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1.The Allied Dictatorship of The Alliance of DictatorsPsychotic Dictatorship“God was a corruption of becoming death in far galaxies.”
2.The Despotic Dictatorship of DespoticaniaPsychotic Dictatorship“God was a dream of good government.”
3.The Holy Empire of Sultan MorganCorrupt Dictatorship“The capitalists will sell us the rope used to hang them”
4.The Dictatorship of Independent Federation of CroatiaPsychotic Dictatorship“For Homeland, Ready !!!”
5.The Rogue Nation of Dragonic OverlordsPsychotic Dictatorship“Death is but a simple swing of the sword”
6.The Technocratic Empire of VeradaxCorrupt Dictatorship“Security is had by the achievements of man”
7.The Greater People's Empire of The Controlist Ferwerter UnionPsychotic Dictatorship“One People, One Nation, One Party, Indivisible Forever!”
8.The Free Land of TostanPsychotic Dictatorship“The greats are the same”
9.The Tawantinsuyu of IncaCorrupt Dictatorship“Son of the Sun”
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The Diarchal Expedition Enclave of Sanctuary Point

Twilight Sparkle wrote:Starting on the next day, the Equestrian Navy ships in the Baltimare harbor found themselves under regular air raids arriving from orbit. The two missile cruisers and six destroyers floating in a battle formation were prepared to use their long range weapons to defend the city, and the arrival of space-bound attackers came as a nasty surprise to their crews. The first couple of raids failed to sink any of the ships, but two of the destroyers suffered severe damage, and all eight ships now had to devote most of their firepower to repelling the attacks. They would be of very limited use in the upcoming ground battle, weakening the city's defenses considerably.

General Panoply was not pleased...

"Curse those demons and their orbital superiority," he grumbled when he received the news. "We shouldn't have neglected our space forces for so long."

In the pale lighting of the War Room, his coat looked even grayer than usual, his face older and more tired.

"Sir, I don't think anypony saw the possibility of fighting our cousins from an extradimensional interstellar empire with access to city-sized spaceships," Colonel Iron Gauntlet said nervously.

Panoply sighed.

"I know, I know... We can still win this. This is a setback, but we still have more than enough forces left to defend Baltimare. And we still have the numerical superiority in the overall war. The ultimate victory will be ours."

That was true in theory, but everypony in the War Room knew that over the past weeks circumstances had become less and less clear. And in case anypony forgot, the large interactive map on the wall of the War Room showed what had become of the Equestrianic Imperium: The Equestrians only really controlled the Western and Eastern edges of their once unified empire, the central and Southern parts had largely fallen to the Novumequines and the traitorous Equestrians who had joined them. There were pockets of resistance here and there, but overall the Novumequines' grip on the contested lands was tightening with each passing day. And more and more common Equestrians Ponies were joining their cause or at least declaring themselves neutral in the war, refusing to support the legitimate government "in light of the recent revelations regarding the morally suspicious practices of the High Nobility". If this kept up, even the numerical advantage the Equestrians had been enjoying thus far would be nothing but a memory.

The General forced himself to focus on the here and now. He couldn't worry about the overall situation when his immediate responsibility was to ensure that Baltimare, at the very least, remained in Equestrian hooves.

"Alright," he said, his voice sounding once again calm, collected and confident, "we knew Bridle River would be eventually lost, but we managed to inflict heavy casualties on the enemy. Now we must prepare our next line of defenses and weaken them even more before dealing them a decisive blow in the outskirts of the city itself..."

*

Although the Equestrians had fallen back from the Bridle River, they were indeed far from defeated. The forests and the hills around Baltimare hid many fireteams and camouflaged machine gun nests, and behind them, the Equestrian artillery vehicles were now firmly deployed once more, preparing to rain shells and rockets on the advancing enemy. Sergeant Bullseye and his snipers lay in waiting in their hiding spots, ready to prey on Commissars and officers, and the 25 magitechnological airships of the 2nd Imperial Airfleet were now slowly moving Westward, covering each other, their overcharged arcane shields humming as they distorted the light of the rising sun behind them.

