22C - toot battle in the ruins - Part 1

Toot strikes back.

Feral tribes have been expanding across the world and toot is determined to destroy them. Also, there have been hints of a new force of humanity, a new army, and toot is not going to sit back and wait.
It is deploying a strike force of its new RoBroZ along with some DroneZ and TankZ. Of course a large group of HumanZ will proceed their robotic masters to identify the location of the ferals and absorb casualties.

The feral tribe occupying the ruined city had been under pressure for some time. A previous major attack by toot forces had been beaten off but with significant losses. Other minor attacks caused further losses. While the ruined city protected them from toot CarZ, BusZ and TruckZ, small groups of HumanZ would slip through and kidnap their people. DroneZ and TankZ attacks also sapped their strength.

When the toot forces started assembling on the out skirts of the city the Columbus Ohio ferals put out a call to all other tribes for assistance. The Columbus tribe knew that they would not be able to resist this onslaught of HumanZ and the new and terrifying RoBroZ.

None of the other ferals would come to help, despite repeated pleas and entreaties. “If we don’t fight them together here they will soon be at your town” the Columbus ferals leader said. But her arguments were useless and she was about to leave the control room to encourage her troops when an unfamiliar voice came over the radio room.

“Acknowledge your request for assistance. This is the 5th Air Assault Group. Can you confirm your position and the location of the toot attack.”

The feral leader was suspicious but knew there was no time to doubt the call. She had never heard of this group but anything was better than nothing. “We are north of the elevated highway. Toot is attacking from the south. What forces do you have?”

“Rodger that Columbus, we have four gunships and six slicks incoming. The slicks will land north of the highway while the gunships cover. Please advise your troops!”

“Thank you. I will send out the message that help is coming!”

“Rodger Columbus, our ETA is twenty minutes!”

She turned and shouted orders to tell the tribe help was coming before asking her captain. “What the hell is a slick and what is ETA. And who is Rodger? Get the Nerd, maybe he knows”

Nerds were this post-apocalyptic world’s answer to lost knowledge. Nerds learnt to read and studied the left over books, manuals, and the machinery of the bygone world. A cross between a librarian, an archaeologist and a hunter (think Indiana Jones) they searched through the ruins for old books and for any pre-collapse technology that they could use and would not betray them to toot.

The Nerd was down in his shelter, packing away books and equipment so that another Nerd could find them in the event that the toot forces over ran the base. The Nerd was quick to respond to the commander’s summons and soon entered the command room and the commander shouted for answers.

“A slick in this context is a helicopter that carries around 10 soldiers. It may have some light weaponry for self defence as well. ETA is Estimated Time of Arrival. Rodger is not a person but them acknowledging that they have heard you. From all the terms they sound like some old school group that have got themselves really organised with plenty of resources.”

“Well let’s hope so Nerd. You had better stay here in case we need some more translating. It will be too easy to screw up communications with toot attacking.”

Toot forces are already on the board. (right hand side of picture)

Ferals are deployed in defensive positions along the elevated highway (from top to bottom of the picture) with some in the craters where the highway interchange used to exist and some strong points in ruined buildings in front of the highway.. Their vehicles are in the rear as reserves. They also have one chopper (top left corner of picture.)

United Humanity forces fly in from the left. Turn 1 the gunships and turn 2 the slicks with their troops. (gunships bottom left corner)

Ferals chopper takes off

HumanZ and a TankZ enter the central crater, one DroneZ is destroyed while the RoBroZ advance

Humanity Slicks arrive


Another DroneZ is brought down by the gunships. The HumanZ approach the highway, there are too many to stop.

TankZ and RoBroZ are on the flanks. The main force of RoBroZ and HumanZ take the centre of the board

HumanZ and TankZ surround a feral position. Feral utes come to their aid

Unopposed the gunships provide ground support while the slicks arrive and start landing their troops

At the end of turn three toot casualties are mounting but they are mostly just HumanZ and are of no concern.