Status update, unofficial:
I barely have time to breathe right now so this is going to be fucking brief.
We were in movement to support the big-ass bug-stomping to take back Korea. Either we weren’t as sneaky as the stuck-up operational bastards think they are, or we leak more than a pregnant teen at a frat party. The Rapine Storm hit us with our pants around our ankles in overwhelming force. All air elements, including the cruiser, were destroyed within ten minutes as far as I can determine.
I managed to get almost the entire squad who were on the lead bird to their mechs and ejected before the Griffon went down. I presume Hu Xian wasn’t able to reach the cargo bay in time. Her Saber dropped under chute but was mobbed on the way down, hit hard. Don’t know if it’s salvageable. She had time to formally transfer command to me though.
Upon landing, sighted eight hostile conventional vehicles. Some were mounted with crew-served launchers. Squad took them under fire. Hostiles were completely suppressed.
Current effectives: myself, Viking, Cut-throat and Chappel (TDY Aral)
Ordered immediate movement to local bluff for partial cover and rally point at best speed under stealth. I encountered a wounded quetzacoatl unexpectedly. Managed to neutralize same with mandibles.
Detected downed fighter craft popping signal smoke. Pilot still alive but mortally wounded. Retrieved cockpit assembly to deny enemy the casualty.
Will conduct hasty burial of pilot, analysis of terrain and enemy forces, effect search for remaining Stepchildren (Harp, Mauler, Hu Xian), effect limited SAR for friendlies downed in immediate area.
We can’t do too much here, except die hard for the sake of dying. I intend on driving through the enemy advance to a friendly port for emergency evac. I’m ordering full data recording. Command is going to need our intel.
Don’t know if we’re gonna make it, but fuck if I’m not going to shove it up their ass sideways trying.
Side note: Cut-throat had an episode prior to the ambush. Allegedly, she suffered a nightmare resulting in drawing her sidearm in a fugue state and aiming it at Viking. She was restrained and awakened. Cut-throat stated upon repeated questioning that she has been having a recurring nightmare since Depot Oscar. Same dream, though escalating. Denies sleepwalking prior to this incident.
Regardless, pilot is compromised. I can’t sit her out though. I ordered her to surrender all personal weapons and administered chemical stimulant to prevent sleep pending psych eval at forward operating base.
Obviously, that plan is shot to hell.
Hope I don’t have to frag her.