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Luna 1, Drafted
Chapter 7
Preparation
A Whateley Academy tale
By
Irvine
This is fan fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may not
match the timeline, characters, and continuity.
If you would like background information on the 'cannon' characters,
see,
http,//crystalhall.wikia.com/wiki/Table_of_Contents
For a copy of the campus map I am using, see,
http,//img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130114152730/crystalhall/images/d/
de/Map_v052.jpg
Beginnings
Have you ever noticed that life is a steady monotonous routine
occasionally interrupted by short periods of intense activity. This is
what I found to be, more or less, the case after we left the office of
Chief Delarose; and believe me, after the hectic 48 hours I had had
since waking up as a girl, this was a welcome relief.
However, the 'more or less' qualifier is important.
Gunny Bardue quickly got us signed up for JROTC. Also, since the
Praetorians weren't currently affiliated with a national military, he
issued them with the, (US surplus,) BDU's they were expected to wear to
meetings and lectures. (I was expected to wear my security uniform.)
Because Whateley JROTC was 'officially' an arm of the UN, we were also
issued with the UN blue beret, although I had to get mine specially
made by Cecilia.
With that completed, we retired to my office for a few minutes so I
could file paper copies of my report along with Sam's sign-off on the
emergency dormitory. Sam had an amused twinkle in her eye when she saw
the wide eyed stares of my friends as they realised I really did have
an office, a desk and a name-plate in the Kane hall security annex.
Dr Hartford, had emailed me to say our passes were waiting for us in
Schuster hall. So, leaving Sam to take care of a few things, we
traipsed over in a group, and, since we were already there, I took the
opportunity to top up my student account. While it wasn't completely
empty, it had taken a hefty hit, and I had more purchases to make in
the campus store. Once that was all taken care of, we were ready to
visit the Rodger's Fabric Boutique.
Sam, Starlance, our driver for the trip, and Startech and Starfury, who
were to act as point men with Cecilia on the power armour project, were
waiting outside for us with a security mini-bus. Driving directly to
Cecilia's, my initial reaction to the ongoing subdued silence from my
friends, was, 'Welcome to my crazy mixed up world.'; but they were my
friends, and I felt I had to do something to try to take the edge off
the shock.
Thinking about what mum had told me about the Dream world, I realised
that, while I had had a bit of training in basic unarmed combat against
super-powered adversaries, this was not the case with my friends.
Coughing to get their attention, I open up with, "Do you know how I
managed to put the Good O'l Boy'z down so quickly?"
The looks they gave me in reply stated clearly, 'What a dumb question?
You're a hero who can do anything.', was more than enough confirmation.
Before they could put the thoughts into words, I quickly went on, "It
was training, every opponent has a weakness, and if you can find it
then you win. Mutants often tend to rely on their powers to the
exclusion of brains, so that makes their weaknesses easy to identify
and, as a consequence, easy to beat."
Sam was nodding in agreement as I continued. "For example, exemplars
are tough. A high level exemplar like Fantastico is more or less immune
to bullets and knives, but that doesn't really protect the hinged
joint's like his knees or arms. That's a weakness you can exploit."
Seeing I had their attention, I told them, "A speedster like Roadrunner
is super fast, occasionally blindingly fast, but break a couple of
bones in their feet and you have taken away their power. An energiser
like the Vengeance psycho is really dangerous at longer ranges, get in
close and give him something else to think about, and he won't be
firing off many energy blasts."
Looking across at Tim. I smiled as I told them, "A TK-Brick has shell
that responds to kinetic energy, push slowly with steady pressure and
it can be penetrated by a knife. Gently close a hand round a joint like
a finger, leg or arm and it can be easily dislocated."
Turning to Cassie, I told her, "A high level regenerator can heal
potentially lethal wounds in seconds, but some wounds take longer than
other's to heal. If you know what they are, you can exploit this. It is
brutal, but dislocated joints and bones with compound fractures twisted
into unnatural angles are very difficult for a regenerator to heal.
Bizarrely, a high level regenerator who can heal an amputated limb in
moments can be stopped by a leg that has been broken by someone who
knows how to fight mutants."
Without really paying attention, and feeling on a roll, I barely gave
them time to let what I said sink in, before suggesting, "One of my
powers is to be able to bring people into my dream world. Blackstar
squad are all Whateley graduates who went on to make careers in the
military. They each have decades of real world combat experience, if
you like, I can bring you into my dream and have them teach you some
basic unarmed combat techniques. We can also use the dream as a secure
area to plan our strategy against the Good O'l Boy'z and develop and
practice basic tactical formations."
Tim and Achmed, who, like most brick/tanks were natural brawlers, were
giving me what I took to be incredulous looks, and, almost laughing, I
replied, "You know tactical formations like the Greek phalanx, they
really work. The Romans legions would organise in three or more ranks
and trained to rotate the front rank every five minutes without
interrupting the fighting. This why military people talk about 'Rank
and File', the second rank would file through the front rank, which
would file to the back to become the rear rank. The tactic was so
strong, variations survived into the nineteenth century and
professional soldiers still practice the drill for parade manoeuvres."
Without thinking about what I was saying, I continued, "Because of this
tactic, the legions under Caesar were able to fight from dawn to dusk
and wear down much larger armies. At their largest, Caesar's legions
had a paper strength of 60,000, but, because of illness and injury,
they were usually 10 or 15% under strength. After ten years of
fighting, it is estimated they had killed in excess of 3 million enemy.
In the battle of Alesia, some contemporary accounts estimated that
50,000 legionnaires fought and destroyed a combined Gaulish army of
over 500,000 men. Whatever the real numbers, when Caesar finally
crossed the Rubicon to march on Rome, the loss of man-power in Gaul due
to his ten year campaign lead to a population crash so severe it came
close rivalling the Black Death."
Heading off potential objections that we weren't fighting large armies,
I hit them with, "Today modern armies worry about artillery, machine
guns and aircraft, and have developed generic formations to deal with
them. These threats are the equivalent of mutant energisers and
blasters. As a whole, tactical formations vary to meet the requirements
of the objective balanced against the expected threat. In the French
Foreign Legion, the basic unit structure is the triad. A typical
formation they use is to spread out in a reverse phalanx with two in
front and one behind. When they encounter opposition they have several
tactical options; for example, the two in front might engage and hold
the enemy while the one at the back works his way into a position to
attack from the flank or rear. It's a tactical formation that has
worked well in the African bush, the jungles of South East Asia and in
urban combat."
Stopping to catch to my breath, I realised everybody, including Sam,
was staring at me in open mouthed astonishment.
Cassie put what they were all thinking into words by asking, "Luna, how
do you know all this?"
Pole-axed, I blinked!
Mumbling, "I always liked history and military things..." I realised,
even allowing for my basic training in unarmed combat with the Baron, I
had never been good enough at it to put down the Good O'l Boy'z the way
I had. This, the lecture on mutant weaknesses, the follow up lecture on
tactics and formations I had just given.....
Mum broke into my thoughts and explained,
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