MISSION FILE: RECON CA-4 – CA2 COMMAND GROUP – WESTERN REGION
DATE: 4/01/2161 to 4/4/2161
LOCATION: CG- 2 FOB at CCI in Tehachapi Valley.
REPORTER: Commander Vod Pacheco, Recon CA-4
“Rescue and Evacuate Science Team CA-1”
Or
“We are going to need a bigger Boat”
Objective– Team CA-1, in their SCIENCE-1 Vehicle is under heavy attack by Mexican forces. They have requested assistance in evacuating themselves and 300+ People from the UCIrvine Area. CA-4 is being sent to assist them, with CA-3 (Mars) team in their Phoenix M1 Tank as backup.
4/2/2161
No rest for the tired and exhausted. We just got the Radio relay station activated, when CA1 came on the line indicating they were under heavy attack. Poole said to get the station totally online, and then get ourselves down to Cajon on the I15/138 interchange.
Apparently CA-9 has overhauled our vehicle, putting in a new computer, and some exterior armor plates, and cargo hookups. They will rush our vehicle down to meet us and take the horses off our hands.
Everyone bedded down in the cramped quarters of the 2 rooms for the night.
Morgana communicated to us and offered to ally with us asking for access to our net. This is something I’m thinking about. She could be a powerful force for us.
4/3/2161
Rick and Vod finished up at the Relay site, while the others went down the mountain a little early to see if anything could be discovered looking at the bodies from the ambush yesterday. Something was strange about those guys, not having any type of emotional effect from the overwhelming firepower used to break out of the ambush. Apparently the team reached the site, and found blood trails.. But no bodies. They followed the trail a little ways but were unable to tell much in the short time available.
Rick and Vod rejoined the group and we all went down to the head o the trail to get a hot meal, and then mount up on the horses for Cajon. We rode thru the town of Wrightwood, stopping long enough to say hi to the sheriff and confirm that things are on the mend between Carlston Lumber and the local blackfeather group. But we knew that the longer we waited.. The more people died. And we needed to make UCI that night. So we pushed on thru down hwy 2 and 138, eventually making it to Cajon where we were greeted by an exhausted CA9 group.
As promised our V150 was refitted and reequipped. Apparently they have been visiting various caches, and pulled out what Anti-Armor weapons they found to assist us. The Mexicans reportedly have APCs and some tanks, believe it or not. They stripped out all the extra gear from our V150, and replaced it with Dragon Launcher, with 3 missiles, an M202 Flash launcher with 3 sets of reloads, and a couple extra cases of ammo, grenades, and 40mm grenades. Dang.. What were we getting ourselves into?
Cajon also is the site of the “Highway Patrol” and a Major “Truckstop” for trading. The place stank from the local biofuel production facility. It was obvious to us that we needed a guide, so Fred took the lead and somehow transported us back to the 60’s… the 1960s that is. The Pot smoking Hippy guys who clustered around the VW Bus could have been on their way to Woodstock, except for the extra armor, and weapons bolted to their bus. Fred negotiated with the hippies and one of them agreed to guide us down to UCI. Meanwhile we went to the CHP office to find out any Intel on the roads as well from them. Here, Fred got kicked in the shins as he tried to “barter” the use of our new radio relay, even dropping hints as to where it was located. I bet that location just became the “you screwed up and now spend 3 months guarding this hilltop” assignment for High Desert MP.(note to self.. don’t screw up.. its freaking cold up there). We could have hired a CHP escort, but figured we needed to get on the road in order to make it to UCI by 1-2am. Perhaps future teams could use the CHP if needed.
We had 2 options… I15, which had more gang activity, or I215 which apparently is more of a war zone with artillery round going off. I bet the artillery is sending the gangs which usually were near I215 towards I15. With just our one vehicle.. we should be able to scoot past or shoot past anything we run into.