The Celestial Reach was a Defiant-class light cruiser holding a stratospheric orbit high over Baltimare, allowing the Avengers in her hanger bays to fall upon the city and the ships stationed in its harbour before they would return to her, escaping any meaningful retribution from the Equestrians by the sheer height that any pursuers would have to climb. Though designated a ’light cruiser’ like her cousin classes of the Endurance and Endeavour, it was more accurate to describe the Celestial Reach as an escort carrier as her broadsides were hangers meant to be housing Fury Intercepters and Starhawk Bombers while her top deck held only two light lance turrets. Today’s air raid looked to be on the smaller end given how only one hanger bay was opened.

The pilots of Sword Squadron carried out their final system checks, waiting for their turn in the launch queue as Storm Squadron sortied out before them. “What I don’t get is why it the Navy’s fault if the ground-pounders had to cross a river over their own dead and lost a few tanks in the process?” Sword-6 groused to no-one in particular. “Because the assigned planes never showed up so they’re blaming all of us for not helping enough.” Sabre-Lead replied as the lights flashed to signal the next squadron. “Then get them to do this, why do the rest of us have to make up for their mistakes?”
“Solaris has been the vanguard this week for a reason. The rest of us are here because the Navy has been perceived as being idle for this war. Now let’s prove them wrong.” Sword-Lead punctuated his words by gunning his engines, his Avenger rising and hovering towards the exit.

The clouds were thin this high up, allowing Sword-Lead to observe the three other squadrons descending towards Baltimare, ninety Avengers in formation with his own squadron following behind for another thirty. Had the objective of the war not been to eventually liberate and enlighten their transuniversal cousins, the ships and the city they were protecting would have been devastated in mere hours by the strike fighters. Instead they limited themselves to merely buzzing the harbour and the occasional gun run on Baltimare’s land-based defenders. The four squadrons fell upon Baltimare like a hoard of angry hornets, dodging only the magitech beams while tanking the conventional rounds that the defenders fired up at them.

——

Nearer to the Bridle River, minesweeper servitors had finally made it up to the ford along with their tech priest minders who cleared the minefield and removed the wrecked Ironhearts, allowing the remainder of the Atlasian detachment to cross the river without further issue along with the Everfree Hydras and Basilisk. The Shurouqi Salamanders again headed out first to scout out the advance, marking down areas of suspicion while the 1st Shetland Regiment was preparing to take over the vanguard position from the Percheron Penal Assault Legion as Command had deemed their sacrifices worthy of a day’s reprieve to mourn their fallen. Yet they would not be idle, those witless butchers needed another avenue to earn the forgiveness of The Sisters Divine and labouring under the guidance of the Mechanicus would suffice until they reached Baltimare proper and the legionnaires would be sent before the true soldiers again.

The Equestrianic Imperium of Twilight Sparkle

Sanctuary Point wrote:The Celestial Reach was a Defiant-class light cruiser holding a stratospheric orbit high over Baltimare, allowing the Avengers in her hanger bays to fall upon the city and the ships stationed in its harbour before they would return to her, escaping any meaningful retribution from the Equestrians by the sheer height that any pursuers would have to climb. Though designated a ’light cruiser’ like her cousin classes of the Endurance and Endeavour, it was more accurate to describe the Celestial Reach as an escort carrier as her broadsides were hangers meant to be housing Fury Intercepters and Starhawk Bombers while her top deck held only two light lance turrets. Today’s air raid looked to be on the smaller end given how only one hanger bay was opened.

The pilots of Sword Squadron carried out their final system checks, waiting for their turn in the launch queue as Storm Squadron sortied out before them. “What I don’t get is why it the Navy’s fault if the ground-pounders had to cross a river over their own dead and lost a few tanks in the process?” Sword-6 groused to no-one in particular. “Because the assigned planes never showed up so they’re blaming all of us for not helping enough.” Sabre-Lead replied as the lights flashed to signal the next squadron. “Then get them to do this, why do the rest of us have to make up for their mistakes?”
“Solaris has been the vanguard this week for a reason. The rest of us are here because the Navy has been perceived as being idle for this war. Now let’s prove them wrong.” Sword-Lead punctuated his words by gunning his engines, his Avenger rising and hovering towards the exit.

