CONNECTION ESTABLISHED, 3 QRF TEAMS NOW DE ORBITING.

TEAM #1 ETA: 10 MINUTES.

TEAM #2 ETA: 9 MINUTES.

TEAM #3 ETA: 11 MINUTES.

MASTER DIRECTIVE: AREA PURGE. USE OF EXTREME FORCE AUTHORIZED, AUTONOMOUS OPERATION AUTHORIZED, WEAPONS FREE.

TASKING FIRE SUPPORT FOR CREATION OF BEACHHEAD, ALL AVAILABLE ORBITAL AND GROUND FORCES ABLE: AREA DEMOLITION, DESTROY ALL STANDING HARD STRUCTURES.

IDENTIFYING HARD STRUCTURES, ESTABLIs.h.i.+NG PRIORITY TARGETS, STANDBY…...

With a simple callout a.s.sets that were not under restrictions came alive and pointed their weapons towards the magic academy, this was seen most clearly by everyday people in Kingstead where Dax had stationed a large part of his force.

[ALL CIVILIANS ARE TO CLEAR OUT, THIS IS THE FINAL WARNING. USE OF DEADLY FORCE IS AUTHORIZED.]

In the middle of a plaza near the central church a detachment of Reaper drones suddenly started to trash the place, smas.h.i.+ng apart trade stands in the middle of the morning marked rush. Behind the Reaper drones moved a grouping of AEHWP's fitted with high caliber Guardian-G097 railguns capable of indirect fire.

[R DETACHMENT ESTABLIs.h.i.+NG FIREBASE PER COMMAND SPECIFICATIONS.]

Spreading out in a star pattern the 6 railgun carriers secured themselves firmly to the ground as they shoot out spikes that penetrated deep into the ground below them

[RAPIDFIRE ORDER RECEIVED, MOVING R DETACHMENT TO ACTIVE COOLING MODE #4…. COMPLETE.]

Firmly secured the railgun carriers now started buzzing like a swarm of bees as cooling turbines swallowed the cold morning air rapidly and supercooled it before pa.s.sing it through their internal components as the sheer array of all their supercapacitors hummed with the  potential energy to keep shooting for several hours.

R1 REPORTS: READY TO FIRE.

R2 REPORTS: READY TO FIRE.

R3 REPORTS: READY TO FIRE.

R4 REPORTS: READY TO FIRE.

R5 REPORTS: READY TO FIRE.

R6 REPORTS: READY TO FIRE.

R DETACHMENT READY TO RECEIVE, SEND TRAFIC.

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Inside the lecture hall that was originally going to be used for the culinary exam a certain 3 winged archangel was painting a complicated spell formation on the wide floor with a great amount of concentration visible on her face. Suddenly something broke the archangels concentration as a hint of panic found the way onto her face.

"s.h.i.+t."

Stopping what she was doing Misha tossed the pensel away she had used to paint the formation as she rushed out of the room, almost shattering the door to the outside as she opened it. Not caring for the commotion she was making Misha made her way to a room down the hall, completely ignoring her allied comrades that tried to get her attention.

"I need a hostage, NOW!"

At the end of the hall she entered a cleared out cla.s.sroom where seval elvers guarded their primary objective. 

-

Dax sat In the middle of a 5 meter wide spell formation while 6 elvers pointed their weapons at him, waiting for the smallest sign of moment to open fire. While the qiton didn't know how the spell formation worked, he clearly felt its effects.

(I can't move at all… And my subprocessor is fired to, also I can't contact ICI.. This is bad.)

Dax was truly more worried about ICI more than himself at the moment, as he knew first hand from numerous incidents that it was a really bad idea to give an artificial intelligence full and unsupervised control of anything, let alone a military force. After looking blankly for a bit at one of the elvers Dax's keen sense of hearing picked up someone stomping towards the door as he put on a smug smile and addressed one of the elvers that learned on that very door.

"I wouldn't be standing there if I was you."

"No talki!- Arg!"

That elver was barely able to retrot before the door was kicked open by what Dax a.s.sessed to be a slightly panicking dark winged archangel that dragged a teacher behind her.