We were making 20-30mph or so and everything was cool for about 15 miles. Fred was watching out back, with his LMG on a post mound, while Keshawn was on the 25mm and I was head out, looking around. Both Keshawn and I spotted some movement in some buildings on the side of the road. They must have had radios, cause about a minute later a bunch of cars and motorcycles came barreling down an onramp behind us, in Hot pursuit. I don’t think their radios were working too well, or they might have realized that when you pull the tail of a tiger…. Expect to get bit. Or in this case… Mauled. The Gangers were driving some crazy way on the road, they must have known this stretch of the road well, and were gaining on us steadily. I ordered the Turret rotated around to face the rear, and warned Fred we were rotating around so he could get clear. The Gangers had some Nitrous or something because a couple of their vehicles were making crazy noise and acceleration. I let loose on the Mag58, and Keshawn took a bead with the 25mm. The Mag58 took out one vehicle, and it swerved off into a piling. BAM. One down. Keshawn let loose with the 25mm, and must have hit the Nitrous tank, because it went up with a WHOOOSH. I got tossed back in my seat, and will have bruises on my chest for a while. The rest of the team was scrambling for firing ports in the rear, and I let loose with another burst from the Mag. I missed the first time, but walked the rounds right into the driver, and it too swerved out of the way. One of the trucks has some type of cannon, and put a hole in the back of the V150. No one was hurt, and that vehicle didn’t last long as Keshawn poured about 15 rounds of 25mm into it. Small arms fire from the rear of the V150 was taking out some bikers as they came too close and apparently Hannah tripped and let out a few rounds inside. Keshawn took one in the thigh, but I wasn’t serious. A few more seconds, and all the vehicles were burning… and the few bikers left were running the opposite way. We rode on.. Tim bandaging the few friendly fire hits… into the Republic of Corona.
Corona is a strange town. Sort of a “Don’t mess with us and you can stay here if you pay enough” We spotted a Mexican army unit, and what appeared to be mercenaries and various groups all over the compound. They gave us our paperwork and we paid for the “luxury” of using the crossroads. Apparently that is where they get their money, my taking a skim off the top of anyone doing any type of trading or salvaging.
We heard from CA3, the Mars unit, and they said that they were about 3 hrs behind us in Cajon, and were moving to assist south down our route.
Morgana came on the line again, and I made the executive decision to allow her access to our Net. The advantage she presented us was just too good to give up. She had an aerial drone in the air, and was giving us live feeds from UCI and the surrounding area. It was even armed with a couple of Hellfire’s which she would use if we were “threatened” in her opinion. We moved on down the 91, then 241 south, chatting with Morgana on the radio, and getting a feel for the tactical situation. Eventually we took the 261 down into Irvine, and contacted the CA1 to find the plan. They were south west of the 405 in what used to be the University Town Center. Under heavy fire and being approached from 3 sides. There are 3 bridges in tact across what used to be the San Diego Creek Channel… the 405, which is a 10 lane monster, Campus drive which is little more than a causeway, and Macarthur Drive, which is the only span left from the 73 hwy group. CA1 was planning a diversionary attack at 300am, and we needed to clear/secure the campus drive bridge by then preferably quietly.
We made it into the area about 1am and were north of the campus Dr Bridge getting the lay of the land from some local citizens willing to help us out. CA1 had been awake since early December 2160 and had made friends with them. There were some units on each of the 3 bridges. The 405 had a couple of vehicles, Campus drive only a single APC with a squad of men, and Macarthur drive had what appeared to be a couple of Humvees parked on it with 12-20 men around.
Evacuate CA-1
Or
Tanks and Trucks and APCs oh My!
4/4/2161 – 1AM
Tim and Hanna took the Dragon and the M21 out on to a spit of land which overlooked the Campus Drive as well as the road going along the side of the river. And the V150 crept up on the causeway until it could see both campus drive as well as Macarthur Drive bridges. Travis and Rick stayed in the vehicle while Keshawn, Fred and Vod took silenced weapons and approached down the side of the road towards the APC and people on Campus Drive.