The clouds were thin this high up, allowing Sword-Lead to observe the three other squadrons descending towards Baltimare, ninety Avengers in formation with his own squadron following behind for another thirty. Had the objective of the war not been to eventually liberate and enlighten their transuniversal cousins, the ships and the city they were protecting would have been devastated in mere hours by the strike fighters. Instead they limited themselves to merely buzzing the harbour and the occasional gun run on Baltimare’s land-based defenders. The four squadrons fell upon Baltimare like a hoard of angry hornets, dodging only the magitech beams while tanking the conventional rounds that the defenders fired up at them.

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Nearer to the Bridle River, minesweeper servitors had finally made it up to the ford along with their tech priest minders who cleared the minefield and removed the wrecked Ironhearts, allowing the remainder of the Atlasian detachment to cross the river without further issue along with the Everfree Hydras and Basilisk. The Shurouqi Salamanders again headed out first to scout out the advance, marking down areas of suspicion while the 1st Shetland Regiment was preparing to take over the vanguard position from the Percheron Penal Assault Legion as Command had deemed their sacrifices worthy of a day’s reprieve to mourn their fallen. Yet they would not be idle, those witless butchers needed another avenue to earn the forgiveness of The Sisters Divine and labouring under the guidance of the Mechanicus would suffice until they reached Baltimare proper and the legionnaires would be sent before the true soldiers again.

As the Avengers descended through the lower atmosphere, the last of the clouds soon cleared before them and the city of Baltimare came into view: the city center was dominated by large and modern skyscrapers, some of them showing clear Human influence, having been constructed when the Imperium had been in regular contact with the surrounding Human nations, most notably Valcouria and Vasilinople. Further away from the city center examples of smaller, more elegant Equestrian architecture could still be seen, and the entire city was surrounded by remarkably pristine forests and plots of farmland where the Earth Pony slaves of the ruling elite toiled. Here and there among the fields were large communal housing complexes where the slaves dined and slept. In the East the deep blue waters of the sea extended to the horizon, the only visible ships being a couple of freighters still operating despite the imminent threat of attack, and closer to the city the eight Equestrian Navy ships that were to be the Avengers' targets, two cruisers and six missile destroyers, floated in a defensive formation. One of the destroyers was showing visible damage from the previous attack and was listing slightly to the port.

The sprawling metropolis was one of the largest and wealthiest cities in the Equestrianic Imperium, and an important trade hub. Seizing it would certainly bring the Novumequines and their allies one major step closer to victory and open the path to Manehattan, the capital city of the Imperium.

Unfortunately, the Equestrians were equally aware of the dire consequences of losing the city and were prepared to do everything in their power to hold it. The Avengers were still dozens of miles away when the first arcane beams were fired in their direction from half a dozen ground fortresses and by the large magitechnological airships floating in tactical locations in the outskirts of the city. They were soon joined by more conventional AA fire, from missiles and minigun fire to explosive flak shells. From the Baltimare airfield to the North, a squadron of aircraft took flight, mainly to defend the naval vessels against any missiles launched by the Avengers.

*

To the West the advancing Salamanders had their first contact with the enemy when they came under hit and run attacks by flying Pegasus fireteams. No heavy ordnance was deployed against the scouts although the Pegasi attempted to force individual scout teams to the snipers' kill zones whenever the were certain of a total party kill leaving no survivors.

The Diarchal Expedition Enclave of Sanctuary Point

Twilight Sparkle wrote:As the Avengers descended through the lower atmosphere, the last of the clouds soon cleared before them and the city of Baltimare came into view: the city center was dominated by large and modern skyscrapers, some of them showing clear Human influence, having been constructed when the Imperium had been in regular contact with the surrounding Human nations, most notably Valcouria and Vasilinople. Further away from the city center examples of smaller, more elegant Equestrian architecture could still be seen, and the entire city was surrounded by remarkably pristine forests and plots of farmland where the Earth Pony slaves of the ruling elite toiled. Here and there among the fields were large communal housing complexes where the slaves dined and slept. In the East the deep blue waters of the sea extended to the horizon, the only visible ships being a couple of freighters still operating despite the imminent threat of attack, and closer to the city the eight Equestrian Navy ships that were to be the Avengers' targets, two cruisers and six missile destroyers, floated in a defensive formation. One of the destroyers was showing visible damage from the previous attack and was listing slightly to the port.

