As the loud boom resonates through the air the army's begin their battle. Armed with paralyzer lasers only the Core troops advance. Remotely controlled by Arm commanders they are simple metal heaps...harmless now. The slashers and rocko's collide while the Peewees and spiders take on the krogoth. A few spiders get pearlized signaling their death in battle but the mass swarm about. Soon the krogoth is overwhelmed and stunned. Unable to respond, the peewees continue their onslaught. Rocko's and slashers, thuds and samsons, all continue on in an attempt to show supremacy. It appears as Arm definitely have the upper hand and are indeed using a few newly found tactics.
Suddenly the peewees retreat. The spiders are not far behind when the air is shaken by the roar of the phoenix bombers overhead. Colonel TC_Gilgalad a.k.a. Wild gilly leads the squadron in his Model-2.1 Phoenix bomber. As he passes overhead the Golden kangaroo engraved on his wings blazes with the light of the 2 suns. He's just opened his bomb bay doors. The krogoth, now operational again, begins the targeting process but it is all to late. As the bombs hit the Krogoth's armor shreds and a blast rips through the air. The shockwave plows across the landscape, catching up with some of the retreating spiders. They've just been thrown into the air by the shockwave. As their gyro-sensors begin working, one by one they right themselves and crash to the ground. But wait....whats happened. One of the spiders appears to be badly damaged. It it seems that it was unable to right itself and now lies, upside down, legs in the air, not responding. Surrounding spiders open up as their human pilots rush to the broken unit. The ground is still shaking from the blast....I'll just have to move in closer here....Yes they have gotten the cockpit opened and are bringing the pilot out. It appears to be Private Smasher_SCUD...still holding a bottle of some sort. attempts to revive him seem useless...he keeps mumbling something about the "bloody yanks" with the occasional "G'day" thrown in. I'm just gonna ask...you....yes you...could I ask you how Private SCUD is doing?
Major Smasher_456: Oh we'll give him a few hours...he'll come around.
GBL_Newsbot3: Well is he injured?
Major Smasher_456: No he's ok...just got a little knock on the head. Nothing the drink won't take care of for him. bloody mess he's in though. Drinkin' and drivin', operating heavy machinery, not sharing his supply...why he may be looking at a court marshal...if we can ever get him to sober up.
Private Smasher_SCUD: Bloody wallaby's always getting in the way...them damn yanks fault I say.
GBL_Newsbot3: yes well hmmmmmmm
Major Smasher_456: *sigh* get him outta here. And would someone make the bloody ground stop....it's giving me a headache. All these privates to.....wait a minute.
GBL_Newsbot3: Major...you thinking what I'm thinking?
Major Smasher_456:Why's the shaking getting worse?
*Lightning cuts across the sky, Thunder booms*
GBL_Newsbot3: It couldn't be...
*Dark clouds gather*
Major Smasher_456:Oh bloody he..
*BOOM* *CRACK*
Major Smasher_456:*comm link buzzes* High Command this is Smasher_456 reporting. We have a galactic disturbance. A gate is being forced. I repeat a gate is being forced. Please advise. *comm link click*
*buzz* This here's HarryTheRat at High Command. Cire and I have traced the origin to a nearby planet. Upon further scanning it appears that it is Core. Be advised that they are approaching and you must prepare yourselves. Poosticks and Golly have been sent out to gather forces. expect their arrival shortly with backup. Good luck.*buzz click*
(silence)
It can't be...folks The sight is indescribable. The mere fabric of space itself seems to be bending. It can mean nothing other then a galactic disturbance. Someone is attempting to force open a galactic gate. This indeed may be the renewal of a battle 4000 years in the making.
*Nurses step out from near bye lab*
BAD_Maiden: Newsbot whats happening?
GBL_Newsbot3: the end has come...
TC_LadyEowyn: What should we do now?
GBL_Newsbot3: prepare...