The Business of War

O Trabalho da Batalha: Battle for Lisbon


Scenario F
Participants:
Saturn (W)
Armored Assassins (W)
Hyper Storm H (RPD)

Location: Lisbon, Portugal
Max. Cossack Scrap Value: 4957
SA Infantry: 1842
RPD Units: 1126
Wily Bots: 581



Saturn sighed. He was feeling distracted and upset worrying about his teammates, what with the news that Sora Misaki, their most recent Mercury, had been destroyed. He had to do something, but it'd have to wait.

Lisbon was calling «Olá!» in the meantime.

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Time: 7:00PM
Location: Lisbon, Portugal
Mission Objective: Destroy all SA forces, disable all RPD forces.

The usual night lights of the ancient city of Lisbon were not seen as it would usually be, in fact, having been going on for weeks now, most of the lights were already destroyed, and the houses containing these lights empty. The residents either evacuated, or slaughtered.

“So this is Lisbon…well, you guys know the usual stuff…” Plantman looked down at the darkened city, confidence literally written on his face, “Slaughter every single SA Soldier that you can see, enjoy the party.”

Four Robot Masters stood behind Plantman, the Turban-headed robot and the Samurai robot simply nodded, while the bulky one made no apparent reaction. The one encircled by the ring, however, slowly walked up towards the overconfident Robot Master, standing beside him.

“Don’t you ever realize what you’re doing?” Saturn suddenly turned his head around, looking at Plantman angrily. “As if the Scissor Army and RPD aren’t strong enough already—you left all of our troops at the outskirts of the city!”

“We faced more troops back in Cairo. Saturn…” Plantman laughed loudly, pointing at the gun blazes a district away. “The RPD may have their new toy, Hyper Storm H, but no matter how tough he is he’s just an oversized boar…besides, don’t you want him out of the scene? If I remember correctly what mad doc told me…that boar took an arm from you.”

“You’re all crazy.” Saturn rolled his eyes, then focusing on his comrades once more, “Either way, we can’t fight this alone, just the five of us won’t do.”

“Well, if Crorq actually gives fat chump some reinforcements, we’ll need all our power to stop the RPD coming.” Windman said, and pointed downwards, his orange finger aiming straight at . “Also, we got small platoons fighting…nine regular RPD officers, seven SA Joes, seems like they came from where you just pointed.”

The group of five looked at where Plantman’s eyes were minutes ago, indeed, the bright lights of plasma busters there were gone, now replaced by the rattling sounds of SA Rifles and deafening plasma busters from the RPD officers.

“Saturn, allow us to demonstrate…” Plantman and Windman both aimed their weapons towards the battling factions, while the master of nature charged up a full-fledged plasma shot, the latter’s empty space in front of the barreled fan began to slowly spin, eventually forming sharpened blades of wind.

Saturn looked back, the two silent robot masters were already gone, slowly walking down stairs, as Flameman’s buster began to burn with the passionate flames of justice.

“Alright, you hopeless robots, Yamatoman is back from the romantic part of the millennium party, and he is LIT! BANZAI!” The samurai-esque robot master roared, jumping down in a Kamikaze fashion. Landing in the middle of the SA Joes, Yamato’s spear began its feast of blood, viciously piercing the alloyed bodies of SA Joes, crushing one visor after the other.

“I can’t believe he just did that…” Flameman shook his head in despair, turning his buster at the RPD officers, the police officers continued to fire, except now focusing more and more on the blurring shadow of Yamatoman.

“Better fire before Yamatoman takes all the fun.” Plantman looked away from the platoons, turning his face at the sky, but fired a blazing plasma blast right at one of the officers, the sheer accuracy of the shot striking the poor robot on the head directly, destroying it.

“You tell me.” Windman’s blades of wind were already at action—slicing up the weapons of the SA Joes, all while the giant robot master crossed his arms and looked down. Not even concentrating.