The sprawling metropolis was one of the largest and wealthiest cities in the Equestrianic Imperium, and an important trade hub. Seizing it would certainly bring the Novumequines and their allies one major step closer to victory and open the path to Manehattan, the capital city of the Imperium.

Unfortunately, the Equestrians were equally aware of the dire consequences of losing the city and were prepared to do everything in their power to hold it. The Avengers were still dozens of miles away when the first arcane beams were fired in their direction from half a dozen ground fortresses and by the large magitechnological airships floating in tactical locations in the outskirts of the city. They were soon joined by more conventional AA fire, from missiles and minigun fire to explosive flak shells. From the Baltimare airfield to the North, a squadron of aircraft took flight, mainly to defend the naval vessels against any missiles launched by the Avengers.

*

To the West the advancing Salamanders had their first contact with the enemy when they came under hit and run attacks by flying Pegasus fireteams. No heavy ordnance was deployed against the scouts although the Pegasi attempted to force individual scout teams to the snipers' kill zones whenever the were certain of a total party kill leaving no survivors.

The heathens are getting better at aiming.” Scimitar-4 commented as he purposely dove through two streams of rising lead to avoid a blast from a laser. “No, they’re not. There’s just more of them[i].” Saber-Lead replied as another beam grazed his canopy. More anti-air fire rose to greet them as they neared the city, the pressure of the raids demanding that the Equestrians pull more forces to ward off the [i]Celestial Reach. Disgust welling up in the most faithful as they saw the obviously inequine architecture of central Baltimare, as if more evidence of their interuniversal cousins’ waywardness was needed. The rich and powerful of the city had long fled as the Novumequines tightened the noose around Baltimare, leaving behind their slaves and the uninitiated to suffer in the impending siege.

Solaris and Scorpio Squadrons, follow my lead. We’re going for the objective. Remember that we are not to sink the Equestrian ships. If they scuttle them after, that’s not on us. Storm and Sword Squadrons, take out some of that AA and ease the pressure on us..” Solaris-Lead’s voice came over the vox clear enough as they split up a mile over the city.
’Ease the pressure’, he say. Prick’s throwing us to the dogs.” Epée-2 nearly spat as she twisted around another beam. “Shut it. Not like you had a better plan. Epée and Rapier, we have enemy fighters coming from the north, go tie them up. Sword, Sabre and Scimitar, we’re going after the airships closest to the harbour. Storm Squadron will go after the ground emplacements. Break!” The Avengers scattered, heading after the targets that Sword-Lead had assigned them.

——

The open backs of the Salamanders allowed the Shurouqi crew to fire back at the flyers harrying them. More than one sneering Pegasus had their prejudices woefully disabused as their wings were cooked by the lasrifle fire of a ‘mud pony’ and they plummeted to earth. The ones who didn’t die on impact were finished off by the Salamanders driving over them or the mounted guns.

Soon enough though, the Shurouqi would retreat back to friendly lines with the route to Baltimare plotted out and the Southeastern Army resumed its advance on the city with the 1st Shetland leading now. Not yet broken by war like the former 2nd Percheron , the Shetland did not have nearly as many commissars among them though their black greatcoats were instantly recognisable and stuck out amidst the sea of muted red.



The Equestrianic Imperium of Twilight Sparkle

Sanctuary Point wrote:The heathens are getting better at aiming.” Scimitar-4 commented as he purposely dove through two streams of rising lead to avoid a blast from a laser. “No, they’re not. There’s just more of them[i].” Saber-Lead replied as another beam grazed his canopy. More anti-air fire rose to greet them as they neared the city, the pressure of the raids demanding that the Equestrians pull more forces to ward off the [i]Celestial Reach. Disgust welling up in the most faithful as they saw the obviously inequine architecture of central Baltimare, as if more evidence of their interuniversal cousins’ waywardness was needed. The rich and powerful of the city had long fled as the Novumequines tightened the noose around Baltimare, leaving behind their slaves and the uninitiated to suffer in the impending siege.

