Brave New World (Open, Xeku)

Mar 31, 2019
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North Africa - Near Algiers.
December 14th - 08:50 (GMT)


Establishing Battlefield control. Stand by....


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Three great walkers stalked across the desert sands, their every step leaving an imprint in the sand and the dust. Not that any of the material thrown up seemed to mar the machines, which seemed almost pristine for weapons that had seemingly spent hours or days wading through the african Yellow Zone. Half a dozen smaller creatures scuttled around them, grossly oversized scorpions the size of an armoured truck sheltering from the sun between their colossal legs. They followed where the tripods lead, sometimes a step ahead but always staying close to the 'lead' unit of the three.

This was the first violation of the Beastmen's territory by the newcomers, but unlikely to be the last - what monitoring stations they had near the North Africa Red Zone would have likely fallen silent by now, Ion Storms that normally remained within the tiberium-infested hellscape now expanding out in unnatural weather patterns. Venturing into such storms was dangeorus at the best of times, and now more than ever with the 'meteor shower' daring the storm would likely be suicidal.

While they did not stop, it was quickly obvious once they had come in range of the city. Three tentacles once curled around the centre of each Tripod unwrapped, stretching themselves out with a series of sickening cracks and blinking a few times at the brightness of the planet's star. Once they had re-acclimated however, they struck. One of the tentacles began glowing with a terrible blue light, seconds later spitting out a spotlight of blue energy that it lazily swept in front of it. Ecah shot tore through the buildings in front of it, slicing random cuts until their target was reduced to rubble. After each shot another tentacle would swing into place, allowing the tripods to retain a consistent barrage as they cut their way through the city.

Each shot was announced with a mournful cry from the machine, a note loud enough to be heard even over the destruction below. All three tripods had a slightly different tone to their weapon - lending a distinct harmony to the shared song of their weapons. Such machines were obviously overkill for a strike targeting civilians, but in the absence of a better target they seemed happy to continue their massacre.

Objectives:
-Distract from Control Node and Threshold Construction
-Establish parameters for indigenous response
-Destabilise Indigenous infastructure
Scrin Forces:
Annihilator Tripod * 3
Gun Walker * 6
???

Battlefield control online.