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> Intel from the Future, Christian Schoenbaum's Post-Op Report
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"Third Officer's Log - March 1, 3137 - Post-Mission Report - Lieutenant Christian Schoenbaum reporting.

"It has been two months since our engagement on Styx, and we are presently on final approach to Donegal. Our return voyage has been uneventful. Major Maxwell is making a slow but steady recovery from his injuries, and I predict he will make a full physical recovery. The same cannot be said for his emotional scars, however. I suspect that it will be some time before he will take an LAAF contract again.

Although we achieved our objectives to an extremely satisfactory degree, they came at a grave cost. After waiting for an interminable period for the promised arrival of Hauptmann Wolf and his battleforce, and watching the tactical situation on Styx deteriorate to such an extent that the allied forces on the surface had become nearly overwhelmed, Major Maxwell gave the order for our unit to deploy - in spite of the fact that we would be going in alone - with no assistance whatsoever. Of course, this didn't phase any of us much - we had been expecting the order, and in fact, wanting to deploy sooner. Insurmountable odds were nothing new to us, and after our sweeping success on Alkaid, we felt as though we could take on any challenge thrown our way.

"But we had no idea just how unbalanced the odds would be this time. Due to the presence of an arsenal's worth of orbital guns, we were forced to make a hot-drop - one which put us dangerously close to the Lindon's Folly spaceport. A full garrison of DCMS troops held the installation - on our approach, we detected an Atlas, a Jupiter, a Centurion, a Hatchetman, and a Vulture, as well as a Spider, a Night Stalker, a Koshi, a Xanthos, and a MiningMech. Added to that was a full slew of support units, including an artillery unit that was already raining flaming death down on a badly-embattled Bannson Universal Unlimited detachment. Before our 'Mechs had hit the dirt, we, too, had come under exceptionally heavy fire, and it was only that a deep river divided the battlefield clean down its center that kept us from being immediately overrun once we finally landed. We had just enough time to link up with the BUU boys before the rounds started flying; after that, it was an utter bloodbath for both sides. A great deal of our ground forces were almost instantly massacred once the assault on the spaceport started; it was only with the assistance of the Bannson battlegroup that we were collectively able to finally break the DCMS line. Unfortunately, in so doing, the majority of our BattleMechs were cut down - including those of Major Maxwell, Captain Dykes, and myself. I managed to escape with only minor injuries. Major Maxwell, who refused to eject until his 'Mech was reduced to little more than a control chair on legs, was critically injured, and had to be extracted from his escape pod with a plasma cutter. Captain Dykes' pod was never found.

"Those few who were left standing managed to flush the DCMS out of the spaceport with the help of what little remained of our allies. In the absence of the LAAF reenforcements, the spaceport was turned over to the represenatives of Bannson Universal Unlimited on site with us. There wasn't an ice cube's chance in hell that the sole Catapult on site would be able to hold off the Kuritan retaliatory strike that was guaranteed to be already in the pipe - but, with our contract completed, our employer no where to be found, and our mercenary unit utterly obliterated, Lieutenant Schmidt gave the order to pull out. The units planetside wound up travelling over a hundred and twenty kilometers before they reached the one geographic window not covered by orbital guns. The Venture was nearly taken out by AeroTech fighters and a well-entrenched Rifleman during the evac. It was only because of an extremely well-timed storm front that we were able to escape to orbit."


Christian pauses, exhaling heavily, and falling back in his chair.

"So now, we're on our way home. Sure, we won. But what do we have to show for it?"
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