Northampton - Bridge
"A response?" Henrietta looked at the communication. "Who...who the hell is this?"
"SCPC Dreadnaught IX..." Westmoreland muttered. "No clue. Think we can take them?"
"No clue. For all we know they could be leagues ahead of us."
"There should be no issue with a remote conference, somehow, aye?"
"Aye. That aside, are the scouting elements in place?"
"A company from the CavBAT's deploying as we speak. We should have some contact with local governments before the day's out...And another thing, Henrietta."
"Yes?"
"Remember the contract we took on? Hunting Amenrians?"
"Don't fucking tell me they're here."
"They are. There's also a general anamaolous presence, from what I've heard and seen."
"What the hell are you waiting for, then? Find 'em and blast them."
"Understood."
The Dreadnought IX would find it's message swiftly replied to.
This is the Heavy Cruiser Northampton of Battlegroup Anna. Identify your polity, and please provide a Zoom link for communication.
A second message was sent to all belligerents on Earth.
This is the Heavy Cruiser Northampton of Battlegroup Anna. We are deploying a single company for humanitarian purposes to the city of Grozny, as well as diplomatic personnel to all nations that choose to recieve them. We are not here to fight, but firing on any transport or on the company will be treated as an act of war.
Grozny
Members of Troop A patrolling Grozny
The years had not been kind to Grozny. The Chechen Wars had ruined it once, and after their end it had been rebuilt only to be shattered again by the Octavian invasion. A few of the younger troopers stopped to stare at some ruined building or monument, and wondered at who once lived within, and their whereabouts now. The few locals they saw fled at their approach or sullenly stared at the column as it rolled past.
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Captain Vronsky, for his part, was not happy with his orders. There was fighting elsewhere to be done, where the whole Battlegroup could deploy easily and in force, making use of already-present infrastructure and force multipliers, but instead, his little company had been dumped in a relative backwater with no enemies to speak of...yet. Who knows what lurked within Grozny's rubble.
At least he had maps aplenty. Sewer maps, maps of the streets and major buildings, and blueprints for them, all saved on his laptop. But aside from that and the promise of speedy air support and extraction if he came into contact with the enemy, he had nothing. Unfortunate, but there was little he could do.
And so the column trundled onwards, eventually establishing camp deep within the city and beginning patrols.
Grozny, of course, was not Battlegroup Anna's sole initial deployment. Transports resembling V-22s began to land on Earth, disgorging diplomatic and liason personnel, who were chiefly intrested in knowing what the whole hullaboo over Earth was and why the hell giant bots were raining hell on it.