Hmmm. We'll set them up at the main entrenchment to begin with. I'll look into some roof-rail mounted mining carts that we might use to give them some more mobility.
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Hm...could work...but only if we got welding equipment, I think...I mean, we have it, but...well, we could wire up an airships' engine for power generation...but we'd have to get the whole thing down...hey, do we have any-aaah-flatbed minecarts? With some creative work on the legs, we could just set them onto the things pretty fast. And get them off too, if needed.
That we do. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Rail-tanks! . .. . . . . . Fairly light ones. But still.
Rail-tanks! . .. . . . . . Fairly light ones. But still.
Uuuuh, no. Too slo...w...unless we use sandbags for the armour. But we'll need to use the powered carts to push them around.
And we'll need supply trains.
And we'll need supply trains.
Sandbags we've got enough of. And if I can pinpoint. . . . . YES! Got a depot of mining carts and other mini-rail crap one level down. We'll just have to succeed in pushing them a bit further back and we're golden. Big arse rail system too since the whole of seventh level is where the mining related stuff begins.
It's not supply that's the problem, it's setting the things together. We have to do the work topside.-Place isn't electrified yet.- Just let me get the dimensions of the carts, and we can start welding the frames for it. Then just modify them a bit once the carts get here and just drop them on top with a crane.
Look up a dude named Throlf Gwasrhywel. Dude was the chief engineer of the mining operation here before the Locust attack. He should be assisting with defense construction down on the third level.He'll have everything you need in his head. By the time you've got the gun platforms ready we'll have taken that depot. Pinky swear and all.
Oh, yeha, that guy! Helped set up our heavy guns up top. ...should still be around...somewhere.
As I said. Third level, main defensive position. He's proven to be quite the adept military engineer. Might have him permanently conscripted.
Yeah, yeah, fourth, actually. ****er moves fast. But no, don't do that. It's just a mess and I have a feeling we'll need this place returned to full operation fast. ...if only the ****ing rail system connected properly...nah, it wouldn't have worked.
What're you thinking about?
Well, the storm is ****ing our air traffic to the ground, and there's nobody setting out into the mountains in this weather, so I was just lamenting our lack of a train line. But really, it would have been overloaded all to heck and probably blown up by now anyhow.
Yeah, we really can't spare the manpower to lay down the amount of tracks that would be needed either.
Eh, the basic lines were almost set up. Then the tunnel jobs started not working right and we ended up with only one rail in the complete wrong place to get supplies up here. At least by land, anyhow.
*Sounds of intense combat in background*
****! It's like they ****ing knew we were planning a push. Corpser is back, and they've brought up a contingent of bloodmounts as well. We're currently trying to soften them up as much as possible. But since they were starting to reinforce we had to push up the assault before planned. So we're kinda short on 'nades and a few other things.
****! It's like they ****ing knew we were planning a push. Corpser is back, and they've brought up a contingent of bloodmounts as well. We're currently trying to soften them up as much as possible. But since they were starting to reinforce we had to push up the assault before planned. So we're kinda short on 'nades and a few other things.
"So think on your feet!" Rawlings growled loudly as he jumped out of his cover, slamming the butt of his shotgun into a Locust officer before pulling it back, and sending a cloud of metal through the grub's head, most of it breaking through the skull and digging tiny tunnels through it's brain. {There's no chance in hell they'll get those down while they still matter.}
"Higgins, Chevalier, get to that pile of rubble and suppress the breach while the heavies relocate!" {There's a whole damn lot of these buggers all of a sudden...} "Sir, I think they've had it with our ****!"
"Higgins, Chevalier, get to that pile of rubble and suppress the breach while the heavies relocate!" {There's a whole damn lot of these buggers all of a sudden...} "Sir, I think they've had it with our ****!"
You don't ****ing say. Well, no use letting them bullrush us. Let's bullrush them! Riflemen, on point! All bayonets fixed! Grenades out! FORWARD!
Rawlings, flank left when we're through, Brom, flank right. Corpser's mine!
Rawlings, flank left when we're through, Brom, flank right. Corpser's mine!
OK, fine! We'll share. Probably wisest anyways. I was kinda in the heat of the moment there.
"Grenadiers! Corpser! AP!" echoes out over the chamber, followed by light thuds as several grenades arc over the chamber and blow neat little charred over the side and top of the corpser's hide, eliciting a particularly unpleasant roar making Rawlings add a "Now duck for cover and pretend it wasn't you!" as he emptied his shotgun into a small team of grunts.