“Tell me, Assassins…why are we doing this when we could leave them to kill themselves off?” Saturn frowned as he looked at the remaining few Joes and Officers still trying to fight each other, while facing the Samurai that’s impaling them with extreme speed. “We could essentially blow our cover…”

“The faster we can take out Hyper Storm H and whatever Special Forces he’s got with him, the better.” Plantman looked down at the aftermath of the battle, then turning back to see the other areas of battle throughout Lisbon. “Besides, what fun is there when we can’t kill off any SA or RPD Troops?”

Saturn sighed, this time, he was working with lunatics bent on wiping every SA and RPD Troop off the face of Lisbon.

“The only thing that can beat us is having us singled out and having more than two hundred Joes against us.” Plantman smirked. “Even with that, we won’t be going down without a big fight.”

Time: 7:15PM
Location: Lisbon, Portugal
Mission Objective: Destroy all SA forces, disable all RPD forces.

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«All right, both the Scissor Bastards and the RPD are GOIN' DOWN!» Saturn thought sadistically. «But how?»

He started to plan a way to kill off a bunch of the officers on both sides, but then something interesting— VERY interesting— caught his eye.

Hyper Storm.H, who was, strangely, shaped like a boar rather than a dragon and didn't carry a sword.

"Uhh… hey… Yamatoman," he said when he got the chance. "Could I borrow your spear for a sec?"

Yamatoman looked at him strangely.

"I'll give it right back, seriously."

"Don't break it," Yamatoman warned, handing the spear over to the ring-clad robot.

As soon as Saturn had the Yamato Spear in his only hand, he rested the end of it behind his back, jumped up, activated a Time Freeze, and jumped down to slice off part of Hyper Storm.H's right arm.

"A hand for a hand, ha-ha!" he shouted triumphantly. "THAT'S for Mexico City." As the Time Freeze wore off, he then threw the spear in the air behind him so that Yamatoman could catch it.

"But," the brown Stardroid began, pulling a few Saturn Rings out of the storage compartment on the outside of his left arm, "why stop there?"

«Because revenge is sweet,» he thought nonchalantly. But then he began to focus much more. He threw four of the boomerang-like chakram at the giant boar and tried to predict his opponent's move, preparing for a lengthy battle.

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Hyper Storm H simply grunted. He was in no mood to handle pesky bugs. But no matter how strong his armor was, it was definitely useless against the most powerful armor penetrating weapon of all robots, the Yamato Spear.

Turning to face the Stardroid, the giant boar forcibly grabbed one chakram with his hand, and proceeded to block off the remaining three, slashing each one down as they approached his armor.

"Since you've faced him in a much tougher form, Saturn...I think you'll have to fight him, we got some serious problem." Plantman forced a small laugh. "The entire SA is concentrating towards this area...and so are the RPD. This place will turn into a full-scale battlefield."

"Me and Plant will be handling the RPD...Flame, Yamato, I'm afraid only you guys can plow through the onslaught...try to use the RPD's attack to your advantage!" Windman's eyes peered at one of the alleys, closing his eyes, the zen-inspiring robot master released a Wind Blade from the back of his turbines, the projectile slashing across a SA Joe. "Here they come."

"BANZAI!" Yamatoman roared, seeing a platoon of Joes appearing from one of the alleys, the Samurai crashed straight into them. The victims had nowhere to run in the narrow alleyway, and blindly fired towards the agile robot master as they were slaughtered.

On the other hand, Flameman continued to fire gigantic blasts on the open streets. The incinerating heat frying every Joe that dared step over the sign posts marking the street's name. However, the sea of Joes were endless, more and more were coming as every second passed.

"You and your big mouth, Planeswalker." Windman grumbled as he tore apart a RPD officer with a blade of wind concentrated in his fingers. "The only thing that can beat us IS over two hundred troops against us, looks like we got it."

"Oh, shut it, if you ask me it's because of piggy's fault here, one's here to reinforce him, the other faction wants him dead!" Plantman blocked down a barrage of plasma shots sent by ten officers with his barrier, then returned fire with twice the amount of buster shots. "The more we can take out, the better."

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This totally sucks.

