private World War II (Equestria Edition RP)

[Sugar Cuddles 402]

http://mlpforums.com/topic/97988-world-war-ii-equestria-edition-ooc/ OOC~

http://mlpforums.com/topic/97735-world-war-ii-equestria-edition/ Planning~ (NOT BEING USED) (But is there for future reference c: )

 

 

A war emerged from the darkness...A war for simple land and resources turned into a conquest to rule the world. Formerly known as Luna, Nightmare Moon decided to take the world by force. If she were to succeed in her cold conquest, the world would be forced to live under the darkness of their new corrupted ruler. Such a sweet child she once was, but no more...Where we stand today is a world where nopony is safe. Ponies from both sides are watching the skies daily for bombers, while every stallion and mare able is sent to war...

 

We are here in the now battletorn Manehatten, where the allies had gathered to reclaim the city from the cold hooves of the Lunar Army. The enemy's main forces had already been directed towards Ponyville and Cloudsdale, so their hopes were high on the lack of defences...Sadly, that was not the case as the enemy had gathered a great deal of Intel, and uncovered our plans in advance. With half of our battalion blown to bits, we storm the big city of Manehatten. We had no chance to turn back now. 

 

 

The streets were open and full of craters and improvised cover. Dead ponies from both sides was scattered across every inch of this hell of a battlefield. Taking cover in a building while explosions and enemy fire. Our heroes and heroins started discussing their next move.

 

Outside of the building was luckily no anti armor weapons against the tank. But who knows how long that would last. There wasn't a shortage of enemies though. One could barely peek over a corner without getting their brains splattered on everything behind them. They knew they had to move forward, and fast.

[WhiteLightning 339]

Amidst the maelstrom of enemy fire, White was struggling to get his tank moving, after a mortar shell had jammed the gearbox. His trusty M4 Sherman tank had served him great so far, it's armor having stopped many dozens of bullets, all of which could have been lethal.

 

Pulling and trying to force it to switch gears, White cursed under his breath, knowing that a stationary tank is a dead tank. And with the enemy closing in, armed to the teeth, he had to do something , fast.

 

"I can't get it to switch gears! It's stuck!" he yelled over the sound of gunfire and bullets ricocheting off his tank's armor. "Come on you piece of shit!" he said, kicking the gear lever, thick drops of sweat dropping from his forehead.

[---- 85]

 

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Edited June 10, 2018 by ----

[Wardaddy 470]

In the skies above the battlefield, the Royal Equestrian Air Force's vast array of fighters and bombers stretched across the far width of the ground below, their engines roaring and their weapons armed. Among the hordes was Bomber Command's 51st Squadron, the Flying Redhawks, made up entirely of P-51 Mustangs. Led by their squadron leader, Defiant Aegis, the Redhawk's mission was to engage enemy fighters so that the bombers could take out the numerous targets, such as sniper nests, Flak batteries, forward operations bases and everything in between. Flying with the 51st was Corporal Firebolt Blitz, who was flying his first mission. "Ok boys!" The gruff voice of Blitz's squadron leader rasping over the comms. "You know what to do. Take out the enemy bandits, drop your bombs and get our boys through dry! Failure is not an option!" "Somepony's gonna get killed tonight, I can sense it" Thought Blitz to himself, but his thoughts were quickly pushed aside when the squadron's number two, Bolted Gear, spoke over the radio. "Heads up guys! Bogies inbound!" Blitz looked up to see the sleek blue and black fighters, a mix of Messerschmitt Bf 109 Gs and Focke-Wulf Fw 190s screeching towards them. "Ok Redhawks, stay in formation! Don't break until I give the order!" Yelled Aegis, preparing his squadron for hostile contact. Then, in a split second, the enemy fighters opened fire. "REDHAWKS, BREAK!" Screeched Aegis, who pulled his Mustang toward the first 109 in sight. The rest of the Redhawks broke off as the Allied and Lunar aircraft clashed. Hell had finally broken loose both on the ground and in the skies above Manehatten. 