All was going to plan, and we had crept up to about 30 feet. I could see through the lowered back ramp of the APC, some type of Tracked vehicle with what appeared to be a 20mm autocanon, and it had one guy in it facing away, crouched over the Radio. A couple of guys were keeping warm around a fire, and there were some sleeping on the ground nearby. We even spotted a mortar pit across the road from us which probably had a few more sleepers. We were just getting set up when SNAP… Fred hit a twig. “Did you hear something?” Dang it… one of them started walking towards us… we all froze… but he got close enough and started to say… “Hey I think…. “ Fth fth fth…… a burst from my silenced MP5 stitched up his body and he dropped like a rock. I vocalized over the radio… “take them out”. At the same time, I relayed to CA-1 to start Jamming all the Mexican radio transmissions. Keshawn used his suppressed G36 and started knocking down the others. Fred jumped up behind a log which was put across the road and used a silenced pistol on the others. Vod took aim and after a couple of bursts… the radio operator went down. Fred was double tapping enemies as they woke up or started coming at us. Keshawn picked off one sentry from the other side of the bridge… and then the other sentry started running… Vod tried with the last of his MP5 ammo.. but missed. Hanna even tried with the M21 on the mudspit.. but missed. Keshawn took one last burst.. and downed him. Fred called out “give up.. put your hands up” and the remaining Mexicans did. Wow… we actually took the enemy down silently!
Time was running short and we had about 15 min until CA1 started their distraction attacks. We let CA1 know that the bridge would be clear in about 5 min and they could start moving civilians towards the bridge when ready. I radioed Travis to bring the V150 up to pull the log out of the way… while I jumped into the Mexican APC… and started it up. Luckily my construction equipment work let me know how to run a tracked vehicle. I used the APC to push the log on the south side of the bridge out of the way.. then moved it around to the north side. Keshawn said he could run a mortar decently, took stock of the ammo, and I had him take aim for MacArthur bridge. Meanwhile Hanna and Tim pulled up stakes and came in from the mudflats to rejoin us at the north end of the bridge. Tim set up the Dragon again to cover the south end and road. Fred jumped into the 20mm command spot.. and I grabbed Hannah and the demo pack to wire the bridge. A few minutes later… we could hear all hell break loose with CA1, and Keshawn started dropping rounds on the vehicles and people on the bridge. The idea was general mayhem, and with using the mortars, they had no idea where the fire was coming from. Morgan confirmed that the Mexicans on 405 bridge were racing southwest towards the diversionary attack, and out of position to block us on our planned escape route.
Civilian vehicles of all sorts started driving across the bridge heading north. Tim spotted a couple of Mexican vehicles driving along the south road towards our bridge. Morgan confirmed that they were an enemy T72 and another APC. Tim took aim with the Dragon while Rick and Fred aimed with the v150 and APC main guns. Tim fired the Dragon.. and hit.. but not critically. It swerved, but didn’t stop. Rick and Fred both opened up.. and 25mm/20mm rounds quickly dispatched the APC. The T72 fired a couple of rounds, and one hit Fred’s APC. Luckily it didn’t explode.. and Fred jumped out, heading for the V150.. Tim reloaded and a 2nd shot hit the T72, as it drove into the water and stopped. All the civilians made it across and we loaded up in the V150 with Keshawn in normal gunner seat, and me out the top with the remote detonator.
The Science-1 burst out thru a building and headed towards the bridge.. trailing smoke. Not more than 10 seconds later, another T72 rolled out of the building on it’s tail. The T72 fired but missed everyone. Keshawn started firing the 25mm, rounds bouncing off, but hopefully distracting the enemy. The Science 1 made it across the bridge.. and Keyshawn managed to knock the right tread out of the T72, as it came to a rest in the middle of the bridge… I hit the detonator switch… and the bridge went down, with the T72 into the muck. More enemy units were heading our way, but we quickly pulled north out of sight, and rejoined the Science1 vehicle, which successfully put out the fire in the rear.