Hyper Storm was in no mood to have to fight ANY of the Stardroids, least of all Saturn or Mars, in his current condition. he'd be better off making a break for it seeing as how he'd prefer to have Crorq yell at him to being DEAD. If he was still at his Pre-SA level armor, he could hold his own fine. But even with the outrageously high durability he had at the moment, Saturn's still the biggest threat with Yamatoman in close second. And to top things off, Saturn sliced off his arm. Now he was REALLY in trouble. Time for plan D.

"What's your deal, bub?" Hyper Storm grunted angrily. "It's not like I can remember hardly anything from Mexico aside from not wanting to get sucked into a black hole. Do you have any idea how jacked up I got after General Cutman and Mesmerman got through with me? I'd going to have to say no, and you probably won't."

The boar styled RM snatched his arm off the ground, discarding the chakram he grabbed. "I'm not in the mood to fight you, I'm just here to get rid of the Scissor Army. If you have a problem with that, TOO BAD. Oh, and just an FYI, using your Black Hole weapon would be bad for EVERYONE in the area."

With a snort, he turned tail and started walking away from Saturn, then activated his comm to the few RP units Crorq gave him. <Commence attack on SA forces. Be careful, Saturn and several other RMs that sided with Wily are in the area, and they will try to take you out as well.>

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"Uh, guys, we have some bad news coming..." Yamatoman looked towards the wider street, as another wave of Joes advanced towards the RPD and Wily Bots. "The entire city's troops are coming this way, we won't make it out!"

"...Josh, it's about damn time we did something useful." Flameman jumped down right beside Yamatoman, pointing his buster at the direction opposite to the rest of the Robot Masters and RPD, "Turn left into that street, the SA Joes will come after us, or at least, most of them."

"You sure...?" Yamatoman looked at the massive group of Joes firing as they scrambled in. "...Alright, guess we're out of choices!"

The two Androids high-fived one last time for their teamwork as they rammed into the Joes, destroying them viciously and heading towards the street, away from the main battlefield. As a large concentration of troops pursued after.

Hyper Storm H looked in awe, his jaw then slowly turning back ino a grin. Activating his comm once more, he called towards the RPD Officers. "Press on with the attacks, there are less SA Troops now!"

The RPD Officers responded with no words, but with action as they rapidly fired across the streets, taking down the Joes with their Busters.

"Now..." Hyper Storm H rolled his eyes and turned back, taking off seven rings from his mutli-layered armor, none of the rings managed to pierce into the major components of the giant boar-like robot. "Bub, that didn't even scratch me, though it did itch. Here's something for you, now get on with taking out the SA instead of bugging me."

Hyper Storm H grabbed a giant slag of marble from one of the ruins of a mansion, and heaved it towards Saturn, the ring like Robot Master took the message silently, dodging the slab.

"He has a point, Saturn..." Plantman looked at the onslaught of SA Forces. "We better just...help the RPD this time...well..y'know, sneak a few shots in at the RPD while you're at it. Just don't let piggy know."

"Fine, fine!" Saturn looked at Hyper Storm H one last time, both exchanging narrow-eyed stares at each other, then continuing on to slaughter the SA.

"Bad news, Plant..." Windman flew in beside Plantman, the latter rapidly shooting from behind a stone slab. "I checked...there were about five hundred troops going after Flame and Yamato."

"Wait, what?" Plantman gave a puzzled look and then fired another shot, instantly blowing a Joe and a RPD Officer to pieces. "What did they do?"

"They probably think it was cool to lure the enemy away...but heaven knows how many Joes went after them!" Windman exclaimed as he blew a platoon of Joes off their iron-clad soles, slamming the helpless cannon fodders into the concrete walls.

"Those two sodding bastards...we can't go anywhere either, and the direction they're going is the opposite of where we stationed our troops..." Plantman hid behind the giant stone just as the top, a small angel statue got blown to pieces. "God help them...I can't now!"

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"Oraoraora!" Yamatoman roared as he impaled another Joe. "Damn it! There's too much of them!"

The two robot masters ended up in the middle of a large street. With Joes coming from every direction.

"Worse, looks like we took a wrong turn." Flameman gestured behind them, Joes were running in, across the fields, and from the rooftops.

