| Flesh vs. Metal | | | Author: | | | IP: | XXXX | | Date: | 09/20/99 07:09 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 8, Max: 10, Min: 8
Lifetime Rating for Heartcutter: 7.5238 |    | Map: Lost Temple
Heartcutter: Red Terran 12:00
Seven__up: Brown Terran 9:00
Incomming transmission
-Korpula Sector Command to Commander Heartcutter
14:35 SMT
Admiral Du Galle
Your guerilla war progresses well Heartcutter. I was wise to put you in this role. And now comes the hard part.
I have recently recieved word that one of our divisions has betrayed us. They have gone over to Mengsk and his rabble, fearing that they may never again see our beloved Sol system again. And this is disheartning, as our bretherin are being turned by Mengsk's lies.
As you know, we are the only hope for Earth. We are it's defenders, and we will never relinquish our link to our home.
Now the difficult part. It seems that this legion of traitors is headed straight for your headquarters. Perhaps Mengsk demands a loyalty test. Perhaps they are now under control of those Protoss aliens. In any case, we estimate their planetfall on Miasma 3 at 18:00 SMT. You know your duty, commander. Do not fail us. Do not fail Earth
-Admiral Du Galle
'Shit. Okay people, everybody out of the hot tub. Now! Annie, Emma, Kei and Ivy, prep the Medical Staff. Dina you take care of notifying the engineers that they're gonna be working overtime on climatizing the assault suits. Tell that lardass Rickman to get on it, and get his ass in gear'
Sigh
'Deon, we don't know exactly what kind of scum they are. Could be a Toss or Zerg. I don't know for certain. Find out!'
'Bork, go warm up the armor. I want you sorted out and rock steady.'
'And for God sakes Cletus, get a haircut!'
'And somebody get me a towel!'
I step into the C&C control room and put on my headset. My hair is still wet. I hope I don't end up like Michael Jackson.
'Ok people, by the numbers!
'Deon. You're done with that depot, now get a move on it!'
Deon scouts and, of course find out it is indeed a Terran. Also in the last place he looks. I bust out a bunker at my ramp because I did a double Rax, and I'll need time to alter my strategy.
'Sir. Found 'em. I didn't get much info apart from a Rax on the choke, and a bunch of them shooting at me.'
'Howya doin, amigo?'
'Not so good sir. Everything is in the red. I'm all out of bubblegum to hold her together.'
'No problem. Get your ass back to base. I'll inform Annie she'll need to take care of you.'
'YES SIR!'
So I'm a little behind. Not too bad. I start up my single factory and throw on a shop. A little bit after that I get an academy up and going and do a scan.'
'Hmm. Light armor, 3 starports. Looks like a wraith rusher.'
'Deon, I need an Ebay, two new CC's and a starport! Think you can manage?'
'Uh, 5 more minutes sir? I uh...need to finish changing the oil in my SCV.'
'You've got two. Also, tell Annie to get her ass down to training. We're gonna need her.'
'Deion out.'
I knew Seven__up would be a challenge. He wasn't going to prove me wrong.
I took my natural and fortified it with 3 tanks. I also took the 3:00 second natural because it was there. This was going to be bloody.
I scan his CC and see a flock of wraiths. I think I have the answer. It's called attrition. The art of trading your troops for his. It's certainly not pretty, but it's usually the best you can hope for against an opponent of Seven Up's caliber. I just had to make sure my losses cost less.'
So he comes over and does a little harrassment with 8 wraiths. This is no problem because my main has 3 turrets, as well as my 2 exps. He's only expanded to his natural right now, but I'm ready to concede the islands to him.
So he loses a couple of Wraiths to some skirmishing marines. I've lost very few SCVs and Marines, so I'm doing well.
I also know he's going to turbo newbie me, because the flock of wraiths are sitting above my natural ledge.
He lands his dropships. I get to heavily damage one with my wraiths before retreating. His 10 wraiths are fending mine off quite nicely.
'Sir, we are under attack. Engaging.'
'Sir, target destroyed.'
I had that one planned out. If his tank fires off a volley, I'll drop 3 of my own on his head. That's what just happened.
Now he's combo attacking on that CC. I've already written off my natural, and have sent a force to secure 3:00. Turrets, marines and meds are sent there in short order.