 

Blitz was in hot pursuit of an Fw 190, the two planes swinging and throwing themselves around the clouds, the Mustang trying to hit the Fw 190 with a lick of bullets from the dual Brownings while avoiding the other aircraft which plagued the skies. Finally, just when the Fw 190's pilot thought it had lost the Mustang, Blitz swooped up from behind and pelleted the Focke-Wulf's tail with a shower of bullets, rendering the plane uncontrollable. As Blitz's latest victim broke off to the right, the pegasus swung his Mustang the opposite way, looking for another target to hit. However, out of nowhere, a storm of Flak fire trapped the Mustang, with two rounds ripping through the plane's wings. Blitz frantically pulled the Mustang away, trying to take evasive action, but all hope was lost when another Flak round smashed through the engine. The propeller stopped turning, just as the Mustang's engine exploded. Blitz was unhurt, but his fighter was now plummeting back down to Earth. Thinking quickly, Blitz took the proper emergency actions by dropping the Mustang's powerful, but surprisingly light bomb, before extending the landing gear. Once that was done, Blitz moved to send out a mayday to his squadron. "Redhawk Squadron, this is Redhawk 3. I'm going down. Mayday, mayday, mayday". Nopony responded, leaving Blitz to do the only thing he could do from there; grip the controls and guide the plane carefully to the ground. For the moment all seemed to be well, but suddenly, just as the Mustang was nearing the surface, the landing gear caught on the roof of a farmhouse, which sent the aircraft smashing into the field next to it, tumbling and twisting until it came to a stop near a fence. As for its pilot, Blitz had been thrown out of the cockpit, smashing through the glass canopy and ploughing into the grass, showered with debris from the crashed fighter-bomber. 

 

Dazed and confused, Blitz managed to lift his head off the ground, his body tangled and pain emanating all across it. It felt particularly sore at the top  of his left wing, and sure enough, Blitz decided to inspect the injury, finding a large, round, bleeding hole where the feathery appendage had been struck by Flak. His eyes going wide, Blitz flopped back down onto the ground, the world in front of him fading into darkness. "Oh Mum, Lyra, I'm sorry......" With that, Blitz blacked out, the mangled remains of his fighter still burning in the background, and the fighting raging on around him.

Edited May 29, 2014 by Firebolt Blitz

[Spirit Rush 497]

Somewhere in the outskirts of Manehatten, Spirit Rush finally reached the roof of the tallest skyscraper available. He set up his equipment, while watching the raging battle, and got out his Springfield and fixed the scope on. He remembered his mission, which was to take out a few key targets in the Lunar Army which will cripple their army. Spirit Rush was one of the most elite sniper in his unit, maybe even the whole army.

 

He scouted the area and saw that the streets around him were empty. He then looked at a field and saw a pegasus lying down in the middle of the battle. He wondered if he should help, the field wasn't too far away, but as he was thinking a bullet flashed by barely missing him. He took cover next to the tiny concrete wall which was his only cover.

 

"Man...", he muttered under his breath as he snapped in a fresh magazine and pulled the bolt and started scanning the buildings through his scope.

[Anneal 2,197]

Synapse was galloping around the battlefield, trying to hide behind cover to help her fallen teammates. She did the same things over and over again; bandage a pony, disinfect bullet wounds, and so on. Unfortunately, she didn't have the power to save everypony with her touch. In all honesty, she wasn't that good in first aid, anyway; the drafters just sent her to the medical unit when they saw that her occupation was of a "mental hospital therapist". 

 

In the midst of all the mayhem, a pegasus nearby fell down to the ground. Immediately, she ran over to the fallen pegasus, taking out one of her first aid kits. Bleeding wing... she observed, preparing her peroxide disinfectant...only to realize it was out from helping the previous pony before, who had sadly deceased from bleeding to death despite her actions. Doing the second best thing that she believed she could do, she tried her best to wash her hooves with water and applied pressure to the wound. 

 

Then suddenly, she felt the pointy end of a cold, metallic bayonet on her back. "Stop what you're doing," a voice said behind her; it sounded of that of a stallion. Hoping not to be the next target for the soldier's rifle, she froze in place. Synapse continued to do so, feeling a hoof feel her backpack, along with pulling out her rifle and pistol and dropping it to the ground. "Now get up. Slowly," the stallion commanded.

 

"Keep your hooves away from your weapons. You're coming with us."