Solaris and Scorpio Squadrons, follow my lead. We’re going for the objective. Remember that we are not to sink the Equestrian ships. If they scuttle them after, that’s not on us. Storm and Sword Squadrons, take out some of that AA and ease the pressure on us..” Solaris-Lead’s voice came over the vox clear enough as they split up a mile over the city.
’Ease the pressure’, he say. Prick’s throwing us to the dogs.” Epée-2 nearly spat as she twisted around another beam. “Shut it. Not like you had a better plan. Epée and Rapier, we have enemy fighters coming from the north, go tie them up. Sword, Sabre and Scimitar, we’re going after the airships closest to the harbour. Storm Squadron will go after the ground emplacements. Break!” The Avengers scattered, heading after the targets that Sword-Lead had assigned them.

——

The open backs of the Salamanders allowed the Shurouqi crew to fire back at the flyers harrying them. More than one sneering Pegasus had their prejudices woefully disabused as their wings were cooked by the lasrifle fire of a ‘mud pony’ and they plummeted to earth. The ones who didn’t die on impact were finished off by the Salamanders driving over them or the mounted guns.

Soon enough though, the Shurouqi would retreat back to friendly lines with the route to Baltimare plotted out and the Southeastern Army resumed its advance on the city with the 1st Shetland leading now. Not yet broken by war like the former 2nd Percheron , the Shetland did not have nearly as many commissars among them though their black greatcoats were instantly recognisable and stuck out amidst the sea of muted red.

Within minues the skies above Baltimare had turned into a battlefield.

The large magitechnological floating fortresses that made up the famed Equestrian Imperial Airfleets were already surrounded by the tell-tale shimmer of their arcane shields. The magic-boosting effects of the Northern warp rift still lingered on, making the airships' magical defenses and weapons particularly effective as they kept firing at the orbital invaders. Their beams glowed with all the colors of the rainbow as they flashed across the skies, trying to hit their evasive targets. Up close even the more conventional weapons of the airships were moderately effective as they could be concentrated on a single target at a time to punch through even an Avenger's considerable defenses. Only five airships remained in and around the skies above the harbor. The rest kept heading Westwards to stop the incoming ground attack.

The Navy ships in the harbor opened fire with their point-defense weapons and missiles, trying to shoot down as many Avengers as possible while stopping any missiles launched at them. The already damaged destroyer had taken another hit. A black plume of smoke was emanating from it and only two of its CIWS remained functional. It was attempting to limp towards the center of the formation where it would be protected by the other seven ships. As the attack continued, one of the cruisers took a serious hit, losing nearly half of its starboard weapons to a series of explosions although it remained otherwise operational and seaworthy. One of the six ground fortresses equipped with an arcane beam weapon was likewise destroyed, causing an almost musical yet discordant explosion to echo for miles around as colorful lights and surreal, ethereal shapes quickly consumed the entire building, leaving behind only a smoking crater.

The Equestrian planes didn't attempt to engage the Avengers unless they approached within three miles of the Navy ships: their primary job was to guard the Navy ships against missiles, but otherwise they let the ground encampments, the airships and the Navy vessels themselves engage the attackers with their heavier AA weapons.

*

In the Western woods the 1st Shetland faced the first heavy opposition of the second defensive ring around Baltimare when nearly two thousand Earth Pony Berserkers (heavily armored and charging suicidally into battle while firing their back-mounted weapons with surprising accuracy), three Hydras and a fully grown dragon (all controlled by Unicorn Beastmasters from the safety of the city) moved to meet them. The ground attack was supported by around two dozen Equestrian tanks and IFVs as well as airborne Pegasus warriors working in teams of five. General Panoply's strategy was to attempt to halt the vanguard of the Novumequine forces with a ground-based counter attack and tie them up in battle while the airships and the artillery began to perform long range strikes against the enemy forces further West (although still on the Eastern side of the Bridle River).

The Equestrian forces showed nearly inequine coordination and their morale seemed completely unbreakable. Some of the more astute Novumequine officers might recall Lady Hope's warnings about the Equestrians' self-applied Mind Spells, used to boost the efficiency of their own forces: it was clear that a powerful mind mage (or several) was among Baltimare's defenders.