Now that his cliff tanks have damaged the air defenses, I call a general retreat from my natural. I get roughly 80% of the SCVs out of there, and Bork survives as well.
I actually call that a victory. 3 is secured and building SCVs.
'Kei, can you read me?'
'Yes sir. I know what you want.'
'Make it happen.'
'Yes, sir!'
Kei is my top ghost. She's the lockdown queen. She's also got an excellent pair of...eyes.
By this time we've skirmished at his natural. I'm pouring marines, tanks and meds down there, and Kei's got her bunch of ghosts coming in.
All of a sudden...
'Incoming!'
Kei screams.
'Dina, what's going on?!?'
'We've been hit by an Emp missile. The ghosts are having problems.'
'Shit. Brace for attack people!'
A cloud of wraiths comes overhead, obscuring the sun. Probably 16-20 of 'em. Their target is my forward force.
Here we go! Scan/Stim!
My marines are 1/1 vs. his 0/0 wraiths. We force him back with heavy damage to his wing. We can endure this. We had roughly 40% casualties on that raid. I order up another 3 Rax.
After about 20 minutes of battling on this area, I start dropping tacnukes on his head to force him back. He's giving my heavy metal a run for it's money. Tanks are literally comming out his ass. This is how infantry die.
'Kei!'
'Yes sir! Locking down enemy tanks!'
I have all the upgrades on my ghosts at this point, and they go apeshit. Unfortunately, they can't take the natural strong, and are forced back. What we have his a battlefield where his and my stuff just die.
I'm stymied. Screw it, I'll take the map.
He's taken both islands, as I anticipated, so I will 'ground' him. That means take and hold everything not surrounded by water.
We go at it for literally an hour. We duel at 6:00. 2/2 Wraiths, 3 BCs and tanks vs. my 3/3 mobile infantry force (with tank backup).
Then all of a sudden, I look out the CC window and see 3 dropships unload their cargo. I also see BC's.
Shit!
I queue up a bunch of units, but he landed directly in my depot area. This is bad. I'm losing supply too fast.
'Deon! Take your 10 best workers and begin new depots at the 3:00 exp!'
'Roger that, sir!'
So I begin to lockdown his BC's when I see medics curing the lockdowned units.
Life sucks sometimes.
So my troops do it the hard way. And they die. And die, and die.
But they get the job done.
At roughly the 1:10 mark, we're both struggling for resources. I've still got units at the 174 mark, but hurtin for cash. I scan his islands, and they too are dry. He forces me off of 6:00 with his remaining tanks and wraiths, but I have defenses that will deny him the gas there.
'Kei, you still with us?'
'Yes sir. I've been resting a little.'
Kei is as hard as they come. She's been hit by tanks no less that 3 seperate times during the fighting, and her face is caked in blood and dirt, but she's still with us. Annie, Emma and Ivy weren't so lucky.
'Kei, patching in data to your nav. I want that wraith on the 6:00 illuminated. Illuminated means not locked down. You got that?'
'Yes sir!'
'Good girl!'
This is the make it or break it point. I've taken the 6:00 natural and I'm mining it. If he secures 6:00 and I can't flush him out, he's gonna make Deon's life real short and miserable.'
'Target Illuminated!'
She's vulnerable right now. She's not gonna move either. Too proud. Too tough. What a woman!
A scan goes off in the vicinity, but my opponent doesn't see the dot, nor Kei.
'THE EAGLE HAS LANDED' I hear over my loudspeaker as the final nuke begins it's descent. I think that nuke introduced that Wraith's pilot's head to his ass.
KABLOOIE!
'Kei.'
'Yes?'
'I said...'
'You said to illuminate the target. I did. Whether or not I instructed the nuke to hit the wraith's pilot in the head is not a matter of concern.'
'Hahaha. Granted. Get your ass back to base and get cleaned up. Good job, soldier.'
'Thank you, sir.'
'See you in the hot tub.'
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Congrats to Seven__up for a game well played!
| | Battle Shots! | 
Ivy: 'We need backup, sir!..Ok, team! Let's get em!'
Ivy: 'Sir, we are still under fire! Can't see over the cliff! Aaargh!'
Get away from my plateau! Shoo! Shoo!
'The eagle has landed!'
Flesh vs. Metal. I won, but at a terrable cost. Hehe.
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