[Anon In Equestria 57]

Silent hope ran through an alley as another barrage of mg rounds pelted the ground next to him, he decide that going around was the smarter option, so he ran to the other end and spotted a M4 sherman tank, it seemed to be stuck, and the lunar forces seemed to be getting closer to it, he spotted a pony with multiple tools and guessed he was an engineer of some kind and it seemed he was trying to find a way to get to the tank with out becoming holy, he decided that he would try and draw the enemy fire by leaping out of cover and diving into a mortar hole, and then started letting rounds fly from his rifle, picking of the advancing soldiers and forcing most of them to find cover, he turned to look across the street to the engineer and let out a order.

 

"TOOLBELT MOVE!!!"

 

He then started to suppress the enemy soldiers by firing shots at them to make them stay in cover.

Edited May 15, 2014 by lonewolf1735

[Sugar Cuddles 402]

The enemy forces grew even greater in number. Enemy Ace Pilots appeared in the sky to combat the allied Airborn.

 

The ground shook as a heavy tank approached from the middle.Tiger II was the name of this beast, and it had a squad of flamethrower ponies to accompany it. 

 

Horrible screams could be heard from ponies burning to death.

[WhiteLightning 339]

White, in his efforts to try and get to tank to switch gears so he could move on, quickly looked through his tank periscope, assessing the situation. What he saw made his blood run cold. An enemy Tiger II Panzer rolled over the rubble blocking the street up ahead, a squad of flamethrower-wielding ponies accompanying it.

 

The Tiger II alone would already be enough to permanently put his tank - including everypony inside it - out of commission. Though his own M4 Sherman tank had taken lots of beatings, it would all be nothing compared to the Tiger II's 88mm cannon. Not only that, but Tiger II's had thicker armor as well.

 

Snapping back into reality, he frantically continued trying to force his tank to switch gears. If he wasn't able to get it into reverse, he would be in a heap of trouble.

 

"Rrgh! Come on! Please, switch into reverse now, please! Before that thing spots me!"

[---- 85]

 

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Edited June 10, 2018 by ----

[Spirit Rush 497]

Spirit Rush scanned the windows of the building where the shot came from. He has been in many sniper battles so he expected this to end quickly. As he continued to search, he saw the faint light of the reflection of a scope and immediately took aim and shot. He was close enough to the building to hear a loud cry which surprised him.

 

"Crap! This has never happened before!" he said. He expected the silent death of his target as he always shot to kill but he barely missed their head.

 

"Guess I have to finish them off..." he groaned heavily as he was not looking forward to close combat. He flew over to the building and decided to set up his equipment there and took his Colt M1911A1.

 

He heard his radio, "SPIRIT RUSH WE NEED YOU TO PICK OFF SOME TARGETS NOW!"

He picked up his radio and replied, "I'm on it!" thinking that his target wouldn't be a problem for now. He noticed multiple flamethrower soldiers with a Tiger II advancing towards an M4 Sherman tank. He shot one of them which penetrated his tank and caused it to ignite setting the soldier next to him on fire. He shot an anti-tank Lunar soldier holding a Panzerschreck anti-tank gun, but he spotted many more who proceeded to hide in the buildings.

 

"Watch out!" he warned through the radio, "You have to get out of there, I spotted a group of anti-tank soldiers heading towards your location!"

[Wardaddy 470]

Blitz awoke after a few minutes of total blackness, groggy and dazed. As he tried to regroup, he heard a gruff voice say "Move!", while in the other ear he could make out the rumbling of a Maybach engine. Blitz looked behind him to see a Lunar soldier armed with a Mauser K98 rifle, with a bayonet attached, leading away a tall mare with a whitish-orange coat. Her uniform bore the hallmarks of the Royal Equestrian Army's Medical Corps, and Blitz was quick to deduce that she found him while he was out. Thinking quickly, Blitz quietly got onto his all-fours, before reaching for his sidearm, a Colt M1911 pistol. Blitz removed the weapon from its holster, loaded a bullet into the chamber and fired at the Lunar soldier, killing him. With the mare safe, Blitz took the initiative. He ran over to the wreck to look for supplies (which he normally stashed in the cockpit, which had survived the crash). Much to his luck, he found a Browning still intact, ripping the weapon out of the wing it was stored in, before taking whatever ammunition was left. Once that was done, he turned to face the medic. "Get your weapon ma'am, and follow me". With that, Blitz headed off in the direction of the rumbling Maybach engine, not willing to hang around for fear of getting caught by the dead Lunar rifleman's friends.  

