of Mendham. The Eye of Mendham managed to offload most of her passengers and cargo before the onboard fires caused a massive structural failure, killing most of the crew. It was a foreshadowing of things to come.

By the time the FC achieved orbit on the 17th of August, the Capellan aerospace response was disjointed, and spent, with over half their fighters having been shot down, or too badly damaged to repair. The overall FC commander, Marshal Linda Archer, ordered that the aerospace forces suppress all aerospace fields, military and civilian within 300km of the dropzone on Wuhan. The two-day battle, saw moderate casualties among the FC aerospace forces, mostly due to ground fire. However, it managed to succeed in destroying most of the remaining Capellan aerospace units, as well as suppressing a fair amount of the Capellan IAD (integrated air defense) network.

Thus, on the 19th of August, the fateful order was given to ‘land the landing force’.”

Sian, Part 1
Attacking Forces: 6th Syrtis Fusiliers RCT, 1st Davion Guards RCT, 4th Davion Guards RCT, 3rd Crucis Lancers RCT, 6th Crucis Lancers RCT, 7th Crucis Lancers RCT, 1st Ceti Hussars RCT, 3rd Royal Guards RCT, Davion Light Guards RCT, 10th Deneb Light Cavalry RCT, 1st Federated Suns Armored Cavalry, 1st Kell Hounds, Jade Phoenix Cluster, 10 artillery brigades.

Defending Forces: House Immarra, Red Lancers, 4th Tau Ceti Rangers (battalion), WOBM 2nd Division, WOBM 3rd Division, 1st People’s Loyalty Regiment (Regular/Fanatical regiment made up of comb outs and convalescents with battlemech experience, leavened with instructors from the Sian Center for Martial Disciplines, as well as survivors of several units destroyed during Active Panther). 1 battalion of Death Commandos. 3 combined arms divisions of the Sian Home Guard, and 150 “Victory Battalions” (75 of which are on Wuhan).

Results: The initial landings took place in and around Jade Lake, a major city some 50km from the ultimate objective of the Forbidden City itself. A coup de main on the Forbidden City was considered, but it was felt that the defenses were too strong for any coup de main force to hold for any appreciable length of time for a relief force to arrive. The initial landings were conducted by Combat Command Charlie, 1st Ceti Hussars, as well as Jade Phoenix Cluster. Initial contacts with the enemy were sporadic, mostly with light elements of “Peoples Victory Battalions” who were often caught in the process of mobilizing, and easily disarmed or dispersed. This lulled a lot of the FC troops into a false sense of security, and belied what was to come.

On the night of the 21st, as the Davion Light Guards began to probe towards Belin on State Highway Six towards the Forbidden city, Charlie company of the 1st Battalion ran into a major Capellan force consisting of Victory Battalions, Home Guard, and a company of Death Commandos who slipped in behind Charlie Company. A relief force consisting of most of Vanuvar’s Battalion of the 7th Crucis Lancers had to fight their way through a series of ambushes conducted by Home Guard and Victory Battalion elements, and took moderate casualties, but took until the next morning to relieve Charlie company. Charlie company had only 40% strength left, having had to fight off battalion sized infantry human wave attacks, as well as probing raids by enemy ‘Mechs piloted by some of the best ‘Mechwarriors in the Confederation. The push for Belin continued, with the 3rd Royal Guards attempting to force a crossing across the Perfume river to the south and envelop the city or flank it and steal a march towards the Forbidden City. Both options went awry. First, the 3rd Royal Guards ran into fanatical resistance from Victory Battalion and Home Guard elements, reinforced by elements by a Level III of WOBM. It took six critical hours to force the crossing, and the lead ‘Mech battalion of the 3rd took 25% casualties. The advance down State Highway Six fared little better, with the 7th barely making any progress against elements of the Death Commandos, as well as dug in Home Guardsmen and Victory Battalion members. Often, it took brute force and copious amounts of firepower to shift the fanatical Capellans from their positions, but the FC eventually won the fight. The FC’s air dominance also helped, as it paralyzed Capellan troop movements by day, and forced them into a more positional strategy than the military situation dictated.

But, the Capellans were in dire straits. Capellan casualties were mounting, and supplies were running low, as the first two days of fighting had burned off some 40% of the on-planet ammunition reserve. There was talk amongst the remaining elements of the Strategios of using “special weapons” to redress the balance and buy time for reinforcements to arrive, but House Master Ion Rush asked famously “Where are there enough warriors left in the Confederation to do more than welcome their new masters? We are it.” Of course, no one mentioned this to the increasingly mad Sun-Tsu Liao, who demanded increasingly detailed briefings on the military situation, and often interfered in military decisions daily.

State Farming Complex Nineteen
28km from the Forbidden City
Sian
Capellan Confederation
August 23rd, 3057

 Been a shitty time here on Sian, right from the damn start. Sergeant Ben Doorman reflected. His Packrat had been ordered out by the troop commander of the RCT to go “find Capellans and call artillery on them.” While such orders are usually a license for most scouts to have fun and raise hell, on Sian, it was a good way to die. There was a lot of IEDs and vibromines left around, and depending on who laid them, there might or might not be a minefield sketch to capture or interrogate out of someone.
 