The Diarchal Expedition Enclave of Sanctuary Point

Twilight Sparkle wrote:Within minues the skies above Baltimare had turned into a battlefield.

The large magitechnological floating fortresses that made up the famed Equestrian Imperial Airfleets were already surrounded by the tell-tale shimmer of their arcane shields. The magic-boosting effects of the Northern warp rift still lingered on, making the airships' magical defenses and weapons particularly effective as they kept firing at the orbital invaders. Their beams glowed with all the colors of the rainbow as they flashed across the skies, trying to hit their evasive targets. Up close even the more conventional weapons of the airships were moderately effective as they could be concentrated on a single target at a time to punch through even an Avenger's considerable defenses. Only five airships remained in and around the skies above the harbor. The rest kept heading Westwards to stop the incoming ground attack.

The Navy ships in the harbor opened fire with their point-defense weapons and missiles, trying to shoot down as many Avengers as possible while stopping any missiles launched at them. The already damaged destroyer had taken another hit. A black plume of smoke was emanating from it and only two of its CIWS remained functional. It was attempting to limp towards the center of the formation where it would be protected by the other seven ships. As the attack continued, one of the cruisers took a serious hit, losing nearly half of its starboard weapons to a series of explosions although it remained otherwise operational and seaworthy. One of the six ground fortresses equipped with an arcane beam weapon was likewise destroyed, causing an almost musical yet discordant explosion to echo for miles around as colorful lights and surreal, ethereal shapes quickly consumed the entire building, leaving behind only a smoking crater.

The Equestrian planes didn't attempt to engage the Avengers unless they approached within three miles of the Navy ships: their primary job was to guard the Navy ships against missiles, but otherwise they let the ground encampments, the airships and the Navy vessels themselves engage the attackers with their heavier AA weapons.

*

In the Western woods the 1st Shetland faced the first heavy opposition of the second defensive ring around Baltimare when nearly two thousand Earth Pony Berserkers (heavily armored and charging suicidally into battle while firing their back-mounted weapons with surprising accuracy), three Hydras and a fully grown dragon (all controlled by Unicorn Beastmasters from the safety of the city) moved to meet them. The ground attack was supported by around two dozen Equestrian tanks and IFVs as well as airborne Pegasus warriors working in teams of five. General Panoply's strategy was to attempt to halt the vanguard of the Novumequine forces with a ground-based counter attack and tie them up in battle while the airships and the artillery began to perform long range strikes against the enemy forces further West (although still on the Eastern side of the Bridle River).

The Equestrian forces showed nearly inequine coordination and their morale seemed completely unbreakable. Some of the more astute Novumequine officers might recall Lady Hope's warnings about the Equestrians' self-applied Mind Spells, used to boost the efficiency of their own forces: it was clear that a powerful mind mage (or several) was among Baltimare's defenders.

Sword, Sabre and Scimitar flights circled around the northernmost airship, isolating it from the others as the planes hounded the vessel. The enhanced shield had taken time to break through, more than what Star Squadron had reported before the Warp Tear had opened though that was not entirely unexpected as the Equestrians drew far more on the Warp with their technology than the Diarchy did. Beams cut through the skies and bisected clouds as they chased after the Avengers who outran the turning of the airship’s guns.

Even empowered by that scar on reality, the shields eventually crystallised and broke under the constant assault, allowing the three flights to damage the ship’s systems. Cannon rounds punctured engines, gyroscopes, wings and power lines as run after run crisscrossed the airship. The detonation of the ground fortress coincided with the airship beginning to fall out of the sky. Meanwhile, Epée and Rapier flights chased down the enemy fighters. The nimbler Equestrians could dodge and manoeuvre around the heavier Avengers but they couldn’t out-speed the futuristic engines of them. Not even reaching the ships in the harbour and gaining the protection of the many aa guns still operational deterred Epée or Rapier though they were reprimanded by Solaris-Lead for allowing their objective to interfere with Solaris and Scorpio Squadrons’ mission.