 

Blitz reached a dirt road, on which a friendly M4 Sherman stood, seemingly broken down. Behind it were two Allied soldiers, a rifleman and an engineer, the latter of which was desperately banging on the back door of the tank, screaming for the crew to bail out. In front of them was a Lunar Tiger II which was slowly creeping towards them, accompanied by a patrol of what Blitz called "Hellbringers", or more simply flamethrower troops. Thinking quickly, Blitz dug in and took aim. Unfortunately, a flamethrower trooper spotted him before he could fire. Yelling to his comrades to take cover, the colt dived into the bushes just as Blitz unleashed the Browning's payload. "I'll suppress them! Just get the tank running! Rifleman, help me!" Roared the corporal, who proceeded to suppress the Lunar troops. The Tiger II's bow machine gun tried firing short bursts at Blitz, but they failed to hit him as the mud that had formed under his machine gun's barrel provided just about enough cover to protect him. Blitz continued firing, unaware that a Lunar anti-tank patrol was also approaching the firefight, which was steadily growing into a rescue mission.

Edited May 29, 2014 by Firebolt Blitz

[Anneal 2,197]

Before Synapse can expect the worst, a gunshot rang behind her, and the Lunar soldier collapsed onto the ground with a reddish hole on his body. The soldier began to scream in pain, feeling his bloodied wound. Synapse stood back in fear, carefully picking up the soldier's magazines (as she used the same weapon as the Lunar soldier and therefore the same bullet model) and stuffing it into her pockets. 

 

Confused on what happened, Synapse was reluctant on following her injured savior. "Your wing is still damaged. If someone doesn't help you heal it, then you won't need to care about getting there before you bleed to death." When she heard the shouts of nearby alerted Lunar soldiers, however, she decided to follow the stallion along, despite the risk of infection or whatever it is. Then again, ponies on the battlefield somehow had a higher chance of survival then in the medical tent...

 

While the stallion was yelling commands behind cover, Synapse merely sat nearby with her rifle in her hooves. She took a short peek outside on the battlefield, though a barrage of gunfire forced her back behind the wall. A few seconds later, when the gunfire stopped again, she looked from the wall again...until she saw a group of ponies down the broken streets, holding something bulky. Suddenly, narrow and smoky figures began to come towards then, which almost looks like flares. She merely stared at them for a while...

 

"Get down!" she shouted at the troops, ducking inside an abandoned building for cover. But it was too late, much too late, for the ponies inside the tank; the rockets hit its target, and the tank blew up in a sudden burst of flame, turning into mere scrap. 

[Anon In Equestria 57]

(OOC: I'm just gonna try and rectify what suri posted, just so we don't lose our resident tank commander)

 

Hope was glad for the added support of the Pegasus, his heavy gun would help when the lunar forces start to send in the cannon fodder, but until then that guy should stay in cover and get his wound looked at by the new medic.

 

Hope flinched as a rocket blasted the front of the sherman, he peaked over and breathed a sigh of relief, the rocket hadn't wreaked the tank, but it left a nasty looking blast mark, on the front, and took the front mounted machine gun out of commission, but that was the least of his problems right now, the enemy had rolled in a tank, Tiger by the look of it, and it was backed by a unit of the Garde Reserve Pionier, flamer units, to be blunt, anyone stuck in that tank was gonna be bucked if one of them got close enough.

 

Hope let off a few rounds from his rifle, one pierced the fuel hose on one of the flamers, cutting of its ammo, and another hit one of the flamer ponies in the neck, ending his life quickly as his blood leaked out of the wound.

 

Hope had decided a little while back that holding this point would mean death for everyone here, and toolbelt looked to young and naive to die here, he wasn't gonna end up like longshot, no, hope wasn't gonna let another young life be extinguished again, not why he had anything to say about it, and he was gonna make sure the rest of the crew was gonna be able to laugh this off at the bar back in ponyville.

 

Hope leapt from his cover and made a dash for the sherman, he hopped up the back of it, and opened the hatch, using it for cover as he shouted into the tank looking at its operator.