"Make them stop!"

Demanding in a stern voice Misha formed a golden crystal that hoved in the air and pressed itself to the neck of the terrified fine arts teacher.

"What? Does it look like I have control of anything right now?"

"DO IT!"

Seeing the golden crystal being pressed into the teachers neck, Dax breathed a deep sigh before he explained.

"You fried my ability to communicate with the weapons of my world, and taught they would lose their effectiveness? Just fall over and become heaps of junk? I guess the therm 'autonomous smart weapon' hasn't really been coined in this world yet, so let me spell it out for you: By removing me from the chain of command have not impacted the weapons that are currently being fired towards this location in any way, shape or form…. Or that's not entirely correct, they have been affected a tiny bit. An apt a.n.a.logy would be that you've changed them from scalpels, weapons of precision, into sledgehammers. The AI that's in charge now doesn't really understand the term 'excessive force'."

As the truth slowly dawned on the dark winged angel the tiny hint of panic on her face bloomed in full.

"But you'll die too!"

"Most likely yeah, but death is just an aspect of life for an orbital marine, besides ICI doesn't care, it's not programed to."

-

ICI COMMAND CONFIRMS: SENDING TARGET DATA.

Receiving targeting data through their communication arrays, each railgun carrier of the R detachment raised their weapons skyward as targets were confirmed by satellite observations.

FIREMISSION RECEIVED.

TYPE: AREA SUPPRESSION/PURGE.

HARD TARGETS ACQUIRED. 

FIRE GROUP ALPHA LOAD UHV-HIGHEX. 

FIRE GROUP BRAVO LOAD UHV-FLECHETTE.

FIRE GROUP CHARLIE LOAD UHV-SAPHEI.

RANGE TO TARGET: 126 KILOMETERS.

FIRE GROUP ALPHA FUSE: NULL.

FIRE GROUP BRAVO FUSE: AIRBURST, -3 METERS.

FIRE GROUP CHARLIE FUSE: DEEP IMPACT +2 METERS.

GENERATING CREEPING FIRE PATTERN…. COMPLETE, READY TO FIRE.

AWAITING FINAL CONFIRMATION FROM COMMAND.

With final authentication left to ICI it once more went over observations of the target area,  once more noticing and affirming the dense civilian presence inside the target area.

COMMAND CONFIRMS ALL: FIRE AT WILL.

R DETACHMENT CONFIRMS, R DETACHMENT REPORTS: RAINING THUNDER.

I DETACHMENT CONFIRMS, I DETACHMENT REPORTS: OPENING FIRE.

H DETACHMENT CONFIRMS, H DETACHMENT REPORTS: READY FOR PRIORITY HVT  TASKING.

-

"But try to look at the bright side miss angel. Most likely ICI is going to bombard this place with ultra high velocity rounds."

"What the h.e.l.l is positive about that!?"

"You won't notice it before you are already dead, that's a blessing in of itself you know? To not see it coming."

Using magic to greatly enhance her senses Misha saw that Dax was speaking the truth, and surveillance spells she was maintaining in the area around the academy picked up sounds she was not familiar with which only added to a sudden sense of urgency that gripped her entire being.

"f.u.c.k!"

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Spreading her wings widely out into the air the 3 winged angel started absorbing the ambient mana at a reckless truly pace, then realizing she wasn't going to make it like that Misha turned to her hostage.

"Be glad, you're dying for your beloved students!"

With those words the angel plunged her arm into the teacher's chest as she started channeling a forbidden technique, draining the life force from him in a matter of seconds. Tossing the dried up husk aside the angel flapped her wings that started s.h.i.+ning brightly as she uttered a short incantation to help focus the vast amount of mana she was currently dealing with.

"Rampart formation: Sanctuary."

With her words a large golden dome started materializing around the magic academy, being constructed in segments that slowly filled out. The very second the last golden segment was in place a gigantic rune formation spread out over the large s.h.i.+eld, locking it in place and reinforcing the formation, and not a second too late.