The Battle for Vlissingen: Round Two

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Round Two

As the commanders of both the land and sea theatres took stock of the situation, they re-evaluated their priorities. Seeing the damage wrought by the Restitution and how close the landing barges were to the shoreline, the Danish Commodore radioed in his intention to instead cripple the British forces and destroy any options for retreat for the American forces. The Teutonic Commander reluctantly ordered his forces to close towards the beach to ensure that providing ranged assistance would be an option.
At the same time the American General witnessed the devastation wrought upon his former Trenton squadron and bellowed forth the order to charge from inside his armoured command post. A liasons officer relayed the intention to advance at the double to the British Commodore. The British Commodore huffed and told his comms personnel to remind the Americans that their upstart armies had the chance to see a truly chivalrous charge in the seas when the regal British vessels would pound the diminutive Danish vessels into oblivion.

In the broiling Dutch seas a rabble of Korsor corvettes darted around the legs of the industrial rigs. Their blood fired up from the adrenaline rush of battle, the corvette crews pushed their engines to the brink as they raced straight towards the largest hostile vessels in sight. As they approached the hulking form of the British flagship and accompanying Avenger battle carrier, the Korsor corvettes made a sharp turn to the back of the British lines. At the rear of the vessels batches of high payload mines were deployed, straight in the path of the British Majesty-class dreadnought. Danish marines engaged their jetpacks and jumped to the Avenger carrier, even as swathes of their numbers were cut down by small-arms fire. Enough of the marines landed that they could overpower the local defenses, and the coup de grace came when the last of the marines was cut down and access to the bridge was forced. In the midst of the enemy battle line the Danish decided that they had no chance of holding the Avenger and scuttled the vessel. A mighty blow indeed to the British Empire!

The Korsors wreak havoc in the British line of battle!
An overview shot demonstrates the immense maneuvering skill of the Korsor corvettes.

At the same time the Defiance robots of the American forces galloped to several ruined bunkers, hoping to make use of the cover provided by the ravaged concrete. Wild shots raked the Teutonic lines but failed to find a mark at this range, falling short or lacking the punching power to penetrate reinforced steel. Succesfully managing to get cover between themselves and most of the Teutonic lines, the Defiances radioed the capture of the landmarks to the American forces. Most Defiance operators were none too intimidated when their Teutonic counterparts moved in from behind the Prussian fortifications. This didn’t last when arcs of bright lightning shot across the open fields and scorched several of the heavy steel Defiance chassis. Defiances regrouped and returned fire, but their group was slowly being whittled away until reinforcements would be able to relieve them.

Two robotic hordes face off

Furious with the loss of the Avenger, the British Commodore commanded the hulk of the Majesty dreadnought to break the back of the Danish line. Advancing full throttle then banking hard to present full broadsided, the obscene amounts of weaponry on board the Majesty raked fire across the Danish lines. The smoking dishevelled Ragnarrok that limped from out of the harbour fell prey to a hounding barrage of torpedoes, condemned to an ignomous demise without contributing much of note to the entire battle. The Skaggerak gunships swerved in front of the crippled Asgard, shielding its bulk with their own hulls. Their gun turrets swivelled and obliterated one out of two remaining Tribals, ensuring panic in the ranks of the sole remaining Tribal cruiser. The Majesty ignored the offending Skaggeraks in favour of Sigurd cruisers, plowing round after round into the lead vessel until it sank. A Ruler battleship, sensing an exposed flank on the flagship, moved in to cover the Majesty and all but destroyed another of the Sigurd cruisers with barrages of torpedoes and naval cannons. Both the Ruler and the Majesty failed to finish the Asgard, failing to find the proper elevation at these close ranges.

The sea slowly turns black and red

As the Commodores of both fleets radioed in their reports to their land-based counterparts, repair crews were dispatched and damage reports started flooding in. Several British vessels were sunk or derelicted. Crucially, the British dreadnought and battleship remained in good state and were able to present broadsides and rake nearly the entire Danish line. Worryingly though, the Danes were so close that many of the turret batteries were unable to depress their barrels properly towards their targets and the British torpedoes were unable to meet detonation criteria at these ranges. The Danes however were excelling at these ranges, though their Asgard-class flagship carrier was teethering on the brink of destruction. Perhaps more importantly, the British had split their battlelines as their Vanguard submarines and two full squadrons of Attacker-class frigates were still rounding the island in an ill-fated attempt to flank the Danes. When the Havel carriers moved to the center of the combat zone, they spread a swathe of mines behind them, ensuring that the British flankers would have to take the long route to avoid damage, thus buying precious time to deal with the center of the British lines.

Naval proceedings so far

Near the town the forward elements of the Americans and the Teutonic-Prussian forces were engaging at close range. Pioneer tanks raced forward and disgorged their ordnance into the ranks of the A6-V tanks, which in turned presented broadsides and wracked the American horde of tanks. In support, Walze tanks served around and poured additional supressing fire into the Pioneer tanks. Surprisingly, the massed Prussian fire failed to decimate the Pioneers leaving over half of the diminutive tanks intact and ready to continue their disruptive activities. On the horizon American strike bombers continued their approach, angling in towards high value targets.

Teutonic forces advancing upon the Americans

The Hochmeister stepped over a warehouse in Vlissingen and shook the ground as it waded into the thick of the confrontation in the front of the Prussian lines. It’s Speerschleuder turrets and batteries hummed as they charged their capacitors and readied the gigantic metal rods that were used as projectiles. With a thunderous blast all weaponry unloaded their rods in an arc towards the Philadelphia landship to the rear of the American lines. With unerring accuracy all of the steel bolts landed in the Philadelphia, buckling armour and rending great gaps in the hull. Sparks wreathed across the entire vessel and streaks of lightning arced between the rods. The Philadelphia took incredible damage, but crucially remained mobile though it was smoking heavily and the engines sputtered in protest.

The Philadelphia in the Hochmeisters' crosshairs

In retaliation the air contingent of the Americans responded with a veritable barrage: rocket after rocket screeched into the Hochmeister from the B072 and the grand Savannah Sky Fortress banked to present broadsides, a mass of turrets filling the air with shells. The Hochmeister staggered as the shield protection from the nearby St. Michael-pattern Metzger buckled and cracked. Rockets found their marks in the joints and side armour plating, rending apart complicated machinery. Shells from the Savannah failed to find weak spots as the Hochmeister brought its sword arm up to shield itself from further harm. Then the Restitution spoke.

The Restitution had not sat idle and was skimming towards the Hochmeister, seemingly intent on a confrontation with its counterpart. The terrifying skimming robot brought up both Colt-cannon arms and spoke death. The revolving barrel systems of the Colt cannons enhanced the rate of fire dramatically and the sheer volume of metal slugging against the Hochmeister was enough to make it stumble and nearly fall backwards. The shield bubble protecting the Hochmeister from worse finally broke all the way and the Hochmeister was enveloped in a haze of multiple explosions as naval-grade ordnance detonated all over the massive robot. Speerschleuder turrets were knocked from their mounting and rod supply lines were ravaged. As the barrage subsided, the Hochmeister still stood determinedly, its greaves firmly planted in the Zeeland soil, but the left flank of the great robot looked decidedly worse for wear with black gouts of smoke erupting from gashes in the armour. Sparks were flying from the damaged Speerschleuder weaponry, and a jubilant cheer went up amongst the American lines.

The Philadelphia in the Hochmeisters' crosshairs