 

"Toothpaste Bail out now, that's an order"

 

Hope grunted as round hit him in the side and threw him over the back of the tank, and he hit the floor right next to toolbelt.

Edited May 17, 2014 by lonewolf1735

[Sugar Cuddles 402]

The allies were losing hope in their situation. Everypony around them seemed to fall one by one...

 

Suddenly, the numbers of Lunar soldiers grew thinner. They were running out of their troops, only leaving the true veterans left standing.  A bomber crashing into the middle of the battlefield and caused a terrible explosion. The Lunar army used this to their advantage and set up a few machine guns in the ruins while everypony was distracted. There was now a fine line where nopony could pass...

 

It was now time for everypony to plan how to push the charge further.

[---- 85]

 

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Edited June 10, 2018 by ----

[Spirit Rush 497]

(Can't delete posts but this is supposed to be 200 posts, can't leave it blank, can't stop typing until 200 characters, I don't know what to do, maybe I should keep typing until I get 200 posts, they should really have a "delete a post option" but now I should have 200 characters)

Edited May 18, 2014 by Spirit Rush

[Sugar Cuddles 402]

OKAY STOP!

 

Delete both of your posts and go back to the posting order. Normally I wouldn't post something like this here, but if you don't pay attention to the OOC chat, then I have to remind you that the posting order was broken and it will be followed normally. A mistake is a mistake, But I did ask for it to be fixed. IT hasn't been fixed so the two posts above will be IGNORED. Sorry for ruining your posts, but it's against the rules of this RP.

[WhiteLightning 339]

White was thrown to the back of the tank's crew compartment, courtesy of the explosion of the Tiger II's shell hitting his tank dead center in the front. Heavy tinnitus dominated his hearing, the shockwave having been strong enough to completely disorient him for a couple of seconds.

 

Suddenly, a light entered the tank from where the hatch was, and a pony stuck his head in. For a split second, he wanted to grab for his pistol, luckily realising quickly it was a friendly soldier.

 

"Toothpaste!"

 

Toothpaste?

 

"Bail out now, that's an order!"

 

White came to senses quick now, shaking off his confusion and disorientation. The pony was right. Quickly scrambling to his hooves, White readied his rifle and took a deep breath before climbing out. Bullets whizzed by to the left and right, the Lunar troops continuing their assault, hell-bent on riddling them with bullets. Jumping off the tank, he quickly took cover behind some rubble, and took aim. Pulling the trigger a couple of times in rapid succession, he managed to hit a few rounds dead center in the chest of one of the Lunar troops, knocking him over, his wounds sure to make him bleed out quickly. Taking a quick look, he noticed that multiple friendly troops had converged on his position, though they were in bad shape.

 

His numbness and shellshock now subsiding, White felt a white-hot stinging sensation  on his chest. He clutched it with his hoof, and looked down. Shrapnel from the explosion had struck his chest, causing him to bleed all over. The wounds, at first glance, didn't seem deep, and he hoped they weren't.

 

Looking at his fellow soldiers he yelled: "We can't hold this position! We must get outta here!"

[---- 85]

 

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Edited June 10, 2018 by ----

[Spirit Rush 497]

Grinding through all of his bullets, Spirit Rush took down as many soldiers as he could until he saw the huge fiery explosion of a bomber hit the battlefield. The black smoke provided an extremely dense cover for the Lunar soldiers. Flashes of machine gun fire could be seen, but the only ammo he had left was in his pistol. He started going down the building but could find no signs of that sniper that he needed to finish off. He let out a huge sigh of stress and ventured off into the cold empty streets.

 

He roamed the streets into the borderline of enemy territory, until he spotted 3 Panzer V Panther tanks accompanied by 4 squads of Lunar soldiers. He quickly acknowledged his commander of the incoming enemy reinforcements but the tanks were coming in towards his location. Spirit Rush quickly dashed into what seemed to be an abandoned ammunition factory with active explosives all over the factory. He quickly grabbed multiple land mines and scattered them onto the streets.

 

"I'm really pushing my luck right now..." he whispered to himself. As he ran back inside the factory, the soldiers started firing on his location. He quickly set up some explosives at the entrance and rolled the wire to the emergency exit of the factory. As soon as he heard the voices of the Lunar soldiers, he could hear the mines blowing up and he immediately set off the explosives while running outside.