His Packrat had been modified, and sported a pair of machine guns and a Beagle Probe vice the SRM-6in a hastily designed turret. They’d also moved the flamer to the front of the vehicle. He loved the Probe, but he wasn’t so damn sure about the SRM-6 being removed. At least they added some bar armor to make up the difference with the damn Capellan V-LAWs. I’ve had everyone and their granny shoot the damn things at me.

 He swung the turret and did a sweep of the barn and the outbuildings again. So far, the probe hadn’t picked anything up. They were trailing behind an infantry screen of seven or so troopers from their own vehicle and had advanced through the open spaces of the farm using what cover they could find. But they’d stayed the hell away from the buildings. All we need is some patriotic Capellan kid or farmhand with a Molotov and an upper floor window. I saw that happen to Bellamy in that village last week. Still can’t get the memory of the screams over the troop radio net out of my head.

 We haven’t taken a lot of prisoners yet. So far, the resistance has been either non-existent, or do-or-die fanatical. Nothing in-between. I guess these folks believe we’ve come to carry off their daughters, enslave their menfolk, and eat their babies. And the worst of it is? I really don’t have the time nor inclination to make them believe otherwise. At least I didn’t have to shoot any kids. Some guys in the infantry companies had had to do that. Not sitting well with some of them, so I hear.
 
He glanced at the Beagle display again. A pair of dots appeared, then more, all centered around the outbuildings. Shit! Before he could shout a warning, a pair of green luminescent fingers reached out towards the infantry, one man being cut in half by a torrent of large caliber rounds, another going down after being caught by two rounds in the chest that the body armor didn’t even stop. A flash then erupted from the room of the barn, a white finger of rocket exhaust stretched out towards the Packrat, which violently lurched to the left and increased speed to avoid the projectile. It overshot the vehicle, and exploded ten meters behind it, the Packrat was at speed now, hitting every bump and undulation in the ground with a violent slam to the occupants of the vehicle.

 Doorman hurriedly slew the turret with a while of protesting hydraulics and snapped off a long burst from the linked machine guns. The staccato burst of the firing sounded like a jackhammer, punctuated by the tinkle of spent brass and links being ejected from the guns. Red tracer ripped out like fingers of death in the general direction of the V-LAW shot, the impacts tearing holes into the barn, and sending pieces of wood flying. The surviving infantry dropped prone and added their own weapons to the cacophony, the barn disappearing into a cloud of shattered wood and dust.

 Doorman clicked the intercom “Buley, get us within flamer range of the Barn and outbuildings. We’re gonna torch these ******.”

“Merkurs, get your scouts tossing smoke and covering me, I am going to torch these buildings and flush these bastards before we lose anyone else, clear?”

“Roger that, boss, try not to die, it’s a long walk home, over.”

“Wilco, Merkurs.”

A small white smoke screen soon blossomed between the buildings and the infantry. The tendrils snaked with the wind, but it did a decent job obscuring things between them and the Capellans. It was on the longish edge of flamer range, but it would have to do. Doorman reflected. He just hoped the Capellans were out of V-LAWs and weren’t trying to suck him in close before firing the next one.

“Ok, Buley, hug the smoke so we can burn that ****** barn!”

The vehicle lurched again, and took off at full speed, bounding over every bump in the ground, shaking Doorman hard, even with the six-point restraints. They pulled up short of the barn, the infantry pouring fire into it to keep the heads down of whomever was in there.

Doorman squeezed the trigger for the flamer, and a gout of flame shot out from the front of the vehicle. The fire hissed and popped like a living, hungry thing as it licked the side of the barn, igniting it within seconds. Doorman gave it another three second burst for good measure, but the barn was fully involved.

Before long, one of the windows burst open, and a woman jumped from the top of the barn, aflame from head to toe. She hit the ground and didn’t get back up. Another figure came out the open barn doors…screaming, but Doorman couldn’t hear what was being said. This one was smaller, obviously a child with a rifle strapped to their back…they too were aflame, their arms flailing as they ran. Suddenly, they dropped like a poleaxed steer. Shit, please tell me there’s not more kids in the other-

A series of sparks and pings erupted from the Packrat as multiple small arms rounds hit the vehicle. A flash then erupted from the building, and the Packrat shuddered, then filled with smoke. Buley was screaming on the intercom. “******! My arm…It’s gone Sarge, it’s gone!” Doorman slammed back a long burst from the machine guns, then grabbed his bailout kit and radio, diving out the infantry bay hatches to the rear. He had to get to the front of the vehicle before…

As he stepped out he realized there was no hope for Buley, the front of the vehicle was aflame, the rocket had arced over the bar armor..and hit the front hydrogen tank for the reactor. Buley was burning alive, and Doorman could do little about it, except run before the hydrogen detonated, so, Doorman took off at a dead run and flopped down to Merkurs.

Merkurs looked at him unceremoniously, “So, we calling for air or artillery?”