Everyone formed up, and we headed out, trying to outrun the enemy into the hills. We were making good time, but he civilian vehicles couldn’t go too fast. Morgan said her drone was running out of fuel, and had to return to base. Before she exited the area, she informed us that about 10 Mexican Tanks/APC/Trucks were following us, and estimated that the Mexicans would overtake us at their current rate of speed on the 241 just past Irvine Lake.
6:15am 4/4/2161
We kept going, and were relieved to hear from CA-3, the Mars Group. They were monitoring our situation, and had set up a defensive position across a river crossing/bridge. We had about 20 minutes until the Mexican showed up.. and during that time we scavenged some Armburst missiles, more 25mm ammo and another pair of Dragon missiles. Tim even pulled the Mk2 Laser unit from the Science vehicle. CA-3 placed their Phoenix Tank squarely in the road, and their 2ndary vehicle with a Mk19 40mm grenade launcher behind. The V150 was hull down behind a tree trunk, with our personnel spaced out from it with infantry weapons.
Then we started hearing the buzzing. It took a few minutes, but we spotted 4 aircraft approaching our position. Great…. The Mexicans had air support. And we left the stinger missiles with the science 1. Keshawn cranked up the 25mm to use in Anti-air mode.. and Tim even aimed with the Mk2 Laser. The first aircraft aimed at our V150. Keshawn let off with the 25mm and a few rounds must have hit. It dropped a couple of bombs, but they flew wide. The next one suddenly lost a wing, as Tim pegged it with the Laser. As the 3rd plane approached we heard the Gatling laser on the Phoenix spin up.. and the plane just vaporized… The 4th plane took a burst from the 25mm and went down as well.
We all then turned to face south and awaited the ground forces. A pair of T72 and a couple of APCs crested the rise and we all opened up. The V150 took down an APC, while I hit a T72 with a Dragon. The T72 wasn’t knocked out and popped smoke. Fred, manning the Mag58 on the V150 was letting off his long bursts, at the trucks and people who began to dismount. The Phoenix Tank spun up but missed the T72 and made a bunch of holes the ground. Tim fired an Armburst, and pegged another APC, turning it into scrap as people jumped out behind a boulder. The T72 in the smoke stuck out is nose, and fired, but missed. The Phoenix tracked over and a bunch of pretty beams of light in the smoke highlighted the damage done, as holes appeared thru one side of the tank and out the other. It stopped working.
A 2nd group of vehicle followed the first, a couple of trunks, another T72 and an APC. The Mars M19 Humvee let off a long burst of 40mm grenades among the vehicles, doing all sorts of damage. Tim took out a truck with an Armburst and the Phoenix turned another T72 into Swiss cheese. At that point people dismounted behind the bolder opened fire with a 50cal on our V150. A couple of rounds hit us and penetrated our armor. I pulled out the M202 rocket launcher and turned the bolder area into a 2000 degree inferno. Another bunch ov 40mm grenades, and MG rounds and the Mexicans had enough. They turned around, and ran back south.
We assessed the damage to our vehicle. And we suffered our first major casualty on the team. one of the rounds hit Travis in the head, and did a nasty job on him. Tim ripped out his Medpack and went to work, and amazingly managed to stabilize him. The computer got hit again! We have to retrofit some serious Armor plate around that thing once CA9 replaces it. We quickly moved up the road to rendezvous with CA-1 and they managed to hook Travis into a medbed to further help him out. They said he would probably survive.. but wouldn’t be the same again.
Everyone mounted up, and we convoyed back up to the high desert and back to the ranch. Not a single ganger even poked their nose out at us with all the firepower we had visible.
Poole said we would have a week or two off, as they organized things. We noticed that he and Martha of CA-7 were practically inseparable.. and they seemed to be getting along much better. Apparently they had made peace of some sort. CA-4 laid claim to one of the buildings in the old prison and we will use some of our down time to fix it up like home as much as possible. Being so far out of time….. it would be good to have a place to put down some roots, and call home..