"...What were we thinking when we did this?" Yamatoman grumbled as both of them froze, the sounds of clips being reloaded came occasionally.

"...Fight to the death, I suppose...at least, we guranteed victory for the others." Flameman closed his eyes and charged his buster.

"Alright...guess this is our last?" Yamatoman smiled, and held up his spear.

"You bet!" Flameman roared loudly as he released a Flame Blast engulfing the Joes, as Yamatoman rushed towards the opposite direction. The two fighting even as they received heavy damage from bullets of all directions. Continuing to slaughter Joes in single hits even after their joints were injured.

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"Those two're pretty much dead, I guess…" Saturn said, ducking behind the giant slab where Plantman was still hiding. "I guess we can't worry about them right now. But now what do WE do?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Plantman returned quietly so as to not reveal his location to the SA Joes. "We gotta keep pushing and last as long as we can."

Windman tacitly agreed before firing rapidly-fired fan blades at another set of Joes, cutting off various limbs on each of them.

Saturn sighed. "I meant like a strategy or something… Oh, never mind." He took off his ring, threw it, and slid through a small number of Joes, damaging all of them and knocking them over, to catch his ring again. Since his left hand wasn't yet replaced, his moves were made with very limited speed.

As soon as he rose to his feet, he opened a Black Hole, despite Hyper Storm.H's warning.

«I had a feeling it was just because we were in such a small closed space in the
Mexico City power plant,» he thought as the Black Hole's gravitational pull affected a row of SA Joes, «that the Black Hole I used sucked in everything around me.» As soon as the Joes were close enough, he swung at all them using his ring. «Besides, what does Hyper Storm know?»

"There's just too many of them!" Windman called out, SA Joes approaching him from all sides. He rose into the air and tried to hover over them, but they surrounded him again as soon as he landed.

Meanwhile the brown Stardroid unloaded a few Saturn Rings from the compartment on his left arm and threw them. Although the chakram sliced quite a few SA Joe weapons into useless chunks— something Saturn's that secondary weapons were especially good at— it didn't seem like they destroyed enough; a Joe behind him shot him in his left leg, and a second one in front just missed the crystal on Saturn's helmet.

Saturn quickly checked his energy gauge. Just six out of nineteen bars. Not good.

"Should we stand down 'n' get outta here?" Saturn called to either Windman or Plantman.

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"Here's a simple strategy...attack, attack, and when you're in doubt...attack." Plantman raised one of his hands, pointing at the barrage of bullets coming in his direction, blossoms of petals immediately blocked the bullet's way as plasma shots slipped through the barrier, penetrating the group of Joes and several Officers' heads.

"They're already starting to retreat, continue with the attacks!" Hyper Storm H roared towards his troops, the officers continuing to press in against the SA, the latter faction scrambling into small platoons and retreating.

"We're not picking up their signal..." Windman sighed as he looked towards where Yamato and Flame's energy signature last responded. "I'm afraid we've lost the battle."

"Losing two members, being unable to take the city." Plantman sighed as he looked back. "We could have taken it if the two armies didn't collide."

"The SAs have now retreated...the RPD is now at about the borderline of the city's half." Saturn looked afar from the rooftop of the building they were on, holding a pair of black binoculars out.

"They each occupy half the city now, no?" Windman snatches the binoculars from the Stardroid's hands. Observing the Joes carefully. "Well, we better teleport out of here, I'll bet you they have Flame and Yamato now..."

"As for Josh and Tommy...forget about them." Plantman's face darkened as the three Robot Masters teleported away, in a flash of light.

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"General, armors have been retreived, android souls are already dead by the time we captured both...very brave men."

"How much remaining?"

"About 35% of MXN-048 Yamatoman, 41% of MXN-043 Flameman."

"Very well, do what you do with every other."

"Yes sir."

Time: 2:00AM
Location: Lisbon, Portugal
Mission Objective: Destroy all SA forces, disable all RPD forces.
Result: MISSION FAILED, RPD and SA occupy 50% of the city each.

-FIN-

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