“Artillery, I am gonna flatten the shit out of this place.”

Doorman turned his attention to the radio “Stingray Two-Seven to Thor Four-Four, we need fire support at gridref RF11782434, need contact HE, three salvos, danger close, over..”

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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #407 on: 29 November 2019, 17:22:52 »
This is going to get uglier before it gets better ...
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #408 on: 29 November 2019, 20:14:44 »
This is going to get uglier before it gets better ...
sadly, yes it probably will...
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #409 on: 30 November 2019, 05:49:32 »
Much MUCH worse I'm sorry to say it looks like.

Because the AFFC won't take this shit sitting down. The frontline units WILL pull off the kid gloves if you push them hard enough. Deciding that its better to BE the brutal monsters the Crappies accuse you of being if they are going to try to swarm you with suicidal kids and simply bring massive firepower into play to obliterate ANY possible threat...
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #410 on: 30 November 2019, 06:20:54 »
Agreed there.

Taking Sian will be a bloody affair. And pacifying it will take a lot more convential troops, especially infantry an BA. Unless of course you choose to just blast the blast the place and be done with it. But that just doesn't sound like the FedCom.

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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #411 on: 30 November 2019, 07:57:18 »
Blimey...brutal stuff, damn well written though!
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #412 on: 30 November 2019, 11:09:15 »
Well written
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #413 on: 30 November 2019, 16:22:54 »
Yes it will get bad, so change rules , go to a siege mentality.
Town X you have 48 hours to point A B C D and surrender.

Civilians move to E- K points , limit 1 bag per person.
Use prisoners to do initial search.
Because they speak the language not so they can be blown up first.
After 48 hours Orbat known enemy defensive points.
Give them another 48 hours to take surrenders.
Use the Fedsun version of Compass call to let everyone know any NBC attacks will be cause for KEW’ng any force responsible , and no surrender taken from WOB and Cap forces.
   To show how benevolent you are just KEW the Palace after the 1st Nuke attack on you.
Broadcast that planet wide and give another 48 hours to surrender.
Your Psyop and intel boffins can guid you on the best response.

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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #414 on: 01 December 2019, 06:28:53 »
It looks like winning will take a degree of brutality that would negate any benefit from victory for the FedCom
It might be genuinely a better idea to pull back/pull out, place the planet under siege from orbit and use selective orbital strikes or air strikes on appropriate strategic targets (for example, the Forbidden City and about 1km around in 360 degrees and down to about 500m-1000m down below surface level)


View this as a reconnaissance in force


At the risk of looking too much at history, I think this is the difference between invading WW2 Germany or the Soviet Union and invading WW2 Japan - Operation Downfall versus bombing and isolating
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #415 on: 01 December 2019, 20:11:45 »
It looks like winning will take a degree of brutality that would negate any benefit from victory for the FedCom
It might be genuinely a better idea to pull back/pull out, place the planet under siege from orbit and use selective orbital strikes or air strikes on appropriate strategic targets (for example, the Forbidden City and about 1km around in 360 degrees and down to about 500m-1000m down below surface level)


View this as a reconnaissance in force


At the risk of looking too much at history, I think this is the difference between invading WW2 Germany or the Soviet Union and invading WW2 Japan - Operation Downfall versus bombing and isolating
Thanks for saying what I was thinking, too much hate being generated for nothing. Why cause more problems then you need?
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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #416 on: 01 December 2019, 20:53:44 »
That’s actually the sort of thing Sunny is hoping will happen, to maximise the amount of anti Commonwealth hate produced during the conquest.

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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #417 on: 01 December 2019, 21:40:00 »
Just blockade the world.  Initiate a psyops campaign against the world broadcasting all the terrible things that the CCAF has done thus far.  Break their will to fight and if Sun Tzu shows his cowardly self, drop a bomb on him.  If he gives up (for whatever reason) put him on trial and against a wall, problem solved.

Its very clear that no one is coming to the Confederation's rescue and even if they did they would provoke a FedCom already on a war footing.  You can intercept dropships with your superior aerospace cover by monitoring the jump points.  Sian is just another world and not even a crucial one infrastructure wise besides being the seat of power.

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Re: Clover Spear - The Story of the '56 War
« Reply #418 on: 01 December 2019, 22:34:30 »
As bad as this is, the Fedcom isn't left with a lot of choices in their mind? The war has to end soon. The Tamar March is going to cost money to rebuild, the Combine border is tense and needs reinforcing, and the economy is under tons of pressure and will probably have a minor recession once this over.

The war has to end and end decisvely. As much as a blockade would work, it would take time..months, maybe even a year. The FC is at the end of a long rope and this needs to end decisively, for reasons political, and military.

The military reasons are to destroy the Capellan "center of gravity" and remove the constraints of what's left of the military and political leadership to surrender.

The political are more basic. Complete the utter destruction of the Confederation, and demonstrate to the rest of the Inner Sphere what the price of a perfidious stab in the back is. Another related goal is to show that the Federated Commonwealth will pay any price to bring the war an agressor chooses to his very doorstep.
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