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The Shetland held their ground against the Equestrians’ berserker charge, blunting it with massed lasfire as the heavy weapon teams set up their stubbers, bolters and rockets to blow holes into the hoard. Walls of dirt and stone rose up from the ground as the unicorns attempted to give some cover to their fellows from the back-mounted guns of the berserkers, the poisonous spit of the hydras and the fiery breath of the dragon. The Ironhearts, though no longer able to be the hammer of the advance still supported it, taking out their lessers among Baltimare’s defenders and warding off that dragon when it attempted a strafe.

Despite the great power and mobility of the dragon, the hydras were a greater source of consternation for the advance with their incredible regeneration allowing it to absorb much of the Shetland’s physical munitions and often flinging the rounds back out at great velocity. The self-cauterising wounds from the lasguns were a different story. Now if the berserkers would just allow the Shetland to focus a meaningful amount of lasfire on the great beasts though it would hardly be possible to parlay with the lobotomised fighters. The northern side added another complication, one that worried the embedded Trottingham veterans greatly. The Equestrian berserkers gained an aura of further madness when their numbers were whittled down to some multiple of eight, the favoured number of the Blood God. Their guns fell silent, forgotten in favour of smashing the Shetlands in their path bloody with bare hooves instead.



The Equestrianic Imperium of Twilight Sparkle

Sanctuary Point wrote:Sword, Sabre and Scimitar flights circled around the northernmost airship, isolating it from the others as the planes hounded the vessel. The enhanced shield had taken time to break through, more than what Star Squadron had reported before the Warp Tear had opened though that was not entirely unexpected as the Equestrians drew far more on the Warp with their technology than the Diarchy did. Beams cut through the skies and bisected clouds as they chased after the Avengers who outran the turning of the airship’s guns.

Even empowered by that scar on reality, the shields eventually crystallised and broke under the constant assault, allowing the three flights to damage the ship’s systems. Cannon rounds punctured engines, gyroscopes, wings and power lines as run after run crisscrossed the airship. The detonation of the ground fortress coincided with the airship beginning to fall out of the sky. Meanwhile, Epée and Rapier flights chased down the enemy fighters. The nimbler Equestrians could dodge and manoeuvre around the heavier Avengers but they couldn’t out-speed the futuristic engines of them. Not even reaching the ships in the harbour and gaining the protection of the many aa guns still operational deterred Epée or Rapier though they were reprimanded by Solaris-Lead for allowing their objective to interfere with Solaris and Scorpio Squadrons’ mission.

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The Shetland held their ground against the Equestrians’ berserker charge, blunting it with massed lasfire as the heavy weapon teams set up their stubbers, bolters and rockets to blow holes into the hoard. Walls of dirt and stone rose up from the ground as the unicorns attempted to give some cover to their fellows from the back-mounted guns of the berserkers, the poisonous spit of the hydras and the fiery breath of the dragon. The Ironhearts, though no longer able to be the hammer of the advance still supported it, taking out their lessers among Baltimare’s defenders and warding off that dragon when it attempted a strafe.

Despite the great power and mobility of the dragon, the hydras were a greater source of consternation for the advance with their incredible regeneration allowing it to absorb much of the Shetland’s physical munitions and often flinging the rounds back out at great velocity. The self-cauterising wounds from the lasguns were a different story. Now if the berserkers would just allow the Shetland to focus a meaningful amount of lasfire on the great beasts though it would hardly be possible to parlay with the lobotomised fighters. The northern side added another complication, one that worried the embedded Trottingham veterans greatly. The Equestrian berserkers gained an aura of further madness when their numbers were whittled down to some multiple of eight, the favoured number of the Blood God. Their guns fell silent, forgotten in favour of smashing the Shetlands in their path bloody with bare hooves instead.

Baltimare command bunker, the war room...

"Critical damage! We're losing altitude! All hooves abandon ship!" the distorted voice of the falling airship's captain echoed in the war room as General Panoply and his staff observed the battle from the large monitors lining the walls. Just before crashing into the dark waters of the sea the airship managed to launch all four of its remaining fighters which joined the fight to defend the naval vessels. The impact of the falling airship sent a shockwave across the city, and it could be felt as a small, passing tremor even in the war room. The sun was about to rise, illuminating the tops of the dark plumes of smoke billowing in the air above the city.