 

A huge blast of explosions set off and the whole factory collapsed, covering the whole street with debris making it difficult to navigate through. Spirit Rush barely escaped, hoping that he would of caught the attention of the Lunar soldiers and proceeded to regroup with his sniper unit.

[Wardaddy 470]

Having ducked behind the Sherman after dodging a shot from the King Tiger, Blitz noticed the combat engineer running off to a nearby building, with the rifleman on his back, presumably injured. Preferring to assess the situation rather than run, Blitz craned his head around the tank to see the Tiger II still holding position, the Lunar flamethrower troops still hiding in the bushes and the anti-tank troops moving in for the kill. Above him, the Sherman's tank commander bailed out, under heavy fire from the Tiger II's MG42. Suddenly, the Panzer fired a HE shell under the Sherman's underbelly, kicking up rocks, dust and shrapnel just about everywhere. Blitz ducked back behind cover, just as gunshots rang out nearby. The next thing he heard was the commander roaring at everypony to abandon the tank and make for cover. Not willing to leave anypony behind, Blitz dashed out from behind the tank, bullets zipping and whizzing past him, slung the wounded commander across his back and prepared to make a dash for the building behind him. "I'm not leaving you behind. Hold on tight tanker". As Blitz turned his head to face the road behind the Sherman, an Equestrian bomber, a De Havilland Mosquito from the 22nd Squadron under Bomber Command, was streaking down through the night sky, thick black smoke trailing from it's burning portside engine. Blitz cringed as the once-airborne behemoth smashed into the ground, producing an explosion of unholy proportions. More of his comrades were lost in this damned cause to save Princess Celestia's sister from herself. Still, remembering his immediate priority, Blitz refocused himself and charged out into the open, praying to the Creator he wouldn't get hit.

 

As Blitz made a break for the building, the Tiger II and Panzershreck troops began opening fire, sending bullets and rockets flying towards the pegasus. All around Blitz, rockets pounded into the ground, while bullets zipped past him like tiny, metallic and angry wasps. One rocket sliced a piece of shrapnel into Blitz's injured wing, cutting deep just below the wound he sustained from the Flak battery. Blitz cried out in pain, but was able to retain his composure and continued galloping for his life, coming to a halt just as a shell from the Tiger II narrowly missed him. 

 

Exhausted and out of breath, Blitz slung the commander back onto his all-fours, before staggering over to the wall to support him. Unfortunately, he didn't make it, and the tired pegasus collapsed onto the floor, breathing heavily. How he wasn't killed proved a great mystery to him, albeit the fact he was injured (again). That's when it clicked in Blitz's mind; he was able to continue operating despite the intense pain in his wing. Cringing and groaning, Blitz made his way to the medic, intent on seeking her help. "Medic, please.....help me". The pegasus showed the mare his wounds, angling his wing so she could get a good look. The wing's upper half was completely shaded red, with a trickle of blood drooling down from the Flak wound. As for the shrapnel, which turned out to be a piece of exploded rocket shell, it was impaled not too deep, but it looked quite sore, and blood was pooling around the metal intruder as well. Blitz's wounds were quite severe overall, and the medic had a lot of work to do.

Edited May 19, 2014 by Firebolt Blitz

[Sugar Cuddles 402]

Suddenly, Synapse was nowhere to be seen. Lost within the chaos that unfolded on the battlefield, and nopony had any idea whether they were dead or lost. They can only pray that Synapse will return to the battlefield in the time of need...or if they met their end, it was a painless one.

[Anon In Equestria 57]

Hope groaned as ToolBelt dropped him on the floor, intense pain shooting up his side, he looked to his wound and sighed, that was gonna hurt a lot more in the morning.

 

Hope stood up trying his best to ignore the pain coming from his side, he looked around and saw Toolbelt, the Pegasus, and toothpaste.

 

Hope shouted trying to get the attention of the panicking engineer, and the wounded Pegasus, and the tank commander.

 

"Men fall in on me, we need to move out now before the enemy realise the state we are all in.

[Sugar Cuddles 402]

The main building was pelted with enemy fire. Making pieces of the ceiling fall onto the ground. Crushing whatever was underneath.

 

A armored transport pulled up next to the building and filled it up with a squad of Lunar Soldiers. Each with a unique class.