"One airship down. Our air defenses have trouble shooting down the enemy spaceplanes, sir," Colonel Iron Gauntlet said grimly while reading the latest updates on a smaller monitor before him. "They seem to have exceptionally durable armor. Only concentrated fire from several heavy weapons can reliably damage them."

General Panoply gave his second in command a small nod.

"Understood, Colonel," he said. "Order the remaining airships to concentrate all arcane power through their prow and rear beam cannons and assume a diamond formation where they can cover each other as much as possible. They are to target only one enemy spaceplane at a time in a concentrated attack, chosen by the gunnery officer of the lead airship. That should ensure the maximum number of casualties... What about our counter attack in the Western forests?"

"Our forces are encountering overwhelming resistance, sir," Iron Gauntlet replied. "They are fighting bravely, however, and slowly retreating back towards the city. Our artillery and airships are inflicting heavy casualties on the enemy rear guard, although not enough to cripple them. Our remaining forces in the city stand ready to defend Baltimare to the last."

Panoply's aged face looked grim but determined.

"We're far from defeated, Colonel," he said. "We faced worse odds during the Demon Invasion, and we didn't even have a proper army back them. We will beat back these invaders to our dimension!"

Iron Gauntlet was listening to the latest report from the front lines. His expression was puzzled.

"Ah... Sir, I'm getting some strange reports from our field commanders in the forest. Apparently some of our Earth Pony Berserkers under the command of Captain Jetstream have gone... well... nuts."

The General raised an eyebrow.

"'Nuts'? I don't think that's a proper military term, Colonel," he said dryly.

"It seems that they've broken formation and are no longer taking orders from our officers. Instead, they're engaging the enemy in melee combat, with surprising efficiency. It almost seems as if their strength and rage were vastly boosted, somehow."

Panoply let out a small annoyed grunt.

"This must be the work of that Mind Mage squad they sent from Manehattan. I don't particularly like it, but they have free hooves to coordinate our forces in battle. If they can buy us more time and dead enemies by sacrificing some of the Berserkers, then so be it."

"Understood, General!"

*

In the forests outside the city...

One of the Hydras collapsed at last, its regenerative abilities overwhelmed by massed las fire. The mighty beast let out a final, terrifying roar as it fell, its last head dying as it hit the ground.

Most of the Equestrian forces were slowly retreating back to the city even as the distant artillery and the airships hovering overhead continued to hammer the Novumequine forces pushing Eastwards with shells, beams and missiles. Some of the airships, acting as refueling and realoading bases for Equestrian aircraft, kept launching air raids against the advancing enemy. Eventually the artillery guns fell silent once again as they received the order to reatreat back to the city proper, leaving only the airships to cover the Equestrian's fighting retreat.

The Earth Pony berserkers didn't retreat, though. They fought like mad devils, gunning down enemy soldiers with their machine guns until they were out of ammunition, then discarding them and engaging the Novumequines in melee. The inequine fire burning within their souls, combined with the mental coordination and morale support provided by the Mind Mages, made them fearsome opponents with lightning fast reflexes, an almost absurd amount of raw strength and an uncanny ability to predict enemy movements and strike when and where it hurt the most.

Although the Equestrians were slowly being pushed back, the battle didn't look like it would get any easier.

The ឵឵឵឵ of Island Zero

OOC: Oh, I thought The Technocratic Empire of Veradax was dead.

The ឵឵឵឵ of Island Zero

Also, there's zombies.

The Technocratic Empire of Veradax

OOC: I wanted to read some of my own stuff, so I revived my nation and put it back. Good to see you Zero.

The ឵឵឵឵ of Island Zero

Veradax wrote:OOC: I wanted to read some of my own stuff, so I revived my nation and put it back. Good to see you Zero.

Good to see you too, and welcome back to the (now very inactive), though I have to wonder why you left in the first place. You never gave a reason or anything.
Ponies are the only active RPers here. Don't know why they never moved to Discord DMs, but I'm glad they're still here since this region would be 100% dead without them.

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